The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 49 You... really want to consummate our marriage that badly?
The sky had darkened, and the afterglow of the sunset was about to fade.

As Yu Tingwan stepped out of the room, the clinking of glasses and the lively atmosphere outside continued. Aunt Wu kept praising the dishes for their beautiful presentation and even better taste.

When they saw her come out, no one was surprised. Who really expected Wei Shen to consummate the marriage?

Hui Niang was about to bring the food in when she smiled and waved to the girl, "You must be tired after a long day, come and eat."

Really.

She had been thinking they would consummate their marriage while they were inside, but none of that made her as excited as she was now for dinner.

The little girl's shallow dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth as she walked over and sat down.

Hui Niang pointed to the two people next to her and introduced them to her.

"This is your uncle, and this is your aunt."

Yu Tingwan called out softly, "Uncle, Aunt."

Zhao Yong, not being good with words, nodded hastily, while the woman beside him, Madam Yu, affectionately held Yu Tingwan's hand.

“A few days ago, your mother-in-law came back and said that Alang is getting married. The girl he has chosen is very beautiful and hard to find in the surrounding villages. I didn’t believe it at first.”

"She only praised you as the best daughter-in-law because she was pleased with you. But seeing you today, you really are beautiful."

Yu Tingwan was surprised.

This Yu woman is quite shrewd and worldly-wise.

In a few words, she first told her how much Hui Niang valued her, and then made sure to express that she herself agreed.

Yu Tingwan knew better than anyone that Madam Yu had no ill intentions.

Xiao Niang's death caused quite a stir.

The couple, Wei Shouzhong and his wife, were so overwhelmed by the shock that they fell seriously ill. Zhao Yong, unable to get help from the authorities, sought help everywhere. It was Yu who chased after Xiao Niang's husband's family, shouting and cursing until they were red in the face. In the end, she carried her niece's body back to help with the burial.

At the time, many people privately discussed how shrewish Yu was.

But Madam Yu could have stayed out of it, since Xiao Niang was just her niece.

Yu Tingwan felt at the time that Wang Shi was not even as good as one of Yu Shi's fingers.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone left.

Wei Shouzhong escorted his uncle back home.

After Hui Niang saw Li Lian and the others off, she returned to find Zhao Yong tidying up the table and Yu Shi preparing to wash the dishes.

Hui Niang: "Brother, sister-in-law. It's dark outside and snowing. It's not good to walk at night. Why don't you stay at home?"

Zhao Yong looked at Madam Yu.

The Yu family was in charge.

When Yu married into the Zhao family, Hui Niang was not yet married. Because her mother-in-law had passed away early and her father-in-law was in poor health, she took charge of the household as soon as she entered the family.

My sister-in-law is efficient and considerate.

She treated Hui Niang like her own younger sister.

"No, I'll help you pack. I'm worried about home... I still have to go back. Your brother and I can look after each other, how could anything happen to us?"

Hui Niang sighed and stopped trying to persuade her, stopping Yu Shi from working: "Then let's leave now. It will take an hour just to get there, and who knows if the snow will be heavier later."

Yu waved her hand: "It's not a big deal, it's just a little bit of skill."

Hui Niang couldn't persuade her otherwise, and was truly in a difficult position.

Someone chuckled.

Yu Tingwan said, "Aunt, just listen to Mother."

"Your mother is worried about you and your uncle."

"You love her, so at least let her love you back."

Yes, Yu Tingwan can speak to people in a human language and to ghosts in a ghost language.

Hearing these words made Madam Yu feel relieved, and her eyes showed even more satisfaction as she looked at Yu Tingwan.

After seeing them off, Hui Niang still wouldn't let Yu Tingwan do any work.

Yu Tingwan then went to the kitchen to boil water, not wanting Huiniang to suffer by washing dishes with cold water.

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After Yu Tingwan left, Wei Zhao fell asleep.

His consciousness was hazy, and he seemed to hear someone calling his name.

It's very chaotic.

Suddenly, it was the voice of Xiao Huaiyan, the heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong.

"The daughter of the Imperial Household Department official has feelings for you, and you didn't reciprocate. But when she stopped you on the street and winked at you, you first said she had an eye disease, then suspected she was a spy and had her taken away for interrogation?"

"Are you crazy?"

"Who would dare marry someone like you? If your sister-in-law ever touches you, you'll break her hand!"

He was wiping the Broken Cloud Spear in his hand, the weapon gleaming with a cold light, his dark, bottomless eyes cold and piercing.

[“I have official duties to attend to, yet she keeps haunting me. How can I be sure she doesn’t have ulterior motives? If she’s innocent, the Wei family army would never abuse their power and would release her on their own.”] Xiao Huaiyan didn’t believe it!

After this commotion, which girl would still throw herself at Wei Zhao? Wei Zhao's move was ruthless; he was clearly trying to eliminate any future trouble.

The sound was quickly replaced by something else.

"Fu Meng has been throwing a tantrum and refusing to eat these past few days since I haven't seen you."

Fu Meng was the tiger he raised.

He leaned over his desk, not even looking up.

"Last time it tore up the military treatise left behind by a great Confucian scholar of the previous dynasty; the day for its release hasn't come yet."

Yes, he made the tiger face the wall in repentance.

Wei Zhao: [“If you’re not eating, then you’re not hungry.”]

Soon, the voice in my ear became choked with sobs.

The other person ran over from outside, panting heavily.

[General.]

"News has come from the capital, saying... saying that the Duke is probably in bad shape."

His expression went blank for a moment, as if something was shattering.

Grief and fear spread throughout his body, and pain spread to his entire body, making it hard for him to breathe.

Just then, the creaking sound of the old gatehouse being pushed open seemed to come from afar, tearing away all illusions.

"Husband."

Yu Tingwan looked at the person on the bed, whose face was pale, covered in sweat, and whose body was trembling, and she knew something was wrong.

"Husband."

She quickly put down the basin and used the back of her hand to touch Wei Zhao's forehead.

It's not hot.

Perhaps it was because her hands were too warm.

Yu Tingwan leaned down and touched his forehead to hers. The moment their foreheads touched, Wei Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

His eyes were empty, yet they seemed to hold a sorrow that could overwhelm everything.

Yu Tingwan was so stunned that she forgot to leave.

She spoke very softly, as if afraid of frightening Wei Zhao.

"You didn't eat dinner, are you hungry? I'll make you some wontons. They're easy to digest and won't cause indigestion."

She spoke softly and gently.

"Was it a nightmare? You're all sweaty. You don't look well. Shall I wipe you down and change your clothes?"

Wei Zhao watched her lips move, but couldn't hear what she was saying.

He was slowly pulled back to reality. His eyes moved slightly as he looked at the person so close to him.

"Yu Tingwan".

This was the first time he had called her that.

"what?"

Wei Zhao murmured, "Are you so eager to consummate our marriage by getting so close?"

Yu Tingwan doesn't exist now!

Don't falsely accuse her!

Ke Yu Tingwan retorted, "Is that not allowed?"

Wei Zhao replied coldly, "No."

Yu Tingwan gave a regretful "oh".

She suddenly realized something, and the way she looked at Wei Zhao changed.

She had been so proactive before, how could Wei Zhao not have desire?

The answer is obvious.

He must have injured that spot when he fell down the mountain.

She deserves to die.

Every time she took the initiative, it hurt Wei Zhao.

She held Wei Zhao's hand: "It's okay, I don't mind."

Wei Zhao heard her solemn statement.

"We can be husband and wife by day, and sisters by night."

(End of this chapter)