The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 18: The Bride Is... Herself

She was surprised and felt strange.

Her past life memories shouldn’t include the event of Wei Shen getting married.

Regardless of whether the Wei Family Army saved her after she fled the marriage. With her temper, she would never go back to Linxi Village. Nor should she have any entanglement with Wei Shen.

Unable to figure it out, Yu Tingwan simply stopped thinking about it.

She looked at the bride on the couch, then at Wei Shen.

Wei Shen’s world-weary face showed gloominess, melancholy, and disdain, without a trace of newlywed joy.

However, she had to admit, his face was handsome enough.

But Yu Tingwan was not amazed by it.

She liked those with broad shoulders and a sturdy build like her father, which looked reliable.

Wei Shen removed the bothersome and ugly big red flower from his chest. Only then did he lift his eyelids to look at the bride on the couch, his emotions unreadable.

Not a single smile on his face.

Those who knew thought he was getting married, those who didn’t might have thought someone in his family had died.

Seeing Wei Shen step toward the bed, Yu Tingwan was not worried about seeing something she shouldn’t. Instead, she followed to watch. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

Quickly lift the veil.

She really wanted to see! Which unlucky girl ended up with this?

"Wan Niang."

"Wan Niang, what’s wrong with you?"

A worried voice came from the distant horizon, ethereal and empty.

Yu Tingwan looked around in confusion but caught nothing.

Just for a brief moment, it was the dull creaking sound of an old bed; the bride was pressed under Wei Shen, with two buttons undone, revealing a section of a white neck.

Wei Shen spoke, surprised.

"Why is it so white?"

Is he that impatient?

What was the rush just now?

Yu Tingwan was about to make fun of it when she suddenly saw the bride’s face clearly.

The smile at the corner of her mouth suddenly vanished.

No one could be more familiar with this face than she was.

Yu Tingwan’s hand trembled uncontrollably.

It was actually herself.

"Wan Niang, Wan Niang."

Hui Niang urgently grabbed Yu Tingwan, who was slipping downward.

Yu Tingwan struggled to stand straight, and her eyes gradually refocused.

"Are you unwell anywhere?"

Hui Niang saw her pale face: "I’ll take you to see Doctor Qian."

Yu Tingwan dazedly said, "I’m fine."

It’s just bizarre.

In her past life, she refused to marry into the Dong Family and was slapped by Landlord Dong, but she still resisted.

Mrs. Wang saw her making a fuss and forcefully fed her medicine, planning to quietly send her out in the dead of night.

Yu Tingwan bit her tongue, biting out blood to stay clear-headed.

The only one who could stop all this was the Village Chief.

But he was too far away.

When Mrs. Wang and Landlord Dong let their guards down, she chose to run to Aunt Wu’s next door for shelter.

But there was no one at the Wu Family.

And Mrs. Wang chased after her.

She could only run forward in a panic, but the drug’s effect was too strong; she felt weak all over, slipped, fell, and hit the stone slab at the Wu Family’s door.

Her forehead was smashed with a bloody hole.

Not long ago, she saw in her past life memories that when she ran out from the Dong Family in a wedding dress, her forehead had a shallow scar.

But when she married Wei Shen, there was none.

Yu Tingwan breathed heavily.

There’s only one answer, what she just saw was not the past, but... what was going to happen.

Beside her, Hui Niang was still talking, but she couldn’t hear a word.

The young girl had a strange expression, unable to digest the matter.

Seeing her staring blankly, Hui Niang softly asked, "Wan Niang, why do you keep staring at my Lang?"

If it were any other family’s gentleman, who wouldn’t be puzzled? Only her Lang was unmoved.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t possibly say it was to take a closer look at who will be pressing on her in the future.

Her reply was vague and ambiguous, "I just think the peace charm hanging from his neck looks nice."

Hui Niang, being simple-minded, believed it!

Then she noticed Wei Zhao reacting significantly.

Wei Zhao first knitted his brows, tucked the peace charm into his clothes, and wore it close to his skin. After doing so, he disregarded his wound, flipped over to face away from Yu Tingwan, and continued to daze off.

Yu Tingwan: ...

She wasn’t going to snatch it!

Everyone who knew Wei Zhao knew his temperament.

He seemed indifferent to everything, but whether it was people or objects, if it belonged to him, no one was allowed to covet, envy, or touch it.

The inkstone his father gave him during his lifetime was touched by Heir of Marquis Zhongyong, Xiao Huaian, in a provocation; Wei Zhao wiped it with a handkerchief not less than ten times.

That night, Xiao Huaian’s arm inexplicably got dislocated.

Everyone knew Wei Zhao was favored by the emperor, and even the Imperial Physician in the palace didn’t dare to fix Xiao Huaian’s arm back.

Wei Zhao’s actions frightened the Wei Family couple; although it didn’t affect the wound, they were still scared.

The couple didn’t dare to delay, seeing Yu Tingwan was really fine, fearing Wei Zhao might cause another problem, they hurried home.

Yu Tingwan watched the donkey cart vanish in the distance, recalling Wei Shen’s reluctant stance in marrying her, she decided to ignore it for now, but she must continue sizing him up.

The past life’s trajectory has changed; who can say what will happen in the future.

She turned and entered the mountains.

This time’s harvest wasn’t much, yam wasn’t easy to dig up. Linxi Village was poor but backed by the mountains.

She dug some wild vegetables, picked a few fruits on her way down, and finally found quite a few mushrooms under a tree.

Yu Tingwan didn’t know if these mushrooms were poisonous or not, so she picked them all to ask later.

Better if they were edible, if not, she’d throw them away.

On her way back to the old house, Yu Tingwan saw a group of women gathered talking.

"Hey, have you seen Silly Girl? Her mother is looking for her everywhere again."

The gossiping Granny Fan was among them.

She slanted her eyes, her tone certain, "She must have been coaxed by some rascal with a candy into the haystack again."

Shameless.

"She’s not smart, and only gets dumber, every time coming back dirty from outside, clothes all disheveled, with marks on her neck, yet she only smiles silly at people."

"If I were her mother, I would have strangled her long ago, saving the disgrace."

Yu Tingwan didn’t want to listen to this, nor did she want to speak ill of others.

Granny Fan saw Yu Tingwan bypass them without a greeting, pursed her lips.

She couldn’t help but turn her head, "In the past, she didn’t want to show her face and didn’t leave her house much; now she can’t wait to go up the mountain every day. Look, there’s another unmarried lad going out to see her."

Someone spoke up for Yu Tingwan, "Wan Niang is a decent person, she ignores those lads whistling at her."

Granny Fan muttered, "But she looks like a fox spirit, what’s decent about her."

Someone said, "That’s not right. She hasn’t stolen or robbed, there’s nothing wrong with her."

"I heard, she learned to read before her family had troubles. Those who can read generally understand reason."

Granny Fan still begrudged Yu Tingwan for dismissing her two nephews, "Who can guarantee that?"

"Her mother even..."

Just started, Yu Tingwan suddenly stopped ahead.

She turned around expressionless.

"If you can’t speak properly, just shut up."

She said coldly, "All day long, talking about others, don’t you realize how annoying you are?"