The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 47

Wu Zhen didn’t go there for tea. She felt something was wrong when she was with her cousin Pei these days. She treated Pei Jiya as a cousin, but her cousin Pei seemed to have other intentions towards her. He always made some ambiguous moves and said some meaningful words. Wu Zhen was a perceptive person. After noticing it, she wanted to make it clear with Pei Jiya.

Pei Jiya liked to beat around the bush, but that was not Wu Zhen’s habit. She preferred to speak directly.

“Cousin Pei,” Wu Zhen put down her teacup and asked, “Your fiancée has been dead for many years. Why haven’t you found a cousin-in-law for me during these years?”

Pei Jiya responded, “I’m not in a hurry about this.”

Wu Zhen: “Cousin, are you interested in me?”

Apart from Wu Zhen, Pei Jiya had never seen such a woman. She wasn’t shy or embarrassed when discussing such matters. Her attitude was straightforward and cheerful. Even though she was direct, perhaps a bit aggressive, it was impossible for people to dislike her.

Pei Jiya said with a smile, “Did you notice?”

Wu Zhen: “Cousin Pei, you don’t try to hide it, so I could sense it naturally.”

Pei Jiya looked at her quietly for a while, then sighed, “In fact, I have long been interested in you and wanted to marry you. A few years ago, I sent a letter to my uncle, hoping he would make it happen. However, my uncle declined, saying you had no intention of marrying. I thought you would live a carefree life, but suddenly I heard the news of your marriage, so I was really unwilling…”

Wu Zhen listened and understood what he meant. However, even though Pei Jiya spoke with deep affection, as if he had loved her for a long time, Wu Zhen was not moved at all.

“Cousin Pei, since you and I are siblings, I will be frank. In fact, you don’t like me as much as you say, or rather, you don’t have any romantic feelings for me,” Wu Zhen said firmly.

Pei Jiya was surprised, “How could you think that? I am truly sincere with you. Whenever I think that you will belong to another person in the future, my heart burns like fire.”

Wu Zhen knocked on the table and suddenly laughed, “Hey, Cousin Pei, when you saw me and the Second Young Master Mei last time, did you notice the look in his eyes?”

Pei Jiya didn’t understand, so Wu Zhen continued, “Next time, Cousin, pay attention to the look and expression of my future husband when he looks at me, and you’ll understand. Cousin, it’s the feeling from the bottom of the heart that can’t be concealed when one looks at a beloved.”

Pei Jiya disagreed and even felt a little aggrieved, “Isn’t Zhen being too arbitrary? You are not me; how do you know that I don’t care for you as much as him?”

Pei Jiya sat upright, his appearance and charm indescribably elegant, while Wu Zhen was more casual, leaning on the stool with one leg crossed and the other hanging. She looked at her cousin, who was smiling calmly, and recalled an old memory, “When you lived in my house, I knew that your personality was different from ordinary people, and your so-called favorite things were also different from those of others.”

“Cousin, do you remember the year you got a purebred pony? You loved it very much and fed it hay yourself every day. The pony was aloof and arrogant, and never paid attention to anyone except you, Cousin Pei. Later, when you were sick for a few days and couldn’t feed it yourself, I fed it for you, and the pony became close to me. But after you recovered, you had the pony killed, just because it accepted my feeding.”

“I know that you’ve always liked unique things, and I also know you collect rare treasures,” Wu Zhen knocked on the armrest of the table, making a soft sound. “In your heart, your love for the pony is the same as your love for a book or an antique. It’s no different from your feelings for me now. I, your cousin, can’t bear such a stubborn and unique ‘love’.”

Her voice carried a smile, but her eyes were cold, sharp as thorns, and slightly suspicious. Even Pei Jiya, sitting in front of her, couldn’t help but feel suffocated, as Wu Zhen’s oppressive presence was overwhelming, making anyone in front of her seem smaller.

Pei Jiya was silent for a while, then smiled, “Your words about me really make me sad.”

Wu Zhen said bluntly, “Cousin Pei, you say you’re sad, but there’s no sadness in your eyes. If you look closely, I can see you’re pondering.” 

If it were the young master, he would probably be extremely sad if she said those words to his face. How could he think about things as calmly as Cousin Pei?

“I have made myself clear today. Cousin Pei, why don’t you think it over carefully? I will leave now.”

After Wu Zhen left, Pei Jiya made tea for himself again. He didn’t dwell on what Wu Zhen had said before. Although the pony had died by his hand when he was young, he also clearly remembered that Wu Zhen had obviously liked the pony at that time. But when he decided to kill it, Wu Zhen didn’t stop him at all. She even watched with a smile on her face and only said it was a pity, before going to choose a new one.

To be honest, how could Wu Zhen be better than him? His love wasn’t real, but was Wu Zhen’s love any more genuine? They were very similar, so Pei Jiya didn’t believe that Wu Zhen truly liked Second Young Master Mei.

“It’s really troublesome. Why not just take her back directly?” Unfortunately, he couldn’t overpower her. Pei Jiya thought with some distress, stretching out his hand and moving it in the air as if searching for something.

Wu Zhen didn’t know that her sickly cousin Pei was not an ordinary person and was preparing to cause trouble again. She hadn’t seen her fiance for several days, and when she talked about it with Pei Jiya, she suddenly wanted to go see him.

He should be on duty at the Ministry of Justice, but Wu Zhen transformed herself into a tabby cat and came to the branch of the tung tree, only to find that the window was closed and the young master was not working inside.

Could it be that he went out for something? Occasionally, he would go out when a case required it. Wu Zhen had come there specially but didn’t see anyone. She felt a little unhappy. She was planning to return after a walk, but unexpectedly saw her sister.

It wasn’t strange to see Empress Wu, as she would occasionally accompany the Emperor to court and help with some matters, and she would often walk around the outer court. However, it was strange to see her holding a cat in her arms.

Wu Zhen actually knew her sister’s worries. Her aversion to cats hadn’t diminished over the years, but her sister, who always hated cats, holding a white cat? That was definitely unusual. Wu Zhen was curious and followed.

Wu Zhen was used to doing sneaky things like a cat. After quietly following, Empress Wu and her group didn’t notice her at all, so she followed them all the way to Penglai Hall, where Imperial Concubine Mei lived. Wu Zhen initially thought that the Empress was going to visit the Imperial Concubine and was a little surprised. After all, Imperial Concubine Mei had always been considerate and gentle to her sister Empress Wu. She would often take the initiative to visit Qingning Hall and accompany her. If there was nothing else to do, she would stay in Qingning Hall for the whole day. As a result, Empress Wu rarely took the initiative to visit Penglai Hall.

Wu Zhen intuitively felt that something had happened. She sensed that the Empress seemed different than usual, a little strange. What made her feel even more uneasy was, of course, the cat in Empress Wu’s arms. She couldn’t see it clearly because it was far away, but she always felt that the cat seemed a little weird. It was a pity that she couldn’t get closer to take a look.