The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 490 Look, the world is about to change.

The Duke of Shun's Mansion.

"No, your man sent Old Ge to the palace?"

Shen Zhiyi wore her hair in a woman's bun, a begonia-red brocade dress paired with a moon-white gauze half-sleeved top, and looked incredulous.

Why is he so concerned about that person?

Yu Tingwan ate a cherry, her eyes lowered: "You also think it's something to care about?"

"That's obvious!"

"Then His Majesty can also see it."

Yu Tingwan: "There is a difference between him ordering my husband to bring Elder Ge into the palace and my husband taking the initiative to invite people into the palace."

"Given my father-in-law's life, do you think he would dare to take the medicine prescribed by Old Ge?"

Understood.

Pre-emptive strike.

Shen Zhiyi gave a thumbs up.

Yu Tingwan: "That's not all."

"What else?"

Yu Tingwan: "Before entering the palace, he practiced at home for half an incense stick's time. He learned how to smash the medicine box on the ground in the most natural way without leaving a trace."

"The pills that Old Ge made by hand fell on the ground."

The pills were actually ineffective for Emperor Qian's condition.

However, if the imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Academy saw it, and after Ge Lao's detailed persuasion and analysis, they would find it useful.

Some of the ingredients for elixirs are hard to find.

It cannot be refined in a short period of time.

"I'd love to see if that person would pick it up like a dog and swallow it."

"Is this blatant malice?"

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "It was clearly an accidental fall. The person who kindly brought the medicine should be grateful, right?"

Back then, even though Wei Zhao never completely annihilated Liang Yue on the border, Emperor Ying Qian still had to tolerate it.

Shen Zhiyi: ...

That makes a lot of sense.

Yu Tingwan looked up at her: "What brings you here today?"

"What are you saying? Can't I come if there's nothing wrong?"

Shen Zhiyi: "I came to visit you out of kindness, how could you..."

Yu Tingwan was gentle yet direct: "If you need something from me, just say so."

From the moment he arrived, he seemed preoccupied and hesitant to speak.

How could she not see it?
Shen Zhiyi choked up.

"that……"

Her eyes were unfocused.

Looking around, there was no one there.

Shen Zhiyi coughed lightly.

"I have something to ask you."

"Actually, I should ask my mother about this, but she is an elder, and I can't bring myself to say it."

"Everyone says that an elder sister is like a mother. You know that my elder sister married far away. She only came back for three days when I got married, so I didn't have time to ask her for advice."

"After thinking it over and over, I thought of you."

Yu Tingwan didn't react much.

Shen Zhiyi: "You are also very knowledgeable."

Upon hearing this, the well-informed Yu Tingwan sat up straight.

She was very serious.

"That's the truth, and I can't be modest."

Yu Tingwan: "Just ask me whatever you want, don't be shy with me."

Shen Zhiyi really didn't hold back.

"I've been married for a while now, and I'm quite troubled."

Yu Tingwan nodded in understanding: "It takes time to get used to having another person around."

"That's not it."

Shen Zhiyi: "Xiao Huaiyan is asking for too much."

"I'm finding it a bit too much."

"I just want to ask other couples if this is the case for everyone."

Yu Tingwan: ...

You're really not being polite.

“How would I know about other couples? I'm not crawling under their beds.”

Shen Zhiyi: "And what about you?"

Shen Zhiyi: "Aren't you the best example?"

"To be honest, my legs tremble a little when I see him now."

"No wonder I heard someone say before that you shouldn't marry someone who practices martial arts. All that energy will end up in me."

Shen Zhiyi: "Why aren't you saying anything? How did you get through this?"

She now knows that Wei Zhao was faking illness.

Yu Tingwan was rough and spoke directly, but she rarely talked about matters of the bedroom with outsiders. She remained silent for a moment.

"You'll get used to it."

Shen Zhiyi: ...

What a perfect answer.

"lady."

Tan Jiang came in from outside, holding an invitation in her hand.

Yu Tingwan looked over.

"who?"

"It was sent by the Fifth Prince's Consort."

Shen Zhiyi: "She's planning to host a banquet at this crucial moment? Is she crazy?"

Yu Tingwan took it and read it quickly: "They're very smart."

"With such a big commotion outside, Ying Yin is in the eye of the storm. Even if he doesn't go, he still has to do something."

"What the disaster area needs most right now is food. How long can the money the court obtained from confiscating property last to buy food? Not to mention the need for post-disaster reconstruction and helping them recover their economy. The Fifth Prince's Consort probably took this opportunity to host a banquet for many noble ladies in order to organize fundraising. By contributing money and effort, she can also win back a good reputation and silence public criticism."

Yu Tingwan had previously received many invitations from various mansions, each one exquisite and luxurious.

Some are made of gold paper, with raised cloud and crane patterns on the gold-flecked paper.

Some are neither silk nor hemp, but are made from ice silkworm silk from southern Xinjiang.

But the one in my hand is unremarkable, simple and ordinary.

The Fifth Prince's wife is the most extravagant person. Now that the palace is cutting back on spending, she's following suit without hesitation.

It's so that no one can find fault with it.

She could have refused to attend the banquet previously hosted by the Fifth Prince's wife, but this time, under this pretext...

Yu Tingwan: "I have no choice but to go."

"I'm going to meet another bunch of cunning people, I actually..."

Shen Zhiyi was startled.

Are you about to go on a killing spree again?!
Under her expectant gaze, Yu Tingwan said, "I'm actually quite scared."

WTF?

Shen Zhiyi: ? ? ?

Yu Tingwan was lost in her own emotions: "I'm so fragile."

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Yu Tingwan: "It will shatter at the slightest touch."

Yu Tingwan: "What if we get tricked?"

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Yu Tingwan was really worried.

"I feel that I can't withstand even the slightest storm."

Shen Zhiyi could no longer contain herself: "Don't you know what kind of person you are?"

They're even more vicious than me!

Who would dare to mess with you!

Yu Tingwan glared at her, choosing not to argue.

Thunder rumbled outside.

She stood up and went to the window.

It was pitch black.

A flash of intense emotion crossed her face, but it vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving only calmness.

"I must have seen worse weather than this."

Tan Jiang replied, "I've seen it before. Back home, during the plum rain season, it always rains intermittently for about half a month. Just like in the capital, it's all thunder and no rain, so nothing bad will happen."

Yu Tingwan said, "I am not talking about going to the capital."

Shen Zhiyi waved her round fan: "Let me listen to your nonsense. How could you, who are here, have seen the devastation in the disaster area?"

Even if it wasn't a flood, Yu Tingwan wasn't even born during the famine years.

Yu Tingwan said in a very soft voice, "I have seen him before."

Shen Zhiyi also got up and stood beside her.

"Then tell me, how is it?"

Yu Tingwan fell silent.

Without blinking, she watched the crabapple trees in the flowerbed shake violently as the rain lashed them, their petals falling like tears of rouge. Yet a few, wet and drooping, were a poignant red, stubbornly clinging to the branches.

After a long pause, she pressed her delicate hand against her lower abdomen, where she had been stabbed in her past life, and whispered, "I haven't remembered everything yet."

Too little.

Her memory is still too limited.

She does have a chance to start over.

"It's just a pity that innocent people suffer."

"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. Beneath the golden steps of the royal family lies the blood and bones of countless people. The country and its people are a net woven by millions of subjects. When the silkworms are all spun out, the magnificent robes will turn to ashes."

She smiled.

"look."

"It's going to change."

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it should conclude next month!
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