Husband has a sweetheart

Chapter 12 My Lamp

When Zhang Yuqing returned to the place where the lanterns were hung in Zhang's house, Zhang Yuying and the others were gone, most likely to go to see the lanterns. Madam Zhang was scolding the craftsmen who hung the lanterns impatiently, as if there was something wrong with the lotus lanterns. Petals Petals do not stretch.

Seeing Zhang Yuqing approaching, Mrs. Zhang became angry and scolded, "Where did you go?"

Seeing Mrs. Zhang's posture, Zhang Yuqing was clearly looking for faults and venting her anger, so she said cautiously: "Just take a walk around."

"Look at your virtue! Running around! You really don't have any rules in the countryside!" Mrs. Zhang stretched out a finger and pointed at Zhang Yuqing from the air, with a mean face, "Is there any lady from a rich family in the capital who walks around at will? "

After Lu Wei ordered the lamp seller to move Zhang Yuqing's lantern to a conspicuous position, he followed Zhang Yuqing not far or near.The Lantern Festival is full of people, and every year, some girls who take orders steal flowers and sell them to other places.Although he didn't like Zhang Yuqing's poor moral character, but the gentlemanly demeanor he had cultivated since childhood was not good for Zhang Yuqing to walk alone in this crowded lamp market.

Therefore, Lu Wei saw Mrs. Zhang's lack of style, looking for faults like a shrew.

Lu Wei frowned.

Before Lu Wei could take a step forward, Zhang Yuqing nodded and smiled with a very sincere attitude, "Madam taught me that it was my fault that made Madam worry!"

"It's good that you know!" Mrs. Zhang snorted angrily, and looked back to see that the servant hadn't finished the lotus lantern yet, she became more and more irritable, and slapped the round fan vigorously, cursing: "Everyone will only add to the chaos, Useless things!"

Lu Wei stood in the dark, looking at Zhang Yuqing illuminated by the lights, his eyelashes were long and thick, and when they drooped slightly, they covered those vivid eyes. He spoke respectful and humble words, but his back was straight , exuding a sense of indifference and arrogance, seemed to be completely different from the lonely and fragile woman who was about to cry at the lantern just now.

At this moment, an official lady who was familiar with Mrs. Zhang came over and invited Mrs. Zhang to watch the lantern together.

Mrs. Zhang saw that the servants and craftsmen had almost handled the lamp, and the remaining problems were not serious, so she ordered Zhang Yuqing to stay in the car before they came back, and she took a few maids and women away.

"Is that your relative?" The lady who came over only saw the back of Zhang Yuqing getting into the bullock cart and asked.

Mrs. Zhang returned to her calm and virtuous appearance in front of outsiders. Surrounded by maids and women, she took her handkerchief arm and said lightly: "It's not true. My old lady looks like her who has been away for many years. Master, stay at home..."

When the people walked away, the craftsman who hung the lamps for Zhang's family complained to the servant in charge of Zhang's family: "Your wife has such a temper! It's all right to call us vulgar, why don't you even let Miss Qianjin go? I heard clearly just now, it was your wife who asked your girl to go out for a walk, why did you scold her for running around?"

The little servant was very embarrassed, and urged: "Hurry up and work, why do you care so much?"

The craftsman muttered a few words angrily.

Lu Wei didn't hear what they were saying clearly, and looked at Zhang Yuqing's bullock cart, which stopped there quietly without moving.

Zhang Yuqing had a cold after returning from the Lantern Festival, and had a low-grade fever intermittently for two days. Wang Chunniang gave her a handkerchief and wiped it with cold water a few times. Only then did she feel slightly better that day, so she insisted on going out.

She has been here for so many days, everyone in Zhang's house knows that there is an embarrassing girl living in the house, and the masters don't want to see her, especially when she fights with Mrs. Zhang, who is in charge of the house. difficult.

"Did Madam say that I'm not allowed to go out?" Zhang Yuqing asked hoarsely.

Of course not.

"Or am I a prisoner of your Zhang family?" Zhang Yuqing asked again.

The boy had nothing to say when asked.

Zhang Yuqing frowned, and forcefully pulled Wang Chunniang out the door, and walked straight to Suzaku Street where the lanterns were hung.

The weather was gloomy, swallows were circling low, it was about to rain, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Zhang Yuqing supported Wang Chunniang, gasping for breath, staring at her eyes, her whole body hurting badly.

She walked to the place where the lantern was hung a few days ago, and tried to find her own lantern from that day, but she couldn't find her own lantern after searching.

In a panic, Zhang Yuqing saw a half-sized man guarding a lamp stand nearby, and hurried over to ask: "On the Lantern Festival, I hung a lamp there, why did it disappear?"

Half the boy said without raising his head: "Aren't they all hanging there!"

Zhang Yuqing was very anxious, and raised her voice, "No! I have searched many times, but my lamp is not there!"

"No? Maybe it was thrown away, so many people want to hang up the lamp!" The half-sized man waved his hand and said, apparently not taking it seriously.

Zhang Yuqing was shocked and angry, "Throw it away? You threw away my lamp? Why did you throw my lamp away!"

"Hey, you're being unreasonable! It's been a few days since the Lantern Festival, so you can't hang your lantern for the rest of your life, can you?" the middle-aged man yelled with his hands on his hips.

Lu Wei was sitting in the carriage reading a book when he suddenly heard noises from the side of the road. Fang Mo, who was driving the carriage in front, said, "Young master, who is that! She was arguing with someone on the street! It's a shame!"

Who is that?Lu Wei was puzzled.

Fang Qin, who was following behind the car, opened the curtain and said to Lu Wei, "It's the Zhang girl we sent to Beijing. I can't seem to find her lamp."

Lu Wei stared blankly, put down the book, and asked Fang Mo to stop the car.

"My lord, what do we care about her?" Fang Mo muttered softly.

Lu Wei got out of the carriage, walked up to Zhang Yuqing, and said, "Miss Zhang, your lamp..."

Zhang Yuqing couldn't find the lantern, she was frightened and desperate, coupled with the wind and cold entering her body, she was already at the end of her battle, her mind went blank, she couldn't hear what Lu Wei was saying at all, and she fell forward unconsciously.

Lu Wei was startled, subconsciously went forward and reached out to support Zhang Yuqing who was about to fall to the ground, the heat of his hands startled him.

Fang Mo was dumbfounded, recovered his senses, jumped up and cursed: "You girl is too shameless! You, you, you, you..."

Zhang Yuqing was dizzy, but fortunately, the sense of weightlessness when she fell down pulled her back from the chaos, and Fang Mo's chattering noise was in her ears.

"It was fine to rely on our young master before, but now he came up with such a dirty trick! Young master, let her go! Don't let anyone see her!"

Only then did Zhang Yuqing see clearly that it was Lu Wei who was supporting her, and she was looking at her sharply.

"You're fine..." Lu Wei said.

Before Lu Wei could finish speaking, Zhang Yuqing burst out with strength, pushed Lu Wei's arm away, staggered back a step, and was supported by Wang Chunniang from behind.

The owner of the lantern stall had rushed over from elsewhere at this moment. He was taken aback when he saw Lu Wei. He still had an impression of this big guy who paid to hang other people's lanterns, and hurriedly said to Zhang Yuqing: "Girl, your lantern is not here. Lantern Festival That night, this young master paid for you to hang the lantern there!"

Fang Mo and Fang Qin stared at Lu Wei with wide eyes.

Lu Wei coughed slightly in embarrassment.

Zhang Yuqing stood leaning against Wang Chunniang, and looked at the position of the boss's finger, which was the most central and most conspicuous place.

Not caring about anything else, Zhang Yuqing asked eagerly: "Has anyone come to see my lamp these days? Has anyone asked who hung this lamp?"

The boss touched his head and shook his head, "No."

Zhang Yuqing's hands were shaking badly, and she asked persistently, "Not one?"

"No! Why did I lie to you?" the boss said.

At this time, there was rumbling thunder in the sky, and after the thunder, the raindrops began to crackle, and there were not many pedestrians on the street running towards their homes.

The red paper lanterns were soaked in rainwater, and the ink stains on them melted into the water, falling drop by drop, and the soaked mess was so messy that the original lines of the poem could no longer be seen.

Zhang Yuqing's heart was cold and hopeless, and the only glimmer of hope that had been left before was wiped out with the heavy rain, and there was not even ashes left.

Lu Wei saw her sickly face, her face was as pale as paper, she stood in a daze in the heavy rain, her heart sank, and she told Fang Qin: "Go find a doctor."

Zhang Yuqing took a step back, her facial features that were drenched by the rain became more and more vivid, revealing a sense of helplessness and fragility, she said in a trembling voice, "Don't bother, I'll be leaving right now."

Wang Chunniang looked at her worriedly, and after helping her back a few steps, Zhang Yuqing turned back and walked up to Lu Wei.

Fang Mo looked at her vigilantly, and stood in front of Lu Wei like an old hen protecting her cubs, as if she would never be allowed to "get involved" with the young master.

Zhang Yuqing said: "Thank you Mr. Lu for helping me hang the lamp." Before Lu Wei could speak, Zhang Yuqing said bluntly and coldly: "Just one more thing to trouble you, Mr. Lu, can you not mention this lamp to anyone?"

Fang Mo just laughed angrily, is there such a thank you?Co-authored them to send her to the capital, there is no use value for her, so she changed into this face?
Lu Wei looked at her expressionlessly, and his voice was tinged with coldness, "Don't worry, girl, I never mentioned it to anyone."

"That's great." Zhang Yuqing nodded, turned around and pulled Wang Chunniang away.

Back in Zhang's room, Zhang Yuqing couldn't hold on any longer, and knelt limply on the ground.

Seeing that she had a severe fever, Wang Chunniang was going to tell Mrs. Zhang to ask Zhang Yuqing for a doctor, but Zhang Yuqing stopped her by clutching the corner of her clothes.

"I don't know whether the doctor she hired is here to save lives or kill her!" Zhang Yuqing gritted her teeth and said, cold sweat soaked her collar along her temples.

Wang Chunniang was terrified and distressed in her heart. She didn't know what Mrs. Zhang had done to Zhang Yuqing, which made Zhang Yuqing so afraid and wary of her.

Just as Wang Chunniang was in a hurry, Mrs. Zhang heard about Zhang Yuqing's going out, and called her mother-in-law over again, and said through the window that Zhang Yuqing was strictly forbidden to go out again.

There was no doctor and no medicinal materials, so Wang Chunniang could only use simple methods to wipe Zhang Yuqing's body with warm water to cool down. After three or four days like this, thanks to her youthful foundation, Zhang Yuqing finally survived.

It also happened to be on this day that Mrs. Zhang sent someone to spread the word that she would take Zhang Yuqing to a manor in the suburbs of Beijing for a banquet.

(End of this chapter)