And their general, like a kept man, lay there comfortably recuperating from his injuries, not caring about anything else, waiting to be pampered...
Fu Rong was startled by the perverted words that popped into his mind, and couldn't help but shudder, feeling a chill run down his spine.
It's an illusion, an illusion, it must be an illusion!
After finishing his business with the doctor, Zheng Quchi turned around and went to find Liu Fengmian.
He was seen in a flowing white robe, spread out on the chair, the luxurious fox fur trim highlighting his beautiful features. His pale, bloodless complexion was sickly, but his gaze seemed to be fixed on nowhere.
He opened the bag of candies and picked out one candy after another from his pale fingertips, putting them into his mouth.
She found it strange. If he wanted something sweet, he could just hold one in his mouth and sip it slowly. Why did he have to do it in a way that looked like he was chewing candy?
Is it because...I'm in a bad mood?
He wasn't like this before she left.
“Fengmian, your foot injury makes it difficult for you to walk. Let me carry you back.”
She walked over, bent down, and her dark hair cascaded down her shoulders. Although her words sounded like she was discussing something with him, she didn't believe he would refuse her.
But sometimes, being too confident can backfire.
Take this moment, for example.
She had only made half of her movement when Liu Fengmian reached out and stopped her.
She paused for a moment, then met his eyes.
Unfortunately, his eyes were always veiled by a hazy mist, and no matter how close she got, she could never see through his true emotions and thoughts.
Just like this moment, she didn't know why he suddenly rejected her.
While the two were locked in a stalemate, Fu Rong went out for a while and then returned: "Madam, your husband's foot is badly injured. I've called a carriage for you so you don't have to go through all that trouble. Besides, you're a woman, and you can't possibly carry your husband."
But the young apprentice following behind the doctor glanced at his doctor with a strange expression.
The doctor probably didn't know that this lady, who looked frail and thin, was actually quite formidable. When she first came to the pharmacy, she carried her husband and strode in with ease and without any pressure.
"A horse-drawn carriage? How much would that cost?" Zheng Quchi frowned slightly and turned to look at the doctor.
As far as she knew, in Fuxian County, horse-drawn carriages, such a high-end mode of transportation, had always been only available to the wealthy, and ordinary people simply could not afford them.
Fu Rong was taken aback, but seeing her earnestly inquiring about the price, she looked just like a woman in the marketplace haggling with a vendor over a single copper coin.
A flicker of disdain crossed his eyes, but at the same time he was worried that if he quoted a higher price, or told her the real cost of renting a carriage, she might refuse outright to save money.
This general's wife seems rather stingy and miserly. Why is that?
It can't be that... the general never gave her any household expenses, right?
He changed the subject and slapped his forehead: "Oh dear, it's my fault for not explaining clearly. I happen to have something to do and need to go to Hegou Village. I just heard your husband say that you live there, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to give you a ride."
Upon hearing that it was free, Zheng Quchi, who had just bought a new pair of shoes and socks and spent a large sum of money on medical treatment and medicine, was relieved of her financial straits. She immediately smiled and thanked the doctor, saying, "Thank you very much, doctor."
"It's nothing, just something I did on the side."
Seeing that Zheng Quchi had turned around again, this time intending to disregard her wishes, Fu Rong hurriedly stepped forward: "Madam, let me do it. You are so delicate and weak, how can you carry me?"
Zheng Quchi was about to say that her husband had always disliked being touched by outsiders, but she saw Fu Rong hug him and he didn't say a word or object from beginning to end.
Zheng Quchi stood aside, watching quietly, but inexplicably felt a little annoyed.
He didn't seem too happy when she hugged him just now.
Is it that she's not comfortable holding him, or does he prefer being held by someone else?
Fu Rong picked up Yuwen Sheng and climbed into the carriage parked in front of the pharmacy.
Zheng Quchi followed behind. She had seen handcarts and pushcarts before, but this was the first time she had seen a horse-drawn carriage from this era.
She instantly forgot the unpleasantness Liu Fengmian had just caused her, circled around it a few times, and even couldn't resist touching the main components.
At the rear of the vehicle is a large round log, which is responsible for bearing the weight of the vehicle, with wheels running through both ends... It doesn't resemble the typical postmodern design; it's more rustic and ancient.
It has a roof, side windows, ears, wheels, wheels, front window and other parts. Its complexity is a bit cumbersome. I don't know if it is stable and comfortable enough to sit in.
"Madam, have you never seen a carriage before?" Fu Rong asked jokingly, sticking his head out of the side window.
Zheng Quchi glanced at him. Although this doctor looked middle-aged, he had the mentality of a young man and was somewhat fond of meddling in other people's business.
“I’ve never seen this before, this is the first time,” she replied indifferently.
Instead, Fu Rong avoided her gaze: "It's just a carriage, nothing special. If this were in Taiyuan, a carriage of this level would have been phased out long ago."
"Oh, what do carriages look like in Taiyuan? In Fuxian, carriages are rarely used for travel; you mostly see horses. Just now, I noticed that the character 'Yuan' was engraved on the inside of the carriage wheel. What does that represent?"
“Yuan represents the Northern Yuan Kingdom. This carriage was designed by an early carriage maker from the Northern Yuan Kingdom. It would have been obsolete elsewhere, but there are still a few like it in Fu County.”
After the group boarded the carriage, Zheng Quchi noticed that the doctor seemed quite knowledgeable and started chatting with him.
During this time, she learned about the intense competition in the carriage industry, which was no less demanding than other industries, as it was the mode of transportation for the wealthy.
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