The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 455 That idiot's money is so easy to swindle.
The streets were bustling, with vendors constantly shouting their wares.

Fu Meng was too big to fit into the carriage, so he slowly followed behind.

They're just not honest enough.

Passing by a shop selling dried meat, it went in for a stroll, and when it came out, its little pouch around its neck was full of food again.

There were stones on the ground that it found in its eyes, so it kicked them away without saying a word.

When a quarrel broke out, Fu Meng felt it was his duty to mediate. He somehow managed to get a hoe from somewhere and handed it to one of the people involved.

What's the point of arguing?

Let's fight!

Smash it on the head.

In Wei's army, there's nothing that fists can't solve!

Shunzi kept cursing while cleaning up the mess.

At this moment, Wei Zhao, who was resting with his eyes closed in the carriage, reacted.

He lightly tapped his knee with his fingers, the sandalwood thumb ring striking the subtle pattern of the brocade, one sound after another. It was as if measuring the time it took for light to penetrate the cracks in the stone.

Xiao Huaiyan glanced at Wei Zhao, then at Yu Tingwan, who was looking out from behind the curtain with a calm expression.

The atmosphere inside the car was strange, making him restless.

He tried to break the silence and find a topic to talk about.

"Baopu is currently still imprisoned in the palace. Apart from not being able to come and go freely, he is being fed and cared for. I heard that my sister-in-law wants to see him?"

When it came to serious matters, Yu Tingwan's attitude became serious.

"Yes, I need his help with something."

Please ask a Taoist priest for help?
Xiao Huaiyan, being very tactful, did not ask any further questions.

"I'm afraid it won't be easy to arrange in a short time."

Yu Tingwan: "It's alright, I'm not in a hurry."

That's good.

Xiao Huaiyan couldn't understand how Wei Zhao, that scoundrel, could possibly have a wife.

A dead pig isn't afraid of boiling water.

Even he knew that the longer you drag things out, the harder it is to coax a woman.

Although he was stepped on, at least Shen Zhiyi showed her anger on her face and was about to vent her frustration on him.

But what about Wei Zhao?

His sister-in-law didn't seem to be planning to punish him.

It's like... holding back something big.

Xiao Huaiyan continued to find topics: "He Xuran investigated Ying Fuyan's cause of death. You should know that the dog emperor had a backup plan. In the end, he couldn't find anything."

Useless effort.

Wei Zhao's fingertips hovered half an inch above his knee, not falling for a long time, as if waiting for something. He said calmly, "I saw the Grand Tutor early this morning. He will take action if necessary."

The carriage happened to be passing the corner of the intersection.

Everything seemed calm and peaceful.

Suddenly, the clanging of horseshoes rang out, and in the blink of an eye, a black steed with its mane flying wildly charged out.

Wei Zhao's hand fell down, and the knocking stopped abruptly.

Rong Di's arm muscles were bulging, so tight that the reins dug deep into his skin. He pulled hard on the reins, and the horse's forelegs flew into the air, its breath white as it neighed loudly.

"Uu——!"

A gust of wind knocked over a roadside vendor's basket, spilling fresh fruit all over the ground, eliciting gasps of surprise.

The carriage suddenly stopped, and Yu Tingwan lurched forward, but someone quickly pulled her back.

Yu Tingwan sat up straight and said gently, "Thank you."

Wei Zhao: "You're welcome."

Xiao Huaiyan: ? ? ?
Knowing you're a couple, people who didn't would think you were just sharing a ride.

So unfamiliar.

but……

Thinking back to Wei Zhao's previous reaction, it was as if he had anticipated this.

Xiao Huaiyan kept his doubts to himself and didn't continue watching the spectacle.

"I'll go down and take a look."

As he spoke, he had already left the carriage.

Over there, Wu Sui had already been subdued by a group of people.

Ying Yin's expression was not good as she straightened her disheveled clothes.

Jia's advisor was helped back.

"Are you okay?"

Don't think he doesn't know! This guy deliberately tampered with the horse, causing it to lose control. He was waiting for Wei Zhao right here!
Jia's advisors looked Ying Yin up and down, and watched as Ying Yin was thrown off his horse.

His trusted confidant rushed to his aid, and Ying Yin only suffered minor scratches on his hands.

Ying Yin wiped the blood with a handkerchief: "It's alright."

Jia, the advisor, tenderly took Ying Yin's hand. "How can it be alright?"

"You're so precious, you're bleeding!"

Ying Yin knew that he cared about her; after all, he had spent a lot of money on her, so she was quite pleased.

He straightened the wrinkles in his clothes and turned to instruct the servants training the horses.

"How can such a wild horse be sent to His Majesty! Take it away and train it properly!"

"Yes."

Xiao Huaiyan waved the fan he had casually grabbed from Shen Zhiyi. Leaning against the carriage, he made no move to go over and greet her.

I can't bear to look at it; Ying Fuyan is truly shameless.

Ying Yin helped the old man pick up the fruit that was scattered all over the ground, without minding the dirt at all.

"What should I do?"

The elderly man, seeing that he was dressed in fine clothes, dared not complain for fear of offending anyone, but many of the fruits were ruined.

He was so anxious he was about to cry.

"What should we do? These cherries are precious and don't keep for long. We finally managed to get a batch ripe, and I thought that the nobles in the capital love to try fresh cherries, so I specially picked them to sell for a good price and save money to pay for my grandson's tuition."

We've been rushing along this journey, traveling day and night.

"Old man, there's no need to panic."

Ying Yin directly handed over the silver notes.

“My wife loves to eat this, so I bought all of these baskets.”

As he spoke, he picked up a fruit, wiped it with a handkerchief, and tasted it.

tasty.

The condition is also quite good.

He gestured for the person behind him to take it: "Send it back to the mansion first."

The Fifth Princess Consort knew how to conduct herself.

They will definitely pick out the bad fruit that has been squeezed and send the best one to the palace.

Cherries are precious to ordinary people.

But in front of royalty, it was just ordinary.

But look at these plump, juicy fruits – this is a good harvest for the farmers throughout the year.

How can there be a good harvest? Naturally, it comes from favorable weather and people living in peace and contentment.

This makes it all the more significant.

Send some to my father, my mother, and the Empress Dowager.

It is also a sign of filial piety from the children.

The old man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his sorrow turning to joy.

"This... doesn't need that much."

"Consider the extra money as a way to calm your nerves."

Ying Yin's attitude was gentle: "I also want to apologize to you. Are you injured? I'll have someone accompany you to the clinic."

The old man, with a hunched back, shook his head immediately upon hearing this: "No, no."

Even if there were scratches, farmers wouldn't take it seriously.

"That's good."

Ying Yin then went to inquire of the others nearby, calming them down one by one and earning a good reputation. Only then did she smile and walk towards Xiao Huaiyan.

The old man watched him leave, then looked down at the silver note in his hand, feeling utterly unreal.

Not only has my grandson's tuition been covered, but this year's living expenses for the whole family are also enough.

He couldn't help but ask someone nearby, "Who is that young master?"

"From out of town? That's the Fifth Prince."

The old man exclaimed in astonishment, "Your...Your Highness!"

"What's the big deal? The Fifth Prince has always been approachable. Apart from his uncle embezzling disaster relief grain, which caused too many people to die in the famine, there's nothing else to criticize about him."

"Yes, he still has dragon energy on him. He was fearless of death before and rescued the emperor."

The crowd's praise for him was relentless.

Ying Yin seemed completely unaware as he approached the carriage of the Duke of Shun's residence and stopped.

With his left hand behind his back, his brocade robe adorned with dark silver cloud patterns exuded a powerful aura and an indescribable elegance.

Xiao Huaiyan: "Except for urgent military matters, official business, emergency rescue and disaster relief, and royal ceremonies, no one is allowed to ride horses at high speed in these streets and markets."

"I thought it was some blind beast, but how come it's the Fifth Prince's horse?"

Ying Yin's face turned cold.

Ying Fuyan, who was being helped over, exclaimed, "How dare you! Why is the young master so disrespectful to our Fifth Prince?"

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

When I last met Ying Fuyan, he spoke with great certainty.

"That idiot's money is so easy to be fooled."