The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 248: You’ve Offended Me!

I don’t know how the events unfolded afterwards.

Maybe the mist made people dizzy.

Maybe it was because Wei Zhao’s low voice was somewhat seductive.

Yu Tingwan was always quite bold.

Confronted with Wei Zhao’s deep, bottomless eyes, she curiously reached out to touch them.

Through a layer of fabric.

Wei Zhao let out a muffled groan, his eyes changed, and he bit her lips fiercely.

A fire burned within him, hard to suppress. But he gradually became unsatisfied with just this. Fortunately, he still had a sliver of rationality.

Finally, he forcibly stopped himself.

Wei Zhao’s veins bulged under his skin, his nostrils filled with the girl’s fragrance, and he let out a heavy sigh.

He squeezed out a sentence.

"I deserve it."

Knowing full well that Yu Tingwan was no ordinary girl, yet still deliberately teasing her.

In the end, he was the one suffering.

Yu Tingwan: ???

Even though it’s true, how could he say that about himself?

She was just about to tell Wei Zhao to calm down.

But before she could remind him, Wei Zhao released her. With a gentle sigh, he got up and left her.

Yes.

He left.

He went to a set-up partition to change into clean clothes, steadied his breathing.

When he re-emerged, he was the same composed figure as usual, as if nothing had happened, softly saying, "I need to go out for a while."

Yu Tingwan blinked, not asking where he was going: "Oh."

Wei Zhao headed outside, without a hint of reluctance. But he left two sentences.

"Don’t be so forceful."

"If you break it, how will it be used?"

Yu Tingwan watched him leave, perplexed.

Clearly, it was Wei Zhao’s request.

And she had generously complied.

They say it’s women who are hard to figure out, but she thought she was quite easy-going. Instead, it was Wei Zhao who seemed demanding.

She looked at her fair, tender hands.

She had no experience. How was she supposed to know how much force to use?

It was rare to soak in a hot spring, and she intended to enjoy it fully. Yu Tingwan didn’t rush after him.

When she finally emerged, half an hour had passed. Her steps were light and buoyant.

Comfortable.

She had been worried she wouldn’t find her way back, but after a few steps, she saw a respectful maid waiting for her.

The maid hurried forward to greet her when she came out: "General Wei instructed me to guide you. Madam, would you like to return or take a stroll?"

There was nothing much to see.

The mansion had everything it was supposed to have. Rockery, stone-carved walls, painted corridors...

But...

Aside from these, there was nothing else.

Not even the roadside potted plants.

Long neglected, a thick layer of dust had settled on them, concealing their original splendor.

"Let’s go back."

Maid: "Of course, right this way."

The path was somewhat long, winding and twisting.

Yu Tingwan had thought she’d have to face a room with only a bed upon her return, but hadn’t expected the courtyard to be bustling with servants moving in and out.

She stepped forward and saw a man standing in the courtyard, wrapped up tightly.

His back looked rather gloomy.

The maid worried she wouldn’t recognize him: "Madam, that’s our master."

Perhaps hearing the noise, Ying Fuyan turned around, holding a new warming stone.

His eyes swept around, failing to see Wei Zhao, but spotted Yu Tingwan standing gracefully at the courtyard entrance.

His gaze froze.

Perhaps he couldn’t see clearly from the distance.

He walked over.

His pace was steady, not slow.

But all the servants knew that Ying Fuyan had trouble walking due to a past injury. General Jing Yuan had found and treated him.

Whenever he walked fast, it became obvious he limped.

Ying Fuyan stood before Yu Tingwan.

"You."

His eyes were locked onto Yu Tingwan, as if he could see a flower blooming on her.

This sort of gaze, Yu Tingwan had seen it on He Xuran before.

This Prince Ying, having left the Capital many years ago, probably had some childhood memories and recognized the Imperial Tutor’s Wife.

"You..."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Yes, I do resemble the nobles of Shangjing.

Ying Fuyan: "Isn’t that golden hairpin on sister-in-law’s head heavy?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

What nonsense.

Ying Fuyan noticed the surprise on the girl’s face, thinking she was startled by the term: "Did he not tell you?"

Perhaps it was cold, as he wasn’t standing straight. Having suffered for many years, how could he have the vigor typical of his age? He looked young, yet resembled an old, dwindling man.

"Back then, the two houses exchanged visits frequently. Every time General Jing Yuan returned home, I would stay at the Wei Family’s with my father for a few days. I called Duke Shun ’Uncle,’ so it wouldn’t be overstepping to have him call me ’older brother’."

Since Duke Shun’s passing, no guests have come here. Now that someone has, it feels a bit novel.

But Wei Zhao said little, and aside from essential matters, he was unwilling to say much else yesterday.

"Isn’t it dull being with him?"

Ying Fuyan added: "The Wei Family’s two uncles—one’s refined, the other’s lively. He’s... somewhat rigid."

Rigid?

The same person who uttered flirtatious words just recently!

The girl cautiously asked: "Is the prince here to find my husband?"

What prince?

The Prince Yan Mansion was long sealed off.

Ying Fuyan didn’t argue.

"Not exactly."

"Since your courtyard seemed empty, I had some furniture sent over." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He seemed genuinely pleased as he added: "Recently came across some money."

Chi Yu hadn’t moved so quickly, and the financial allocations hadn’t arrived yet.

It was probably from the silver notes he obtained from Wei Zhao yesterday.

Yu Tingwan looked at what the servants were moving.

They all seemed quite cheap.

But!

After experiencing having nothing, Yu Tingwan felt that Ying Fuyan was quite hospitable and generous!

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Ying Fuyan: "You’re welcome."

Ying Fuyan’s gaze fell on her again.

To be precise, it was on her waist.

No gems adorned there anymore, but a string of uniformly sized white jade beads.

Looking again at the jade bracelet on her wrist, clearly part of a set.

Ying Fuyan asked curiously: "Are these accessories expensive?"

"I don’t know, my husband prepared them all."

"He’s quite generous to you."

This was no exaggeration.

Yu Tingwan nodded, unsure what to say, so she just went along with it: "He packed several chests full, but I didn’t bring them all on this trip."

There were just too many.

"But, my husband said he’d get more later."

Ying Fuyan couldn’t take it any longer.

He was quite envious.

The warming stone he held lost its appeal.

Yesterday, he had asked for silver notes, a Jade Pendant, and even wanted the outer robe Wei Zhao had taken off inside.

It wasn’t really for warmth.

The robe had intricate gold-threaded patterns.

But Wei Zhao told him not to go too far.

Wei Zhao happened to come in from outside at this point.

As he entered the courtyard, he noticed Yu Tingwan and Ying Fuyan talking.

His brows lowered, and he walked over.

He overheard Ying Fuyan mumbling.

"Why am I born a man?"

Wei Zhao: ... Here he goes again.

Ying Fuyan: "Being Wei Zhao’s woman would be nice."

Yu Tingwan sensed something amiss.

"Your Highness... are you envious?"

"Is it that obvious?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

Your face might as well have the words ’replace me’ written on it.

Offending Wei...

Offending me!