The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 91: My Husband Is in the Prime of His Youth

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: My Husband Is in the Prime of His Youth

There might be more to this than meets the eye.

Rong Di couldn’t make sense of it, so he simply spat.

"What are those Wei Family Army even doing!"

"And that Deputy General, all he knows is fighting, acts without thinking. Can he really do it? If not, give the position to me!"

With him around, how could even the General make a mistake!

Shunzi leaned in: "Boss, what did the General write?"

Rong Di tried to regain his composure and walked out: "You take care of the shop, I’m going out for some business."

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The doctor’s earlier words were quite a blow. After dinner, Hui Niang, burdened with thoughts, pulled Yue Shan to the neighboring room.

Upon returning, Yu Tingwan heated some water for a bath.

She washed thoroughly, and after wiping off the ash from her face, restoring its usual fair and delicate look, she felt alive again.

The steam separated by the screen couldn’t block out her voice.

"The more I think about it, something feels amiss. They speak highly of the sleeve arrow, yet keep trying to pry into you. I can’t tell what their intentions are."

Luckily, they were men. If they were women, Yu Tingwan would have flipped out.

After all, Wei Shen is hers.

Yu Tingwan had gained much, but in the end, even her parents’ bodies weren’t left behind.

The girl was particularly possessive of what she now had.

Even if Wei Shen’s looks weren’t outstanding.

Even if he had a bad temper.

She couldn’t let others covet him!

Wei Zhao didn’t know what she was thinking. Leaning on the bed, feeling weak all over, he didn’t explain anything else, just asked, "Are you going to get it tomorrow?"

Yu Tingwan didn’t hesitate: "Of course."

"If he dares to make it, why wouldn’t I dare to take it?"

But it’s so cheap, who knows what the finished product will be like?

Yu Tingwan felt uneasy.

After all, three pennies is still money.

Seeing her resolve, Wei Zhao smirked: "Aren’t you afraid those people might harbor ill intentions?"

"I was a bit scared earlier, it’s an unfamiliar place after all, and it’s getting dark."

"Those two were really odd."

"One moment they act devastated over a death in the family, the next they seem like they’d join them, the next they’re smiling..."

Very sycophantic feeling.

But it seemed it wasn’t directed at her.

Wei Zhao: "..."

The girl racked her brains and compared it to something for Wei Shen to hear: "Feels like... even if I wrecked their shop, they’d still welcome me with a smile."

Wei Zhao: "..."

She did see through it quite clearly.

Yu Tingwan: "Never mind, there will be lots of people on the street tomorrow, the shop isn’t remote, what can they do to me?"

She got up and dried off the water on her body.

With the fire lit in the room, her graceful silhouette cast an enchanting shadow on the screen.

Wei Zhao’s gaze felt like it was burning, and he averted it awkwardly.

Yu Tingwan changed her clothes, walked past the screen, and brought some fresh water to the bed.

Just as always, she helped Wei Zhao wipe his upper body, then skillfully untied his waistband, wrung out a coarse cloth, handed it to him, and naturally turned around to let him handle it himself.

The girl thought of something, her lips drooping, a light pressure over her demeanor.

She didn’t know if she was comforting herself or Wei Zhao.

"Husband, don’t listen to that quack doctor, and certainly don’t take his words to heart."

Wei Zhao: "He wasn’t wrong."

Yu Tingwan: ???

The girl was very angry, forgetting everything else to question.

Wei Zhao’s eyelid twitched, afraid she’d turn around: "But he is indeed a quack."

That was more like it.

Yu Tingwan felt a bit better.

"Exactly!"

Recalling the pulse he had felt earlier, Wei Zhao was disdainful: "Never seen a doctor so lacking in vitality."

A deficiency of vitality.

Purely from excessive tonics.

But that old doctor was prideful, always boasting of his medical prowess; how could he go to another clinic to see another doctor?

The symptoms have stretched on for at least three to five years. When Wei Zhao pointed it out in person, the doctor stubbornly refused to admit it.

Wei Zhao smirked: "Couldn’t tell, but he’s quite unwilling to concede to age."

Yu Tingwan hesitated for a long time.

The girl’s brows furrowed tightly.

She really didn’t understand.

Yu Tingwan had held it in all along, but now she couldn’t anymore.

Charcoal burned in the room, the door tightly shut, only a narrow window gap for ventilation.

Lamps illuminated the room, casting light on her delicate and brilliant features. Her rosy lips moved with a hint of hesitation.

"You..."

Yu Tingwan chose her words carefully: "You have that condition too, how do you have the nerve to point fingers at others?"

Wei Zhao suddenly froze.

Yu Tingwan gently: "He’s getting on in years, such ailments are unavoidable."

"But..."

The girl’s voice was lovely, but to Wei Zhao, it was particularly grating.

"But you’re in the prime of your youth."

The absurdity in Wei Zhao’s eyes was impossible to hide.

Things that puzzled him before all made sense now, completely explained in that moment.

Like when she used to say.

—Once he recovered, they would adopt a child from outside.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t bear children.

Was it him who couldn’t?

To be exact, she concluded he couldn’t.

Wei Zhao’s brows furrowed even deeper. The exhaustion in his eyes was dense and inky, seemingly capable of brewing an extremely dangerous storm.

When did he ever give Yu Tingwan such an impression!

Yu Tingwan was unaware of how close Wei Zhao was to being infuriated by her.

"Promise me, don’t say such things in the future."

Yu Tingwan: "Before critiquing others, you must first be able to take criticism yourself. It might not be your strength, but at least it shouldn’t be a shortcoming."

The girl was genuinely concerned.

She didn’t mean to bring up such matters.

But Wei Zhao really was clueless about social graces.

If the doctor directly pointed out how they were evenly matched, how would Wei Zhao, a man who valued his strength and dignity so much, bear it!

Yu Tingwan: "Did you remember what I said, husband?"

She thought Wei Zhao likely wouldn’t respond to her.

But he did.

However, his attitude wasn’t good.

Wei Zhao: "Hmph!"

A cold laugh, with a hidden sharpness.

Yu Tingwan could clearly sense Wei Shen’s displeasure with her. When she lay down on the bed, he wouldn’t even let their hands touch.

"What’s wrong?"

Wei Zhao felt something stuck in his throat.

The girl had been aggravating him all this time.

Wei Zhao had almost thought he was immune.

But as it turned out, he wasn’t.

The girl only used the most sincere tone to irritate him further.

Clearly, these things weren’t worth fretting over. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Wei Zhao never cared about others’ opinions; he always did as he pleased, whether at the Court or in the military camp.

Especially when it was a mistaken opinion.

But when Wei Zhao heard the girl say those words, his emotional reaction couldn’t lie.

The emotion was: Yu Tingwan’s finished, she’ll pay for those words later.

Wei Zhao’s fingers trembled slightly.

"Husband."

"Don’t call me husband."

After hearing it so many times, he couldn’t even tell if he was Wei Zhao or Wei Shen anymore.

Wei Zhao heard the girl’s soft correction.

"Wei Shen."

Wei Zhao’s gaze was deep and thoughtful.

It seemed... "husband" still sounded better.