The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 17

After coming to Chang’an for a year, Mei Zhuyu had always been low-key, like an ordinary person. It was his first time taking action in this city. As a Taoist, he had stepped into the world of monsters. Mei Zhuyu naturally knew that there was a market for monsters in Chang’an City, where two guardians stayed.

Those two were in charge of all the monsters there, so dealing with evil corpses and evil spirits was their responsibility. Mei Zhuyu shouldn’t have taken over the responsibility and acted rashly, but…

He lowered his head and bandaged the wound on his hand, thinking of the undead bone that had fallen somewhere. He had seen his cousin holding that ominous object before, so to prevent him from getting killed, he asked for the undead bone. With him, that thing naturally couldn’t harm anyone. But the previous night, the undead bone was lost somehow. Because of Wu Zhen, he was in a state of ups and downs, and he copied the Pure and Tranquil Sutra in his room all night. As a result, he found out in the morning that the undead bone around his waist was missing. He couldn’t find it anywhere in the house, so he was worried that Wu Zhen had picked it up.

If that were the case, what would happen if she encountered danger? No matter how outstanding she was, she was just an ordinary person. It would still be dangerous if she encountered the undead corpse.

Worried, he was restless all day, but he couldn’t ask Wu Zhen about it. To prevent her from getting into danger if she really picked up the undead bone, Mei Zhuyu could only choose to find the hidden undead corpse and kill it to solve the problem from the root. When the undead corpse died, the undead bones would soon turn into gravel, so it didn’t matter whether the undead bones were picked up by Wu Zhen or not.

In Yan Tower, Wu Zhen was talking with the Snake Lord Liu Taizhen about the undead corpse. Suddenly, the transparent undead bone she was playing with in her hand broke with a snap, and fine sand fell from between her fingers onto the dark and smooth tabletop.

Wu Zhen and Liu Taizhen both paused. Then Wu Zhen opened the small bag containing the remaining undead bones, only to find that those bones were also broken into pieces. When they were poured out, they formed a small pile of sand on the table.

Wu Zhen threw the bag away, leaned back, and said with a smile, “Although I don’t know what happened, it seems that the corpse is dead?”

Liu Taizhen coughed lightly and said solemnly, “What’s going on?”

Wu Zhen replied, “That thing died on its own. Isn’t it good that it saved us a lot of trouble? Why are you so serious?”

Liu Taizhen was not as casual as she was. She frowned and said, “How could that thing die on its own for no reason? There must be a reason. No matter what, we have to find out. In case something bad happens, we can prepare for it early.”

Liu Taizhen was always serious, even to the point of being a bit fussy. Wu Zhen thought she might have inherited the bad habits of her father, Liu Yushi. But she didn’t dare to say it, and had to cooperate with the strict Snake Lord. She stood up and said, “Okay, I’ll go find out what’s going on and come back to tell you.”

Liu Taizhen also stood up and said, “I’ll go with you.”

“That’s enough.” Wu Zhen pushed her back to sit, “You haven’t recovered yet, so just stay here and rest. I can handle this little thing by myself.”

Liu Taizhen wanted to say something, but Wu Zhen had already opened the window and jumped out, her figure flashing in the night and then disappearing. Liu Taizhen stood up and walked to the window, quietly watching the bustling market outside, and the ordinary people’s world shrouded in darkness in the distance.

The night wind at that time of year was still a bit cool. Wu Zhen stood on a high place, leaving the night wind blowing on her face, and soon she smelled a hint of fishy smell from the wind. It was a smell that most people could not detect, but to her, it was too obvious.

“Tsk, stinky.” Wu Zhen covered her nose with her sleeve in disgust, standing at the entrance of the dark alley, looking at the messy walls and ground inside. Just by looking at this scene, she could guess what had happened here not long ago. The unfortunate corpse probably met a Taoist with good cultivation.

In addition to the stench left by the undead corpse, there was also a very faint smell of blood in the air, mixed with a special peach wood fragrance. That was not an ordinary peach wood fragrance, but the fragrance of the precious spiritual object in Taoism, the black bone peach wood. Those who could possess such a thing were certainly not ordinary Taoists. Wu Zhen was not surprised that there were such low-profile people hidden in Chang’an City. In fact, she knew several Taoists herself.

However, Wu Zhen was certain that the attacker was not someone she knew. The undead corpse’s gruesome demise indicated an exceptionally cruel and brutal attack, different from the usual methods employed by those she was acquainted with.

 Huzhu and Quack were also attracted by the stench. Huzhu covered her nose in disgust and looked at the mud with disdain, “These things are so disgusting every time they die.”

Quack stroked his white beard thoughtfully and remarked, “It seems a benevolent Taoist intervened this time to solve our problem.”

With the situation resolved and no need for further investigation, Wu Zhen didn’t dwell on identifying the Taoist. She gestured with her hand, summoning a dark purple flame that she hurled onto the mud, allowing it to consume and cleanse the filth. In moments, the alley was left pristine, devoid of the muck that had tainted it.

As the foul stench dissipated, Wu Zhen adjusted her sleeves and declared, “Alright, let’s head back.”

With the issue settled, Wu Zhen was in high spirits and managed to avoid causing any trouble for several days. Duke Yu, unused to his daughter behaving so calmly and compliantly since the announcement of her marriage, had braced himself for her usual antics. However, to his surprise, Wu Zhen had not stirred up any trouble after three of the six marriage ceremonies. She hadn’t harassed the young master of the Mei family nor overtly rejected the marriage proposal, appearing to accept it tacitly.

“It’s not tacit consent, Father. I genuinely agreed, didn’t I say that?” Wu Zhen spread her hands in front of her father, emphasizing her decision. “I think the young man is a good person. Why wouldn’t I agree?”

Duke Yu, who had been resolute in arranging this marriage, was moved to tears. He never expected to see his daughter behaving so agreeably in his lifetime. Encouraged by her willingness, he moved the wedding date up significantly.

With Duke Yu and Empress Wu’s strong support, the marriage between Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu proceeded smoothly. Once the date was set, first Wu Zhen’s friends and then almost all of Chang’an knew that the second daughter of the Wu family, who often frequented music houses and brothels, dressed as a man, and acted with wild abandon and little regard for etiquette, was finally getting married.

She was getting married!

 She was the only one among the aristocrats in Chang’an who got married at the age of 26. Wu Zhen had many friends, and once the news got out, she had trouble every day. A bunch of familiar and unfamiliar friends came to congratulate her, but most of them were curious about her marriage and came to inquire about the news. Faced with all kinds of questions and inquiring eyes, Wu Zhen turned a blind eye and lived her life as usual.

As for Mei Zhuyu, he also showed unusual calmness. He worked hard on duty and stayed quiet at home, keeping a low profile. However, even if he was low-key, Wu Zhen’s fame made him feel like the center of attention.