The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 106: Who Are You, Really?

The evening was deep, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Inside the room, the light was dim, and Yu Tingwan was bathing behind a screen.

Her tightly furrowed brows had yet to relax.

Unlike usual, tonight she was exceptionally quiet.

So quiet that Wei Zhao felt somewhat uncomfortable.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyelids, half-leaning on the bed, drinking medicine slowly.

It was very bitter.

But his mind was elsewhere.

"Was there trouble at the post station?"

There was no response, only the lingering sound of water by his ears, nothing else.

Wei Zhao frowned again, wanting to ask more questions.

Yu Tingwan dried herself off, changed into clean clothes, walked around the screen without looking at Wei Zhao, and went to the table to pour a cup of warm water, drinking it slowly.

The atmosphere in the room had unknowingly turned strange and stagnant.

Only after drinking enough did she step back to the bedside.

"Show me the peace charm."

The girl reached out to him.

She was fair-skinned, charming, though the light was too dim, the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye still sparkled brightly.

Her hair was still wet, dripping water freely.

Soon, it dampened her chest, the outline of her undergarment faintly visible.

There was an unknowing allure and fragility about her.

The room was warm with enough charcoal burning, so it didn’t feel cold.

Wei Zhao’s gaze deepened.

"Dry your hair."

To prevent future headaches.

She sat at the bedside, leaned closer, and reached for Wei Zhao’s collar. With her fingers slightly hooked, she quickly drew out the red string holding the peace charm.

Wei Zhao didn’t stop her, watching expressionlessly: "A thief?"

Yu Tingwan gave no reply.

She couldn’t hide things, her conflicted expression turned serious.

"Husband, do you know the heir of Marquis Zhongyong?"

She asked directly, without any subtlety.

Wei Zhao: ???

He frowned.

Ever since Yu Tingwan returned, something was off, she was indifferent to him.

Was she thinking of Xiao Huaian?

Indeed, Xiao Huaian was a notorious playboy, sweet-talking, especially popular among girls in the capital.

Great, Xiao Huaian wants to rob the grave, and also... my corner.

Yu Tingwan: "Heir Xiao is a decent person."

Wei Zhao faintly: "Not necessarily."

Yu Tingwan continued on her own: "I sought him out, wanting to entrust him with something."

"What is it?"

"With your current frail health, you shouldn’t be exposed to the wind. I was thinking, if Heir Xiao could offer incense at General Wei’s grave on your behalf, it would be good."

She thought, Xiao Huaian would likely agree.

After all, she specifically mentioned Wei Shen’s identity and name.

But it was strange.

In her past life, Xiao Huaian paid so much attention to Wei Shen, yet earlier, upon hearing Wei Shen’s name, he showed no surprise or emotion.

As if...

As if Xiao Huaian didn’t know Wei Shen at all.

Yu Tingwan asked again: "Do you know Heir Xiao, husband?"

Deep into the night, her voice was soft and gentle.

"So much has happened recently, it’s truly confusing me."

"The blacksmith shop issue, their change of attitude, and the cheap hidden weapon."

"The matter of the new house."

"When buying the house, Wang Yazi’s attitude was also very unusual."

"Logically, many would want to buy this estate, and as a middleman, perhaps as others say, he wouldn’t rip off outsiders, but he makes a living from business. Logically, the more expensive the house sells, the more beneficial it is to him."

"As long as it’s not too excessive, as long as both the buyer and seller are satisfied, his reputation would naturally improve."

"Yet he was eager to sell."

She paused, adding.

"To put it carefully, he was eager to sell to me."

Yu Tingwan said: "Looking back, I didn’t think anything odd, but as I ponder it now, it does seem strange."

She glanced at Wei Zhao: "Today, when I was coming back from the Dong Family after buying groceries, I passed by the clinic."

The girl remembered Wei Zhao previously getting ointment for chilblains there, so she thought of buying those herbs to try making it herself.

"Husband, you’d probably be puzzled too. Over there, they said they didn’t have a doctor named Ge."

"Isn’t that ridiculous?"

One thing after another piled up...

Wei Shen said from the start, he wasn’t Wei Shen.

No one believed him.

Everyone thought he had damaged his mind.

But what if what he said was true?

Yu Tingwan looked at him fixedly, filled with emotion.

"Who are you, really!"

As she questioned, Yu Tingwan was fingering the peace charm.

Back then, Hui Niang identified him as Wei Shen through this item.

Afraid it might get lost or damaged, the peace charm was sewn into a small pocket, sealed tight.

The stitching was dense but unremarkable.

But everyone’s needlework is different, Hui Niang’s embroidery, Hui Niang would definitely not mistake it.

Her mind was heavy as her fingertips felt something uneven.

A small slit.

Yu Tingwan, agitated, tried to pick at it, even dug at it with her fingertip.

The slit widened, something from inside fell out.

Quickly, she caught it.

A rolled-up peace charm, what else could it be.

But truly, peace charms look common; the ones sought from temples are all the same.

But this one in her hand was different.

Yu Tingwan smoothed it out, and beneath the charm was a line of small characters.

— "May my child be safe and smooth."

Hui Niang did indeed mention that she asked a young monk at the temple to write something beneath the peace charm.

Yu Tingwan fell silent.

She was bewildered.

In contrast, Wei Zhao showed no sign of panic.

The truth about his identity would eventually come out.

He always handled matters steadily, if he truly wanted to hide it, he wouldn’t let Yu Tingwan find any loopholes or errors.

As long as he didn’t want to, Yu Tingwan would always be kept in the dark.

Wei Zhao’s Adam’s apple bobbed: "I admit.

"...I’m not him."

Yu Tingwan blinked, waved the peace charm at him.

"But you seem to be."

But all those reasonable speculations were overturned.

Yu Tingwan’s thoughts were chaotic.

At this critical juncture, she still couldn’t quite believe it.

Could it be... the blacksmith shop and new house situation, were due to her luck and heavens letting her benefit?

But how to explain Doctor Ge and Xiao Huaian?

Yu Tingwan looked at Wei Zhao: "This peace charm wasn’t something you stole, was it."

This didn’t sound pleasant.

Looking at the slit, Wei Zhao’s eyes flashed with many emotions, but Yu Tingwan only understood one, his reproach towards her.

He frowned deeply: "It’s mine."

Seeing his expression didn’t look fake, Yu Tingwan’s mind was even more muddled.

When Wei Zhao looked at the girl, his gaze deepened.

"My real name is Wei Zhao."

Yu Tingwan: ??

"Why are you still dreaming of being a general?"

That’s human nature.

When suspicion reaches a certain level, even when they hear the truth, they don’t believe it.

Wei Shen left early in those years, Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong couldn’t possibly mistake their own child.

As for those inexplicable matters...

She thought, her fragmented memories from a past life, if she couldn’t understand them, how could Wei Shen?

Wei Shen didn’t even seem as clever as her.

Besides, even if he wasn’t Wei Shen, so what?

It’s him who she bowed with in marriage.

It’s him who she sleeps with at night.

When she married into the Wei Family, she sought nothing more than a peaceful place to stay.

The Wei Family couldn’t be lineage-less.

The man’s health may be poor, but at least she wasn’t a widow.

So who he was didn’t matter as much.

Yu Tingwan thought

Sometimes, there’s no need to get to the bottom of everything; being blissfully ignorant is better.

Wei Zhao retrieved the peace charm from her hands.

He looked down at it.

Slightly wrinkled, a bit old.

One look and you could tell it had been kept for many years.