The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 137

The lost child sniffed, his cheeks red from the cold. At that moment, it began to snow. Light flakes fell on the child’s head. He looked up for a moment, then lowered his head again. Wu Zhen saw tears in his eyes, but he held them back.

Such a young child, lost and alone, frightened by strange things, yet he didn’t cry. It was clear that his calm temperament had been cultivated from a young age.

Wu Zhen was observing the young child in a good mood when something unexpected happened. A wet weed suddenly emerged from the river, quickly wrapping around one of the child’s legs as if it had a life of its own, and pulled him into the water.

With a splash, the child fell into the river without even having time to call for help. Wu Zhen saw the stunned expression on the little face and subconsciously rushed over to grab his hand, but her hand passed through his. She watched helplessly as the child was dragged into the cold water by a tiny water spirit.

Cursing, Wu Zhen was furious. She was just a bystander and couldn’t do anything she wanted to. Despite her anger, she reminded herself that this was merely something the child had experienced before. Since it had happened, it meant he was fine then, and someone must have saved him.

Just as she was thinking this, Wu Zhen heard several footsteps approaching along with voices.

“Don’t worry, Madam. The Second Lady is smart. She will be fine.”

“This child is really… Oh, we must find her as soon as possible,” a very gentle female voice sighed, full of worry.

A gentle-looking young lady, accompanied by several servants, walked toward that direction. Wu Zhen was stunned when she saw this woman. Although her mother had passed away when she was just a few years old, Wu Zhen had never forgotten her appearance.

That was her mother, the one who had protected and loved her in her memory, the person she had relied on the most when she was not yet a Cat Lord and still afraid of those monsters. As she watched the woman approach, Wu Zhen’s heart filled with a bittersweet mixture of emotions, causing the smile on her face to vanish and her throat to choke.

The woman could not see her. She and Wu Zhen passed by each other and walked to the river. Soon, Wu Zhen heard some noise in the water and was startled. The woman shouted in panic and anxiety, “A child has fallen into the river. Is it Zhen’er? Hurry, hurry…” As she spoke, she was about to jump into the river without hesitation, but a servant behind her stopped her.

“Madam, let this slave jump. You can’t go into the water in this cold winter.”

As they were talking, a servant had already jumped into the water and picked up the child. The woman and the servants then realized that the child who had fallen into the water was not the one they were looking for. However, the woman was only stunned for a moment; she quickly took off her cloak, wrapped the child in it, and held him in her arms.

“How could such a small child fall into the water?” The woman held the shivering child in her arms with pity and hurriedly instructed the servants to leave. “First, find a place to change the child’s wet clothes and give him some hot soup. You all go ask around to see if anyone else has a child missing.”

Wu Zhen followed them silently, watching her mother rescue her future husband, clean him up, and hold him in an inn to warm himself by the fire. She was beautiful, spoke softly, and coaxed the frightened child to drink a bowl of hot sweet porridge.

Touching the child’s head, the woman sighed lovingly, “Such a young child is so sensible and obedient.” Then, thinking of something, she looked outside the door with concern, saying, “It would be great if Zhen’er could be half as sensible and obedient as this child.”

Wu Zhen finally smiled. She scratched her cheek, sat down next to her mother, leaned on her shoulder, and reached out to pinch the little boy in her mother’s arms.

The maid beside her comforted the woman, “Don’t worry, Madam. The servants at home have already gone to look for her and will find the Second Lady soon.”

After a while, a man, followed by the Wu family’s servants, came in. When the child sitting in the woman’s arms saw the man, his eyes lit up, and he called him, “Dad.”

Wu Zhen stood up and carefully looked at the man who had entered. Was it the previous Cat Lord?

The father who had lost his child hugged his son, relief evident on his face, and then bowed solemnly to his savior.

“Madam, you saved my son’s life today. I am truly grateful. I will definitely repay you in the future!”

The woman smiled politely and didn’t take it seriously. Wu Zhen was stunned and suddenly thought, could it be that her own mother saved his life, so when she was dying, the previous Cat Lord appeared and saved her life by giving her the position of Cat Lord? So that was to repay a favor?

While Wu Zhen was lost in thought, the man left with his son, and the woman walked out of the inn, ready to continue searching for her daughter. At that moment, a servant approached her with a little girl. The girl wore a big, fearless smile, jumped into the woman’s arms, called her sweetly, and kissed her on the face.

The anger on the woman’s face transformed into helpless tenderness. She held her close and gently reminded her not to run around next time.

Wu Zhen stood at the door of the inn, with the former Cat Lord holding his son in his left hand and her mother holding her daughter in her right hand. She stood in the middle and saw little Mei Zhuyu lying on his father’s shoulder, looking over at her curiously. The smiling little girl caused Wu Zhen to subconsciously look over as well. The two children’s eyes seemed to meet for a moment, then they both turned away, not paying attention. One was lively and active, gesturing happily in her mother’s arms, while the other silently turned his head and hugged his father’s neck to relieve the shock he had just experienced.

Wu Zhen couldn’t remember how old she was when such an incident occurred, but at that time, she probably never thought that one day she would marry the little boy she glanced at on the snowy Lantern Festival night, and the same was likely true for her husband.

The two groups walked further and further away, finally disappearing completely into the night, with no more intersection.

Wu Zhen saw two more insignificant memories, but she still couldn’t find a way to wake up her husband. She tried dangling in front of him, weaving around him, and even yelling in his ear, but it was all in vain; her husband still couldn’t see or hear her.

Is this how we are going to waste time? Wu Zhen thought, and suddenly found that the scene had changed again. This time it was a place she was familiar with: Duke Yu’s Mansion, her home.

Seeing the lights and decorations in the mansion, she realized it was their wedding day. Wu Zhen decided not to waste time with her husband. She went straight into the mansion to look for herself. Since it was their wedding, if there was a husband, there must be a her.

Sure enough, when she walked into her room, Wu Zhen saw a ‘Wu Zhen’ sitting inside, wearing a green wedding dress. She had a strange premonition and took a few steps forward to grab ‘Wu Zhen’, unexpectedly catching her. When the other self was stunned, Wu Zhen suddenly transformed into her cat form, opened her big mouth, and swallowed that ‘Wu Zhen’.

Seeing that the clothes she was wearing had turned into the wedding dress that Wu Zhen had worn, Wu Zhen laughed. Very good, she guessed right. She couldn’t influence others in the place where her husband was trapped, but she could control herself.