The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 108: He Wants... to Be Truly Husband and Wife with Her

Chapter 108: Chapter 108: He Wants... to Be Truly Husband and Wife with Her

The next day.

The morning light slowly began its crescendo.

Yu Tingwan slept especially sweetly, though she felt a bit cold despite the thickness of the quilt.

The young lady just opened her eyes and sensed something amiss.

Why was her head buried in Wei Zhao’s neck?

The two were lying closely intertwined in an intimate position.

The coldness came from Wei Zhao’s body.

He wasn’t well. Even with such a thick quilt and their bodies tightly pressed together, it didn’t warm him up in the slightest.

Yu Tingwan mulled over this fact.

The surprise came so suddenly that she felt a bit dazed.

Usually, after waking up, Yu Tingwan would get out of bed and head to the kitchen to wait for breakfast.

But now, she didn’t want to.

Ignoring everything else, Yu Tingwan finally felt the authentic sense of being married.

Even though Wei Shen disapproved of them sharing a pillow, every morning she found herself dominantly encroaching upon his pillow more each day.

She initially felt a bit guilty, worried Wei Shen would notice.

But now his hand rested on her waist.

Although it was cold, being held by him felt very comforting.

The comfort wasn’t just from their physical closeness as a man and woman, but a profound sense of reassurance that’s hard to describe.

Yu Tingwan’s lips curved slightly.

As a child, she especially enjoyed being held by her mother, especially when she was sick and clingy.

This sense of security felt as if someone would hold up the sky if it collapsed, so she wouldn’t have to stumble around alone.

Even though the young lady knew, if something truly happened, she would have to protect the frail Wei Shen.

But at this moment, she was extraordinarily content.

How could she know that a mother and a husband are different?

Couples can do many things.

There can be ups and downs, wetness, and ardent collisions.

The young lady’s eyes sparkled.

She began to think about the future.

There was so much to add to the home.

Unfortunately, few in the county kept chickens in their courtyards.

The smell was strong, and the crowing in the morning could disturb the neighbors.

The courtyard was spacious and couldn’t just be left idle.

Some space should be set aside for the old ox.

Having endured hard times and poverty, she wanted to allocate a portion to grow vegetables so she wouldn’t need to buy them from the street later.

As she pondered, Yu Tingwan seemed to sense something and slowly lifted her eyes to meet Wei Zhao’s gaze.

"Husband."

"Hmm?"

This sound came from deep in the man’s throat, low and hoarse.

Wei Zhao had just woken up, his mind still foggy. He opened his eyes, then quickly closed them again, drowsy.

He pulled the young lady closer, found a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

Very fine.

Very soft.

The texture didn’t feel right.

No hair.

It wasn’t Fu Meng.

Wei Zhao’s eyes snapped open, fully awake.

Meeting a pair of bright and clear eyes.

She looked exquisite, fair and clean.

At least, Wei Zhao had never seen a girl more stunning than her.

But Wei Zhao didn’t know.

Was it her slender waist, even cloaked in an inner garment, exuding a smoothness like jade? Or were other women like this too?

So close, their gazes intertwined.

The tip of his nose was filled with her subtle fragrance.

Young bodies pressed closely, warmth and softness against his chest, Wei Zhao found it hard to remain calm, his breathing unknowingly becoming erratic.

As he was in a daze, Yu Tingwan innocently asked, "Can you hold me tighter?"

Wei Zhao: "No."

Yu Tingwan politely asked, "Can you tell me why?"

Wei Zhao released her, putting some distance between them.

He turned to face the wall, albeit with some difficulty.

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips, "I’m sorry."

Judging from Wei Zhao’s evasive demeanor, there was no way he had come to hold her of his own accord.

Yu Tingwan, very honestly, continued, "Sometimes I can’t help it."

"I try to restrain myself."

Yu Tingwan poked his back, expressing her helplessness, "But even when I’m asleep, my body is honest."

Speaking of which, the young lady didn’t forget to sum up.

"You... have quite the attraction on me."

Wei Zhao closed his eyes.

Even if he couldn’t see Yu Tingwan’s expression, he knew she spoke without blushing or skipping a beat, even her eyes were clear.

The girl was not versed in matters of love.

She had no idea how much of an impact that earlier scene would have on a sickly but otherwise healthy man.

What was ’an honest body’?

The girl said it casually and would soon forget it.

Only his body was truly honest.

The reaction... was intense.

Especially in the morning.

If he hadn’t turned away in time, the young lady might have noticed the change in his body.

Seeing him silent, carrying an aura of detachment, avoiding familiarity,

Yu Tingwan felt... puzzled.

"Wei Shen."

She: "You..."

Yu Tingwan, serious: "You cannot continue like this, you need to adapt."

"After all, the things I want to do to you will only increase."

Wei Zhao, in a muffled tone: "You can leave now."

Yu Tingwan: "That’s fine."

"You can put your hand in and touch, I don’t mind."

Wei Zhao... felt even worse.

At the beginning, when they first slept together, he only had thoughts of death, without the slightest hint of romance.

Over the years, many women had voluntarily offered themselves, but Wei Zhao remained unmoved, only feeling bothered.

His awareness had never been clearer than at this moment.

He wasn’t a saint, unable to achieve complete purity, or sever emotions and desires.

He never denied that his thoughts about Yu Tingwan were not purely innocent.

It was a man’s thoughts about a woman.

To be more precise,

it was an idea he would only have about her.

He was never one for indecision, nor did he wish to be the kind of jerk who took advantage of a lady.

Wei Zhao had a thought.

He wanted... to be real husband and wife with her.

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The post station, preparing to depart.

Fifth Prince Ying Yin hadn’t slept a wink the whole night, now showing dark circles at the corners of his eyes.

This time, many officials needed to stay behind; in addition to meticulous arrangements, he had to ensure the safe transport of the coffin to the Capital.

He glanced at his trusted aide standing behind him.

The aide understood, stepped forward, "During his lifetime, General Wei had Duke Shun and the ancestors of the Wei Family reburied at their ancestral home in Yiling."

"In his munificence, the Holy Emperor made an exception to grant him a prince’s burial."

"The shortest route back to the Capital doesn’t pass through Yiling. But our master, mindful of the general’s merits, intends to take a longer route, stopping at the Wei Family Ancestral Hall in Yiling for a day before heading back to the Capital."

Ying Yin had indeed tried to woo Wei Zhao.

If Wei Zhao had been willing to serve him, it would have been helping him like wings to a tiger. But Wei Zhao was inflexible, showing no intention of taking sides.

He knew of Wei Zhao’s status within the Wei Family Army.

Now that Wei Zhao was gone, Chi Yu was the most authoritative figure in the Wei Family Army. Ying Yin was willing to put in the effort.

Moreover, spreading this news would only enhance his reputation without incurring any negative consequences.

Chi Yu’s cold, hard face flashed with gratitude.

But whether he truly felt thankful, only he knew.

He was more aware than anyone of the importance the Wei Family attached to the ancestral home in Yiling.

The general returned annually to pay respects to the ancestors. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Once, he even took Chi Yu along.

After offering incense at the ancestral grave, the general asked Chi Yu.

"Do you know why I insisted on moving Father and Grandfather back to Yiling?"

Chi Yu: "I cannot comprehend, my lord."