The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 352 - 349: Yes, I Deserve It

In the following days, Yu Tingwan learned to manage household affairs. She became familiar with the stewards in various places.

Ning Suxuan was really strict, always wearing a stern face.

"Why such a simple task still..."

The girl pressed her hands on her knees, rubbed them awkwardly, blinked at her, and spoke softly.

"Mother-in-law, you better treat me well, I’m your only daughter-in-law."

Ning Suxuan: ...

She did feel a bit threatened.

But she had to admit, Yu Tingwan was easy to teach. The more they interacted, the less unfamiliar she became, and once she got the hang of it, she learned fast.

Because of this, Yu Tingwan became a bit complacent.

Her excessive enthusiasm made her somewhat sloppy. Her actions became slower when checking the accounts.

Yu Tingwan looked up and glanced around.

Ning Suxuan was silently transcribing Buddhist scriptures. Nanny Ru was beside her, helping grind the ink stick.

Yu Tingwan glanced at the hourglass again, suddenly stood up, and packed up her writing tools.

Hearing the commotion, Nanny Ru looked over.

"Heir’s wife, are you...?"

Yu Tingwan: "I’m going back."

"But there’s still half an incense stick time left."

Problem student Yu Tingwan: ...

"Since my mind’s not in it, I guess I’ll leave."

Ning Suxuan didn’t stop writing, her expression indifferent: "No need to come tomorrow or the day after, either."

Yu Tingwan was silent for a moment, seriously reflecting.

"Mother-in-law is truly considerate, I’ve indeed been too diligent these past few days."

It’s not like her at all.

Ning Suxuan: ...

So shameless.

How could she say that with a straight face.

Watching Yu Tingwan’s silhouette grow distant until it disappeared, Ning Suxuan shook her head helplessly, but without realizing it, a glimmer of a smile passed through her eyes.

Very faint, very slight.

As if it could dissipate with the wind.

As if it... never appeared at all.

Ning Suxuan continued to lower her head and transcribe the Buddhist scriptures. Only after writing the final character did she set the pen down and rise, gathering all the thick stack of scriptures she’d written to take to the Wei Family Ancestral Hall.

She went to burn them every half-month.

To pray for that person’s blessing.

——

Lan Garden was particularly lively at this moment.

Many Wei Family Army members had arrived and were queuing up.

Yu Tingwan happened to catch up!

Unfortunately, most of them were unfamiliar faces.

Tan Jiang beside her said: "Every year, the Wei Family Army underlings need to spar once. A hundred people per group are drawn by lot, and the victors of each group gather to draw lots and fight again."

"In the military camp, strength is most valued. As long as one’s fist is strong enough to win respect from superiors, they can take their place."

"Fight tier by tier until only the last twenty are left, then they have a chance to be brought before the General."

Tan Jiang: "These Wei Family Army members are all here for Vice General Chi and Rong Di."

But they weren’t thinking of replacing them.

"Only by defeating either of them does one have the qualification to spar with the General."

She said: "We martial artists go all out just in hopes of getting beaten by the General, we’re all crazy for it."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Doesn’t understand.

But respects it.

Yu Tingwan: "Do you... want to be beaten by your husband?"

Tan Jiang: "Yes."

"Never had the chance."

Yu Tingwan: ...

"Unfortunately, no one has managed to defeat Chi and Rong for years. But in the midst of the battle, being given some pointers is also quite beneficial to them."

As these words fell, they heard some Wei Family Army members in the queue talking behind them.

"Ling Zhe, are you going to challenge Vice General Chi or Lord Rong later?"

"Of course, Lord Chi!"

Ling Zhe’s eyes lit up with excitement, without hesitation: "Although it’s my first time here, I have seniors guiding me. Lord Chi seems cold, but always knows when to stop. Lord Rong, on the other hand, shows no mercy—in our last match, a brother beaten by him was bedridden for over half a month. Since then, he hides when he sees Lord Rong."

"Makes sense!"

"I’m afraid of pain too, I’ll fight Lord Chi."

"Me too!"

"I’ll be the last one, once you tire Lord Chi out, maybe I’ll get lucky. Haha."

Yu Tingwan: ...

What a sneaky strategy.

Tan Jiang disapproved: "There’s more meaning in fighting Rong Di, what do they know?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

Not everyone is like you! Some value their lives!

The Wei Family Army member at the front was flushed with excitement.

"Lord Chi, please grant me guidance."

Chi Yu nodded and jumped onto the platform.

By the time Yu Tingwan sat on the grandmaster’s chair next to Wei Zhao, the two had already begun fighting.

She didn’t understand the moves, but she could tell Chi Yu was clearly more fluid.

Wei Zhao held a teacup, leaning back.

"Back quite early."

Wei Zhao turned his head, his tone vague: "Late arrival and early departure."

"Nonsense, I wasn’t late!"

Wei Zhao twitched the corners of his mouth: "I wronged you, you arrived just on time this morning."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao: "But you left early."

Yu Tingwan expressionless: "You think I should get some paper and pen."

Wei Zhao had a bad premonition.

Yu Tingwan smiled at him: "Husband should know, I’m not someone who works hard."

"Definitely wouldn’t practice calligraphy."

"It’s nothing much."

"Just simply recording your evil actions and words."

Yu Tingwan: "To me, it’s just something to do now, it’s not tiring. I can review it later at leisure."

"Husband, don’t you agree?"

Wei Zhao slowly put down the teacup, listless: "Yes, I deserve it."

No weapons were used on the platform.

After a fight, Chi Yu won and was just about to jump off the platform.

"Lord Chi!"

The second Wei Family Army member quickly stepped forward: "Please grant me guidance."

Then the third one, the fourth one.

Rong Di was fine initially, standing with arms crossed and a blade of grass in his mouth.

Occasionally, he’d leisurely give some comments. But later, as no one chose him, his face grew darker.

Yu Tingwan watched his increasingly foul mood with glee.

Rong Di finally couldn’t bear it any longer. He directly charged into the queue, his gaze sharp.

"Anyone willing to spar with me?"

Everyone averted their eyes, burying their heads to avoid meeting his gaze.

Rong Di: ???

He was fuming.

Is Chi Yu really that good!

He randomly pulled someone out: "I order you to fight with me!"

Ling Zhe was terrified, shrinking back, stuttering.

"No... no, no."

"It’s the General’s rule, he never said we must choose you, Lord Rong."

Rong Di strode toward Wei Zhao.

"General! You..."

Wei Zhao: "What’s wrong with me?"

"That rule..."

Wei Zhao: "It’s correct."

Rong Di: ?

What is this?

Then Wei Zhao added: "I’m embarrassed for you."

Yu Tingwan: "Ha!"

Rong Di didn’t know why Wei Zhao was in such a bad mood.

Shunzi arrived from outside at this time.

Not wanting to miss the rare sparring, he didn’t hesitate to join the queue, only to hear Rong Di calling him from behind the General.

Shunzi walked over: "Does General have any orders?"

Rong Di: "Who are you planning to fight?"

"Lord Chi."

Shunzi had plenty of chances to fight Rong Di, but sparring with Chi Yu was rare.

"What’s wrong? Are you feeling unbalanced because more Wei Family Army chose Lord Chi over you?"

He comforted: "It’s no big deal, you’ll just save some effort."