The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 224: Hoist a Rock Only to Drop It on Your Own Foot

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Chapter 224: Chapter 224: Hoist a Rock Only to Drop It on Your Own Foot

Inside the room, the light was bright, outlining the teardrop mole at the corner of the girl’s eye vividly.

She paused for a moment.

"You..."

Wei Zhao: "Hmm?"

Yu Tingwan: "I feel a bit uneasy."

Rare indeed.

She would actually feel uneasy.

Wei Zhao furrowed his brow slightly: "Did something happen at home?"

"No, that’s not it."

Wei Zhao: ??

"Have I upset you again?"

Wei Zhao pondered for a moment, then spoke gently: "This outing was a sudden decision."

When Wei Zhao left, even the elder couple of the Wei Family didn’t know. They thought he was still lying in bed.

"If there’s a next time, I’ll leave a note."

Yu Tingwan didn’t care about this at all.

When she went out, she didn’t specifically inform Wei Zhao, did she?

There was no need.

Neither was she going out to do something disgraceful, nor was Wei Zhao seeking fun elsewhere.

"It’s not that."

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips: "It’s what you just said."

For a moment, Yu Tingwan was nearly deceived into thinking they were actually having a secret meeting.

Wei Zhao’s tone and demeanor were so natural.

This made her wonder about her own awkwardness in speaking sweet words.

"If you ever lie to me, spinning me around, I might not even notice."

Wei Zhao said lightly, "If you want to hear all my trivial matters, don’t sleep at night."

"Do you want to hear them?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

The girl looked down at the shoes on her feet.

She hesitated.

She wasn’t ready yet.

However...

It’s not that she can’t listen.

She unconsciously rubbed her sleeve.

In Wei Zhao’s eyes, this seemed like avoidance.

The night was deep.

There was an intense emotion in Wei Zhao’s eyes as he slowly closed them.

Forget it.

He feared scaring her.

After all, what he was doing was enough to shock the world.

Yu Tingwan waited and waited, only to hear:

"In a few days, there will be something lively to watch."

Yu Tingwan: ???

What nonsense.

Talk about your trivial matters.

She looked at Wei Zhao in confusion.

Wei Zhao had no idea what he had missed!

He pulled the girl up: "The Crown Prince’s condition worsened during the day, but the Military Doctor was delayed, and the team delivering the imperial decree was without news. The Emperor was angry and sent people galloping over again. They should be here in these few days."

Yu Tingwan understood.

After all, the Post Station had the Wei Family Army and Fu Meng to stir things up.

Wei Zhao: "Tomorrow I’ll accompany you to fold gold ingots; let’s rest."

"Do you know how?"

"No."

Wei Zhao: "But I can learn."

Yu Tingwan: "Oh."

"If my mother were here, she’d be satisfied with you."

Mrs. Yu liked people with a spark in their eyes.

"And what about the father-in-law?"

Yu Tingwan: "He..."

"He would think you’re pretending."

This wasn’t just Yu Tingwan making things up.

Yu Jingcheng was just that kind of person. Whenever a boy got close to Yu Tingwan, he thought they had ulterior motives.

He was very double-standard.

When Yaoyao shelled beans, he thought his daughter was sensible.

If a boy came to play with Yaoyao and helped shell them, he’d think it was astonishing, thinking they were just trying to ingratiate themselves.

When Yaoyao played with mud, he found everything she did adorable.

If a boy came to play with mud with her, he thought the boy didn’t like cleanliness.

Seeing the girl lie down, only then did Wei Zhao blow out the last lamp, engulfing the room in darkness.

He was about to embrace the girl in his arms.

But Yu Tingwan pressed a finger against his reaching arm.

"When are you leaving? Can you stay the night?"

Wei Zhao didn’t immediately catch on.

Yu Tingwan’s voice was gentle: "Since you’re here, and while your wife isn’t, it’d be a shame not to do something."

Wei Zhao, who couldn’t do anything: ...

Hoist by one’s own petard.

"Don’t say it."

Wei Zhao: "It’s hard to hear."

Yu Tingwan obediently listened.

She snuggled in Wei Zhao’s arms but couldn’t sleep.

She didn’t know how much time had passed.

She couldn’t hold back.

Suddenly, she said.

"What are you going to do?"

Wei Zhao’s intuition told him it wasn’t good.

Indeed.

"With one strict at home and me being tough outside, you might find it overwhelming."

"You don’t have much energy as it is."

"Don’t push yourself to exhaustion."

Yu Tingwan spoke without ulterior motives.

But in Wei Zhao’s ears...

He felt questioned again.

In the darkness, Wei Zhao felt dispirited and didn’t want to argue anymore.

"True enough."

"Should I divorce the one at home?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

What nonsense.

It was infuriating to hear!

Wei Zhao: "Seems like I can’t bear it."

Wei Zhao asked, "Then should I end things with you?"

Yu Tingwan hammered his chest.

Hearing that made her angry too.

Wei Zhao murmured: "Indeed hard to handle."

————

The next day, Zhao Yu went to the academy.

He was taken by Wei Shouzhong driving a cattle cart.

Mr. Zhao was waiting outside early in the morning.

To catch a ride on the cattle cart.

Liu Yan planned to rent another shop and was about to check out a few she fancied, ready to decide once the deal suited her.

When she saw the cattle cart, her eyes lit up.

"Uncle."

She greeted Wei Shouzhong.

Then Mr. Zhao.

"Mr. Zhao."

Lastly, she looked at Zhao Yu, who had his head down reading.

"Scholar Zhao."

Zhao Yu shrank and didn’t want to pay her any attention.

"Have you taken a liking to any girl?"

Zhao Yu didn’t speak.

"Then study hard."

Only then did Zhao Yu look up: "Hmm."

Liu Yan: "I will wait for you to come back."

Wait for what?

They had nothing to do with each other.

Her words were really awkward to hear.

Zhao Yu quickly looked away, ignoring her.

The cattle cart moved far away, with Liu Yan’s teasing and carefree laughter trailing behind.

Days passed one after another.

At dawn, just as the city gate opened, the commoners, holding their travel permits, entered the city in an orderly manner.

From afar came the urgent sound of hooves, growing louder as it approached.

The guard raised his eyes to look, and in no time, dust flew as the rider was almost upon them, not slowing down, clearly about to rush straight in.

The guard raised his saber and coldly shouted: "Stop!"

"Insolence!"

"We are sent by the Holy Emperor. Who dares to stop us? If we delay the Crown Prince’s condition, can you bear the responsibility?"

The roads in Ze County are not like those in the Capital; they are much narrower, yet they charged ahead recklessly.

The commoners fled in fear of being knocked over. Watching the group depart, they spat in lingering fear.

"Who are they? So arrogant!"

"Sanniang, are you okay? You’re pregnant; don’t let it affect the baby. Those bastards..."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. I heard they’re from Shangjing."

"So what? He Yushi is also from Shangjing. But he’s a good official. When I fell last time and couldn’t walk, it was his guard who carried me to the clinic and even paid for my medicine. Damn it, if Sanniang or her baby gets hurt, I’ll surely complain to He Yushi."

A stick of incense later, a group arrived at the Post Station.

Dozens of guards dismounted from their horses. The leader respectfully approached the carriage behind him.

"Mr. Tu, we’ve arrived."

Soon, he helped out a man with a soft and shadowed demeanor.

The man was dressed lavishly, but due to days of traveling, he looked a bit haggard.

"Sorry for the bumpy ride, Mr. Tu."

Mr. Tu was a favored person at the side, enjoying a luxurious life and had influence even among officials. He carefully held the imperial decree in his arms.