The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 172: Yeah, It Affected Me

Shangjing.

As twilight descended, the distant sound of night watchmen beating their clappers could faintly be heard from the streets.

The palace was solemn, and the Crown Prince was gravely ill, having coughed up blood.

The servants attending the Eastern Palace were trembling with fear, cautiously serving, terrified of making a mistake, which could cost them their heads.

All the Imperial Physicians knelt to the ground.

Emperor Qian, sitting by the bed, was seething with anger. He flung his teacup across the room.

He suddenly stood up: "A bunch of useless people!"

"If anything happens to the Crown Prince, I will hold you all accountable!"

The elderly Imperial Physician was hit squarely.

Scalding tea splashed everywhere, and shards of the cup littered the floor.

The physician, however, couldn’t care about anything else, trembling as he spoke: "Please, Your Majesty, calm down."

How could Emperor Qian be calmed?

His expression was dark, exuding an overwhelming sense of pressure.

At that moment, the sound of the Crown Prince Ying Yi’s cough came from the bed.

"Father."

"It’s the fault of your son’s frail body."

"All the Imperial Physicians have done their utmost."

Though the Crown Prince’s health was weak, he, like Emperor Qian, was known for his benevolence.

His plea for leniency prompted Emperor Qian to wave his hand with a dark expression.

The Imperial Physicians, as if pardoned, hurried to withdraw.

Ying Yin, who hadn’t spoken for a long time, stepped forward.

"Elder Brother, rest assured. Father has already issued an imperial edict to Ze County. The military doctor named Ge should be arriving soon. His medical skills are exceptional, and with him here, Elder Brother will be fine."

Within the Imperial Family, fratricidal incidents were frequent.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, except for some disputes when they were young, the Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince appeared to be brotherly and courteous.

Yes, those disputes were all caused by Wei Zhao’s machinations and scheming.

As for the brotherly courtesy...

It was all just for show.

Neither of them was any good.

Ying Yi’s face was pale, his eyes perpetually melancholic from years of medication, the medicinal scent on him was evident, like a withered branch about to be broken by the wind and snow.

His demeanor was gentle and calm.

"Thank you, Father and Ah Yin, for your concerns."

Unlike the indifference in Emperor Qian’s eyes towards Ying Yin, he treated Ying Yi like a common father would a son, raising his hand to tuck him in.

"Back when Military Doctor Ge was in Shangjing, Wei Zhao had him take your pulse and prescribed medicine that worked very well for you."

"But he was one of Wei Zhao’s men and had to be constantly by his side at the frontier, so I couldn’t keep him here."

"Now..."

Emperor Qian’s eyes dimmed.

Who knows what he thought of.

His aura became slightly more desolate.

Emperor Qian: "I won’t let anything happen to you."

After leaving the Eastern Palace, Ying Yin walked along the official road.

A confidant draped a fox-fur robe over him.

The sky was dark, obscuring Ying Yin’s expression.

Ever since the grain relief incident was exposed, his situation had become particularly dire.

It was his uncle who had been in charge of those matters back then.

Whether it was dereliction of duty or tampering with relief grain, it all implicated him.

For this, his father had been giving him the cold shoulder.

Ying Yin paused, glancing at the dim moonlight.

He suddenly laughed softly. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Tell me."

Ying Yin asked, "If Wei Zhao were still alive, would Father still call Military Doctor Ge back to Shangjing for my elder brother?"

Confidant: "I do not know."

Ying Yin: "I don’t know either."

For someone already dead poses no threat to anyone.

But everyone in Shangjing knew him. He was someone universally praised upon sight.

To call him a favored son of heaven wouldn’t be an exaggeration.

The spectacle caused when his coffin was transported back to Shangjing was quite considerable.

Emperor Qian had once valued Wei Zhao greatly.

But after Wei Zhao’s death, he didn’t seem very saddened in private.

Emperors are devoid of sentiment.

When Ying Yi died, who knows how many tears he would shed.

It’s just unfortunate that Military Doctor Ge is coming.

Ying Yin hopes he doesn’t make it in time.

If not, with the Crown Prince recovering, he would have no chance to rise.

It’s a shame that he has no way to intervene in this matter.

Ying Yin laughed, turning his head to glance back. The lights were sparse, bright as day: "The person in the Eastern Palace probably knows the answer better than anyone."

————

The sky was just beginning to lighten.

Yu Tingwan was already awake.

In fact, because of what Wei Zhao had said, she barely slept all night.

After extinguishing the light last night, she tossed and turned.

Even though she tried to be as gentle as possible, it was unclear whether Wei Zhao was awake or just a light sleeper.

Yu Tingwan turned over once more, her body slightly curled. Even though so much time had passed, her thoughts were still racing...

Her mind was in turmoil.

At this moment, his breath reached out to her.

It wasn’t forceful, nor did it draw near. Yet it was impossible to ignore his presence behind her.

["Pretty good."]

Yu Tingwan: ??

What’s good?

Is it good that she couldn’t sleep because of Wei Zhao, the instigator of it all?

The young lady was livid, just about to lash out.

Wei Zhao: ["Not said for nothing."]

Indeed, it affected me.

It was really annoying.

Especially now, as the young lady endured her fatigued expression, her eyes were a bit dry, and her head was aching.

While Wei Zhao...

Slept wonderfully, not even awake yet!!

Yu Tingwan looked at him.

His breathing was shallow, lips pale.

In recent days, his lack of appetite had caused significant weight loss, making his jawline more pronounced. Additionally, the pain from treatments often left his brows furrowed.

Yu Tingwan still remembered the first time she saw him.

The man’s eyes were empty, seemingly disinterested in anything, unwilling to perceive anything around him.

Even if the sky were falling, it wouldn’t make him blink or feel anxious.

He wasn’t fond of speaking.

Repeatedly tossing food or medicine her way whenever possible. If it was good for his health, he’d never cooperate.

She would call him eight times, and he wouldn’t respond!

On the ninth call, she shouted loudly in his ear.

Wei Zhao’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

["So noisy."]

He was like a ravaged delicate flower, slowly drawing his brows together, his voice both low and weak.

["My ears."]

Though these things infuriated Yu Tingwan, making her teeth ache with anger.

But now, thinking back on it.

It really was... ludicrous and laughable.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t help but slightly curl her lips.

————

Hui Niang had gotten up early to prepare breakfast.

She moved swiftly, preparing to cook congee in the kitchen.

She steamed some dumplings she had made earlier, and fearing there wasn’t enough to eat, she also prepared a large plate of fried dumplings.

The aroma was mouth-watering and pervasive.

At this time, Yu Family came in from outside to help with the fire.

"Your brother and I discussed it last night, and we’re leaving today."

Hui Niang was startled.

"Not staying a few more days?"

"It’s not like the house can’t accommodate you. You only arrived yesterday."

The Yu Family spoke frankly: "The more I thought about it last night, the more uneasy I felt, just worried that Mr. Zhao might back out."

"This time, when we came over, all the study materials Ah Yu needed were left at home. The sooner we get them over, the sooner he can start at the academy. Better to act early than to let opportunities slip away."

Hui Niang thought about it and agreed.

She smiled.

"The academy in the county must be grand. When you come over later, we’ll all go to see him in together."

"I’ll make some dry food for Ah Yu to take along. Studying is hard work, and if he gets hungry at night, he’ll have something to eat."

The Yu Family was not courteous with her.

"That sounds great, Ah Yu loves your sauce. Auntie Gui from the village makes exceptional sausage, I’ll get some, and you can cook them together."

Hui Niang thought for a moment: "Let’s get some more meat to make jerky. Ah Yu can share it with his classmates. The child is shy and needs to interact more with peers of his age."

The two were absorbed in conversation.

Someone had appeared at the doorway without them noticing.

Yu Tingwan looked longingly.

About to leave, she wished for some too.