The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 268 - 265: Impure Motives

Yu Tingwan remained silent for a long time.

It felt as though something scratched at her heart, lightly, but it was itchy.

Her ears began to burn.

The bamboo crafts at the stall were all bought by Wei Zhao in the end.

From initial sighs to envy, the young lady became numb.

Every shot hit the mark.

Wei Zhao hit not just the people but everything accurately.

However, to be fair to the old woman, he eventually paid for them.

Yu Tingwan gently said, "Old lady, the night air is damp. It’s better to head home early."

The old woman thanked her.

The elderly face brightened with joy. Setting up a stall was better than idling at home; a penny is still income.

She hadn’t sold much earlier in the day and was quite discouraged. Who would have thought she’d make good money at night?

A whole sack full, Wei Zhao loaded it onto the horse.

Yu Tingwan asked, "Have you played the hoop game before, my love?"

"Never."

The hoop game is usually played by young girls.

"I did throw arrows into pots a few times while studying at the Imperial College."

All noble children could do that.

Wei Zhao was not particularly enthusiastic.

"My younger uncle taught me archery."

The hoop game really meant nothing to him.

Yu Tingwan: "My father can also shoot arrows!"

She suddenly grew excited.

"Before, we had a scarecrow with fruit on top in our yard. My father could hit it six times out of ten from thirty zhang away! He was the most skilled in the Escort Agency!"

Speaking of her parents, there was a glimmer in her eyes.

Wei Zhao: "I can too."

Yu Tingwan looked at him.

Wei Zhao: "But I don’t use fruit as targets."

"What do you use?"

"Living people."

Yu Tingwan: ?

Wei Zhao: "As long as the bow and arrow can reach, I can make the opponent die, even if they’re moving, I wouldn’t miss."

It sounded impressive.

Yu Tingwan didn’t dare to doubt him anymore.

Wei Zhao turned to look at Yu Tingwan: "Where else do you want to go?"

"We must set off for Shangjing tomorrow. I suggest we return early to rest."

Wei Zhao said to her, "We will be on the road for a long time, without stopping anywhere to enjoy the journey. It might be boring for you."

"Before departing tomorrow, we need to buy some food and some storybooks to pass the time."

Traveling with the young lady, we can’t just survive on quick meals and outdoor sleeping.

"We must set off before noon tomorrow."

This place is too remote, with mostly barren mountains and land along the way.

"To arrive at the next resting point before dark."

The young lady wasn’t aware of all this, not having traveled much. She wouldn’t question his arrangements.

Still, she was seriously suspicious.

"Did you say all that just to return earlier, my love?"

Wei Zhao replied: "I won’t deny it."

"The motive is indeed not pure."

The night was deep; two lanterns had been knocked over by laughing children, casting flickering lights.

Just as they returned to the courtyard, someone was standing at the gate.

It was Rong Di.

No one knew how long he had been standing there.

Wei Zhao frowned slightly, lifted Yu Tingwan off the horse,

Rong Di strode over and, taking the reins naturally, said respectfully: "General."

Then he cupped his hands and saluted Yu Tingwan: "Madam."

Yu Tingwan wasn’t surprised to see Rong Di.

After all, when it came to moving the Zhu Family’s treasures, he had the most experience.

Rong Di came, evidently with something to report to Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao opened the door and said to Yu Tingwan: "Don’t sleep yet, wait for me in the room."

The tone was calm and natural.

No underlying meaning could be heard.

Rong Di didn’t think there was anything unusual.

In those officials’ houses, wives always waited for their husbands to return before turning off the lights to sleep.

How could Yu Tingwan not understand Wei Zhao’s meaning?

He was truly in a hurry.

And very eager.

The young lady didn’t respond.

She just walked off.

Yet Wei Zhao knew she heard him, chuckled, and turned to Rong Di: "Let’s talk inside."

"Yes."

On the way to the study.

Wei Zhao asked: "How is Fu Meng?"

Mention of Fu Meng brought a shade of worry to Rong Di’s face.

"After the master left, it was agitated for a few days."

At the entrance of the post station, several large pits had formed.

"It wanted to see the master, but I could only ask it to wait."

Waiting for the day Wei Zhao returned to Shangjing, resuming his identity, living that life once again.

"It threw a tantrum."

That was hard to placate.

Speaking of which, Rong Di was at a loss for words.

"But, it found out that when the master left, he also wanted to find the madam."

Only to discover Yu Tingwan wasn’t there either.

Hu Dongxi pondered with its head and came to a conclusion.

——The master took Yu Tingwan away but didn’t take it!

This was a blow.

Hu Dongxi couldn’t accept it.

It was very sad.

It wanted to make a fuss!

Even if Yu Tingwan was favored, how had Wei Zhao not moved on yet?

Rong Di: "After its outburst, even He Yushi was bothered, and after making a fuss for a long time, it might have come to realize the facts, and locked itself in a room for three days."

Wei Zhao: ...

Such drama.

He chuckled.

But Rong Di couldn’t resist saying: "Does the general not want to know what happened afterward?"

"What could possibly happen? Will it starve itself?"

Rong Di was at a loss for words.

No wonder Wei Zhao had raised it; no one knew Fu Meng’s temper better than him.

"Indeed, it did not."

Since at meal times, the room door would open a crack.

The tiger eyes would dart around.

It wanted to see! Who dared neglect it!

If they dared, it would tear down the house!

But the Wei Family Army didn’t give it a chance.

The meals were delivered promptly.

It was well-fed every meal.

After all, being full gave it energy to continue its tantrum.

Everyone in the Wei Family Army, including Rong Di, had the sense to avoid nearing it. Lest this tiger suddenly went berserk.

But a certain crow didn’t know this.

The blue crow flew into the room, finally perched by Fu Meng’s ear cawing.

Then it nuzzled the tiger’s ear and said a newly learned phrase.

——Fool, he doesn’t want you anymore.

Imagine how angry Fu Meng was.

Rong Di: "The crow’s feathers were almost all plucked."

The crow felt too ashamed to face anyone.

So...

Rong Di: "It locked itself in the room next to Fu Meng’s."

Wei Zhao: ...

Wei Zhao sat down to make tea, poured Rong Di a cup.

"How’s it going with Prince Ying?"

This matter, Rong Di knew.

After all, after receiving Wei Zhao’s order, it was he who sent Elder Ge to check Ying Fuyan’s pulse and illness.

He became serious.

With a weighty tone.

"Elder Ge privately informed me that Prince Ying’s condition is not promising. The general has also checked his pulse; I’m afraid he knows too. For now, we can only manage to sustain him gradually, precious medicines are indispensable."

These efforts were simply to prolong life by a few years.

Wei Zhao: "Use any medicine needed; if anything is hard to find, just let me know."

"Yes."

"Have Elder Ge stay with him."

Rong Di hesitated: "Returning to Shangjing, most likely the Holy Emperor will command you to send Elder Ge to treat the Eastern Palace."

Wei Zhao was nonchalant.

"No, he won’t."

Wei Zhao’s tone was airy: "The Crown Prince won’t live that long."

Who knows if it’s the Crown Prince who wouldn’t live long,

or if he wouldn’t let the Crown Prince live.

Wei Zhao: "Did you come today because?"

If nothing, you may leave.