The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 95

Pulling Mei Zhuyu out of the monster pile, Wu Zhen took him into the Yan Tower. Once inside, it became much quieter, without those scorching eyes anymore.

Wu Zhen’s assistant, Hu Zhu, was sitting upstairs, with a scarlet sleeve hanging down from the railing. Seeing the two of them coming together, she smiled and said softly, “Cat Lord, why did you bring Mr. Mei here?”

She was a fox in nature, and the way she leaned against the railing and smiled was very alluring. Even if she didn’t mean to seduce people, she was still very captivating.

Mei Zhuyu and Wu Zhen looked at her. Mei Zhuyu had met her last time and knew that she was one of Wu Zhen’s assistants. At the same time, he also remembered the rumors he had heard before – some people said that Wu Zhen loved the ladies in brothels who were good at dancing and music more than her husband, especially Hu Zhu, who was famous in Chang’an, and often took her out for travel.

Hu Zhu’s body suddenly stiffened, and the hair on her back stood up. Her heart skipped a beat, and she was puzzled by Mr. Mei’s fierce eyes. Why did Mr. Mei suddenly look at her like that? She didn’t seem to have offended him, right? Thinking of the fierce attitude of Master Mei when he killed the God of Plague before, Hu Zhu sat up straight unconsciously and looked serious.

Mei Zhuyu then withdrew his gaze.

Wu Zhen saw the look in their eyes and guessed why her husband was like that. She almost laughed out loud.

Coincidentally, another assistant, Quack, was also there. He used to transform into an old man, a child, or a strong man with an ordinary appearance, but that day he transformed into a handsome young man. Wu Zhen went over to greet him with a familiar attitude. The Quack’s mouth twitched. Just as he was about to ask the Cat Lord why she was so affectionate to him, he saw that Taoist Mei behind her looked at him twice more. That look…

The Quack  immediately stood up, holding the food he was eating, and walked out, muttering to himself, “Today’s fortune telling shows that I have a disaster, and I need to stay away from Cat Lord to resolve it. Wu Zishu (his name) will go first!”

Liu Taizhen was also there. She was still writing a book upstairs in her room. When Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu came over, Liu Taizhen didn’t even raise her head. She said in a cold tone, “Are you happy that you’ve caused such a commotion in the Monster City?”

Wu Zhen: “I’m happy.”

Liu Taizhen snorted, put down her pen, and raised her head. When she met Mei Zhuyu’s eyes, they both had the same alienation and scrutiny. She took out a seal from her sleeve and threw it to Wu Zhen. 

Liu Taizhen said coldly, “Use it quickly, and return it to me when you’re done.”

Wu Zhen giggled, “Sure enough, the little snake knows me!” She brought her husband there specially to get the seal. With the two seals of the Cat Lord and Snake Lord, he would be able to enter and leave the Monster Market freely in the future.

Pulling Mei Zhuyu’s hand, Wu Zhen stamped Liu Taizhen’s seal on the back of his hand. The trace of the golden seal flashed and disappeared. Wu Zhen threw the seal back to Liu Taizhen, and took out another seal from her sleeve, looked left and right, and after shaking it for a while, she suddenly stretched out her hand to open Mei Zhuyu’s collar and stamped it under his collarbone, near his chest.

Liu Taizhen’s mouth twitched, she lowered her head and continued writing, and at the same time, she couldn’t stand it anymore and said to drive her away, “Get out, don’t be an eyesore here.”

On Chinese Valentine’s Day, Mei Zhuyu’s house welcomed more than a dozen guests. Since Mei Zhuyu had moved into the house, there had never been so many visitors at one time. And it was obvious that, with Mr. Mei’s popularity, these were not his guests but those of Wu Zhen, the other hostess of the house.

In previous years, on Chinese Valentine’s Day, the ladies that Wu Zhen knew would always find a place to chat and play together, visiting every house. That year, Wu Zhen stayed with Mei Zhuyu and seldom went back to Duke Yu’s Mansion. The ladies who were on good terms with her had heard about this and had always wanted to come and see. Since they had the opportunity, they decided to set the place for the gathering, so carriages arrived one after another early in the morning.

The weaker ladies or those with children all rode in carriages, while those with more generous temperaments simply rode horses. Everyone arrived too early, and Wu Zhen was still asleep. Mei Zhuyu, somewhat overwhelmed by the laughter and watching of the group of guests, ran back to the room and dug his wife out from under the quilt.

Wu Zhen had completely forgotten about the matter. When her husband dug her out of bed, she was still dazed. She grabbed her husband’s hand and kissed him twice, coaxing him, “I’ll sleep a little longer. Be good and don’t make any noise.”

Mei Zhuyu was really helpless. Before he could say something else, he heard a burst of laughter from outside the door.

“Second Lady, you got up so late. We are all here. Why are you still hanging out with your husband?”

“Sister Zhen has found her ideal husband now, and everything is enough for her. She has forgotten all about us~”

“Today is Chinese Valentine’s Day, we can’t let her stay here like this. Let’s go in and drag her up!”

That group of ladies was used to Wu Zhen, and they had known each other for many years. They were close and very casual. As they were talking, two ladies in men’s clothing pushed the door open and came in. One of them pushed Mei Zhuyu out and said, “My dear, please get up and let us sisters get along.”

Two more ladies giggled and pulled the half-awake Wu Zhen. A few ladies holding children were standing outside the door, all with teasing smiles on their faces. Some asked Mei Zhuyu jokingly, “My dear, do you think children are very cute?”

When Mei Zhuyu nodded, all the ladies laughed and said, “If that’s the case, why don’t you ask the Second Lady to give birth to one for you?”

Mei Zhuyu really couldn’t stand these ladies. It should be said that being able to be on good terms with Wu Zhen meant that he was more or less informal. While he was struggling with all kinds of jokes, Wu Zhen shouted with a smile from inside the room, “What are you doing? Don’t bully my husband, or I’ll come back and bully your husband.”

The ladies burst into laughter and begged for mercy, “No, no, how dare we bully the Second Lady’s sweetheart?”

After Wu Zhen had packed up, the group of ladies and their servants went out in a mighty procession. Changle Street, where Mei Zhuyu’s house was located, was very close to the East Market, so everyone simply abandoned their carriages and went out on foot.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, all the streets set up large and small markets, selling fruits, flowers, colorful silk, silver needles, and other items that women needed. The temporary market in the East Market was much larger than those on other streets, selling not only items women needed for their talent, but also hairpins, jewelry, rouge, and powder that women loved.