The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!

Chapter 493 - 490: See? The Winds Are Changing

Duke Shun Mansion.

"No, your husband sent Elder Ge to the Imperial Palace?"

Shen Zhiyi styled her womanly hair bun, wearing a begonia red brocade dress with moon white gauze sleeves, in disbelief.

"Why is he so attentive to that person?"

Yu Tingwan ate cherries, eyes downcast: "You also think he’s attentive?"

"Isn’t that obvious?"

"Even the Holy Emperor can see it."

Yu Tingwan: "There’s a difference between my husband being ordered to bring Elder Ge to the palace and him voluntarily inviting him in."

"With my father-in-law’s life at stake, do you think he’d dare to take the prescription Elder Ge offers him?"

Understood.

Taking preemptive action.

Shen Zhiyi gave a thumbs up.

Yu Tingwan: "That’s not all."

"What else?"

Yu Tingwan: "Before entering the palace, he practiced at home for half an incense stick’s time. How to drop the medicine chest naturally without a trace."

"The pills Elder Ge hand-crafted fell to the ground."

The pills are actually useless for Emperor Qian’s condition.

But if the Imperial Physicians see them and are then swayed by Elder Ge’s detailed persuasion and analysis, they might find them useful.

Some of the elixir’s ingredients are hard to come by.

It’s impossible to concoct them in a short time.

"I’m quite curious to see if that person will pick it up like a dog and swallow it whole."

"Isn’t this overt malice?"

Yu Tingwan chuckled: "Obviously, it was dropped accidentally. The person who kindly brought the medicine should be grateful, right?"

That time, Wei Zhao never pursued Liang Yue relentlessly at the border, yet Emperor Ying still had to endure it.

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Seems quite reasonable.

Yu Tingwan looked at her: "Is there a reason for your visit today?"

"What are you saying? Can’t I come without a reason?"

Shen Zhiyi: "I came out of kindness to visit you, how come you..."

Yu Tingwan responded gently and directly: "If you have a request, just say it frankly."

Since she arrived, there had been a heavy burden on her mind, struggling to speak.

Can she not notice?

Shen Zhiyi hesitated.

"That..."

Her eyes wandered.

Looking around, there was no one.

Shen Zhiyi lightly coughed.

"I have something to ask you."

"Actually, I should ask my mother about this, but since she’s an elder, I find it hard to speak."

"They say an elder sister is like a mother. You know my elder sister married far away. When I got married, she came back for only three days before leaving. So I couldn’t consult her."

"After much thought, I turned to you."

Yu Tingwan didn’t react much.

Shen Zhiyi: "You’re so knowledgeable and well-versed."

The knowledgeable Yu Tingwan, upon hearing this, sat upright and serious.

She was solemn.

"Since that’s the case, I can’t be modest."

Yu Tingwan: "Ask whatever you need, don’t be polite with me."

Shen Zhiyi indeed was not polite.

"I’ve been married for a while now, and it’s quite troubling."

Yu Tingwan nodded in understanding: "Having someone around suddenly requires time to adjust."

"It’s not that."

Shen Zhiyi: "Xiao Huaian asks for quite a lot."

"I find it hard to handle."

"I just want to know if other couples are like this."

Yu Tingwan: ...

You’re really not being polite.

"How would I know about other couples... I’m not eavesdropping under their beds."

Shen Zhiyi: "What about you?"

Shen Zhiyi: "Aren’t you the best example?"

"Honestly, when I see him now, my legs get weak."

"No wonder I heard before, don’t marry someone who practices martial arts. All that vigor is exerted on me."

Shen Zhiyi: "Why aren’t you saying anything? How did you endure it?"

She now knew that Wei Zhao was pretending to be sick.

Yu Tingwan was blunt, speaking straightforwardly, but matters of the bedroom were seldom discussed with outsiders.

She paused for a moment.

"Just... you’ll get used to it."

Shen Zhiyi: ...

What a perfect answer.

"Madam."

Tan Jiang entered from outside, holding an invitation.

Yu Tingwan looked over.

"From whom?"

"Sent by the Fifth Prince Consort."

Shen Zhiyi: "At this critical moment, she’s planning a banquet? Is she crazy?"

Yu Tingwan took it and quickly skimmed through: "She’s very clever."

"With all the clamor outside, Ying Yin is at the forefront, so even if she doesn’t go, she has to do something."

"Currently, the biggest shortage in the disaster area is grain. How long can the money seized from confiscations buy grain for? Not to mention the post-disaster reconstruction and helping them recover economically. The Fifth Prince Consort is probably inviting many noble ladies for a banquet to organize donations. Contributing money and effort while gaining a good reputation to silence the public."

Yu Tingwan had received many invitations before, each elegant and luxurious.

Some were made of gold paper, with embossed cloud and crane patterns on mud-gilded paper.

Some were made of Southern Border Ice Silk, neither silk nor flax.

But the one in her hand was unremarkable, simple, and ordinary.

The Fifth Prince Consort was someone who deeply valued appearances. Now that the palace is reducing expenses, she follows suit without hesitation.

No one can find fault with her.

Previously, the Fifth Prince Consort held banquets, and she had reasons not to attend, but with this cause...

Yu Tingwan: "I have to go."

"Again, I have to meet a group of cunning people, I actually..."

Shen Zhiyi shivered.

Are you going to unleash havoc again!

Yu Tingwan, under her expectant gaze: "I’m actually quite afraid."

What?

Shen Zhiyi: ???

Yu Tingwan got lost in her own emotions: "I’m so fragile."

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Yu Tingwan: "I shatter at the slightest touch."

Yu Tingwan: "What if I get schemed against?"

Shen Zhiyi: ...

Yu Tingwan was truly worried.

"I feel like I can’t withstand even the slightest storm."

Shen Zhiyi, unable to tolerate: "Don’t you know what you’re made of?"

More vicious than me!

Who would dare mess with you!

Yu Tingwan glared at her, choosing not to argue.

Outside, there was a rumble of thunder.

She stood up and walked to the window.

The sky was ominously dark.

Her expression flickered with intense emotions, which disappeared with a blink, leaving only serenity.

"I must have seen worse weather than this."

Tan Jiang responded: "I have seen it too, back home the plum rain season always brings intermittent rain for half a month. Just like in Shangjing, big thunder but little rain, nothing to worry about."

Yu Tingwan said: "I wasn’t talking about Shangjing."

Shen Zhiyi swung her fan: "Listen to your nonsense. How did you see the disaster area’s plight from here?"

Even if not talking about floods, during the famine years, Yu Tingwan wasn’t even born.

Yu Tingwan whispered: "I’ve seen it."

Shen Zhiyi also stood up, standing beside her.

"Then tell me, what is it like?"

Yu Tingwan remained silent.

She stared unblinkingly at the violently shaking begonias in the flowerbed being brutally lashed by raindrops, the petals scattered like rouge tears, yet a few drooping with wet heads, vividly red with poignant beauty, stubbornly clinging to the branches.

After a while, her slender hand pressed against the place on her belly that was stabbed in a past life, and she simply whispered: "I haven’t remembered everything yet."

It’s too little.

Her memories are still too few.

She does have the opportunity to start over.

"It’s just pitiful that innocent people suffer."

"Water can carry a boat, it can also overturn it. The imperial family’s golden steps are always built on the bones and blood of the people, the nation’s tapestry is a web woven by millions of subjects, once the silk is all drawn away, it will reduce the splendid robe to ashes."

She laughed softly.

"Look."

"The weather’s about to change."