"What?" Li Cheng was taken aback, standing there dumbfounded, while Muniang looked at Yu Ze, just as clueless about whatever devilish scheme he was cooking up.
Yu Ze's lips curled into a smile, "In these times, things are never quite peaceful, are they? One could, unfortunately, encounter bandits or thieves in a moment of carelessness and there goes the silver."
Muniang was startled, thinking how darkly crafty her husband could be. But she liked it!
"So when are we planning to steal it?" she asked.
"Let them be smug for a day. Tomorrow, when the silver disappears, their despair will be even greater."
Muniang gave a thumbs up: "Brilliant!"
Yu Ze laughed wryly, all this trouble just to get married sooner! If Qinghe's issue couldn't be resolved neatly, who knows when they would return to the Capital? And here he was, the Marshal of the Nation, stooping to thievery for the sake of his bride. How embarrassing would it be if word got out!
