Two hundred and thirteen
A faint scent of tea wafted through the room.
Yu Ying poured the cup of tea to seven-tenths full, then picked up the tea tray and slowly brought it to Fu Wei.
"My Lord, please have some tea."
Fu Wei freed one hand to pick up the cup and took a sip of tea.
The hot tea is mellow and has a sweet aftertaste.
"What kind of tea?" he asked, without taking his eyes off the book.
Yu Ying responded, "It's Yangxian tea."
Fu Wei's eyes turned slightly, and he glanced at the half cup of yellow tea left in the cup, and then drank it all.
The tea tray was placed in front of him at the right time. Fu Wei put down the cup and continued to read without asking anyone to leave.
Yu Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stayed quietly in a corner of the house.
I don't know how long I stood there. Maybe it was because I stood too much today, my calves were starting to feel sore. Despite this, I still stood upright, just raising my eyes slightly and secretly glancing at the center of this world.
Fu Wei lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on the book. He looked cold and noble, as if he kept people at a distance, yet at the same time he had the aura of a superior.
In the novel, Fu Wei, who had experienced abandonment, loss of relatives, disability, and humiliation, was no longer the high-spirited young man of Wuling at the beginning of the story, but the gloomy and cold Marquis Qu Jin.
Her eyes fell on his legs.
The injury lasted for ten years and would be difficult to heal in later generations, let alone in this era of scarce medical equipment and medicine.
What a pity.
After just two glances, Yu Ying looked away.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Wei calmly turned a page of the book and said calmly, "Withdraw."
Yu Ying bowed, said "I'll take my leave", and left the house.
Only after everyone left the room did Fu Wei close the book in his hand and put it aside, looking thoughtfully at the closed door.
After a while, he felt a faint pain in his heart, frowned slightly, and his face turned pale.
After Fu Wei returned to the Fu family, he lived a hard life for one or two years, sometimes hungry and sometimes full. Later, he joined Zhou Yi's army and worked day and night, forgetting to eat and sleep. The stomach pain was the first disease he suffered from during that time.
I had been feeling a bit anxious for the past few days because of the dream. I didn't eat much at the welcoming banquet just now, but only drank a few glasses of wine, which made me sick.
After calming down for a while, he called the servants to help him wash up and go to bed.
The moonlight is bright and the night is quiet.
Fu Wei had another dream.
In the dream, the room was full of joy.
He and the woman sat on the bed, looking into each other's eyes.
The woman had her black hair loose, and he slowly stroked her hair from the top of her head down to under her ear, and then his thumb rested on her lips.
The next moment, he pressed down and grabbed the woman's red lips.
While they were playing with each other's lips and tongue, he gradually untied the woman's wedding dress and threw it outside the bed curtains.
Suppressed "Aying" also poured out of his mouth.
Fu Wei woke up in the middle of the night, sat on the couch, and thought quietly.
He had never been moved, nor had he ever had such an erotic dream.
I was so upset that I couldn't fall asleep for half the night.
*
Yu Ying stayed in Fu Hou's room for half an hour. After coming out of the room, she was called in for questioning.
Yu Ying told the truth.
The steward frowned and said, "I clearly told you to be more sensible and take the initiative, but you actually served tea when I asked you to?!"
Yu Ying lowered her head and replied, "The steward ordered me to do so. I dare not speculate."
The steward said angrily, "Do you know that this is Marquis Qu Jin? He has no wife or concubines at home. If you take the initiative and can conceive a child, you will be rich and prosperous. Even if you just serve him well, the governor will reward you handsomely!"
Yu Ying lowered her head and replied, "Marquis Fu holds a high position and has no shortage of beauties. Even the girl who came to the dance room last night was pushed to the ground. I am an ordinary-looking servant. If I offend the Marquis by overestimating my abilities, the consequences will be minor, but if I implicate you, the consequences will be severe."
The manager frowned, wanting to scold her for her eloquence, but then he realized that what she said did make some sense.
Chen Liuniang is beautiful, but compared with other women with different styles, she is a bit dull.
The steward glared at her and said, "Don't be so cunning. You just don't want to serve me. If you don't want to serve me, I'll be there for you later. I won't bother you with what happened today, and don't get close to the adults, or you'll be punished."
The purpose of the prefect asking him to send the maid over was obvious. If the maid failed to complete the task, she would not be blamed too much. She would just be punished a few times, and it would be difficult for her to stay in the prefect's mansion.
Yu Ying lowered her head and replied, "Thank you for your advice, Manager."
The steward said, "The distinguished guest is still in Cangwu, so please don't come any closer."
After saying this, he turned and left, reporting to his master.
"It seems that Marquis Fu is as uninterested in women as the rumors say. He didn't even glance at the maid who left yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Prefect Shen frowned and waved his hand: "Forget it, forget it. I don't know what Fu Wei likes, but at least we treat him well, and there shouldn't be any fault to be found."
*
Yu Ying still lived her life cautiously.
Three days had passed since she met the hero. She had thought it was just a minor incident, but she didn't expect the steward to suddenly appear with a happy face: "The Marquis is about to leave the Marquis' Mansion for Yu County, and has asked the adults for the girl. The girl, please pack your bags quickly, and leave soon."
Yu Ying looked stunned.
The male protagonist asked the governor for her...
Want her?
Yu Ying thought carefully and realized that she had not done anything out of line or to attract the male protagonist's attention, so why did he suddenly want her?
Be a concubine?
Yu Ying's heart sank.
But the hero in the book clearly has no interest in women and doesn't even have a confidante.
What went wrong?
The current situation is not something Yu Ying can disobey.
He simply packed his bag, which contained only a few sets of clothes and some saved money.
She left the house with mixed feelings. The steward handed her a heavy bag and said, "This is what the master has instructed. When you return to the imperial city with the marquis, you must take good care of it at the marquis's mansion. The master also said that he doesn't expect you to be of much help, but just don't cause him any trouble."
Prefect Shen had no intention of moving up at all. He could still be a local emperor in Cangwu. He must be so desperate that he would leave this place.
Yu Ying followed the steward out of the mansion. When they got outside, all the officials from Cangwu and Prefect Shen were already waiting outside the mansion gate.
The curtains of the carriage were half rolled up, and one could see people sitting inside.
So so many people are waiting for her?
The officials all looked at the maid who came out of the mansion. They seemed to be quite curious about the appearance of the maid who was personally named by Marquis Fu to be taken away.
Staring at everyone's inquiring gazes, Fu Wei's servant said, "Young lady, please get in the carriage."
There were no female relatives or maids accompanying him.
Because the journey was long, all the escorting guards rode horses. Yu Ying naturally didn't know how to ride a horse, and there was no sign of a carriage being prepared for her at this time.
Feeling a little nervous, she lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped on the carriage.
As the door curtain was opened, a faint scent like that of books and ink wafted towards her. Yu Ying only saw the wheelchair and the dark brocade robe and did not raise her eyes.
The carriage was large and spacious enough. Yu Ying knelt in a corner and said, "This servant greets the Marquis."
Fu Wei said "hmm" lightly and said nothing more.
The carriage started and there was no conversation along the way.
Fu Wei's gaze fell on the person sitting behind the door curtain. She was wearing a green dress, with lowered brows and eyes, and a graceful demeanor.
I didn't want to be affected by the dream, but when I got on the carriage and prepared to go to Yu County, I had the idea of taking the person away.
If I keep someone by my side, perhaps I won’t have those bizarre dreams every night.
In the dream, his wife and the maid had no similarities in appearance, but every time he looked into her eyes, or got a little closer, a sense of familiarity suddenly came over him like a tide.
Fu Wei has been patient for many years and now sits in his current position. He no longer needs to deliberately restrain some unnecessary impulses.
For example, the urge to take this woman away.
Fu Wei does not make it difficult for himself. Once he has an idea, he will do it.
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