The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

The blue turned dark.

From afar, the wedding procession could be seen approaching, accompanied by the continuous sounds of firecrackers and suona horns.

"coming!"

"Go quickly and inform the mistress that they have arrived."

All that could be heard were the joyful and hurried voices of the servants.

The matchmaker, her eyes gleaming, led Shen Zhiyi across the vermilion brazier, the pearl beads beneath her veil swaying gently.

"The bride steps over the fire basin, her days will be prosperous and thriving."

Shen Zhiyi couldn't see the road clearly, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the cloud-patterned auspicious boot tips peeking out from under the hem of her red wedding dress.

The fire in the brazier was burning exceptionally brightly, before the wedding attendant could even help lift the hem of the skirt.

Xiao Huaiyan, who was beside him, moved.

He helped lift her up a bit, and didn't forget to use his arm to loosely support her waist.

Shen Zhiyi was not used to this kind of touch and tensed up for a moment.

Xiao Huaiyan sensed it.

But he didn't let go; instead, he increased his strength, using a force that wouldn't hurt her, so that she could clearly feel his presence.

His hands were long and slender, with neatly trimmed nails.

Shen Zhiyi tilted her head slightly, just as the bridal veil was suddenly blown up by the wind, and she saw the smile on the other person's lips that had not yet faded.

"Shen Zhiyi".

Xiao Huaiyan: "What are you looking at?"

He started teasing again: "You haven't even taken off your veil yet, and you already want to see if the man you'll be buried with is handsome?"

Yu Tingwan's story is too complicated to explain in a few words.

She doesn't understand.

They're all still alive and well, so why are they starting to think about dying?
But standing beside her was Xiao Huaiyan's cousin, who was still young and was covering her lips with one hand.

"My cousin's heart must be pounding! This is just too tempting!"

Yu Tingwan seemed to be deep in thought.

"I said."

It was Ning Yunling's shouting.

He couldn't watch it anymore.

"Does it have to be so mushy?"

"We can close the door and watch for as long as we want without anyone laughing at us. Will this brazier ever collapse?"

Just as he was about to complain again, he saw Lu Shiying.

Ning Yunling didn't remember anything else and hurried over.

"Miss Lu."

The newlyweds were being ushered to the wedding ceremony when Lu Shiying was called back. She stood gracefully to one side, her figure as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze.

Upon seeing that it was Ning Yunling, she stepped forward to greet him, her voice soft and delicate: "Does Young Master Ning have something to discuss with me?"

"I heard you're looking for an ancient book."

Ning Yunling took it out.

There were no words on the cover, but he had seen it before; it was exactly the same as the one Lu Shiying had been holding!
"But this one?"

Lu Shiying searched for many years

She had read the book at home repeatedly, but half of its pages were missing. The one in Ning Yunling's hand, however, was exceptionally new, indicating that it had been treasured very well.

Her eyes lit up.

"Where did you get the young master?"

Of course he stole it from his cousin's library!
After being discovered, he was tied up by Wei's men and thrown into Wei Zhao's study.

Ning Yunling thought he was going to die; Wei Zhao cherished books the most. His aunt wouldn't plead for him, since his uncle had also cherished books when he was alive.

The only person he didn't cherish was his sister-in-law! Yet he didn't help her.

He even looked at Wei Zhao with great excitement.

"Husband, are you going to beat him up?"

But Wei Zhao unusually didn't touch him.

His thin lips moved slightly.

--"roll."

Ning Yunling rolled away, and fearlessly rolled away while still clutching the book.

The journey was smooth, and he was puzzled that no one stopped him, so he boldly turned back and forth.

I overheard this conversation.

"Madam, why isn't the General disciplining the young master? I find it rather strange."

My sister-in-law spoke in a low, somber tone.

"What else could it be?"

"He used to get scolded for causing trouble, but he's been much more well-behaved lately. Even when he steals books, it's to please girls. He wants to get married, so his husband is more or less pleased."

"If the lady knows the general won't make a move, why did she still scare the young master?"

Yu Tingwan is gentle and kind.

"Yunling looked so flustered, her legs were trembling, how funny."

What a despicable person.

Ning Yunling was about to tell Lu Shiying how unpleasant the process had been.

Seeing Lu Shiying's happy expression, he wanted to find a topic to talk about.

He also liked to put on a show of wealth even when he was not.

"This book is exceptionally good! I admire it."

"The insights gained from this cannot be explained in just a few words, but I have benefited greatly from it."

Lu Shiying was slightly taken aback.

Ning Yunling thought he had said something wrong. "Wh...what's wrong?"

Lu Shiying composed herself, but a smile bloomed on her face. She shook her head: "It's nothing."

That's good, Ning Yunling breathed a sigh of relief.

He also stated.

"We can discuss this together in the future."

"Let's learn and make progress together."

Yu Tingwan didn't go to the new house, but instead pushed Wei Zhao to take his seat.

She is hungry.

Once they were a distance away, Wei Zhao sat languidly and said, "I can't bear to look."

"Me too. If he weren't family, I would have laughed at him long ago."

God knows how hard she had to endure just now.

If you know how to steal books, why don't you just open them and take a look?

The young woman from the Lu family was frail and had always wanted to become a doctor. However, she was afraid to treat humans, so she focused on treating small animals.

Going back through the Lu family, their ancestors were also farmers. The old house in the countryside was renovated to be exceptionally presentable, and there were even servants to attend to them. The air was fresh, so Lu Shiying recuperated there.

What kind of animals do you encounter most often?
Besides chickens, ducks, and fish, there are only pigs.

The book is titled "Postpartum Recovery in Sows."

Yu Tingwan: "What does he worship when a sow gives birth?"

It's unbelievable.

"He also benefited greatly?"

"What, is he planning to have another one?"

Yu Tingwan looked at Wei Zhao with absurdity again.

Why does the library have this kind of book?

She had thought Wei Zhao was the kind of older cousin he should be. So generous, giving it away so readily.

Wei Zhao: "It wasn't there originally, but he's been looking for it."

Yu Tingwan: ...

The place with the most complete collection of books is the library of the Duke of Shunguo's mansion.

It's no wonder that Ning Yunling came over.

Wei Zhao said, "I also thoughtfully placed the book in the most conspicuous place."

Little did this fool know that he was increasingly convinced that this was a divine book.

They don't even bother to look at it, simply because they think that if they pick the right book, they'll win her heart. Even if they pick the wrong one, the book's high value will surely win her heart.

Yu Tingwan didn't want to laugh.

But she couldn't help it.

The girl's shoulders trembled.

"Young Madam Wei."

Someone is shouting.

It was the Seventh Princess, whom we hadn't seen for many days.

Unlike her previous arrogant demeanor, she now looked haggard, worried every day that Yu Tingwan would reveal that the child was hers.

What's even more infuriating is...

Her mother-in-law doted on the child, insisting that it was a gift from heaven and that since she couldn't find the child's biological parents, she would raise the child by her side.

If I had known this would happen, I should have strangled her at birth.

However, Ying Changqiao dared not lay a hand on Yu Tingwan.

She now feels that this woman is very strange.

They also care more about another point.

"Last time you said I had that... I was ill. I asked the imperial physicians to examine me, and they all said I was fine."

Yu Tingwan: "That's obvious."

She spoke softly and immediately said, "Their medical skills are not up to par."

"Otherwise, how could the Emperor's illness be so difficult to treat, to the point that my husband had to summon Elder Ge to the capital?"

Ying Changqiao could tell from her expression that she wasn't faking it.

He left in a daze.

So, she's still sick, right?
Watching her walk away, Yu Tingwan's face showed affection.

"He has a mental illness, which is difficult to treat."

Wei Zhao:......

Don't you realize how many people aren't fooled when you're lying?

The banquet was just ahead, and Yu Tingwan could already smell the rich aroma.

She licked her lips.

Even in this situation, they still haven't forgotten their mission.

"Husband."

Surrounded by officials talking, Gu Fuju, who had finally managed to escape and find his beloved daughter, affectionately took the hand of the man in the wheelchair.

Although the tone of the sweet words was dry.

But what he said made Gu Fuju feel terrible.

Yu Tingwan: "What's so good about burying dead bodies in one place? It's so crowded lying in a coffin. After a while, they'll rot and stink. It's better to cremate them into ashes."

You have me I have you.

She hesitated for a moment: "Stir it again with chopsticks."

Little brat, isn't this making you even more infatuated with me!
(End of this chapter)