The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

"It can't be fake."

Ying Zhi presented the evidence of the crime.

Emperor Yingqian looked at Ying Yin and said, "You speak."

Ying Zhi: ...

He was really annoyed.

Why is Ying Yin being so sweet-talking?

To agree to minimize one's presence.

It was quite amusing.

They were all facing imminent disaster.

Those who have suffered injustice are ready to seek revenge and settle scores.

And this scheming father of his did not forget to intensify the open and covert struggles among the princes.

Ying Yin respectfully said, "We, the three brothers, Yang Changzheng, and the people sent by our father will thoroughly investigate this case together."

He didn't exaggerate; he simply stated the facts.

"Lord Yang has been unusually proactive in investigating cases these days."

Yang Chang was eager to make a name for himself.

"The evidence never passed through his hands before we obtained it. He was eager to know and offered to accompany the three of us."

Heaven knows Yang Changzheng had no ulterior motives.

But when the evidence points to him, these normal actions become abnormal.

Emperor Yingqian, his face grim, flipped through the evidence page by page.

"Lord Yang has rendered many meritorious services, but..."

Ying Yin paused slightly, glancing at Ying Cheng.

"There was indeed a motive."

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Yu Tingwan learned from Wei Zhao that the Imperial Guards had surrounded the residence of Minister Yang.

She sat on a cushion arranging flowers.

Wei Zhao dared not look any longer.

Fu Meng leaned closer, filled with admiration. Yu Tingwan's flowers were increasingly pleasing to its eye.

"Could Minister Yang recognize him?"

I'm afraid they'll cry foul.

Wei Zhao: "Just as the Imperial Guards passed by, Yang Jingshu happened to invite the evil sorcerer into the room."

Yu Tingwan: ...

What a filial daughter.

"That evil man helped Yang Jingshu because he owed a favor to the late Old Master Yang."

Wei Zhao said calmly, "He has no way to defend himself."

"The dog emperor can't stand betrayal the most. The entire Yang family will be executed in just a few days."

This one incident alone will only deepen his suspicions.

The sky in the capital has cleared up.

The imperial court took this matter seriously, sending people to various places to investigate, and issuing an edict requiring local officials to report the situation in their respective areas without delay.

However, information is subject to delays.

The closest ones can be replied to and reported on the same day.

The summons hasn't even reached the far-off places.

Although it's raining in the Jiangnan region, the situation is under control. However, water levels have risen severely in remote areas, and the rain shows no signs of stopping.

Yu Tingwan: "Over in Ze County..."

She's only just begun.

"It's all been arranged. All the people you care about have been moved to a safe place."

Yu Tingwan had complete confidence in his abilities.

Yu Tingwan has finished inserting it.

She cupped Wei Zhao's face in her hands.

"Husband."

Wei Zhao:......

Yu Tingwan: Why aren't you saying anything?

He uttered two words: "Afraid."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Do you think I'd eat you?

"My flowers..."

I only said three words.

Wei Zhao: "Beautiful... dead."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

"You paused."

Yu Tingwan had already accepted that she was truly clumsy: "Why did you lie to me, husband? Can't husband and wife be honest with each other?"

Wei Zhao said listlessly, "If I say it's ugly, will you be pleased?"

Yu Tingwan, who had just spoken frankly: ...

She set an example by herself.

"Whether I'm satisfied or not, I don't know, but you... it's hard to say."

Wei Zhao: "Oh."

Let me summarize.

"It's not good-looking, but if you say it's ugly, I'll be in trouble."

This is it.

Yu Tingwan nodded.

"Let's be reasonable."

"It's a bit difficult." Wei Zhao didn't want to make things difficult for her.

"Then give me a quick death."

He pulled her into his arms, hugged her from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, took her hand, pulled half of the flowers out of the vase, and then selected the rest to put back in.

For him, this was a waste of time.

But behind closed doors, they indulged in intimate moments together, and Wei Zhao was quite patient.

It also has a good aesthetic sense.

Yu Tingwan watched helplessly as he turned the rotten into the miraculous.

"Without pause."

His voice was right next to my ear.

Yu Tingwan was stunned, somewhat confused.

React quickly.

He said "good-looking" very quickly, which was his survival instinct.

After the pause, he said two words: "Dead."

Ok.

This man knows that whatever he says will lead to his death.

silence.

Yu Tingwan sighed, saying that it must have been tough for Wei Zhao to end up with her.

"How's the tunnel digging going?"

Wei Zhao didn't care about other people's affairs, let alone get involved.

But he was well aware of the efficiency of Wei's army.

"It should be dug up by now."

Yu Tingwan: "I wonder if Ying Fuyan will climb over there in the middle of the night."

"what."

She turned her head.

Wei Zhao: "He can't climb."

Yu Tingwan: ...

right.

"Then Yao Ru will definitely go and visit him."

Seeing how interested she was, Wei Zhao casually suggested, "Why don't you crawl under their beds?"

"This is not good."

Given Ying Fuyan's condition, Yu Tingwan didn't think he could do anything.

but.

Having experienced life and death, companionship is the most precious thing. As long as the people you care about are in front of you, it is the greatest blessing.

She said.

"I'd rather lie under Xiao Huaiyan's bed."

Wei Zhao:......

Are you still being picky?
Yu Tingwan: "Judging by the time, the two of them will be getting married soon."

"Given Shen Zhiyi's businesslike attitude, I wonder what they'll do on their wedding night."

"There are many arranged marriages where the couples never even meet before the wedding."

Yu Tingwan turned around and played with the jade pendant at his waist.

She understands very well.

You know that, right?

"Sometimes, the less familiar you are with something, the easier it is to do it, like just completing a task. It's something you have to do anyway, so it's a matter of whether you stick your neck out or not."

Wei Zhao didn't know.

But when Yu Tingwan first became attached to him, she was ready to die and occupy his bed.

Spread your hands out and close your eyes tightly.

--"bring it on!"

Yu Tingwan: "But the two of them know each other."

As far as Shen Zhiyi is concerned.

"I wouldn't say we're particularly close."

"They suddenly became husband and wife, and time was short. After bowing to heaven and earth, they lay on the same bed. There are many rules for weddings in the capital. A wedding handkerchief is placed on the wedding bed, and an old woman comes to collect it early the next morning. Shen Zhiyi is proud and does not want to show weakness, and Xiao Huaiyan does not seem to be the kind of person who would take things slowly."

Having finally managed to capture the wolf's den, how could they possibly let her go?

"The night is long and awkward, isn't it?"

As time went by, the Shen family, the Junior Supervisor of the Imperial Household Department, were decorated with lanterns and colorful banners, and red silk was hung high.

Shen Zhiyi's wedding dress was fiery red, with wide sleeves trimmed with gold thread that reached the ground, and pearl necklaces hanging down her forehead, highlighting her fair and radiant skin.

He summoned his personal maid.

"Go and see when the wedding procession will arrive."

Shen Zhiyi raised her chin towards Yu Tingwan, who was standing to the side.

It was a joyous occasion, and the smile on his face was impossible to hide.

"How about it? This wedding dress suits me well. It's made of cloud brocade, with gold thread as the weft and peacock feathers twisted into colorful silk threads as the warp. It can only be worn once as a wedding dress, which is really extravagant. Not to mention my two stepsisters, I'm afraid many female guests will be green with envy when they see it."

"this."

She then showed Yu Tingwan her earrings.

"Don't let its small size fool you, it's a family heirloom from the Xiao family."

She was so excited that she wanted to show something else.

"Who said you can only wear it once?"

Don't just focus on the happy moments.

Think about what might happen tonight.

Yu Tingwan reminded him in a low voice, "If you're willing, Xiao Huaiyan will make you his bride every night."

(End of this chapter)