There are carved beams and painted buildings, and there are many attics.
Fu Tingye stood by the window and found that he had not appreciated the scenery of the Hou Mansion like this for many years. Every scene and thing here had not changed at all from when he was a child. The only thing that had changed was probably the people's hearts.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Mrs. Fu, under Cheng Wanmiao's service, tried her best to drink the decoction, but then vomited a lot of it.
The maids and ladies came in and out, waiting on her with fear. The old lady was not in good health, and no one in the house was relaxed.
"Aunt, please don't be angry. The imperial doctors said that you have a deficiency of Qi and Yin, which is caused by internal stagnation. You should relax your mind and body, and don't make things difficult for yourself." Cheng Wanmiao couldn't bear to see her aunt in such pain, while serving her , while silently shedding tears.
Mrs. Fu's breath was weak, but she had an angry look on her face: "Humph, how can I feel comfortable physically and mentally with this traitor? I might as well... I might as well just die."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another violent cough, and he vomited out some more of the decoction he just drank.
Cheng Wanmiao wiped the decoction from the corner of Mrs. Fu's mouth. She took advantage of the moment when she lowered her head to look at Fu Tingye secretly. She saw that the other party was motionless, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Fu Tingye naturally heard it, but...
Yesterday, the imperial doctor told him privately that the old lady's illness had penetrated deep into her bones and she feared she would not have much time left.
He didn't want to argue with her who was seriously ill at this time.
Fortunately, I ignored it and ignored it.
After Cheng Wanmiao finished serving the old lady, she didn't hand the medicine bowl to the girl. Instead, she took it out herself and went straight to the kitchen.
There was still a fire simmering on the stove, and white smoke was still rising from the old lady's decoction. Cheng Wanmiao came inside, and when no one was around, the sadness on her face faded little by little, and there was actually a hint of resentment.
Old madam, it's not that Wanmiao is sorry for you, it's you who planned on Wanmiao first.
Fu Tingye, I will definitely let you marry me. The wife of the Hou Mansion can only be mine.
Perhaps she was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't even hear the footsteps of the maid approaching behind her.
"Miss Cousin, what's wrong with you?" It was Zijuan, the old lady's personal maid.
ah! not good!
Cheng Wanmiao didn't know when there was a bag of things in her hand. She was frightened by Zijuan's words and poured them all into the old lady's medicine jar.
"Miss Cousin, are you okay?" Zijuan came in from behind her, but she didn't notice the scene just now.
Cheng Wanmiao hurriedly kneaded the brown paper in her hand and put it into her sleeve: "No...it's okay. I'm just worried about my wife's condition and feel sad for a moment."
Zijuan looked slightly embarrassed: "My cousin is really dedicated to the old lady. We servants see it and all of us appreciate you."
Try your best...
This sentence sounds a bit harsh.
A trace of imperceptible shame flashed across Cheng Wanmiao's eyes and brows, and she turned around and left in a hurry.
…
Fu Tingye has been staying in the old lady's room for the past two days, never leaving.
Although he was angry with the old lady, he still did everything he could do, such as delivering meals and water.
At this moment, Cheng Wanmiao was not in the room, and the old lady coughed again. Fu Tingye turned away from the maid, filled the hot tea with his own hands and handed it to the old lady's mouth. The old lady didn't even look at it, and with a big wave of his hand, he knocked out the tea cup. Fall to the ground.
"Gui Zi, I won't drink what you gave me."
Fu Tingye sighed: "What does mother want?"
Mrs. Fu closed her eyes and snorted coldly: "What do I want? I want to ask, what do you want? If you want me to die, just continue to insist on marrying that woman!"
Fu Tingye's face darkened.
"General, there are military affairs that need to be handled immediately." The guard came in to report.
Fu Tingye got up and walked out.
Mrs. Fu opened her eyes faintly, looked at his stern figure, and gritted her teeth.
"Come here, call my cousin." Mrs. Fu's eyes suddenly shone.
Cheng Wanmiao came in quickly and supported Mrs. Fu, "Aunt, are you looking for me?"
"Has there been any progress in the past two days?" Mrs. Fu got straight to the point, "I have created such a good opportunity for you, why can't you seize it?"
"Aunt... this..." Cheng Wanmiao was very embarrassed, "Cousin, it seems that I am very disgusted with me."
"Good-for-nothing." Mrs. Fu cursed in a low voice, "Now that I'm so ill, this traitor's attitude has finally softened a bit, but it's up to people to make things happen, and it's up to God to make things happen. You have to weigh it yourself."
"Yes, Wanmiao remembers her aunt's instructions." Cheng Wanmiao looked so sad that I felt pity for her.
Mrs. Fu was a little tired of looking at her crying face these days, and then changed the subject: "I heard from the imperial doctor that I just have a deficiency of qi and blood. This is an old problem. I usually take a few medicines and it will be fine. What happened this time?" So menacing.”
When Cheng Wanmiao heard this, her face looked as usual, but her heart trembled violently.
"Wanmiao doesn't know, maybe..." Cheng Wanmiao paused and said, "Maybe my aunt has been angry with my cousin, so... she hurt her body."
"Hmph! That unfilial son, I raised him in vain!" Mrs. Fu became even more depressed when she mentioned Fu Tingye, "I was just acting for him to see if he dared to bear the charge of being unfilial and marry that woman. "
My cousin might really do that.
Cheng Wanmiao thought to herself, feeling quite discouraged.
This cousin of hers has a cold temperament and an unstable temper. He can't get rid of anything he believes in. Come to think of it... he is not easy to deal with.
"Auntie, don't be impatient, Wanmiao will think of a solution later." Cheng Wanmiao comforted Mrs. Fu, stood up and left the room.
"Sigh... what can you do." Mrs. Fu sighed, "After all, she is not my biological child, and it is not as good as one ten thousandth of what I was when I was young... "
Fu Tingye was handling military affairs in the study, and the guard came to report: "Report to the general, my cousin asks for an audience."
Why is it her again
Fu Tingye was troubled.
"Just say I'm not free."
"But General... Miss Cousin said she had something important to report, related to the old lady's condition."
A strange look flashed across Fu Tingye's stern eyebrows: "Let her in."
"yes."
Cheng Wanmiao entered the study, but it was not the place where Fu Tingye reviewed the military memorials, but an ear room with two bifurcated ancient shelves that formed a full moon. There were some exquisite books and flowers on the shelves, which added a lot to the environment. Less elegant.
Unexpectedly, Fu Tingye has a rough and arrogant personality, but he has such an elegant side in private.
As the heavy footsteps approached, Cheng Wanmiao was a little excited, but she still stabilized her figure and slowly looked back at Fu Tingye.
She dressed up specially today. She wore the most popular lotus leaf flowing water pattern gauze skirt in Shengjing. She combed her hair with flowing clouds. The golden hairpin she received from the queen when she entered the palace last year was inserted into her hair. She moved with her body. Moving, the jingling steps make a crisp sound like wind chimes.
Fu Tingye frowned for no reason. In the blink of an eye, he felt a moving group of gold and silver jewelry shops coming in front of him. Cheng Wanmiao's makeup was even more kitsch and coquettish. The heavy makeup on her eyes made people feel dizzy.
There is no harm without comparison.
He finally knew why he liked Hua Qingxue.
Hibiscus emerges from clear water, and natural ornaments are removed. Only such a woman is the most beautiful.
"Cousin." Cheng Wanmiao greeted him, her voice soft and boneless, crisp to the bone.
"Why did you come to me?" Fu Tingye subconsciously took a step back, feeling uncomfortable all over.
"I..." Cheng Wanmiao wanted to be polite, but she didn't expect Fu Tingye to be so straightforward, so she had to go straight to the point, "Wanmiao was anxious these days when she saw her cousin and aunt having trouble, so she came up with a way to do it. Let my aunt feel relieved and my cousin won't be in such a difficult situation."
"What method?" Fu Tingye asked lightly.
Cheng Wanmiao's watery eyes sparkled, and she secretly said: "Cousin, can you pretend to agree to her request in front of your aunt and marry... marry me to make your aunt feel at ease. After her condition stabilizes, you can tell her that this is... This is just a stopgap solution for both of us.”
"Pretend to agree?" Fu Tingye's expression darkened a bit, and an invisible pressure shocked him.
Cheng Wanmiao heard the wit in the words and explained honestly: "There is only the name of husband and wife, but no reality of husband and wife. Moreover, it is just acting in front of my aunt. In front of others, or the wife of the military commander in my cousin's heart, They all don’t know.”
Fu Tingye thought she would come up with some good ideas, but it turned out to be this kind of trick.
"No." Fu Tingye said indifferently.
Not even possible
Before Cheng Wanmiao came to Fu Tingye, she had already thought of all the responses, but she did not expect that the other party would reject her so simply.
She really couldn't think of any reason for Fu Tingye to reject her.
Wouldn't this method be beneficial to all three of them? Moreover, it will not harm any interests of the military commander's wife for the time being.
"Why does my cousin think it's not possible? Is it because Wanmiao didn't think carefully?"
"It's not that I'm not thoughtful." Fu Tingye pondered for a moment. Perhaps he felt sorry for her and thought about the old lady. He softened his tone and said, "It's just that I don't want to do this. I don't want to have any debt when I marry her in the future."
Even if he pretends to help the old lady, it won't work.
That was in name only a mistreatment of her.
After Fu Tingye said this, he ignored Cheng Wanmiao and walked straight out of the study.
The weather outside is very good, and the warm winter sunshine falls through the huge banyan tree in the Marquis Mansion, like shining ribbons.
I wonder what Hua Qingxue is doing now. Are you thinking about him
No, he must go and see that woman.
Fu Tingye thought so and walked out without stopping.
—The other courtyard is full of life.
Hua Qingxue brought over all the canvases she bought last time. Liang Wensheng and Su Shaowen were busy placing the cloths. They were both curious and excited when they saw the master buying so many canvases at once.
"Master, what are these steps used for, making military tents or water-resistant armor?" Su Shaowen couldn't hold back his words, so he approached Hua Qingxue and asked directly.
Hua Qingxue smiled: "Well... I'll keep it secret for now and won't tell you. You will know it by then."
"Oh." Su Shaowen was slightly frustrated.
Liang Wensheng comforted him from the side: "Junior brother, don't be discouraged. Master's ideas are always bold and innovative. I guess this time it must be something good. Let's wait and see."
"Senior brother said so." Su Shaowen smiled at Liang Wensheng.
Such a smile is innocent and pure, like a lotus flower in midsummer, without a trace of impurities, fresh and bright.
Liang Wensheng sighed silently in his heart: Alas, junior brother is good at everything, but he looks like this... he is too handsome.