The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 27

Mei Zhuyu didn’t do the thing of clearing the forest in advance. It would be too much trouble to deal with the monsters in the mountains and forests for no reason. Although it was not in the city, if the noise was too loud, it would attract the attention of the two Monster Market’s owners in Chang’an City, causing unnecessary trouble and affecting the Dujuan Mountain trip, which would be a loss.

Another important reason was that Mei Zhuyu didn’t have time. The night before the trip, he was busy bathing, changing clothes, burning incense, and worshiping the ancestors, praying for a smooth trip. In the temple, when the two seniors occasionally had to go out to do something dangerous, they would bathe, hold incense, and respectfully worship the ancestors for blessings. Mei Zhuyu had never done such a thing before, but this time was different. He hoped that it would go a little smoothly.

After all, going out with his beloved really made him feel uneasy. His master and fellow monks were all monks who did not marry. They did not know how to get along with women, so naturally, they had never taught him such things. Even if Mei Zhuyu was a fierce Taoist who could kill hundreds of years old monsters with a wave of his hand, he would still panic in such a blank area.

After reverently offering incense to the ancestor, Mei Zhuyu sat in front of the window again, looking solemnly at the stars in the sky, calculating with his fingers. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the weather would be good the next day and it wouldn’t rain, so they should be able to travel smoothly.

Compared to Mei Zhuyu’s cautiousness, Wu Zhen almost forgot about it. She made an appointment to play polo with someone and met a good opponent. She was so interested that she stayed on the polo field for two days. Wu Zhen was interested in many things, but most of them only lasted for a few days, and she would lose interest after that. So almost everyone who knew her knew that she knew many things, but most of them were superficial and she would just give up, and she never took them seriously.

After playing polo for two days and exhausting the new opponent, Wu Zhen was a little bored. During the break, Mei Si came over and asked her, “Sister Zhen, I heard that you and my eldest cousin are going to visit Dujuan Mountain tomorrow? Will you take us with you?”

Wu Zhen suddenly remembered that matter. She took a sip of water and waved Mei Si away, “We are going alone together to cultivate our relationship. Why would I bring you along? To cause trouble?”

Mei Si: …I feel so complicated that I don’t even know what the reason for the sad feeling is.

Wu Zhen, who remembered that she had a date, simply threw down her polo stick and said, “I’m going back first.” Halfway through the walk, she turned her head to look at her younger brothers, staring at them with a look that saw through everything. “You can go play wherever you want tomorrow, but you are not allowed to go to Dujuan Mountain to disturb me. Understand?” 

The young man seemed to be quite thin-skinned. If he was really surrounded by them, he might feel very uncomfortable.

All the younger brothers: “…Okay, Sister Zhen.” We were planning to follow them to peek, but now that we’ve been caught, we can’t go. What a pity! If we had known, we wouldn’t have said anything. We would have gone secretly tomorrow!

Wu Zhen had a good night’s rest, and the next day he rode out of the city with Mei Zhuyu in high spirits. The East and West Markets were not open in the morning, but the streets and alleys of the ordinary market were also bustling. Many vendors carried their loads and walked through the streets and alleys to sell their goods. The various stalls selling breakfast were ready to close, and the shouts were everywhere. The women washed clothes and vegetables in the canals of the market and chatted about family matters. The men who went out to work were in a hurry, and the idle men who had nothing to do gathered under the trees on the corners of the street, playing chess or listening to books, chatting about everything. Wu Zhen listened and heard that they were talking about the dragon boat race of the previous year.

There was still more than a month before the Dragon Boat Festival that year. After the Dragon Boat Festival, it would be the wedding date of Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu.

The main street was lined with luxurious carriages of foreign merchants, and those who took that road were all heading to the West Market. As for those driving ox carts, most of them were from the villages outside the city who came into the city to sell fruits, vegetables, and mountain products. They were all very cheap, and they just wanted to get in early to taste the freshness of the season and go to the East Market.

When leaving the city, Wu Zhen saw several large carts. They seemed to be from several large businesses in the city, returning from other places with goods. The caravan was endless, and it took a long time just to get into the city. A man who looked like a manager in the caravan saw Wu Zhen and called out to her, “Miss Wu, our shop has received a lot of fashionable fabrics. When can you come to make some summer clothes?”

Wu Zhen did not stop her horse either, and just said, “Okay, you can pick some and send them to Duke Yu’s Mansion.”

“Oh! Okay! I will definitely choose the best one for you, Miss!”

Passing by those carts, Wu Zhen explained to Mei Zhuyu beside her, “These are some familiar cloth shops. I usually get my clothes made here.”

Speaking of it, she remembered that the red round-necked robe that was still stuffed under the young man’s bed was made in that store.

They went out to have fun, so they let their horses run free and were not in a hurry to get going. On the way to Dujuan Mountain, there were various trees and flowers. When Mei Zhuyu rode under a tree, he smelled a fragrance. He looked up and searched carefully for a while, then reached out and picked a small green flower from the branches and put it to his nose to smell it.

He didn’t know what kind of flower it was, but it smelled good. Mei Zhuyu hesitated for a moment, urged the horse under him to get closer to Wu Zhen, and handed the flower in his hand to her.

Wu Zhen squinted lazily, the reins of the horse were loosely wrapped around her hands. She usually rode very fast, but the horse was walking slowly, and she almost fell asleep. Suddenly, a faint fragrance entered her nose, she was startled and woke up. She looked down and saw an inconspicuous little flower in front of her.

Sitting up straight on the horse, Wu Zhen took the flower and sniffed it, saying, “Hmm, it smells good. This road smells very good every year at this time. I didn’t know why, but now I know it’s this thing.” She looked at the flower in his hand for a while, “It looks so inconspicuous, why is it so fragrant?”

After sniffing for a while, she picked the small flower and put it in her black gauze futon and pinned the rest on the leather strap of her horse’s bridle.

Seeing how happy she was, Mei Zhuyu relaxed a lot. The two of them didn’t talk all the way. He was afraid that Wu Zhen was not in a good mood and would change her mind and go back before reaching the foot of Dujuan Mountain.

The result of him expressing his love was that when they arrived at the foot of Dujuan Mountain, her horse’s bridle was already filled with more than a dozen kinds of flowers he had picked on the road. As she rode forward, the wind blew over, bringing the fragrance of these flowers to her nose.

Her nose was itchy and she felt like sneezing.