The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 54

Pei Jiya, sitting in the carriage, looked at the weeping willows on the riverbank in the distance. Under the willow tree stood a person leading a horse—it was Wu Zhen.

She broke off a willow branch to send him off. Pei Jiya did not get out of the carriage but only lifted the curtain. Wu Zhen handed the willow branch in, looked at his pale face, and said solemnly, “Cousin, listen to me, you are an ordinary person after all. Even if you are gifted in this way, you can’t completely control those inhuman things. If you don’t exercise restraint carefully, one day, you will suffer because of it.”

She rarely had such a serious expression. Pei Jiya finally sighed and took the willow branch from her hand. “You are going to marry someone else. Why do you still care about what I do?”

Wu Zhen slammed down the curtain and said, “Alright, you can leave.”

The carriage gradually drove away from Chang’an City, and Pei Jiya circled the green willow branch in the carriage. He was unwilling to fail in achieving his wish, but she was his cousin after all, so he gave her an interesting gift to vent his anger at being driven away.

“Zhen, when will you find out?” Pei Jiya looked both happy and expectant.

Wu Zhen, on her way back, also swung a willow branch in her hand. She had a happy expression on her face and laughed softly, “Cousin Pei, let’s see when you will find it.”

She knew Pei Jiya very well. That person was very petty. If he left so easily, he must have some tricks up his sleeve, so she prepared in advance. By the time her cousin Pei returned to Kun Zhou, the “Mouse Morph jinx” she made would take effect, and then she would let her cunning cousin be a mouse for a few days.

As the saying went, give someone a taste of their own medicine.

As soon as Pei Jiya left, Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu’s wedding date approached.

The first day of May was a good time to get married.

Wu Zhen usually got up late, and she slept until noon as usual. If Duke Yu hadn’t sent people to call her several times, she probably would have slept for another hour. She yawned and walked to the flower hall. Seeing her father wearing a hat and pacing nervously, she smiled and said, “Father, I’m getting married, not you. Why are you so anxious and nervous?”

Duke Yu glared at his unruly daughter and began muttering, “Look at yourself. You talk nonsense all day long and have no manners at all. You don’t even look out and are still sleeping. You don’t get up early to prepare, and when the time comes, you’ll still be in a mess. What a shame!” He kept repeating these words over and over again.

Wu Zhen drank the milk and cheese brought by the servant and sat there calmly, not at all like a girl who was about to get married. “Why are you in such a hurry? It’s still early for the wedding banquet, and there’s nothing to prepare.”

In Chang’an, if the woman was rich and powerful, the entire wedding process and banquet would be arranged at the woman’s home. Sometimes the man would be very happy to live in the woman’s home after the marriage. Regarding these matters, Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu agreed that the wedding banquet would be held at Duke Yu’s Mansion. As for where they would live afterward, that was up to them. After all, Mei Zhuyu’s house was his own, and Wu Zhen was the only one living in Duke Yu’s Mansion. The two of them were very free.

Not long after noon, Duke Yu’s Mansion finally became busy. First, the servants were busy setting up a tent in the wide area at the back, where the wedding banquet would be held. Some were also decorating the room, where the newlyweds would stay. Wu Zhen held a plate of crispy, sweet Sanzi in one hand and ate it with relish, watching the servants set up the place, and arranging some beautiful things in it.

“It’s too small. Make it bigger. You’re making a cage.” While Wu Zhen was sitting with her legs crossed and giving instructions, Mei Si, Cui Jiu, and his group came over with sticks, excitement written on their faces.

“Sister Zhen, we’re here.”

“Don’t worry, Sister Zhen. We’ve brought some guys to guard the gate today. Don’t think that the son of the Mei family can get in so easily!”

This group of young men intended to act as the girl’s relatives and guard the door for her. In the past, they couldn’t do anything to Second Young Mater Mei, but that day was different. It was their only chance in a lifetime to embarrass him openly. Any man who wanted to marry had to go through it. It wasn’t so easy to get what they wanted!

Wu Zhen saw that they were ready to fight, so she didn’t say much. She just let them do what they wanted—nothing could happen anyway.

“Second Lady! Second Lady!” A maidservant picked up her skirt and rushed over to find her. Seeing that she was still watching the bed being set up, she was amused and pulled her along to the room. “Second Lady, please don’t linger here. This is not something a bride should be looking at. You still have to take a bath and dress up.”

Two ladies from among the young men followed and escorted Wu Zhen back to her room. Wu Zhen allowed them to push her along with a smile, still holding the plate of fried Sanzi in her hand. “It’s still early, at least let me finish eating.”

The servant smiled helplessly and said, “Which lady is like you, so slow when the wedding is approaching?”

Wu Zhen didn’t understand why they were more excited than she was. She took a good bath, sat there letting the servants dry her hair, and put on several layers of wedding clothes. The women’s wedding attire was green, wrapped in layers of green gauze, and included a green flower-patterned large-sleeved shirt on top, the one everyone had decorated with gold and jade flowers before.

Her hair, usually tied in a casual bun, was styled formally that day, sparkling with gold and jade.

Finally, there was makeup. Wu Zhen didn’t like to put any makeup on her face—at most, she would draw her eyebrows. But those days, many ladies liked to wear eye makeup, blush, and large flower ornaments. Since she was a bride, she couldn’t avoid it. Wu Zhen was too lazy to argue with the chattering ladies, so she just let them do as they pleased and closed her eyes to rest. As a result, when she finished and opened her eyes, she was startled by the blurry figure in the mirror.

Well, it looked scarier than those ghosts in the monster market. She wanted to tear it all off, but when she thought about the expression on the young man’s face when he saw her, she held back. She might as well try to scare him. Wu Zhen smiled and felt something falling on her face. She couldn’t help asking, “Did you slap flour on my face?”

Madam Sun laughed so hard she couldn’t straighten her back. She held Wu Zhen’s shoulders and said, “Sister Zhen, this is perfume powder. I made it especially for you. Do you want to smell it?”

Wu Zhen’s nose could no longer detect any scent. Ever since they had surrounded her, tying sachets and placing scent beads, fumigating her clothes, she felt her nose was overwhelmed with rich fragrances, unable to smell anything else.

That was true torture. She now hoped that her young master would come earlier so that she wouldn’t have to endure feeling like a clothes rack with a dressing box on top.

Mei Zhuyu did arrive early but was stopped outside the door by a group of ferocious “brothers-in-law”, including his cousin Mei Si, who was supposed to help him get in.