"Find a vase and put it in it, then tell him later that there is no need to do this again."
Lian'er was a little confused when she saw the young lady's expression was dull.
"Why is the young lady unhappy? This kid is much better than the young master. He is a man who knows how to repay his kindness."
Wei Jingwei sat in front of the dressing table and sighed slightly, "You have to know that the more attention I pay to Xia Ning, the worse his situation will be in the future. It will be better for everyone if we stay away from him."
Besides, she had long wanted to leave the Mei Mansion. Now that she had decided to leave, she didn't want to create any ties.
It only increases the distress.
Lian'er thought for a while and nodded thoughtfully.
Su'er stepped forward and picked up a comb to comb her hair. Her black hair was very smooth, and she applied some gardenia hair oil.
Full of fragrance.
"Miss, your hair is really well maintained." Su'er sighed.
Wei Jingwei suddenly thought of her withered face and hair falling out at the end of her previous life.
It's not worth it.
Seeing that the time was almost up, she lowered her head and asked, "Why hasn't Brother Cheng come today?"
"The young master sent someone back this morning. He said he was not feeling well and would not be coming today." Su Er said.
"Oh, then let him rest." Then he dropped the topic.
Mei Yunli from Wutong Garden lay on the bed for a long time, tossing and turning.
I couldn't help shouting towards the door, "Has the word been passed on?"
Young man: "Go back to the young master, I've already told you."
He muttered: "Then why don't you come to see me? It's really hard for me to wait! She will come later, and I have to see her."
As he spoke, he angrily covered his head with the quilt.
After another half an hour, he couldn't bear it any longer and was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
In the past, he would just tell him what he felt uncomfortable about, and Wei would be like an ant on a hot pot, always taking care of him.
How come now...
He couldn't sit still anymore, got out of bed, put on his shoes and walked towards Hongxia Pavilion.
When I reached the door, I carefully pushed it open. The casualness of the past was completely gone.
Wei Jingwei was reading a book. When she saw that he was coming, she put the book down and looked over with an indifferent expression.
Brother Cheng took a few steps and wanted to run up to her and ask her why she didn't come to see him or take care of him, but when he saw Wei Jingwei's very cold and distant look, the words in his mouth became extremely bitter.
I couldn't say anything.
"Brother Cheng, what's wrong? I heard that you are sick. Since you are sick, you should take a good rest."
Look at this person with a rosy and shiny complexion, that is someone who is sick.
Maybe I am lazy and don't want to study.
Wei Jingwei didn't bother to care and just asked him to leave quickly.
Brother Cheng didn't know why he felt so uncomfortable when he saw her attitude today, as if a voice told him that it shouldn't be like this.
"My child... my child knows."
The weather is very good today. The sun is shining brightly outside, making people feel warm.
But Mei Yunli only felt cold all over his body, as if he was really sick.
As a result, at night, for some unknown reason, I really developed a high fever. Suddenly the Mei Mansion was in a state of panic.
Wei Jingwei went to bed early and was already in a deep sleep.
Su'er pushed her and said softly: "Miss, someone from the main courtyard is here."
She pushed herself up, her eyes still a little confused. The moonlight in the night room shone on her fair and flawless face, making her face look extremely holy.
"Someone said that Brother Cheng was sick and asked you to go."
Wei Jingwei finally woke up a little and asked doubtfully: "Are you really sick?"
"My servant saw that the doctor came to the house. Maybe he is really sick right now."
She nodded, put on her shoes with Su'er's help, pulled up her hair casually, changed her clothes casually, and walked to Wutong Garden.
As soon as she entered, she saw Mei's mother staring at her fiercely.
"Wei! My poor grandson is so sick, and you, a mother, are the only one here!"
Mei Yuanqing was also there, and he was also a little angry.
In his eyes, since he married Wei Jingwei, he hoped that she would take good care of the inner curtain, his mother and sister, and of course, his only son.
Unexpectedly, the other party didn't even notice that the child was sick.
He turned to look at Wei Jingwei and was about to say a few words.
The two hadn't seen each other for several days. She was standing at the door, her white dress blowing in the night wind. Her fair and pretty face was not stained with makeup. Maybe she had just gotten up, and she didn't have time to comb her hair. She didn't have any jewelry. She looked like she was wearing nothing. The lead is washed away.
The night wind outlined her figure, and Mei Yuanqing recognized it for the first time.
It turns out that Wei is so thin.
It does outline a somewhat delicate feeling.
Zhang Ruoruo's face seemed to overlap with hers at this moment, and was actually compared with hers.
He rubbed it gently with his fingertips, and an indescribable feeling arose in his heart.
While Mei Yuanqing was in a daze, Wei Jingwei had already walked in slowly.
After she saluted Mei Mu, she looked at Brother Cheng on the bed.
He looked really uncomfortable, and his chubby little face was a little red with heat. There were still tears in his eyes.
It looks a bit like a child.
"Doctor, how is his condition?"
The doctor next to him replied: "The young master is a little depressed, and with the wind and cold entering his body, he has a high fever. But it's not serious. I have prescribed some medicine, and he will get better naturally after taking it."
Wei Jingwei nodded, "Excuse me, doctor."
Mei's mother snorted coldly, "It's not too late for you to pretend to be a loving mother now."
"I was negligent. But on weekdays, Brother Cheng often sends a servant to tell him that he feels unwell and stops coming to my yard. I just let him go."
As soon as she said this, Mei Yuanqing frowned and looked at the boys at the door.
"Is what Madam said true? Your young master often claims to be sick and refuses to go away?"
The boys pushed me and I pushed you, but few of them dared to answer.
"Why are you embarrassing these little boys? Even if Brother Cheng is lazy occasionally, she is still a child. As a mother, shouldn't she stay here and wait for the child to eat and take medicine until he is well?"
"What Madam is saying is that Jingwei has never given birth, and it is really difficult to raise a child. If Madam does it in person, I think she will raise it with her own hands. Brother Cheng will definitely grow better than under my knees."
After Wei Jingwei finished speaking, she stood aside and only looked at the hem of her skirt.
When Mei Yuanqing heard this, he glanced at Wei Jingwei in surprise and smiled.
Wei Jingwei glanced out of the corner of her eye and felt a little confused.
What is this man laughing at?
After receiving such a rebuke, Mei's mother felt angry but could not vent her anger, for fear that Wei Jingwei would really not educate Brother Cheng.
The Wei family is an aristocratic daughter of the Wei family. Brother Cheng has grown up under her knees, so that he can stand more firmly outside in the future. It's not like being caught as a concubine.
After all, it was still Zhang Ruoruo's fault for seducing his son and flying away. Otherwise, if he could give birth to a legitimate child with the Wei family at home, it would still be as troublesome as it is now.
