The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 69 Wei Zhao's Heart is in Turmoil
As dusk approached, the light gradually faded. The room was dimly lit as no lights were on.

When her parents were still alive, Yu Tingwan was exceptionally spoiled.

She was always as proud as a little peacock.

If she falls while walking, she'll blame it on the uneven road.

She lost an argument with a girl who was a head taller than her, and while she couldn't believe it, she was also extremely proud.

The little girl, with her rosy lips and white teeth, first stood on tiptoe, baring her teeth and threatening in a cute but fierce way: "Keep this a secret. I don't want anyone else besides you and me to know!"

Then, with a heavy heart, he took out the copper coins he had on him and offered them as a bribe: "Keep the money safe, I'll treat you to candy."

Finally, he added, "If anyone asks, just say you lost, and you'll be completely convinced of my superiority."

If she didn't finish the lessons assigned by the teacher, she would be punished with a slap on the hand, and she would whimper in pain and feel ashamed.

The teacher called her over and asked, "Do you know you were wrong?"

She said, "Okay."

The Master asked, "Then where did you go wrong?"

The girl thought for a moment and told the truth: "I should have spent time copying it."

So the teacher hit him even harder.

The little girl sniffled and sobbed, but didn't forget to bolster her spirits: "Push harder! It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt at all!"

When the little girl returned home from school, her hands were swollen like pig's trotters.

She looked at her father with teary eyes.

"I did not expect……"

“Tell the teacher to hit him harder, and he actually did.”

Unfortunately, she couldn't take back what she had said in public.

Yu Tingwan felt wronged when she thought about this: "I'm already like this, and the teacher still wants me to catch up on my lessons!"

Father was heartbroken: "Don't cry, don't cry, Father will write it for you."

"I want to eat Fanji's dried meat."

"Buy it for you."

"I want to buy beaded flowers, the latest style."

"it is good."

The little girl, ever the audacious one, said, "Then, Father, I don't want to study anymore."

"This won't work."

Seeing this, the mother shook her head helplessly. She looked at the father and scolded, "You don't need to spoil her so much."

"Let her write it herself."

Yu Tingwan panicked and raised her right hand: "My hand hurts."

“Then use your left hand. Aren’t you the one who’s most dissatisfied with the girl who’s the best at studying in school? You said that even though she can’t argue with you, she’s left-handed and her handwriting is better than yours with your right hand.”

The little girl was thunderstruck.

That makes a lot of sense.

But in the argument... she actually lost.

Back home, the little girl had no choice but to bite the bullet and pick up the pen.

After pretending to dip his hand in ink, his left hand was clumsy, and the characters he wrote were crooked and distorted, staining the paper.

Just as she was feeling frustrated, her mother took her hand.

"Come here, let your mother help you write."

The mother's voice was as gentle as she was. She half-encircled the little girl in her arms and gently stroked her back.

"I don't expect you to be able to write poetry or paint, but you can't be blind to the world and you have to understand the principles of dealing with people. This is the original intention of your parents in sending you to school."

"You deserved to be hit. Now you know how much it hurts, so you won't do it again next time. Remember to apologize to the teacher tomorrow."

“Your dad said that as long as you don’t cause any major disaster, he’ll protect us. Yaoyao, it’s okay to make a mistake, we’ll correct it. Your parents will always be there for you.”

She was surrounded by sweetness at that time.

I promised to stay with her.

But one or two of them broke their promises.

For a moment, Yu Tingwan's eyes flickered with a daze.

She didn't expect Wei Zhao to actually turn around and hug her. After saying that, Yu Tingwan moved closer to him and, after a moment's hesitation, took the initiative to hug his waist.

She noticed that Wei Zhao's body was tense and stiff.

But the girl didn't let go.

"Even though you're not good to me."

Yu Tingwan thought for a moment and then began to add to the story.

"I'm not in good health."

"She also has a bad temper."

"Inconsiderate".

"They don't know how to say nice things either."

"I have to coax you." "You're such a troublemaker."

His shortcomings are too numerous to list.

Yu Tingwan pressed her head against his back and rubbed against him: "But sometimes I still want to rely on you."

Wei Zhao's mind was in turmoil.

The girl's body was soft, and her voice was soft.

That sweet, feminine scent, like her personality, wasn't overbearing, yet it subtly crept in, influencing him.

“In the past, when my mother accidentally pricked her finger while embroidering, my father would make a big fuss. But today, when I have suffered such a disaster, you don’t even ask me if I’m scared or if I’m hurt.”

Yu Tingwan said seriously, "I am somewhat disappointed."

"I can ignore everything else, but you need to change this."

Wei Zhao remained silent.

I was poked hard twice in the back.

Wei Zhao: "Are you afraid?"

Yu Tingwan: "I'm scared!"

Wei Zhao: "Does it hurt?"

Yu Tingwan: ?
The girl angrily poked him twice more.

Couldn't you ask someone else?

Wei Zhao said softly, "It hurts."

Yu Tingwan: "Actually, it's not so bad."

Her head is much better now.

Wei Zhao: "It hurts."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Thankfully, the couple didn't have any children. If they had a daughter, she would have been incredibly spoiled and annoying.

Forget it, I won't argue with him.

Wei Shen is not the type to use sweet talk.

It was unclear how long the room had been quiet.

The girl sighed, "Husband, can you get better soon?"

"I'm counting on you to shelter me from the wind and rain."

Wei Zhao closed his eyes tightly.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

In an instant, a suffocating feeling enveloped him, making it difficult to even breathe.

Somewhat at a loss, some somewhat flustered.

I almost wanted to laugh at Yu Tingwan's naiveté.

And I despise my current pathetic self.

After his father's death, Wei Zhao had no choice but to bow to the cannibalistic imperial power, learning hypocrisy and restraint.

He did want to protect his relatives and safeguard the Wei family's reputation. But what was the result?
He wanted to push her away, to get away from her, but Wei Zhao didn't make a move.

This is contradictory.

A mix of emotions surged up, stirring up the violent hatred that he had once suppressed deep within him, and the two pulled at each other uncontrollably.

My head hurts, and my wound hurts.

A sense of gloom slowly crept into his eyes.

Wei Zhao seemed to see the Shunguo Duke's mansion, draped in white silk, before his eyes.

He saw the majestic emperor, who pretended to wipe away tears in the mourning hall to express his grief, while the civil and military officials behind him also had their own thoughts.

He saw the bustling capital city, and he also saw the desolation of the border region.

He saw incompetent and immoral sons of the powerful being promoted by their families to secure jobs, and he also saw poor students studying hard but failing to gain recognition in the imperial examinations.

There is too much injustice in the world.

In the face of absolute power, effort and sweat are all worthless.

He realized it too late, yet he saw it too clearly.

He felt dizzy, and his face grew even paler with pain. Bright red blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but Wei Zhao didn't wipe it away.

After an unknown amount of time, his lips moved, sounding somewhat hoarse.

"I'll deal with anyone who touches you."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Could someone like Wei Shen really solve the problem for Old Man Zhou?

You think you're invincible just because you open your mouth?

Wei Zhao slowly sat up, turned his head, and asked casually, "Tell me, how do you want him to die?"

Another battle has begun, ending on the 21st. Please don't hoard articles!

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