Ning Yunling likes Lu Shiyin, but Lu Shiyin might marry He Xuran.
If Gu Wu enters the Lu Family, Lu Shiyin would have to call her sister-in-law, but she pairs well with He Xuran, who is her uncle.
The two are close in age, but He Xuran, being the elder, has been cleaning up her sses since childhood.
Yu Tingwan leaned back, flicking ink off her brush, the jade pen spinning slowly in her fingers, muttering: "So chaotic."
Wei Zhao: "What?"
Yu Tingwan’s eyes were clear, her small face as white as porcelain.
"Let ask you sothing."
"Hmm?"
Yu Tingwan: "If I were your junior, would you still want to be a couple with ?"
Wei Zhao looked up, recalling the previous topic and Yu Tingwan’s reaction, a strange look flashed in his eyes: "He Xuran probably wouldn’t do sothing like marrying his niece."
Yu Tingwan: ???
Being too clever isn’t necessarily a good thing.
"I’m asking about you."
Wei Zhao: "Then call Uncle, let hear it."
Yu Tingwan: ????
"Are you taking advantage of ?"
Wei Zhao slowly: "Haven’t I taken enough?"
He indicated: "You need to make feel like an elder. Only then can I accurately respond."
He sounded quite convincing.
But can he truly be without self-interest?
Yu Tingwan couldn’t say if He Xuran was decent in private, but Wei Zhao clearly wasn’t.
Yu Tingwan just wanted to curse him.
Wei Zhao: "Forget it."
Wei Zhao: "If I truly started feeling like it, I wouldn’t be able to lay a hand on you. Hard to get past that ntal barrier."
Wei Zhao chuckled to himself, leaving a remark before entering the washroom: "I still have a sense of morality."
Yu Tingwan: ...
But soon, Wei Zhao ca back out.
"What did Fu ng do?"
That made him stand in contemplation.
Facing the wall so earnestly, not daring to slack off.
Yu Tingwan: ...
Now you think of your dear son?
Yu Tingwan told the moralistic Wei Zhao.
"Peeped on soone bathing."
Wei Zhao: ???
Yu Tingwan put down the brush: "The victim ca crying to the door, I barely managed to send them away."
"Which family’s girl was it?"
Clearly, this wasn’t a trivial matter.
Wei Zhao gravely: "This matter... should not be publicized. Although Fu ng is a tiger, it could ruin the girl’s reputation and she must be scared half to death."
He already figured out how to deal with that beast.
ditation was obviously too lenient.
The girl’s face is thin, and if she can’t get past the shock...
Wei Zhao’s eyes were deep as he rubbed his temples.
Yu Tingwan: "You know her too."
She inford him.
"Qingya."
Wei Zhao, who was ready to apologize in person: ...
He squinted at Yu Tingwan, who was laughing so hard she was rocking back and forth: "Are you playing with ?"
Yu Tingwan said nothing, stood up, and went to the window.
She leaned out, first glancing at Fu ng.
Fu ng maintained the sa posture; its tiger eyes bright in the night.
It was clearly afraid of Yu Tingwan.
Staying very still, not daring to make a sound.
Yu Tingwan raised her hand to tug a bell, the crisp ringing filled the air.
The bell was used by Yu Tingwan to summon Fu ng and Qingya.
Yu Tingwan let Qingya fly in.
She leaned against the window.
"Listen for yourself."
Qingya landed steadily on the coffee table.
It felt too high, overshadowing its smallness, and quickly changed its location.
Qingya stood on the ground.
Not sure where it learned its posture.
Suddenly folding its wings, its black feathers fell like a curtain hiding its birdface, just a peek of its beak in the tiny gap between the feathers.
"Caw."
"Bullying !"
Qingya whimpered, like a shy woman crying into her sleeve: "When no one was ho, barged into the room like a bandit, kicked open the door to peep at !"
"That scoundrel, always planning to make his own."
Its little claw clenched as it draped dramatically to the ground.
Qingya struggled to crawl in Wei Zhao’s direction.
"Even rudely stripping , I can’t live anymore, nowhere to face the world."
Quivering, full of grievances.
Wei Zhao: ...
Qingya finally crawled to Wei Zhao’s feet.
Looking up with its tiny eyes.
"My body’s been sullied!"
Wei Zhao: ...
If he’d known, he wouldn’t have taught it so many words.
Yu Tingwan: "It’s so dramatic, what can I do?"
"Fu ng felt insulted and chased around the yard, genuinely wanting to beat it dead."
Yu Tingwan: "Oh, and accidentally stepped on my golden rocking chair breaking it."
"It didn’t just provoke Qingya."
She smiled, telling Wei Zhao: "It provoked ."
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The next day, Yu Tingwan saw off Ning Suxuan and Shen Jin.
The carriage was already at the Duke Shun Mansion entrance.
"Alright, no need to see us off."
Ning Suxuan: "Look after the mansion these next days."
She was clearly planning to stay at the villa outside the city for a few days.
Yu Tingwan: "I don’t know how you have any peace of mind."
"Fu ng can follow, but leaving such a delicate daughter-in-law at ho."
Ning Suxuan: ...
"Stop the patter with ."
Ning Suxuan: "Gui Zhi ntioned to this morning that in a few months, when not so busy, is ti for Old Grandpa Wei of the Wei Family in Yiling’s birthday."
"He’s grown old, got sick before thinking our branch ends with Gui Zhi getting hurt in the battlefield."
"Your father-in-law and your younger uncle’s passing left him dispirited."
"Even though Gui Zhi sends letters every other month. Yet he misses them, and if not for the juniors worrying he couldn’t withstand the journey, he would have co to Shangjing already."
"Yiling is the Wei Family’s base, you and your aunt ought to go, bow to him."
Ning Suxuan left a remark: "Yiling has good mountains and waters, you’ll find sothing to amuse yourself."
Watching the carriage ride away, Yu Tingwan waited for a while at the door.
Everyone ca early today, after they arrived, except Shen Zhiyi complaining a bit, they quickly busied themselves.
After sending them off, the sky darkened. Everything finished up.
The mont finally arrived, the so-called third day.
Wei Zhao stayed in, not going out again.
Yu Tingwan, upon waking, had breakfast.
She worked on maintaining a calm mindset.
Yu Tingwan: "I don’t know what will trigger the mory."
Wei Zhao: "It’s okay if you can’t recall."
Wei Zhao wasn’t really in favor of it initially.
After all... they were unpleasant mories, she used to wake up from nightmares crying, recalling more, how could she not be distressed?
Yet Yu Tingwan only asked one question.
—If you were , husband, would you want to know everything?
Yes.
They are earnest, unwilling to muddle along.
Also concerned about how the living fare after they pass.
Therefore, Wei Zhao had no reason to stop her.
After overeating, Yu Tingwan didn’t make Wei Zhao keep her company, sending him to the study, while she strolled around the courtyard for digestion.
Nothing happened, nor did she encounter anything.
Fu ng was taken, Qingya muzzled personally by Wei Zhao, the yard suddenly grew quiet.
Finishing the digestion, she returned ho to check so letters.
The morning passed quickly.
After having lunch.
Yu Tingwan went to see Tan Jiang and Rong Di sparring.
Nothing happened.
She t so managers coming for instructions.
Nothing happened.
Watching ti tick by, approaching dusk.
Yu Tingwan couldn’t sit still.
She kicked open Wei Zhao’s study door with a bang, declaring her calmness and politeness: "Feeling an itch, husband, best co let punch you a few tis."
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