The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 321 - 318: Remember to Bring My Wife Back

The aroma of the food wafted through the air, mingling with the steaming heat, especially the crispy and tender roast duck, enticingly colored and dipped in sweet sauce.

Yu Tingwan didn’t eat fatty meat.

But she quite liked the crispy and non-greasy skin of the roast duck.

Wei Zhao ladled soup for her.

"Mother wants you to learn housekeeping?"

Yu Tingwan looked serious: "Do you mind, husband?"

"What should I mind?"

Wei Zhao’s tone was calm: "What you learn becomes your skill. It only benefits you."

"If you want to learn, I won’t say anything, and the house will be handed over to you later. If you don’t want to, it’s nothing; we can just find a few trustworthy people to manage it, and with me watching, there won’t be any mistakes."

He didn’t think that Yu Tingwan, marrying him, had to learn this or that for him; that would be exhausting.

If she wanted to become a better version of herself, Wei Zhao wouldn’t stand in her way.

Wei Zhao thought of the abacus she brought back, and remembering Ning Suxuan’s usual behavior, he furrowed his brow: "No need to rush for quick results; take it slow. If Mother scolds you, I..."

Wei Zhao was worried.

It’s better to invite someone to come and teach.

Yu Tingwan was also troubled: "Seven days to learn the abacus."

Wei Zhao: ??

How many days?

Yu Tingwan sighed: "I also think seven days is..."

Too short.

Wei Zhao: "Seven days, really?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

Being from a noble family, learning was all-encompassing, and Wei Zhao had also learned the abacus.

The school hadn’t taught it yet when Ning Suxuan personally instructed.

Wei Zhao: "When I was six, Mother gave me one day."

Yu Tingwan: ??

How old?

Wasn’t it the age for playing with mud?

"Did you... complete it?"

Wei Zhao was indifferent, as if not talking about himself.

"That day coincided with Grandmother’s birthday, and there were guests at home. I was not self-disciplined enough and was too playful, throwing aside my practice, which did not satisfy Mother."

Wei Zhao still remembers Ning Suxuan’s cold eyes.

She did not hit or scold him.

She just looked at him with that gaze.

["Gui Zhi, you have disappointed Mother too much."]

Sometimes, that’s the kind of damage that hurts the most.

He was overwhelmed by regret and self-blame, even though his father intervened, telling Mother she shouldn’t be so harsh, and then squatted down and gently patted his head, saying it was nothing, but he still couldn’t sleep all night.

"I became proficient after another day."

At noon the next day, he went to Ning Suxuan and respectfully greeted her.

His hands were sore all night, and his fingertips trembled.

["Please mother examine."]

The Wei Family’s children learned everything quickly.

He also passed, but did not get a word of praise from Ning Suxuan.

Ning Suxuan just nodded.

Then she asked without emotion.

["Since you could do it, why delay for a day? In the end, it’s because you didn’t take Mother’s words to heart."]

The constant suppression made Wei Zhao tense every time he went to Ning Suxuan’s place.

Children are naturally inclined to be close to their mothers.

So was he.

But he dared not.

In childhood, it was fear, later it became respect.

Yu Tingwan: "I... felt the kindness of Mother-in-law to me."

Wei Zhao: ...

He also felt it.

Yu Tingwan picked a piece of shrimp, continuing to be melancholy: "I wonder if I’ll get tired of it after using it for so long."

Wei Zhao glanced at the abacus she placed on the coffee table.

To help boost her enthusiasm, this abacus evidently needed to be more attractive.

So, an hour later. Shunzi came in carrying a delicate wooden box. After placing it on the table, he respectfully backed out. Once outside, he glanced at Tan Jiang practicing swordsmanship.

Shunzi hadn’t practiced martial arts for a long time. Looking around, he picked up a branch and approached.

"Let’s spar a little, I haven’t moved in a while, my bones are getting loose."

Shunzi knows that Tan Jiang is the most skilled among the female Hidden Guards.

Tan Jiang: "Your martial arts should be comparable to mine."

Shunzi got excited after hearing this.

Then the sparring would be intense!!

Tan Jiang asked: "Regardless of who wins, can we fight to the death?"

Shunzi: ??

"I don’t mind you twisting my arm."

"Since you are a woman, how could I strike hard?"

Tan Jiang sheathed her sword: "Then it’s not worth it."

Boring.

She was not being petty or spiteful. But every time her arm was twisted, it would enhance her power by a notch!

Inside the room, Yu Tingwan took the key and unlocked the wooden box.

Inside was also an abacus.

But it was made of golden amber beads, with fine, full texture. The beams and frame were made of small leaf red sandalwood.

It looked expensive!

Wei Zhao asked: "Still tired of it?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

No way!!!

Yu Tingwan: "I wish I could carry it with me all the time."

"Shows that good looks and freshness are important!"

She was just about to praise Wei Zhao for his thoughtfulness.

"Good looks?"

"Freshness?"

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids slightly, wistfully: "Do you also want to replace me?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

For anything that might affect marital harmony, she was very serious.

"Let’s not mention the last part."

Wei Zhao had countless postures.

Yu Tingwan was puzzled: "Why are you so hung up on your appearance?"

After looking at him for a long time and spending time together, she felt Wei looked quite good.

How could he, a man, not be self-confident?

Wei Zhao: ...

I’m hung up on your aesthetic sense.

"Madam."

Tan Jiang’s voice came from outside.

"The Grand Tutor has come to see you. He’s now at the Duke Shun Mansion’s gate."

Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao’s gazes crossed.

Her smile faded a bit, and she said seriously: "Invite him in."

"The Grand Tutor said he wanted to take you out for a while. The Grand Tutor Mansion’s carriage is already waiting outside."

Yu Tingwan furrowed her brow slightly and didn’t think much about it.

"I will go now."

Since the Crown Prince just recently left, the Duke Shun Mansion’s entrance was not as bustling as usual, and there were fewer street vendors.

Passersby hurried along with their heads down.

Gu Fuju, wearing a black regular outfit, stood with a calm and serene expression, tall and straight beside the carriage.

At his age, many officials had already put on weight, but he remained highly disciplined, focusing on self-cultivation.

Having held a high position for years, his aura made it particularly difficult for people to approach. Yet he held a candied hawthorn stick in his hand, which seemed somewhat incompatible with him.

Suddenly.

He heard the jingling sound.

During this special period, Yu Tingwan had simple jade beads hanging at her waist.

Gu Fuju’s gaze softened.

Yu Tingwan also stepped out from the Duke Shun Mansion’s gate.

But in the next moment.

He saw Wei Zhao being pushed over.

Gu Fuju instantly ignored him.

"Yaoyao. There was an issue in the palace, which made me late."

Yu Tingwan expressed understanding: "Official matters take precedence."

"But you are the official matter."

He had just lifted the carriage curtain.

Yu Tingwan: "I won’t go to the Gu Family."

Gu Fuju’s gaze darkened.

"It’s another place. If you don’t want to, Dad won’t force you."

He handed her the candied hawthorn stick.

"This is from an old peddler named Yang at Fenglin Street corner. Your mother craved it when pregnant with you. She wouldn’t eat the ones made by others. Just so happened to come across it, brought it for you."

Just so happened?

Fenglin Street was far from both the Grand Tutor Mansion and the Imperial Palace; how could he come across it?

He must have eagerly gone to buy it.

After Yu Tingwan took it and thanked him, a rare smile appeared on his face.

Wei Zhao spoke: "Why not give the student one as well?"

Gu Fuju, in a calm voice: "What are you doing here?"

"Just wanted to tell the teacher."

He smiled: "Remember to return my wife."