Chapter 92 Chapter 92 She never doubted it.
==Chapter 92==
Get married, these two words kept surging in Feng Wenyu's mind, making her not know what emotions she was feeling.
So many things have happened between her and Gu Yushi, from going smoothly to where they are now.
Feng Wenyu's emotions were somewhat complicated, but it wasn't really resistance or rejection, just a bit awkward.
Seeing her attitude, Zhou Yueyu also raised her heart:
"You're not happy?"
Zhou Yueyu's heart was in her throat. This was not a private engagement between the two families, but a marriage granted by the emperor. It was not something that could be canceled at will.
Feng Wenyu quickly denied: "No."
Zhou Yueyu was half-believing and half-doubting. She wiped the unnecessary sweat from her forehead and patted her chest.
"Don't mess around anymore."
Breaking off an engagement is fine once or twice, but it can't happen again and again, right?
Feng Wenyu smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to respond.
When the first snow fell in the capital, the marriage between the two families was settled, a little later than Feng Wenyu had expected, that is, after the beginning of spring next year.
In this situation, meeting Xie Zhujing again would be a bit embarrassing.
The white snow lit up the entire capital city. Feng Wenyu had just stood firm when he looked up and saw Xie Zhujing not far away. He was dressed in a green shirt and still as graceful as ever. Feng Wenyu subconsciously pursed her lips, wanting to avoid him.
However, before she could make a move, Xie Zhujing spoke up:
"Little Miss."
His eyes were calm, as if nothing had ever happened between them. He said, "Long time no see."
Feng Wenyu felt relieved when she saw his attitude. She also stammered, "What are you doing?"
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Snowflakes were still falling from the sky. Xie Zhujing glanced at her and offered her half of his umbrella, but Jinshu had already properly held up the oil-paper umbrella to shield her from the falling snowflakes. Seeing this, the umbrella, which had been tilted slightly, was straightened again.
Feng Wenyu's mind was constantly turning, and he was desperately looking for a topic to talk about, fearing that the atmosphere would be too quiet: "Brother, are you coming to see Grandfather?"
Xie Zhujing paused. This was the first time she called him senior brother, a title that was neither too close nor too distant, but considering their status, it was already creating distance between them.
The unexpected cancellation of the engagement and the unexpected estrangement made the call of "senior brother" particularly harsh.
This time, Xie Zhujing was silent for a while before answering her:
"I have something to ask you, Master."
Feng Wenyu just wanted to escape from this atmosphere quickly, so she said, "Brother, go quickly. I also want to go see my grandmother."
The weather turned cold suddenly and the old lady couldn't stand it and fell ill in bed. Feng Wenyu had been running to the old house for three consecutive days.
Xie Zhujing had of course also heard the news of the old lady's illness. He lowered his head, his fingers casually brushing the pouch at his waist. He said calmly, "The weather is getting colder, young lady, please take care of yourself."
Feng Wenyu responded vaguely and turned to walk towards the inner courtyard, but when he passed by Xie Zhujing, he couldn't help but look in the direction of his gaze and happened to see the familiar purse.
Her heart tightened, and she suddenly bit her lip, losing her voice for a moment.
Feng Wenyu's mind was in a mess. She had no way of taking over the man's position. In order to make herself feel better, she chose to cancel the engagement. But for Xie Zhujing, this was an unprovoked disaster.
He just took in a cousin who had been kind to him. She said she didn't care, but she was determined to break off the engagement.
Feng Wenyu didn't notice that after she left, Xie Zhujing stood there for a long time without moving.
When she arrived at the old lady's courtyard, Feng Wenyu realized that Madam Yang was also there. She hurriedly called out, "Auntie."
Madam Yang raised her hand and greeted her: "Yu girl is here."
In fact, Madam Yang felt a little embarrassed and regretful in her heart. After all, she was the one who went to the Feng family to ask for marriage on behalf of Xie Zhujing. But this was a confusing matter. Her master had made his choice. For the future of the Feng family, personal gains and losses were just trivial matters.
Moreover, Yuzhi also benefited from this matter.
On the contrary, the one who did not benefit from this marriage was Feng Wenyu. Breaking off the engagement would always damage the reputation of the girl's family.
If it weren't for the imperial decree granting the marriage, there might still be discussions about Feng Wenyu outside.
From Madam Yang's perspective, since both sides were close juniors, she could only pretend that the marriage had never existed from the beginning.
Feng Wenyu saw her grandmother sitting at the head of the bed, and she quickly put aside her other thoughts: "How is Grandmother today?"
The old lady patted her hands and comforted her:
"Much better. As for you, with such a strong snowstorm, you should just stay in the mansion. I have servants to serve you here, and your grandfather has hired a royal physician, so there's no need for you."
Feng Wenyu pursed her lips: "I think my grandmother would be happier if she saw me."
The old lady tapped her forehead and couldn't help laughing. After laughing twice, she couldn't help but choking and coughing.
Madam Yang sighed, "I wanted to go to Qingning Temple yesterday to get a peace amulet for the old lady, but the heavy snow kept coming for days, so Yu Zhi persuaded me to stop."
Feng Wenyu blinked and could only pretend that he didn't hear the word "Yuzhi".
The old lady was a good-tempered person. Upon hearing this, she also shook her head:
"That kid is right. Why bother going out in this kind of weather?"
Feng Wenyu stayed in the old house for half a day before returning to the Minister's Mansion. By evening, the snow outside gradually stopped.
The next day, the sky was still gloomy and dark clouds seemed to be pressing down.
Feng Wenyu couldn't help but frown when she saw the weather. She said a little depressedly:
"I was planning to go to Qingning Temple today."
Jinshu was also counting the days: "Looking back, today is Master Gu's day off."
He has a day off every seven days, and then Lord Gu will report to the Minister's Mansion on time. Everyone in the Minister's Mansion has long been accustomed to this.
Feng Wenyu couldn't help it, she glared at Jinshu and said angrily:
"You're the one who talks too much."
Anyway, Gu Yushi would come to see her every time he had a day off, so what was wrong with accompanying her to Qingning Temple?
Jinshu covered her lips and smiled secretly: "I see the time, Master Gu will probably be here soon, young lady, do you want to get dressed?"
Although she was annoyed, Feng Wenyu still sat in front of the bronze mirror. The winter in the capital was very cold, and the cold wind scraped against her cheeks like a knife, causing pain. She wore a lotus green jacket, a thick skirt, and a red crane cloak, wrapping herself tightly. Only then did she feel the coldness fade a little.
Jinshu prepared the warming woman and asked her:
"I see the sky is getting dark, maybe it's going to snow again. When Master Gu arrives, will you still go to Qingning Temple?"
Feng Wenyu was also stumped by the question.
She wanted to go, but she could only think about it. If it really snowed, neither her mother nor her second brother would let her leave the capital.
With Nuan Po being held in his arms, the room gradually became quiet. Feng Wenyu looked outside from time to time, his fingers flipping through the storybook absentmindedly.
The tea at hand has also become a little cold.
Feng Wenyu pursed her lips, threw the book aside, and started to make small talk: "What time is it?"
Jinshu glanced at the hourglass, coughed lightly, and said:
"It's almost three quarters past noon."
Feng Wenyu said "Oh" slowly.
Jinshu couldn't bear to watch any longer: "Miss, are you waiting for Master Gu?"
Feng Wenyu frowned slightly and subconsciously denied:
"Who's waiting for him?"
Just as the voice fell, footsteps were heard outside. Shuyao hurried in, still cold. She pushed open the door and a voice came in: "Miss, Lord Gu is here!"
Jinshu turned around and saw that the girl had stood up. Perhaps because she saw her looking at her, the girl paused for a moment and then said vaguely:
"It's a bit stuffy, let's go out and get some fresh air."
Jinshu knew that his daughter was shy, so he didn't dare to joke with her and could only cover his lips and smile secretly.
Feng Wenyu was a little dumbfounded when he saw Gu Yu. He walked around him and questioned, "You just came out of the refugee camp?"
She was just joking.
Unexpectedly, Gu Yushi didn't deny it at all. His brows and eyes looked a little tired. He subconsciously raised his hand to gather her crane cloak, and then explained his tiredness:
"The Crown Prince intends to investigate the sentiments of the people and has been deeply involved in the people these past two days. As the Junior Secretary, I have been following the Crown Prince these past two days."
Feng Wenyu was speechless. Is it necessary to choose these two days to investigate the people's sentiments?
Isn't this just deliberately making things difficult for people?
He is the crown prince of the Eastern Palace. Who would dare to ask him to take risks? It is all because of his subordinates running around.
"What's the result?"
Gu Yushi frowned, his expression becoming serious. "It's been snowing heavily these past few days. It's still okay in the capital, but outside the city, especially in the villages near the foot of the mountain, the snow has practically blocked the mountain. If we don't deal with it in time, I'm afraid the disaster from last year will happen again."
Feng Wenyu suddenly fell silent. If the heavy snow caused a disaster, it would mean the loss of thousands of lives, and there was no room for any negligence.
She lowered her voice:
"Is this what you've been busy with these days?"
Gu Yushi nodded: "I have reported this matter to His Majesty, and His Majesty has given me full authority to handle this matter."
After a pause, Gu Yushi's eyes darkened, and he felt a little guilty:
"Next, I'm afraid I won't be able to come to see you for a while."
Feng Wenyu shook his head and said in a muffled voice:
"Busy with business? As I should."
She glanced at Gu Yushi's tired face, paused, and said, "You can be busy, but you can't let yourself get exhausted."
She spoke so quietly that Gu Yushi almost didn't hear it. Fortunately, the surroundings were quiet and Gu Yushi didn't miss it.
He suddenly said:
"I planted peach trees behind Wenshi Garden."
Wenshi Garden.
Feng Wenyu remembered the name of this courtyard. In her previous life, when she married Gu Yu, she lived in this courtyard for many years, and she liked peach blossoms.
Gu Yushi said seriously: "Next spring, it will bloom."
Their wedding date was in spring, which happened to be the flowering season.
He remembered her preferences clearly.
Feng Wenyu wondered, "I like a more spacious yard. Will the peach tree take up too much space?"
The Gu family's courtyards were bestowed by the emperor, and each courtyard was not very big. Even though Gu Yushi had decorated the courtyards according to her preferences since she got them, the area could not be changed.
Gu Yushi didn't hide anything:
"I connected the two courtyards."
Feng Wenyu was a little surprised. After all, there was more than just Gu Yushi in the Gu family.
She thought about it and realized that if Wen Shiyuan was connected to the courtyard next to it, then it would mean that Wen Shiyuan was the largest courtyard in the Gu family.
There are elders above them. Wouldn’t that be a bad idea?
This thought only popped up for a moment before Feng Wenyu put it behind his mind.
If Gu Yushi dared to do this, he must have taken care of the aftermath. She never doubted this.
The two of them huddled together, whispering and discussing the layout of the courtyard. Gu Yushi lowered his eyes and listened carefully. He never said that he actually liked her chattering like this.
After a long while, when Jinshu reminded them that it was almost noon, Feng Wenyu looked up at the sky. She suddenly slapped her head and said, "It's not snowing."
Gu Yushi lowered his eyes: "What's wrong?"
Feng Wenyu pursed his lips:
"I'm also planning to go to Qingning Temple with you."
Without waiting for Gu Yushi to speak, she said, "Forget it."
Gu Yushi raised his eyes and glanced at her.
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