The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right! Chapter 249: Did I Offend Him?

The spring light is gentle, with the mountain behind, and the air is humid with mist wafting through the gaps in the trees.

The mountain breeze brushes against the cheeks, slightly cold.

Inside the house, everything is brand new, and what’s needed is all there. The servants have left, walking briskly and quietly.

Wei Zhao withdrew his gaze silently.

The servants here, including the maids, are skilled in martial arts.

This ti after going to Shangjing, the young lady needs to have people skilled in martial arts by her side, protecting her at all tis. The n in the Wei Family Army, after all, are inconvenient.

Ying Fuyan glanced over at this mont.

Narrowed his eyes.

The clothes Wei Zhao is wearing are clearly not what he wore yesterday.

"Sister-in-law."

Yu Tingwan: "Hmm?"

"They say brothers are like limbs and daughters are like clothes. Look at him, changing clothes quite often. It’s just the two of us here, who is he dressing for?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

She tried to analyze each word carefully.

Clearly, she understood everything, but it felt strange. Especially when Ying Fuyan spoke, his eyes were nearly glued to Wei Zhao.

"Of course, he’s dressing for to see."

Not for you.

The girl’s voice was as gentle as ever: "There are those outside who are sloppy, unkempt, and so who are flamboyantly overdressed, wearing more makeup than girls, loitering in unsavory places, making people uncomfortable when seen."

"My husband is neat, and he likes cleanliness. Even if he changes clothes three tis in the ti it takes an incense stick to burn, it’s nothing."

Ying Fuyan caught onto the main point.

Changing three tis in the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Ah, he’s definitely showing off to him!

Ying Fuyan looked at Wei Zhao and then at Yu Tingwan again.

Couldn’t help but sigh at how fast ti goes by.

In the blink of an eye, the baby boy he once watched sleep by the cradle has already started a family.

"You have a good relationship as a couple."

From the mont Wei Zhao ca in, he had noticed. His gaze had always been on Yu Tingwan.

It was warm, gentle.

When he turned to look at Ying Fuyan, all that was left was indifference.

If he had to pick out another point,

It was... disdain.

Ying Fuyan: ...

Yu Tingwan agreed: "Yes!"

Ying Fuyan: "He’s not particularly good-tempered; you don’t have to put up with everything. If you get bullied, as your brother, I can also help you teach him a lesson."

Although Yu Tingwan thought he was speaking big words,

it was a sentint she had to appreciate.

The young lady was straightforward: "Alright."

Ying Fuyan: "Actually, when you think about it, it’s not bad. He’s good-looking, and it can make you eat an extra few bites of rice."

Yu Tingwan was silent for a mont.

"Yes!"

Wei Zhao: ...

Unhappy again.

With the ti they spent talking, he had already stood beside Yu Tingwan.

"Why have you co, Princely Heir? Things about the furniture could be instructed to those below, recuperate in the house, why make the trip outside?"

Wei Zhao’s gaze dropped to his obviously weak legs.

"Do you think you can live a long life?"

Ying Fuyan: ...

His words were really harsh.

Who did he take after?

Uncle Wei was gentle and refined, Aunt Ning dignified and proper.

Ying Fuyan asked, "Did I offend you?"

Wei Zhao didn’t answer.

Yu Tingwan had good self-awareness.

She looked at the sky, it’s very blue. Then looked down at her embroidered shoes, kicking a pebble.

Pretending to be busy.

Then very softly.

"It was who offended him."

Wei Zhao tightened the cloak around the young lady: "The wind is cold outside, shall we go back inside?"

Yu Tingwan was about to nod.

"No!"

"She offended you, you take it out on , and you still worry about her getting cold?"

Ying Fuyan had endured countless grievances over these years.

After the family’s decline, those who used to cozy up to them changed their tune and avoided them, fearing involvent.

Emperor Qian wanted him dead, wanted the bloodline of the Prince Yan Mansion to be extinguished, but for the sake of a virtuous na, never acted.

The place of exile was the Lingnan area, teeming with poisonous insects and miasma.

Many alive, many more dead. They were all court criminals, with no one to collect the corpses after death.

They had to cultivate barren land and break rocks to build city walls, all hard labor, working from dawn to dusk.

Other prisoners, seeing him so young, robbed him of food; starvation aside, they vented their anger on him, beating him with sticks and canes until he was covered in bruises before stopping.

Of course.

These malicious people resented the court; the once lofty Princely Heir of Yan had beco a prisoner, who wouldn’t want to step on him to vent?

The officials didn’t care, as long as Ying Fuyan stayed alive.

Ying Fuyan endured it all.

High branches are easy to break, wealth and honor are but a dream.

He had to live.

No matter how humiliating, he had to live.

Once dead, all hope is gone, but while alive, there’s hope.

But now, he felt very stifled.

He thought Wei Zhao was inexplicable!!!

Not daring to scold the wife, so he scolds him?

Though... it made so sense.

Ying Fuyan raised his hand: "One hundred taels."

"Otherwise, this matters can’t be resolved."

He was really hungry for money.

Since Ying Fuyan had co out, he wasn’t in a hurry to return.

"I’ll have lunch at your place today."

Wei Zhao: "Not convenient."

Ying Fuyan: ???

Wei Zhao: "We’re about to leave."

Ying Fuyan: ????

Yu Tingwan paused slightly.

That fast.

With Wei Zhao’s words, Shunzi ca in from outside with big steps.

"General, the horse is ready."

Wei Zhao nodded, glanced at Yu Tingwan.

The young lady understood, knowing he had sothing to say to Ying Fuyan.

"I’ll go in to pack my things."

Watching her leave, Ying Fuyan held the hand warr: "Why so hurried, thought you’d stay a few days, planning to head straight back to Shangjing?"

Wei Zhao calmly: "It’s a private matter."

Ying Fuyan thought it must be sothing important, so he didn’t ask further.

"Aren’t you going by carriage? Ladies are delicate; if you bring her along, take care of her."

Certainly, the wind was cold, and a lady’s delicate skin could rub raw from prolonged horseback riding.

Wei Zhao was aware of that.

Spoke about business.

"I’ll have soone send you the Heavenly Snow Lotus and Thousand-Year Lingzhi."

These are nourishing and have no harm to Ying Fuyan.

Ying Fuyan was surprised to hear this.

Not to ntion the price. The Heavenly Snow Lotus is found only in the Western Regions, and only a few grow each year. A hundred-year Lingzhi is attainable; a thousand-year is rare.

"You have them in your hands?"

Wei Zhao: "No."

Ying Fuyan: ...

Wei Zhao glanced at him: "I know who does."

"Who?"

"The Crown Prince."

"In that battle where I faked death, the barbarians were defeated and sued for peace, offering lands along with many priceless treasures, including those two dicinals."

"The Emperor gladly accepted and imdiately gave them to the ailing Crown Prince. They’ve always been kept in the Eastern Palace’s private treasury."

The dics did not dare to use them, as the Royal Family was waiting for Elder Ge to co and use them to their fullest value.

Ying Fuyan pondered for a mont: "The Eastern Palace is unlikely to give them."

"They won’t."

Wei Zhao spoke lightly: "And I find it troubleso as well."

"Just steal them directly."

Now that he’s in good health, sneaking into the Imperial Palace unnoticed isn’t difficult.

Ying Fuyan: ???

Are you a bandit!!!

He couldn’t even believe these words ca from Wei Zhao’s mouth.

He looked quite refined!