The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 16

Miss Sun, one of the only two ladies in the group, keenly sensed something was amiss and looked at Mei Si suspiciously. “No, Mei Si, tell me, do you know whose house Sister Zhen is going to?”

 Mei Si watched Wu Zhen enter the house, and his expression suddenly became indescribable. Surrounded by his friends, facing pairs of eyes eager for the truth, he finally had to answer honestly, “That is my eldest cousin’s house.”

Everyone was silent for a moment, then looked at each other with bewildered expressions. “Ah? Who is your eldest cousin?”

It was the first time Wu Zhen had entered Mei Zhuyu’s house through the main gate. He was not at home, still on duty. Only the old servant was in the house. Not recognizing her, the servant looked puzzled when he opened the door. After Wu Zhen explained her identity, the old man smiled and warmly invited her in.

Since Mei Zhuyu was not there, Wu Zhen did not stay long. After dropping off all the wild geese, she borrowed a brush and paper to leave a few words, then left the house and went home.

When Mei Zhuyu returned home, the old servant came forward and smiled, “Ah Lang, the second lady from the Wu family was here just now.”

Mei Zhuyu: “… She’s gone?”

“Yes, she left after putting down the things.” The old servant handed him two pieces of paper, “But she left a message for Ah Lang.”

Mei Zhuyu stood in front of the cage of wild geese and unfolded the two pieces of paper. The handwriting on the papers was sloppy.

——Reciprocity. The word in the first line left Mei Zhuyu speechless. There was no such reciprocity. He had personally hunted a goose and sent it to her house to propose marriage. It was his intention and also the rule.

They had just finished the first of the six ceremonies, the Nacai ceremony (formal marriage proposal). After the subsequent asking for the name, accepting the marriage proposal, accepting the betrothal gift, and asking for the date, he would hunt a goose and send it to Duke Yu’s Mansion, but now…

In the letter Wu Zhen left for him, she said that these geese would be kept for his future use so that he wouldn’t have to go hunting geese again. As for the extra geese, he could cook and eat them.

Mei Zhuyu stood quietly for a long while before he sighed softly, folded the paper, and put it away. He then stared at the geese in the cage, picked out the most seriously injured one, and handed it to the old slave next to him.

The old slave asked, “Ah Lang, this?”

Mei Zhuyu replied, “Cook it.”

Regardless of what Mei Zhuyu thought, Wu Zhen did have good intentions. First, she thought that the young man was a weak scholar, so there was no need for him to go hunting geese every time. Although hunting geese was easy for her, it was still difficult for ordinary people. The young man looked like a scholar and didn’t seem proficient in archery, so it probably wasn’t easy for him.

Secondly, she did not sense the aura of the undead corpse in the city and suspected that it was hiding outside the city. The young man had kept the undead bone close to him before and had been somewhat contaminated with the aura of the undead bone. It would be dangerous if he was targeted by the undead corpse, so she simply shot the geese and sent them over to save him the trouble and prevent him from running around outside the city and accidentally getting into danger.

That night, Wu Zhen went to Yan Tower in the Monster City. Huzhu and Quack had already arrived.

“We’ll continue to search for the undead bones tonight. It’s best to find all these things as soon as possible and force the undead corpse out to get rid of it,” Wu Zhen said. She was really fed up with the undead corpse. Once it hid, it was very difficult to find, and it would not show up easily.

Quack, transformed into a white-bearded old man, said in surprise, “Why are you, Cat Lord, so anxious? It’s only been a few days. Something won’t happen so soon.”

Wu Zhen replied, “It will be easier if it is resolved earlier.”

As she spoke, she saw a light on the right side of Yan Tower. “Oh, the white snake is here tonight too. You go ahead, I’ll go ask the white snake if she has any news on a corpse not decomposing.”

The Yan Tower was brightly lit, the Monster Market was bustling, but the night in Chang’an, which belonged to ordinary people, was quiet. However, in that peaceful night world, there were also restless corners.

 In the dark alley in the southeast corner of Jinchangfang, a shadow was fleeing in panic. It was originally in human form, but it was injured. A long wound on its chest, caused by a sharp blade, was constantly oozing black mud. With every step it took, its body twisted and stretched. In the end, it had completely lost its human form and began to crawl forward on the ground.

All living things in the world were afraid of death, even an undead corpse that harmed countless people, even if it had already died.

The undead corpse was fleeing in the dark alley, trying desperately to escape from the silent pursuer behind it. However, no matter how it struggled, the person chasing it was getting closer and closer to it.

Finally, the tall and thin figure blocked the corpse’s path. With the moonlight behind him, his long shadow was cast on the mottled wall covered with green moss, and he held a dark wood sword. Perhaps because he was too thin, his face, coated with a layer of moonlight, had sharp contours, making him look cold and indifferent, full of sharp murderous intent.

The tall and thin man who had pushed the corpse into a desperate situation was none other than the frail young man in Wu Zhen’s eyes, Mei Zhuyu. 

The peach wood sword stained with blood pierced through the squirming body of the undead corpse. The corpse, which had swelled into a huge monster, suddenly stopped and, with a splash, turned into a pile of smelly mud, splashing at Mei Zhuyu’s feet.

The mottled ground and walls of the dark alley were all covered with the sludge left behind by the dead corpse, except for the spot under Mei Zhuyu’s feet, which was clean.

With a soft click, a drop of bright red liquid fell on the ground beside Mei Zhuyu. He raised his hand to look at the wound on his palm, then put away the wood sword and turned to leave the dark alley.

Since the undead corpse had been dealt with, he should go back. Perhaps soon, someone would come to investigate, and Mei Zhuyu did not want to run into them.