The daily life of the doting wife of the master slaughter

Seriously ill

However, before Fu Cheng came back with the whole army, and Shang Xuanyue only lost a corner, Master Yu couldn't wait to send Yu Yueyang away.

Mrs. Yu personally arranged for her to salute, ignoring Yu Yueyang's reluctance, she just laughed and said, "But bring some clothes, you should have everything when you go to uncle's house, and you must not leave it at uncle's house." Doing nonsense to make uncle worry. Be more obedient and study hard with Mr. Qianzhi, just wait until your father sent someone to pick you up a few years ago."

"Mother, has Fu Cheng been here?" She babbled on about her, Yu Yueyang was confused and tugged at her cuffs full of reluctance, "I seem to have heard a servant say, mother, how did father answer him? Did he kneel outside all afternoon?"

"...He has been here before." Reluctantly, Mrs. Yu had no choice but to stop what she was doing, and called all the maids to retreat, and took a seat on the couch, gently and solemnly, "After asking your father to drive him away, he knelt at the door After a while, he was picked up by his father. I tell you this just to let you know that neither your father nor I will agree to this kind of marriage. You should stop thinking about it and go to study hard. You have been making trouble for these two months, so it can be seen that your father has softened his heart?"

Suddenly, Yu Yueyang smiled, sat on the other side, and looked at his mother, "I'm not making trouble, you just think I'm tempered, but you don't know that I just can't eat, and I can't sleep well, it's not because I want to be with you on purpose." You make trouble."

Mrs. Yu didn't understand these things, and when he still didn't understand, after a few words of persuasion patiently, she saw Yu Yuefeng coming in through the door, and bowed first, "Mother, Yueyang Ming'er is leaving, I'm here to say goodbye to him."

Seeing him, Yu Yueyang immediately made a bitter face, and shouted at him wronged: "Brother, sit down."

"Finish, you brothers talk for a while." Mrs. Yu shook her skirt and stood up, putting on a handkerchief and ordered, "Feng'er, you have always been sensible, to persuade your brother, it seems that you have lost a lot of weight." , you also feel distressed, don't you? I'm leaving, you talk about him, so that your father and I can feel at ease. "

After saying that, Mrs. Yu led four or five maidservants around the door and went down the corridor.There were only two brothers left in the room, Yu Yuefeng sat on it, looked at Yu Yueyang's increasingly shriveled face, and couldn't bear it, "Father won't let me go out after the exam, lest I go to Fu's house, but you leave tomorrow , I should think of a way to tell Fu Cheng, but I will be back two or three months ago, you don't have to worry too much, eat well, don't say we feel bad, even Fu Cheng will feel bad when we see each other in the future."

"Brother, when you meet Fu Cheng, tell him to take care of himself and not to worry about me. I will be back before the Spring Festival."

After speaking, Yu Yuefeng beckoned his maid to bring in a stack of crispy abalone, which was his favorite snack. There were cracks on the yellow-orange snack, and it was so crispy that one bite would make your teeth fall out.He pushed the onyx plate towards him, "Eat some, I specially asked the kitchen to make it."

Yu Yueyang didn't want to please him, and he couldn't bear to make him worry, so he pinched a piece and took a bite, and then picked up the crumbs with the other hand. After eating two pieces, Yu Yuefeng finally resigned from him with a smile on his face.

Originally, he planned to find a pretext to send a servant to report to Fu's house tomorrow, but he expected that everything would not go as planned, but it was only at night when he saw servants coming in and out of the west corner gate.A wrong-eyed Yu Yuefeng saw some of Yu Yueyang's personal belongings in a pile of gifts, and hurriedly pulled a maid and asked: "Didn't you leave tomorrow? Why are you starting to decorate things now?"

"I was leaving tomorrow, but the master said that he has a friend from the bodyguard bureau who is going to escort the bodyguards to Jiangning today. It just so happens that the second young master can go with him, so as not to encounter bandits on the way."

It's broken, it's too late!Yu Yuefeng hurriedly called the servant, and he didn't care what the reason was, so he just went out of the house to report the news while he was in a mess.

The young man ran to Fu's house as soon as he went out. By then, the corner door was closed and only the lanterns and candles were shining on the door. He knocked on the west corner door a few times, and when he saw the door open, he yelled, "Hurry up, go report to you." Young master, my second young master is leaving, and I have to leave as soon as I speak!"

After asking the doorkeeper, he ran in anxiously. After a while, he saw Fu Cheng and Jin Long running out together.

After the rain that day, Fu Cheng had been ill for a long time. In addition, he worked hard day and night before the scientific examination, and his health was deteriorating. There is only Yu Yuefeng who is free and melancholy.

As soon as he saw him, Yu Yuefeng ran up, "Why did you come here! The car just left for a while." He glanced at him with the light on, and frowned when he saw that he was sick, "It's just that I haven't seen you these days, how sick are you?" Is it like this? You two are really, one is more worry-free than the other!"

"Yue Feng, thank you." The autumn wind was very cool in the night, and this blow caused Fu Cheng to cough again and again. He pulled up his clothes and solemnly saluted Yu Yuefeng. ,take care!"

The carriage ran for a long time at night, and the wind blowing outside the window came in through the cracks in the window, making it a bit colder.Fu Cheng wore a two-layer thin velvet cloak, and kept ordering outside, "Golden Dragon, hurry up!"

The mountain road was so bumpy that it could shake people's bones, Jin Long was worried about him, and at the same time he gritted his teeth and swung his horsewhip.

At the end of the road, Fu Cheng lit three lanterns, one for himself, one golden dragon to light the way for him, one hanging on a dead tree branch, so that Yu Yueyang could see it from a distance when he came over.The two waited in the cool wind for half an hour, but they did not see any light in the dark place, nor did they hear the sound of horseshoes.

"Young Master, could it be that we are late?" Jin Long stretched out his arms to take a light from the lantern, but it was still dark and no one was there.

"You go fast all the way, and their team is naturally not as fast as you, so how can you miss it?" Fu Cheng leaned against a big tree, and in autumn when the leaves fell, the tree rustled and sprinkled many yellow leaves. , fell all over his shoulders, and he didn't brush them off, just looked at the dark place behind.

However, after waiting overnight, the sky gradually turned blue, and there were sporadic people coming from the official road, and they were just small business people from the surrounding towns, driving their own ox carts to the city gate.

The wind in the morning seemed to be cooler, and there was still a thin mist covering Fu Cheng's body. He leaned against the tree and coughed again and again. It seemed that one of his two lungs was about to be coughed out. Jin Long hurriedly stepped forward to help him, "Master, we Let’s go back, wait all night and see no one, guess the path they took.”

"Go back."

"Don't worry, young master." Jin Long helped him into the carriage, set up the horse himself, and turned his head to comfort him, "Didn't Mr. Yu say that, anyway, Mr. Younger was going to come back a few years ago, and it only took three or four months."

Three or four months... Fu Cheng leaned in the car, thinking about the three or four months of winter, wondering if he could survive it.

Sure enough, he fell ill this time, a little heavier than before.The author of Fu Shangshu hurriedly invited Doctor Zhang to come to see him, but he said that it was the cold air invading the body.Fu Cheng knew it in his heart. He watched Imperial Physician Zhang write the prescription on the case. He put on a cloak and walked over, "Mr. Zhang, you may as well tell me what is wrong with me."

Doctor Zhang has also seen many children from aristocratic families, but only Fu Cheng can catch his eyes. This son is stable and mature, and he is many times better than those dudes.He stroked his beard with infinite regret, and sighed, "I told you to be careful not to catch a cold, but you didn't listen, and now the cold has invaded your internal organs, you child, you are really disobedient, and you insist on messing around, you can think of you A pair of parents never?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Fu Cheng leaned on the chair and felt ashamed. It took a long time before he sighed, "Mr. Zhang, please help me hide my father from him. He is getting old, I am already unfilial, and I don't want to let him Follow your worries and work hard. You just prescribe some tonic prescriptions to fool you, and if it doesn’t work, you don’t have to bother to treat it.”

"Why did I say it can't be cured?" Doctor Zhang glared at him with a little arrogance, "You just listen to me, rest at ease, don't go out and mess around, and follow the prescription I wrote to be punctual I'm afraid I'll be fine if I take the medicine."

Even at the end of the battle, we should try our best to heal, how can there be any reason to let it go?Physician Zhang silently agreed to hide Fu Shangshu for him, carefully considered the medicine, drew up the prescription, and personally told the maid how to cook and how to use it, several times a day, giving instructions on everything in detail before leaving.

It is said that this disease is most afraid of seeing the cold, but it happens at an untimely time. Seeing that autumn has deepened, it is cold every day, and the capital will be covered with a foot of snow in a short time. How can we prevent the cold?The servant girl in the house listened to the doctor's words, and closed the doors and windows tightly all day long, only hoping that the disease would be cured when the weather warmed up in spring next year.

Fu Cheng drank a bowl of bitter medicine with a smile, and resigned himself to fate. He only hoped that God would show mercy and wait for Yu Yueyang to see his lively figure like basil again.