The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 516 It's impossible to avoid getting wet at least once.
Yu Tingwan cautioned, "It's fine to talk about other people's family affairs, but don't interfere."

She remained as insightful and calm as ever: "You said it yourself, if it were you, you would have dealt with Rong Di directly. She didn't lift a finger, which shows she still couldn't bear to."

The prevailing social atmosphere is always more lenient towards men.

"You may have good intentions in trying to persuade her, but if she forgives Wang Gui and the couple gets back together, you'll not only get yourself into trouble, but you'll also be left with a lot of resentment."

Tan Jiang noted it down.

"I just felt she was really pitiful."

Yu Tingwan: "After all, she is from our household. When she is completely disheartened and makes up her mind not to live with Wang Gui anymore, our household can step forward and make Wang Gui return everything he has swallowed over the years."

The summer heat lingered, not dissipating even after the sun set, and she felt hot from the steam as she lifted her skirt.

"It's not shameful to rely on a woman to support your poor health."

That's really what she thought.

After all, Yu Tingwan still wanted to support Wei Zhao at the time.

She's frugal, but she's willing to spend money on him.

“But if a man uses this money to support a mistress, then he doesn’t know what’s good for him.”

Yu Tingwan continued walking forward.

"Your general..."

"The most ungrateful people are those who are determined to die and try every possible way to avoid taking their medicine."

Yu Tingwan lowered her eyes: "I had a headache at the time, but I couldn't do anything about him. I couldn't hit him, and he wouldn't listen when I scolded him."

Tan Jiang: ? ? ?

Is this something she can hear?
Tan Jiang eagerly awaited what Yu Tingwan would say next.

"and then?"

"Then?"

Yu Tingwan thought for a moment: "I tried to tell him in various ways that many people care about him and need him. As a new bride, I have a beautiful face but many people are watching me. The Wei family is just an ordinary family. If he leaves, we will probably have a hard time surviving."

When did Wei Zhao begin to change subtly?

Yu Tingwan couldn't really explain it either.

“One day I went out to find the village doctor. The mountain road was difficult to walk, and it was almost dark when I got home.”

"He stood at the door, and only after seeing me did he turn around and walk back into the house with uneven steps."

"When I caught up with him, I saw that the medicine in the bowl inside the room had gone cold, and I was about to get angry at him. But he glanced at me and drank it before I could even touch it."

Yu Tingwan: "Afterwards, he didn't say anything, and I didn't deliberately bring it up either."

but……

Yu Tingwan heard herself laughing.

"But I just know that he is conveying a message silently."

She finally made it up the last step and reached the attic.

"What?"

Yu Tingwan rarely had people mention these things.

I don't know why, but she surprisingly opened up today.

Even though Wei Zhao was delicate and frail at that time, she was still just as infuriating.

But he was willing to live.

Yu Tingwan's voice was very soft.

“He cares about me and will support me.”

Tan Jiang listened with great interest.

But for some reason, she suddenly felt that Yu Tingwan had talked too much. She must be thirsty.

She glanced at it.

There was nothing prepared; the stone table was empty.

"Madam, I'll go and fetch some tea."

Tan Jiang: "Would you like to have dinner here? It's very fitting."

Yu Tingwan paused for a moment: "Why did you say that?"

Tan Jiang looked bewildered: "Huh?"

Confused, she asked, "W-what's wrong?"

Nothing much.

Yu Tingwan vaguely understood.

After Tan Jiang left, Yu Tingwan sat on a stone bench and slowly untied a string of heavy rubies from her waist.

She also took off the bracelets on her wrists that were easily broken and piled them all on the stone table.

Having done all that, Yu Tingwan didn't do anything else.

As time goes by.

Yu Tingwan heard several exclamations coming from the lotus pond.

She got up naturally.

The attic had no walls around its edges, but was fitted with carved vermilion railings that allowed both ventilation and privacy.

She walked over, her fingertips resting on the lightly carved railing, and stood on tiptoe, leaning against the railing to look down.

The view here is indeed excellent; the pond surface glistens, and the lotus flowers vie for attention. But then, a small boat carrying lotus pods capsized in the depths of the pond.

However, there was no chaos below, as many servants on nearby boats who could swim went into the water to help.

Yu Tingwan felt the gentle breeze caressing her cheeks.

Everything is so normal.

"Creak" sound.

The sturdy-looking, yet dilapidated wood crackled in my palm.

Something is breaking.

Her body suddenly leaned forward uncontrollably, her skirt fluttering like a bird with broken wings, unable to stop her downward fall.

This feeling of falling is familiar.

She was thrown into the giant waves during the floods in Heze County, which is very similar to what happened to her.

In an instant, a number of fragmented images came to mind.

Yu Tingwan remained expressionless: ...

really.

She can't go on without falling into the water at least once.

"Young lady!"

The kitchen manager by the pool cried out in alarm.

"Someone is coming..."

But Yu Tingwan could no longer hear.

The river was raging, its turbid waves surging into the sky.

All I could hear was the sound of rushing water.

There were also a few sinister voices.

"What a pity, of all people could the Grand Tutor's own daughter have chosen? She had to marry Wei Zhao, who opposes the Emperor."

"The Grand Tutor has been searching for this hidden gem all these years. How can His Majesty tolerate her?"

"Go back and report to the Emperor. The man is dead, and his remains are not left behind."

The giant waves are roaring.

Yu Tingwan tried to struggle, but it hurt so much.

Blood kept gushing from her abdomen. She frantically tried to stop it, but her body kept tumbling in the rapids, sometimes crashing into the dusty tree trunks, sometimes hitting the jagged rocks... These were all accomplices, leaving bloody marks on her body.

The murky water poured into my mouth and nose, and every struggle only resulted in a more violent tearing.

Her strength was waning, and her consciousness was fading.

Wei's army finally caught up, their eyes bloodshot as they clashed with the shadowy figures carefully trained by the royal family.

Tan Jiang, who loved fighting the most, couldn't care less about the confrontation. She stared intently at the river, trying to find Yu Tingwan's figure.

She still remembered that this morning Yu Tingwan was stroking her lower abdomen, her eyes filled with endless sorrow and tenderness.

What's there to worry about?
There has been no news from the general for half a month.

They couldn't make the decision to contact the capital without authorization. If they were targeted by someone with ulterior motives, their whereabouts in Ze County might be exposed, causing unnecessary trouble.

Tan Jiang knew that the only thing they had to do was protect Yu Tingwan's safety.

Therefore, whenever Yu Tingwan asked, she could only shake her head and advise her not to worry.

Later, Yu Tingwan stopped asking.

She just said...

"I always felt this baby was a girl."

"Tan Jiang, from now on, you will be in charge of teaching her martial arts, okay?"

"A young lady should have some means of self-defense. Look at me, I can't do anything, and I still have to be surrounded and protected by you all every day."

But Tan Jiang couldn't find anything.

She only saw a familiar embroidered shoe left on the riverbank, and a pool of blood, washed away by the rain but still bright red.

Tan Jiang's legs went weak, and she staggered a few steps.

"lady!"

It was a heart-wrenching scream.

At that moment, Yu Tingwan finally fell into the pool, creating countless splashes.

At that moment, memories of her past life came rushing in, frantically drilling into her mind.

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Wei Zhaozi had been unusually uneasy ever since he was beaten by Yu Tingwan.

He simply dropped what he was doing and left the study. As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he saw a familiar corner of a garment disappear into the pond in the distance. His pupils contracted sharply, and his figure shot out of the air like a powerful arrow.

Can……

Wei Zhao did not go into the water to rescue the person.

Yu Tingwan, who couldn't swim, didn't give her a chance at all.

She had already floated gracefully on the surface of the water.

Safe and sound.

With hands pressed against her abdomen, she closed her eyes and accepted those memories, her posture serene.