The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 315 - 312: How Could I Bear to Refuse You?
This wretch really doesn’t know how to act appropriately.
She’s turned into a laughingstock in Shangjing!
The Ninth Princess, adopting a lofty demeanor, said, "Mr. He, that’s incorrect. Our Da Jin is full of talented people. One more doesn’t make a difference, and one less won’t be missed."
He Xuran: ...
Seriously?
Students from humble backgrounds struggle immensely to rise up without any support. How many out there are like Gu Fuju?
Even the capable children of officials are often feared by the Imperial Family. Instead, those without real skills thrive in the court through cunning.
This Ninth Princess acts as if the Crown Prince is still alive, thinking everyone must show her respect?
"Mr. He, are you opposing this princess?"
He Xuran: "Yang Weiweng earned his merits in the corruption case during the famine in Ze County. I arranged for him to take on some duties, with the emperor’s consent."
The Ninth Princess faltered slightly.
The case had already been investigated.
The officials involved all met their just ends.
The biggest ringleader, the Fifth Prince’s uncle, had even hanged himself.
The Eastern Palace benefited from this incident.
"The harem must not interfere in politics. Princess, your words and actions are overstepping."
He Yushi, always fair and impartial, bowed to her and said, "When I return to the Capital, I will report you to the emperor. I hope you restrain your arrogance and impatience."
Ninth Princess: ???
This news quickly reached Yu Tingwan’s ears.
The wheels rolled forward, heading towards Shangjing.
The sky was dim, and she wasn’t sure how late she’d return to the mansion.
Yu Tingwan felt a bit tired, nibbling on some snacks in the carriage.
"Report the Princess?"
Yu Tingwan was shocked, "He really reported her?"
Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids, "Why not?"
"When he gets strict, he even reports himself."
Yes, it had happened before.
Because of that, Emperor Ying increasingly felt that He Xuran was fair and suitable for his position.
Yu Tingwan: ???
When the carriage stopped at Duke Shun Mansion, the sky was as black as ink, with only a spread of the Milky Way overhead, the stars dotted the sky, making the moonlight appear even more bright.
"Has he ever reported you, husband?"
"Not before."
Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan, "Now, that’s hard to say."
Yu Tingwan: ...
Understood, she’s the source of trouble.
With the moon overhead, faint sounds of insects could be heard outside.
The curfew was lifted tonight, the city gates wide open. Carriages from each mansion were allowed to pass through.
The Grand Tutor Mansion’s carriage, after returning to the Capital, followed not too closely behind Duke Shun Mansion’s carriage.
Jiasan lifted the curtain. The lantern hanging in front of Duke Shun Mansion illuminated the road clearly, but it was too far to see the girl’s face clearly.
She could only see her taking an oil lamp from a maid and swaying as she ascended the steps, listening to Ning Suxuan speak.
"After a tiring day, you and your husband should rest early."
Yu Tingwan obediently replied, "Mm."
Ning Suxuan, worried, said, "The journey must have been rough. Gui Zhi’s face looks so pale. Should I get an Imperial Physician?"
Wei Zhao respectfully replied, "Mother, there’s no need to worry. I’m fine."
Ning Suxuan’s hand, gripping a thumb ring beneath her sleeve, tightened slightly, but her face revealed nothing.
Wanting to break the tension, but it seemed she and Wei Zhao had long settled into this way of interaction.
Her throat tightened, "As long as you know your limits."
The steward ran out to greet them, paying respects to everyone. He smiled at Yu Tingwan.
"Young Madam, earlier today at noon, someone from the Wei Family Army brought two pots here for you. They’re quite heavy, said they were sent for you. Oh, and there’s a letter too."
Yu Tingwan’s eyes lit up.
"It must have been sent by my parents."
"I just wrote to them not long ago, saying I wanted to eat the jerky and pickled radishes my mother makes."
Her eyes sparkled, and her lips curved upwards.
"I didn’t expect it to arrive so quickly. They must have hurried to make it after receiving my letter."
Wei Zhao withdrew his gaze from where the trail ended, leaving the carriage blending into the night.
He seemed not to have seen anything, nor did he remind Yu Tingwan that someone was there, only saying gently, "It shows how much they care for you."
Yu Tingwan: "That’s true."
She took the letter from the steward’s hand, glanced at it,
and walked lightly, even hopping on the last step.
"I haven’t had much hot food all day. Before leaving, I asked the kitchen to prepare some chicken soup wontons, with shrimp filling and three delicacies."
"With jerky and pickled radishes, it must be refreshing and appetizing. Once I get back, I’ll have some sent to mother-in-law, you must try it."
The girl had a sweet tongue.
She didn’t display the calm demeanor she had in front of Jiasan, her tone akin to the soft tunes of Jiangnan.
"Shunzi, push a little faster, husband isn’t well, he shouldn’t go hungry."
"But make sure to push steadily. If it jolts him, husband can tolerate it, but I’ll feel the pain."
Tan Jiang, bewildered, asked, "Young Madam, where are you unwell, what’s hurting you?"
Yu Tingwan dryly said, "His injury, my pain."
She felt a bit disgusted after saying it.
Tan Jiang was touched!
Ning Suxuan’s steps faltered heavily.
Words of concern for Wei Zhao were difficult for her to express straightforwardly.
How could Yu Tingwan speak such intimate words so effortlessly?
And with such composure.
Noticing her unusual behavior, Yu Tingwan blinked.
"Mother-in-law?"
She even shamelessly asked Ning Suxuan.
"How about it, am I virtuous enough?"
Watching them enter the mansion, the gates of the Wei Family slowly closed, Jiasan withdrew her hand from the curtain.
When Yu Tingwan shouted for her parents earlier, her joy was unmistakable.
Regrettably, it wasn’t for her.
The girl should be happy when she’s joyful.
The girl being treated well, she should be grateful.
But she couldn’t bring herself to smile.
Gu Fuju consoled, "It’s too late today, let’s not disturb her."
He instructed the driver to return to the mansion.
"The child is back, that’s a blessing."
"From now on, we’ll treat her well, as much as we can to make up for what she lacked all these years."
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Yu Tingwan returned to her room, pairing the refreshing pickled radish with the wontons.
She dared not eat too much, fearing indigestion.
Her senses satisfied, she felt reinvigorated.
She picked up her change of clothes, about to head to the washroom, and asked the man beside her, "Do you want to bathe first, or should I?"
Wei Zhao: "Aren’t you going to read the letter?"
Yu Tingwan, smiling, said, "It’s such a thick stack, I need to read it slowly."
"It’s my tutor’s handwriting, I recognized it right away. My parents must have asked him to help write it. I wonder how they’re doing now?"
Yu Tingwan: "After a long day, a bath is what’s needed to relax. Can’t read it then, if the paper gets wet, the ink will smudge, and that won’t be good."
Wei Zhao: "Then..."
He said softly, "Want me to read it to you?"
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips thoughtfully.
Affairs between husband and wife, she still wasn’t used to them.
It was comfortable, but too overwhelming.
But it was always on the bed.
The girl hadn’t been taken to discover new places.
Reading, it was just for bathing, yet they had been through more intimate things.
She was particularly bold.
She went to the wardrobe, picking out some clothes.
They were Wei Zhao’s.
Covering the light yellow undergarment she had just taken out.
The girl walked over confidently, looking up at him calmly.
With one hand free, she reached to untie the man’s waist sash, pulling him, leading him towards the washroom.
Yu Tingwan: "If you want to bathe together, there’s no need to be so reserved."
"How could I bear to refuse you?"
