The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 193: You Look Good but Are Useless

At the same time, the sky was as dark as ink, and the rain poured down, shrouding the village in an impenetrable mist.

There was a creak.

The old door dragged out a long sound.

Fu Meng came out.

In the twilight, his tiger-like eyes were exceptionally bright, almost luminous, but now they were filled with worry.

He couldn’t understand.

Truly.

He wasn’t even allowed on Wei Zhao’s bed, so why could Yu Tingwan!

How long had Yu Tingwan been here, and she could replace him already?

Absolutely not.

Once the novelty wore off, he would still be Wei Zhao’s favorite!!!

Understanding this, Fu Meng felt at ease.

Although there were signs of the weather warming, and the snow had completely melted.

But the mountain was damp and chillier than elsewhere.

The considerate tiger worried about the master being cold, lifted his paw confidently, and closed the door.

The pharmacy was filled with a strong medicinal smell, the air bitter.

Wei Zhao had been taking medicine for a period, and his body had absorbed a faint medicinal fragrance, which was actually quite pleasant.

The curtains hung down, blocking everything outside, leaving only this small space.

The girl’s slender waist moved gracefully, her breath seemed soft. Wei Zhao loosely pulled her into his embrace, his heart somewhat fluttered, and he made no further inappropriate moves.

After all, he couldn’t do anything strenuous yet.

There was nothing he could do.

If it truly came to it, the girl was carefree, and he would be the one to suffer.

Yu Tingwan wasn’t in good spirits, closing her eyes only to see an indistinct tombstone and the dazzling golden phoenix hairpin.

It was exactly the same dream as last time.

Yu Tingwan tightly clenched Wei Zhao’s collar, burying her head in the crook of his neck.

With her breathing, that spot itched terribly.

Wei Zhao’s body momentarily tensed, but he quickly adjusted.

"Dreams are false, not to be believed."

Yu Tingwan: ...

But her dream felt real.

Wei Zhao spoke gently, "Perhaps too much has happened these past few days, you’re burdened with thoughts and were frightened. How about letting Elder Ge prescribe some Nourishing God Soup for you?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

Fine.

If she were Wei Zhao, she wouldn’t believe it either.

The girl’s eyes fluttered.

"Uh..."

She felt stifled, reluctantly asking, "What’s the name of the current Grand Tutor?"

Wei Zhao was slightly surprised, "Gu Fuju."

Great, it matched the name the noblewoman in the dream called.

Yu Tingwan felt a chill all over.

She thought, that tomb might very well be hers!

No mistake about it!

Otherwise, why would that woman look terrified as if she had seen a ghost!

Seeing her silent, Wei Zhao lowered his head, their breaths intertwined.

"What’s wrong?"

Yu Tingwan: "My heart feels uncomfortable."

Wei Zhao frowned, worried, and took her pulse.

Then.

"I think you shouldn’t be uncomfortable."

But you’re not letting me have a massage, why expose me!

Yu Tingwan was displeased.

It was unclear if it was the darkness around or her discomfort, but Wei Zhao’s voice was unusually gentle: "Let’s choose a good feng shui spot later and set up a tomb for your parents, shall we?"

That great fire left nothing behind, including the Yu Family couple’s remains.

A tomb without remains would require the deceased’s clothes or items to replace the body.

One could also carve the name and birth details on cypress wood, place it in a coffin, and bury it.

Back then, Yu Tingwan was still young, and had wanted to set up a shrine at home, but Mrs. Wang disagreed.

The reason was quite valid.

The death was tragic, and setting up a shrine at home would bring bad luck.

She even thought of digging a pit on the mountain and setting up a tomb.

Yet was not permitted and was told it was nonsense.

Hu Dazhu remained silent by her side.

Evidently, he was on Mrs. Wang’s side.

Yu Tingwan, observing the mood, could only go to the foot of the mountain each year and secretly burn some paper money.

After all, people were ignorant then, believing in ghosts and gods. As a guest in the Hu Family, she had no audacity.

Only now did she realize.

It was clearly out of their guilt.

If the young girl set up a shrine in the house, worshiping daily, how scared would they be?

Even on the mountain, they would be scared as well.

Yu Tingwan: ...

She had indeed planned to do that.

Just hadn’t shared with Wei Zhao.

Actually...

In the dark, the girl pressed her lips together.

She actually had her own little thoughts.

Meeting her parents was a very solemn affair, and if Wei Zhao helped manage it and nodded before her parents’ tombstone, wouldn’t that make him the recognized son-in-law of the Yu Family?

In case...

In case she and Wei Zhao parted ways in the end...

Waiting for a long time without a response from her.

Wei Zhao squinted, "Oh."

Yu Tingwan: ??

"Why are you saying oh?"

Wei Zhao: "Climbed onto my bed in the middle of the night, now lying in my arms, and still considering whether to take responsibility."

Yu Tingwan: !!!

Wei Zhao, expressionless, "Seems I guessed correctly."

Yu Tingwan, feeling guilty, intended to slowly retreat from his embrace. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"I should go back to sleep."

Yu Tingwan, amidst her banter, didn’t forget to be considerate.

"Elder Ge mentioned you need to take a medicinal bath tomorrow before eating breakfast. You should sleep early; you’ll have to get up early."

She had just propped herself up when Wei Zhao pulled her back.

"Where are you running off to?"

Yu Tingwan: "Not running."

"Then what are you doing?"

Yu Tingwan: "We haven’t slept together for a while."

Wei Zhao: "Oh."

Yu Tingwan: !!

You realized something again!

Wei Zhao: "Trying to dodge the question?"

Yu Tingwan pretended not to hear, speaking to herself: "I’m really not used to it."

Wei Zhao had noticed.

Yu Tingwan hadn’t been cuddling or being touchy as she used to.

In this state, even Wei Zhao felt... a bit uncomfortable.

The girl lacked spirit: "It’s like..."

She struggled to find the words.

Wei Zhao’s eyelids twitched, sensing it wasn’t good news.

Sure enough.

"Like having an affair."

In the past, Wei Zhao would remain silent, letting Yu Tingwan say whatever, without responding.

But now, he wasn’t going to die.

"Really?"

His voice was calm: "What kind of affair entails just lying down and talking?"

Yu Tingwan: ??

"Are you asking me?"

"If you want to do something, I won’t stop you."

She softly whispered: "Isn’t it enough to cherish the present? Give me some more time for the future."

Wei Zhao held the girl’s hand.

Soft like she had no bones.

He wasn’t planning to push Yu Tingwan; she would be his eventually.

Moreover, the girl was overly sensitive.

She was no longer the young girl who fearlessly opposed the teacher.

She had experienced a lot, understood the coldness and warmth of human nature, and learned to consider the pros and cons before committing to anything.

"Oh."

Yu Tingwan felt on edge: ??

"What do you want to say now?"

Wei Zhao: "Still want to leave after the fun."

But did you gain anything?!

Yu Tingwan felt unconvinced.

Previously, Wei Zhao had always kept his distance, restrained and reserved, even calling her unseemly.

Yu Tingwan thought he was being unfair, but once, seeing Wei Zhao’s condition, she was very surprised.

Now that his condition was improving, he was more affectionate than before.

He even wanted to hold her while sleeping.

But that was the extent of it.

Wei Zhao’s hand was very well-behaved, resting on her waist without moving an inch.

What could be the reason?

Was she not attractive enough?

Impossible!

How could she not be attractive enough!

It wasn’t her problem.

It must be with Wei Zhao.

The answer came to her.

Yu Tingwan was annoyed.

"Is that my fault?"

Her tone was firm: "It’s you, appealing to the eye but not effective."