The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 245: I Have Never Doubted You

The air momentarily stagnated.

Wei Zhao’s eyelid twitched.

It was something Yu Tingwan would say.

The allure was gone, and he chuckled lowly.

The weariness from discussing strategies with Ying Fuyan since last night dissipated somewhat.

During the march, not sleeping for three days was commonplace. It was nothing to him.

"Wait for me."

These words were directed at Yu Tingwan.

"Oh."

Wei Zhao entered the room and searched for clothes.

When he came out, he also brought a pair of clean embroidered shoes for the lady.

Seeing her puzzled expression, Wei Zhao gently explained, "The hot spring ground is slippery and easy to soak the shoes."

Understood, shoes also need to be brought as a precaution.

He took the lady’s clothes into his arms.

Yu Tingwan didn’t think much of it.

Apart from feigning weakness, Wei Zhao usually took care of things himself and would conveniently take care of Yu Tingwan’s as well.

The maid leading the way was slightly surprised. However, she lowered her gaze and quietly withdrew after preparing some food for them.

The hot spring was large, a flowing spring, enveloped in mist as they entered, not exposed outdoors.

Yu Tingwan bent down and touched the spring water with her hand.

It was hot.

Yu Tingwan ran to the somewhat worn stone table with a pitter-patter.

There were two plates of pastries on it; she picked a piece and took a bite.

Hmm.

Not tasty.

Yu Tingwan was never picky, but her tongue had become accustomed to the delicacies provided by Hui Niang and Wei Zhao. Nevertheless, she cherished food and finished the piece with a blank expression.

The girl picked up two eggs, gently placed them into a small bamboo basket nearby, and cooked them in the hot spring.

As she did this, she could always feel a gaze following her.

Yu Tingwan looked up and met Wei Zhao’s gaze.

How could Yu Tingwan not understand him!

"I cooked the eggs for you; later, we can have one each."

Yu Tingwan cleared her throat: "If there’s food for me, there’s food for you."

"I can’t leave you out."

Wei Zhao: ...

Did he come here just for the eggs?

It was warm here.

Kicking off her shoes, she took off her soft linen socks and didn’t feel cold stepping on the bluestone slab.

Yu Tingwan’s fingers fell on the delicate clasps.

She moved quickly.

One, two...

Not right.

Yu Tingwan frowned and looked at Wei Zhao: "Why are you still looking at me?"

Wei Zhao was not embarrassed at being caught, his expression unchanged, and said meaningfully: "I’m a man."

"I know."

Yu Tingwan frowned, not understanding why he was suddenly emphasizing that.

"I never doubted you."

Wei Zhao: ...

No, you’re quite doubting right now.

Yu Tingwan showed no shyness nor did she feel any danger from Wei Zhao’s presence. She only stopped undressing when she was down to her inner clothes and trousers.

She was very satisfied.

But when she turned to see Wei Zhao still dressed neatly, his clothes without a single crease.

He didn’t look like he was here to soak in the hot spring at all!

Yu Tingwan frowned, "Why don’t you take off your outer garment? Does your husband plan to get in like this?"

Though it was past the time for thick cotton garments, the outer garment she wore these days wasn’t thin.

If it got waterlogged, it would be difficult to move, how clumsy that would be.

She was considerate: "Need help?"

Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow, tone light: "Sure."

Just a small favor.

Besides, Yu Tingwan was a virtuous wife.

She didn’t find it troublesome at all.

She had undressed Wei Zhao many times before and had become skilled at it.

The girl moved closer, ready to wrap her arms around his waist to undo his belt.

Wei Zhao: "Wait."

Yu Tingwan: ???

Wei Zhao thought of something: "I need to step out."

If not for his calm steps, Yu Tingwan would have suspected Wei Zhao was about to slip away.

Wei Zhao summoned Chi Yu, who was a hundred meters away.

From the hole to Ying Fuyan’s place, there were many Hidden Guards in the shadows.

Near the room where the girl slept last night, as well as here, there were none, indicating that Ying Fuyan’s conduct was still thorough.

Wei Zhao’s voice wasn’t deliberately lowered, and there was nothing that Yu Tingwan couldn’t hear.

Wei Zhao: "You’ve been away from Shangjing for quite some time."

Chi Yu respectfully: "General, things have been arranged before I left."

He was the deputy general of the Wei Family Army. The General had just been ’buried,’ and if he disappeared soon after, it would arouse suspicion.

No one in Shangjing knew he left. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Wei Zhao calmly said: "Return early."

He handed over the slip of paper.

"Contact the accounting office to release funds. You need to go personally; the subsequent matters can be handled by trusted associates of Prince Ying."

Chi Yu agreed, but when he saw the amount on the paper, his face turned bad.

Why so much!!!

No wonder he needed to make the trip himself.

After all, apart from the usual expenses of the Wei Family Army, it’s not easy to quickly mobilize a large sum of ready cash.

He took a deep breath: "Yes."

Chi Yu asked, "Does the General truly intend to ally with Prince Yan?"

It’s still worth careful consideration.

Wei Zhao didn’t hide it: "I want to support him to the throne."

Chi Yu was stunned.

Before coming, the General had no such intention.

But whatever the General did, he had his reasons.

Wei Zhao knew well the horrors involved in usurpation, the entanglements were terrifying, and even a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin.

He acted prudently, seeking out Ying Fuyan because Prince Yan bore the surname Ying.

King Yan was the late Emperor’s most beloved son.

Yet when the late Emperor was gravely ill, he appointed the Third Prince, now Emperor Qian, as heir.

Over the years, he had been investigating for any oddities.

Unfortunately, there were none.

The will was genuine.

It hadn’t been tampered with.

But if Ying Fuyan were to declare in front of the court that the will was falsified, Emperor Qian’s ambitions afraid of being exposed, leading to harm against King Yan as a preventive measure.

Under some manipulation, sometimes the truth can become false, can’t it?

He initially thought of other paths to plan slowly.

Until he met Ying Fuyan.

Wei Zhao: "Meeting him last night, seeing his complexion, I realized he’s gravely ill. Shortly after sitting, I took his pulse."

He looked at the desolate courtyard.

"At most six years to live."

In the early years, Ying Fuyan suffered immensely in exile, his body already frail.

As the members of Prince Yan Mansion passed away successively, could Ying Fuyan really be alive because Emperor Qian showed mercy, not wiping them all out?

Ying Fuyan especially feared the cold.

If Wei Zhao wasn’t mistaken, his uncle chose this place to hide him, partly for its seclusion and partly for its hot spring.

Right behind the house where Ying Fuyan resided, there was a hot spring.

His father had encouraged him to practice martial arts those years to strengthen his body.

But...

Who knows what happened afterward.

Wei Zhao: "He was poisoned before, his pulse was once severed."

Even with doctors sought.

The root of the illness remained.

Yesterday, when pouring tea, his hand trembled slightly.

On the surface, he looked normal, but both his body and spirit were pushed to a critical point.

King Yan did nothing but still met his fate?

The ancestors of the Wei Family supported successive emperors, and what did it yield?

The Wei Family was full of loyal and brave individuals, yet an emperor wanting someone dead could do so as easily as squashing an ant.

When Duke Shun passed away, Wei Zhao noticed something amiss. The seasoned officials at court were as perceptive as foxes, and didn’t they have any doubts?

Wei Zhao knew early on how crucial it was to wield power.

Even being in a position just below one person and above thousands, if the sovereign commanded death, the minister would still have to die.