The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 50 Wiping the Body

Perhaps because he had been angered by Yu Tingwan so many times, Wei Zhao didn't find the girl's words surprising at all.

But I was offended to some extent.

He withdrew his hand expressionlessly, unable to understand what Yu Tingwan was after.
Just because he has a kind mother-in-law?
However, in this world, women are often powerless. If they are beautiful but their families are not prominent, they cannot protect them, which is the biggest taboo.

With her husband deceased and no children to rely on, and with Wei Shouzhong and his wife getting old, the widow would be unable to move an inch if anything happened to her.

Yu Tingwan doesn't seem like someone who's lost their mind.

Li Lian was clearly helping her find a husband, even though the men she was introduced to had shortcomings, they were at least someone she could rely on. Yet, she still insisted on entering the Wei family.

Over the years, many people have tried to establish a kinship with Wei Zhao.

Leaving aside the practice of currying favor in official circles.

Many fawned over him, trying to become his sworn brothers, while others came to stay under the guise of being extremely distant relatives.

But... Yu Tingwan is the first person to want to be his sister.

However, Wei Zhao was already preoccupied with his own problems and wouldn't bother to inquire about any other hidden motives.

He didn't mind, had no temper, and even tacitly approved, preventing Yu Tingwan from doing anything out of line again.

Yu Tingwan threw the cotton cloth into the basin, soaked it with water, wrung it out, and used it to wipe Wei Zhao's face.

Wei Zhao remained still, letting her manipulate him.

Yu Tingwan remained silent and taciturn at the Hu family's residence, simply because she had nothing to say to Wang Shi and the others.

But things are different now.

She whispered, "I think something might have happened at my uncle's house."

The uncle she was referring to was Zhao Yong.

Yu Tingwan said to Wei Zhao, "When you had that accident, they should have come to visit you, but they didn't show up for a long time."

“Back then, the family hadn’t separated yet. My husband spent a lot of money at Doctor Qian’s, and my mother was worried that the family’s savings wouldn’t be enough, so she specially went back to her parents’ home to borrow money.”

But the Zhao family was just an ordinary family, and their lives weren't much better than the Wei family's.

Hui Niang returned empty-handed that time. No one knew what had happened, but her eyes were red when she came back, as if she had been crying.

"However, a few days later, my aunt asked someone from her village to run an errand and sent three hundred coins to my mother, saying it wasn't much and she could use it in an emergency."

I'm afraid this money was borrowed from outside.

She then wiped Wei Zhao's neck. The girl's movements were gentle; the cotton cloth brushed against his Adam's apple, leaving a ticklish sensation.

“My uncle’s family doesn’t live in Linxi Village. Not only is it cold, but the snow on the ground outside is so thick. I should have stayed overnight, but I still have to leave in the dark.”

"Just now I saw Mother put those three hundred coins back, and she didn't even accept the red envelope that Aunt gave her this time."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan sensed something was wrong, tightened her lips, and stopped what she was doing.

Wei Zhao was suddenly silent.

He met Yu Tingwan's resentful gaze.

Yu Tingwan had a feeling that if he didn't respond soon, he would beat him up.

Wei Zhao had a headache.

Hui Niang whispered in his ear, but he ignored her and didn't care.

But Yu Tingwan wouldn't have it. She wasn't going to put on a solo act; she clearly wanted his response.

He said a lot that day.

Wei Zhao replied listlessly, "Is that so?"

Even if those two words weren't spoken with care, Yu Tingwan was satisfied, she analyzed.

"Only my uncle and aunt came from the Zhao family this time."

Their son, Zhao Yu, was not seen.

When Wei Shen got married, Zhao Yu, as his cousin, should have come along.

"Normally, we should have asked, but today the elders didn't mention it at all. It seemed like they weren't surprised, or perhaps they were afraid of bringing up painful memories on such a joyous occasion."

Yu Tingwan: "I'm afraid something has happened to my cousin."

She remembered that Hu Yaozu had mentioned Zhao Yu at a dinner party once.

"Zhao Yu from Zhao Family Village and I had the same teacher. He was diligent and determined, but he started learning late and was also slow-witted. The teacher advised him not to study and to stop, saying it was a waste of money."

"But her mother was stubborn. She chased after her to the academy, saying that only studying would lead to success, and that her family had been farmers for generations, tilling the land with hoes. Without power or money, they could only be at the mercy of others."

[“And what else did she say… she even said that only if Zhao Yu studied hard and became successful could she get justice for her tragically deceased cousin.”] Upon hearing this, Wang could not hide the contempt in her eyes.

"Not everyone has the talent for studying like you, Erlang."

She has no compassion whatsoever.

"Isn't that Xiao Niang they're talking about? She's dead and buried, why aren't they giving up?"

Yu Tingwan ignored it completely, never expecting to have any dealings with the Zhao family.

"I'm afraid it'll be tricky, but since Mother didn't mention it, I didn't ask."

Asking won't help; she probably can't do anything about it.

Wei Zhao, who could actually help, moved his pale lips and said, "Oh."

He doesn't even know him, so what's it to him?

They started to pull off his shirt.

Wei Zhao suddenly gripped the quilt tightly: "What are you doing?"

Yu Tingwan said sincerely, "Wipe my body."

Wei Zhaosheng had no will to live.

This wasn't the first time Yu Tingwan had seen him possess her. Last time, the girl applying the medicine was completely focused, but this time she quickly gave him a once-over.

His chest was strong and broad, his abdomen and waist lean and muscular. He seemed...extremely powerful.

That's just an illusion.

Yu Tingwan let out a gasp.

"how……"

Wei Zhao followed her gaze and saw the crisscrossing scars, a mixture of new and old wounds.

Seeing her pale face, Wei Zhao slowly loosened his grip on her hand.

His eyes were empty, and he raised his hand, his fingertips landing on his waist and abdomen.

"This is an injury I sustained when I was thirteen years old during a competition."

At that time, he had not yet formed the Wei Family Army.

"He was my defeated opponent for many years, so I didn't take that fight seriously. I thought I was more capable than others, but I learned my lesson."

"The injury wasn't serious back then, and with careful care it wouldn't have left a scar. But I deliberately left it so that I could learn from it."

Are you this ruthless at thirteen?
Are these country kids really going to use knives in fights?
Yu Tingwan casually asked, "How is that person doing now?"

Wei Zhao: "Three days later, I ignored his injuries and gave him a good beating."

"He was convinced and became my deputy general."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Alright, alright, let's start blowing.

Wei Zhao then pointed to another wound.

"Two years ago, I was hit by a poisoned arrow here."

Yu Tingwan had no idea which of his words were true and which were false!

But it's a good thing that Wei Zhao is willing to speak.

His tone was flat: "Ordinary people can't get close to me, and the Wei family army is even more heavily guarded, it's no exaggeration to say it's like a fortress, yet I've raised a traitor by my side."

Wei Zhao was well aware that someone right under his nose was acting strangely.

However, this person is untouchable, as he is secretly in contact with Eunuch Hong, who serves the Emperor.

Need I say more about who wants to get rid of him?
Wei Zhao had rendered countless merits, which had long made him a target of the emperor's suspicion.

But after years of establishing his authority, the traitor was ultimately afraid before he could act.

"His hand was shaking; the arrow should have missed."

Yu Tingwan looked at the scar, then at Wei Zhao.

"Then what's going on?"

Wei Zhao said listlessly, "How can I refute their painstaking efforts?"

"I took a few steps and he hit me."