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Now reading: Chapter 395 - 392: They’re All Traps, Which One Do You Want from The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!, a Historical novel by Wen Qing.

The commotion here fell on the ears of soone who didn’t know when they had appeared outside the window.

Yu Tingwan heard the entire process.

Through the small hole poked out by her finger, she could see the expressions of everyone in the room, as if they were mourning.

"Old Madam!"

Only to hear the servants exclaim in alarm.

Old Madam Cao couldn’t bear the shock and fainted completely.

In an instant, the hall turned into chaos.

"Go, quickly get the doctor."

The place was in turmoil.

By Yu Tingwan’s ear ca a faint sigh from Wei Zhao.

When he spoke normally, his voice was low and cold, with a sense of pressure and solemnity when dealing with serious matters, occasionally pretending to be weak with a slight sense of doom.

But clearly, now was different.

It exploded by Yu Tingwan’s ear, his breath brushing past her neck, adding a touch of seduction.

This was different from the hoarse allure he had at the final peak of passion at night.

But still, like a feather lightly scratching her heart, Yu Tingwan shrank her neck and raised her hand to rub her ear.

Her cheek was poked.

Wei Zhao looked at her, worried: "Why is your face so hot?"

She thought of sothing exciting.

But Yu Tingwan wouldn’t admit it.

"I..."

She wanted to say it was too hot.

But even she didn’t believe it when she said it.

Yu Tingwan searched for a reason.

None could cover it up.

"Maybe... I’m sick?"

Her tone carried uncertainty.

Her complexion was rosy, her body in perfect health, could Wei Zhao believe her lie?

The man fell into thought.

But his reaction displeased Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan: "Why don’t you speak, aren’t you worried?"

Wei Zhao had to comply with her wishes.

"Impressive, cursing yourself."

A death stare.

Wei Zhao corrected himself: "You’re not sick."

Yu Tingwan was confused: "Why doubt what I said?"

Couldn’t he give her a way out?

Wei Zhao continued to correct himself: "Then you are."

It didn’t feel right to listen to.

It was strange.

Yu Tingwan was puzzled: "Why does my husband say I’m sick?"

Wei Zhao chose to sigh between a cold laugh and reasoning with her: "Sigh."

Yu Tingwan suddenly felt a bit guilty.

Wei Zhao: "It’s all traps."

He asked: "Where do you want to jump?"

Knowing she was in the wrong, Yu Tingwan silently lowered her head.

But thinking of why Wei Zhao sighed the first ti.

Yu Tingwan’s lips pressed together, then again.

She felt very sad.

Yu Tingwan drooped her eyes, full of bitterness and resentnt: "Sigh."

The reason was nothing else.

The Wei Family Army had their eyes on the Cao Family’s treasury.

Originally thought that everyone in the Cao Family was crooked, seizing those gold and silver jewels was justifiable. But unexpectedly, there was a good bamboo shoot among the bad ones, and half of the fortune had to be given to the Shu Family’s daughter.

It wasn’t good to proceed.

But this trip couldn’t be fruitless.

Although the Cao Family wasn’t as deeply rooted as the Duke Shun Mansion, it was still a century-old family, with a ticulously planned layout, well-organized with intricacies.

Wei Zhao leisurely took Yu Tingwan around the garden, as if it was his own ho.

At first, Yu Tingwan was afraid of being caught by passing servants of the Cao Family, and looked around every few steps cautiously.

But soon...

If Wei Zhao wasn’t afraid, why should she be!

Understanding this point.

She walked with arrogance soon enough.

Yes, the couple really had no decorum.

Yu Tingwan clasped her hands behind her back, not forgetting to comnt.

"This pebble path is nice,"

"The fake mountain ahead isn’t big enough, there’s no waterfall."

Wei Zhao didn’t react.

She began to evaluate people again.

"That Elder Cao could be considered a gentleman."

That was a title others might compete for desperately, but he said he didn’t want it.

"No destruction, no construction, so no one can restrain him anymore."

Yu Tingwan: "It makes look up to him a little."

But had to admit, no matter the fortune, the retribution on the Cao Family and the harm to the Shu Family’s daughter couldn’t be undone.

The light was great, Wei Zhao, with already noble and exquisite looks, was adorned with an extra layer of shimring light.

Wei Zhao spoke in a faint tone.

"I’ve interacted with Imperial Censor Shu a few tis."

"He only has two daughters, the elder has long been married far away, leaving only this daughter by his side. For the sake of his younger daughter’s well-being, he must leave Shangjing, the place of trouble, to a place where no one knows them, to start anew. He might... resign."

Though it was the affairs of another family, Yu Tingwan still felt a tinge of pity.

"This way is also good."

Good for Shu Family’s daughter.

————

The days turned, and it was the day to go to Changdu Temple.

Yu Tingwan had prepared well.

She brought food, clothes, and Wei Zhao.

Originally planning to wait for warr weather to go to the stream in the countryside, but recently Yu Tingwan had frequently dread of her past life drowning events.

She didn’t rember anything else, but she rembered the pain of nearing death, the cold penetrating to the bone, the water wrapping around her body, pulling her into the abyss. Not a drop of air remained in her lungs, yet when she opened her mouth, cold water poured in over and over.

Every ti she woke, Yu Tingwan felt a bit dazed.

Perhaps it was to make her overco her fears. The matter of teaching her to swim, Wei Zhao advanced the schedule.

Shen Zhiyi was also ready.

She put on her ticulously crafted makeup.

Changed into a newly tailored outfit, the hem swayed gently as she moved, the belt around her waist outlining her slender figure.

The Shen Family’s carriage was parked outside the city gate, waiting for Yu Tingwan to et up.

Hearing the voices of people entering the city.

"Changdu Temple always had a thriving incense business, and now the foot of the mountain is crowded with people. They are all going because of that Daoist. I just t so out-of-towners asking for directions, saying they wanted to get a divination."

Soone asked: "Is that Daoist really that miraculous?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyi quickly pricked up her ears to listen.

"He’s miraculous, how could he not be? The Wang Family has a young wife who hadn’t conceived in eight years, praying to the ancestors, yesterday saw that Daoist, spent ten taels of silver to buy a charm."

The woman speaking saw many people looking over, urged her to continue, wasn’t in a hurry to enter the city, her eyebrows danced with pride.

"Well, after going ho, less than five days passed, diagnosed with a two-month pregnancy."

Soone in the crowd laughed: "She was already pregnant, what does it have to do with the Daoist."

The woman mysteriously said: "But it’s strange that the young wife had seen two doctors before seeing the Daoist. If they found she was pregnant, why go to the Daoist."

The crowd fell silent.

Shen Zhiyi just felt!

That Daoist was really skilled!!!

Even if her peach blossom luck doesn’t co, spending a little money for the Daoist to perform so rituals, maybe it would co.

She waited and waited, but it was Xiao Huaian she waited for.

She just thought it was a coincidence, Xiao Huaian ca over to her.

The man sat on the horse, feeling spirited, raised his chin at her.

"Sister-in-law was held up by sothing at the last minute, can’t go."

Shen Zhiyi slightly frowned.

Feeling regretful in her heart, but knowing that Yu Tingwan, as the new wife of the Wei Family, was busy and couldn’t break free, there was nothing to do.

Xiao Huaian: "Inmate."

"Heard sister-in-law said you want to get a fortune reading?"

Shen Zhiyi: "I told you, don’t call that."

Hearing the word inmate, she rembered the bitter days of imprisonnt.

Xiao Huaian understood.

"Zhiyi?"

Shen Zhiyi’s brow twitched.

Suddenly looked at him.

This term was only used by intimate people, coming from Xiao Huaian’s mouth, was clearly inappropriate.

Xiao Huaian’s Adam’s apple rolled, staring at her without a blink.

"Yiyi?"

Clearly, he had called this a thousand tis in his heart, but actually saying it was raw.

Shen Zhiyi: ???

She just wanted to ask if his brain was waterlogged.

Xiao Huaian: "That’s not good."

He was very shaless.

Seed troubled.

"After all, our connection isn’t deep enough to that extent."

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