The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 317 - 314: This Man Is Really Proper!

Duke Shun Mansion, Lan Garden.

In the washroom, the flickering candlelight cast a dim glow on the lady’s eyebrows and eyes, making her look as delicate and tender as lotus petals, with a gentle, soft charm.

Petals were scattered on the bathtub, though it was unclear what kind they were.

They were very fragrant and looked exceptionally pretty.

At this moment, she didn’t know they were very expensive.

Amidst the rising steam, the movements of her chest were partly concealed.

Yu Tingwan’s hair was pinned up to avoid getting wet. Her jade-like white arm rested on the edge of the bathtub. She looked quizzically at the elegantly dressed Wei Zhao not far away.

Yes.

After she brought him into the washroom, he wasn’t in a hurry to undress, as he really came to read letters to her.

Wei Zhao leaned leisurely against the screen, his left leg slightly bent, relaxed and at ease.

He barely looked at her.

This man was really proper!

First, he scanned through the letters quickly.

Wei Zhao summarized orally.

"The clothes you sent fit the Wei Family elders very well, though they felt they were expensive. The fabric felt especially smooth and soft, so they were afraid of wearing them out. Some pastries from the capital, they couldn’t finish them all and were afraid they’d spoil, so they shared them with everyone."

Yu Tingwan nodded, "Clothes are meant to be worn, if they wear out, just send more."

"The two went back to Xilin Village and moved Lady Xiao’s tombstone, setting it at the estate outside Ze County that you bought for them."

"They also set up a tombstone for Wei Shen there. Brother and sister always got along well, and now they have each other for company."

Yu Tingwan continued to nod, feeling a myriad of emotions, "That’s how it should be. Usually, father can’t stay idle and goes to the estate to plant vegetables. Mother goes there to deliver food, and they can even bring good food to leave in front of the graves. It... can be considered a family reunion."

"The elders said everything is fine at home and told us to take care of ourselves."

Wei Zhao flipped a page.

Then flipped another page.

All about daily life.

Then he flipped another page.

Raised his eyebrows.

The thick pile that followed was all from Old Master Sun.

Yu Tingwan was listening intently but suddenly didn’t hear Wei Zhao’s voice anymore, so she couldn’t help but look up.

Just as she was about to ask, she heard him say quietly.

"Rebellious student."

Yu Tingwan: ??

Wei Zhao pulled out five sheets of the letter.

"These are Old Master Sun scolding you."

Yu Tingwan: ??????

"Why scold me? Did I offend him?"

Wei Zhao pulled out another seven sheets.

"He wasn’t satisfied with the articles you left before you departed, so he specially analyzed and annotated them line by line, even made revisions for you. The old man felt that apart from your handwriting, there’s nothing else he could praise with his eyes open."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao drew out two more sheets.

"These are about advising you to temper your temper."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Seeing he had a final sheet in his hand.

"What’s that one then?"

Wei Zhao chuckled softly, "He sends his regards to me, advising me to accept fate and not argue with you."

Yu Tingwan: ???????

She pursed her lips.

"Got it."

Her tone was eerie, without a ripple, "My husband isn’t usually this kind and diligent. Insisting on opening my letters for me."

Yu Tingwan fiercely, "Is it funny?"

Wei Zhao slowly, "Funny."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids, "If you’ve got the nerve, come over and hit me."

Naked Yu Tingwan: ...

This might be a threat to other women.

But not to her.

She’s always had thick skin.

Yu Tingwan was about to stand up, but Wei Zhao moved.

He stepped closer.

The waist sash untied, falling.

Then the outer robe.

"Is the water cold?"

The bathtub was large, more than enough to accommodate two.

Yu Tingwan was annoyed. She didn’t want to bathe with Wei Zhao!

Then there was a splash.

Water spilled over.

Wei Zhao entered wearing a thin inner garment.

The wet inner garment clung to him, and it was unclear what material it was, but it was somewhat transparent.

He clamped onto Yu Tingwan’s waist.

The lady was very fair, fair enough to be dazzling, whiter than snow.

His fingertips caressed her back as if feeling a flawless piece of jade.

Wei Zhao: "I have to head out early tomorrow."

Yu Tingwan gently pushed him.

Why is he still being handsy?

Especially the way Wei Zhao looked at her, it was dark and deep, much like each time on the bed.

"To check on the Crown Prince’s private estates before his passing."

Yu Tingwan: ?

"Haven’t you already been to the Eastern Palace’s treasury?"

Wei Zhao: "The Eastern Palace is ultimately under the emperor’s nose; he couldn’t hide the unpresentable treasures offered by officials there."

A clever rabbit still has three burrows.

Yu Tingwan: ...

You are! Always! Plucking! From him!

Not even sparing his inheritance.

Wei Zhao: "Close the door tomorrow and let no guests in. If anyone wants to see me, hold them off."

His words were merely to give Yu Tingwan something to do.

No one could come into Lan Garden without his permission anyway.

Yu Tingwan: "Okay!"

Leave it to her!

"Is there anything else you need me to assist with?"

"Yes."

Wei Zhao: "It’s getting late, and soon it will likely dawn. Let’s hurry."

She was wearing nothing, which was convenient for him.

"You already know the gist of the letters, you can read the rest later."

Wei Zhao pressed her into his arms, "Didn’t they always say it hurts? I checked, being in water can alleviate it somewhat."

"Want to try?"

Yu Tingwan was stunned.

Something was being held back with great effort, probing as if chiseling open her.

Her figure was delicate and well-proportioned, softened by more than half, trying to pull back only to be held tighter by him.

She seemed... still a bit naive.

"Not here."

"Your undershirt."

Before Wei Zhao swallowed her soft moans, he murmured, "Seems it’s small again."

The bright moon was still outside.

Stars dotted the sky, promising a sunny day tomorrow.

The sound of water was unceasing, covering most of the floor. Mixed with the girl’s soft trembles, it produced a gentle melody.

Who knows how long it passed.

She pleaded for mercy several times.

Or maybe worried the water was getting cold.

Wei Zhao held her up.

She trembled even more.

Knowing she couldn’t take it.

Too much had been given.

————

Early the next day.

The servants cleaning Lan Garden began their chores.

Yu Tingwan was usually up early, but at this moment there was no movement from her room.

Nanny Ru, who served Ning Suxuan, came by but was stopped outside Lan Garden.

"Madam asked this old servant to invite the Heir’s wife over."

Tan Jiang: "But Madam hasn’t gotten up yet."

Nanny Ru was surprised, "Not up yet?"

A new bride waking up late, at her age, she could figure out what happened.

But it wasn’t really Nanny Ru being slow. After all, Wei Zhao was known to be in poor health and always in a wheelchair. What could he do?

Tan Jiang inquired, "Is there something urgent the mistress needs Madam for?"

Nanny Ru smiled.

"Yes indeed."

"The mistress found the mansion’s account books, wishing for the Heir’s wife to familiarize herself with them, as well as the shops, properties, and land deeds under the Duke Shun Mansion’s name. The Heir’s wife can’t be ignorant of all these."

At this time, the unknowing Yu Tingwan hadn’t even opened her eyes, feeling lazy. She reached out beside her, the pillow had turned cold.

She was about to get up but felt terribly sore.

Suddenly reminded of something, she fully woke up.

She rubbed her ear.

How late he had kept her up, she did not know, only remembering Wei Zhao biting heavily on her lip, his hands kneading her twitching leg.

"Be good. Don’t clench."

He said.

"Too tight, I can’t get out."