The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 446 This woman really dares to dream.
Gu Fuju: ! ! ?

Perhaps she sensed his gaze.

The curve of Wei Zhao's lips remained unchanged, yet it made people afraid to look directly at him, as if a single glance would wound them with the surging ferocity beneath that calm surface.

He muttered quietly, "The quality is terrible."

Gu Fuju: ? ? ?

Wei Zhao: "Is there anything else?"

"If not, may I escort you out?"

Is this a way of kicking people out?
Wei Zhao suddenly remembered something: "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Gu Fuju was about to say something.

Wei Zhao: "I'll have someone send some over."

Gu Fuju: "Okay, let's eat together."

"no appetite."

Gu Fujiu saw him pick up the Broken Cloud Spear from the study, weigh it in his hand, and then walk out.

"where to?"

Wei Zhao: "My hands are itchy."

Unfortunately, it's not a good time to kill someone at this critical juncture.

He could only settle for the next best thing.

His tone was indifferent, yet carried a suppressed resentment.

"Give your men some training."

The news that the general was going to train the troops caused a stir among everyone.

The entire Wei family army at the Duke of Shun's mansion rushed over, eager to get beaten up. Normally, they wouldn't even have a chance to fight Chi Yurongdi!
As Gu Fuju ate his meal, he watched the Wei family soldiers outside the window, who were as happy as if it were New Year's Day. He couldn't wait to grab his weapons and rush over.

They were quick, but someone was even faster.

Like a fleeting shadow.

No one knew how he made his move; it was dazzling to watch, and all that could be heard was the clanging sound of sharp weapons colliding.

Then, one by one, they were sent flying by Wei Zhao. They crashed heavily to the ground, raising clouds of dust.

Those Wei family soldiers stood up again.

"it is good!"

After saying that, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was very excited.

"General! I'm here again!"

Gu Fuju: ...

"..."

Fortunately, Wei Zhao doesn't hit women.

Otherwise, he felt that Yao Yao was in danger.

After all, Yaoyao is a girl, and she looks delicate and frail.

If Wei Zhao were to throw a punch, no one would know what would happen.

He didn't know that Wei Zhao was the one who got hammered.

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Yu Tingwan woke up just before dusk.

After a good cry and a good sleep, many of the suppressed emotions dissipated.

Aside from her eyes being a little red and swollen, she felt much better. Yu Tingwan rubbed her eyes and got out of bed.

As soon as there was a commotion, Tan Jiang pushed open the door and came in with a food box to serve.

She lit a tinderbox and lit the candles in the room.

"Is Madam hungry? The General just guessed that you would wake up soon and ordered the kitchen to make crab roe wontons."

Yu Tingwan: "Where is he?"

His voice was a little hoarse.

Before Tan Jiang could respond, Wei Zhao stepped inside from outside.

I took the bowl of wontons; the temperature was just right.

He sat down at the head of the bed to feed her.

Yu Tingwan opened her mouth and took a bite.

"how is the taste?"

Yu Tingwan was very hungry.

Wontons are delicious too.

It's too bland.

She frowned slightly, chewed and swallowed, but hadn't spoken yet.

Wei Zhao said gently, "Eat a few bites first to fill your stomach, then I'll take you out for some flatbread with hot and sour soup."

This kind of food is quite common in Zexian County. Sprinkled with Sichuan peppercorns, one bite will warm you up from head to toe.

However, food in the capital demands exquisite presentation, which even the chefs of wealthy and powerful families wouldn't know how to make. And even if they did, it probably wouldn't be authentic.

“I heard there’s an old woman from out of town selling it at the bridgehead on the west side of the city. The taste is pretty authentic. I was thinking of having someone buy some and deliver it to me, but it always tastes worse when it’s cold. Now that you’ve had enough sleep, why don’t you go over and try it? How does it compare to Hui Niang’s?”

Yu Tingwan perked up a bit.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes, fed her a few more bites of wontons, and then spoke: "He has too many lives on his hands, Father's, yours, and..."

In that brief pause, his voice trembled almost imperceptibly.

"I won't let him get away with this. I'll handle things outside."

We will never allow this tragedy to repeat itself.

Yu Tingwan: "Then what should I do?"

He looked her straight in the eye: "Give me time."

"After everything has settled down, we will use that person's blood to commemorate the dead."

His hand landed on her lower abdomen. It's hard to imagine how desperate and how much pain Yu Tingwan felt at that moment.

Wei Zhao: "And then..."

Yu Tingwan heard him bow his head slightly towards her, in a very devout manner.

"Let's wait for her to come together."

In the dim candlelight, Yu Tingwan leaned in and pressed her face against his.

"it is good."

The carriage had been prepared well in advance.

It was very low-key, with an ordinary appearance, and it didn't even have a sign that read "Shunguo Duke's Mansion".

But the carriage had everything.

They were some distance apart, but neither of them was in a hurry.

Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao sat facing each other.

She's not very good at playing chess.

But it's clear that Wei Zhao has been deliberately holding back.

Yu Tingwan picked up a white piece and placed it on Wei Zhao's black piece with a thud.

She looked up and asked tentatively.

"Can I eat you?"

You can't jump.

Those of the same level cannot eat each other.

But Wei Zhao said, "You really do understand immediately."

Who doesn't like to be praised? Yu Tingwan is no exception.

Wei Zhao: "No wonder your father-in-law always said you were quick-witted when you were young. There's a reason for that."

This is a phrase that Yu Tingwan often says.

Yu Tingwan nodded emphatically, maintaining her composure.

"Ah."

Wei Zhao: "If we play a few more rounds, I'm going to lose to you."

Yu Tingwan frowned.

Wanting to cheer her up, Wei Zhao's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

Yu Tingwan was very sincere. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she ate one of his pieces. He tilted his head and looked at her in confusion: "Can't I win this round against you?!"

She is very confident now.

"I'm quite confident."

Wei Zhao:......

This woman really dares to think.

As soon as the carriage came to a slow stop, Yu Tingwan lifted the curtain and smelled the enticing aroma of hot and sour soup.

She took a look.

The stall was very clean, and business was good; it was full.

Yu Tingwan was afraid that Wei Zhao would be recognized.

"I'll go downstairs to buy some and eat it in the car."

Wei Zhao then sent Rong Di.

When the freshly baked flatbread was handed to her, Yu Tingwan took a bite.

She took another sip of the soup. The restaurant was generous with the ingredients; it tasted great, appetizing and refreshing. She squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Wei Zhao: "Are you happy?"

Yu Tingwan was easily satisfied: "Mmm."

Wei Zhao: "Want to be even happier?"

Yu Tingwan nodded without hesitation.

She thought Wei Zhao was going to take her to buy some other food again.

Half an incense stick later, she sat on the roof of the Second Prince's residence.

She was not worried about getting Wei Zhao's clothes on her back, as they were placed underneath her.

Voices could be heard coming from below.

It was Ying Zhi's voice.

"Why is the Third Prince Liang so late? What urgent matter brings you here?"

Looking at Ying Zhi, Liang Rui felt that Ying Zhi, with his hair loose again under the light, seemed even more handsome.

"I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come and see you."

A very ambiguous and flippant statement.

"After all, this prince only knows you. I can't very well go to the fifth prince, can I?"

Ying Zhi didn't know that he liked men and thought there was nothing wrong with it, after all, he and Liang Rui had reached a cooperation agreement.

The next moment, his hand was grabbed by Liang Rui.

Liang Rui: "I just learned how to read palms, let me take a look at yours."

"Your hands are as soft as a young girl's."

Yu Tingwan: !!!

She didn't know what Ying Zhi's expression was like.

But she was shocked.

Wei Zhao held out a bowl to her: "Why aren't you eating?"

Yu Tingwan whispered, "You brought me here because..."

Wei Zhao said quietly, "It's good for eating."