The master and servant opened their umbrellas and stepped outside, snowflakes dancing in the air, like fairies riding on clouds.
Xiao Yue'er asked, "Several months have passed. I wonder if Xiao Qiao'er is doing well in the capital."
Wei Wei smiled and said, "She has people taking care of her over there, so her life isn't too difficult. But once we get there, she won't have that much freedom."
Little Yue'er laughed: "Even if she doesn't have that much freedom, she must still miss Miss looking after her."
Wei Wei looked up at the snow-white sky: "Soon."
It's definitely coming soon.
Two days after Lunar New Year's Eve, someone spread the news that Meng Zhixuan was in the north.
The messenger was so excited that he shouted a few words at the door, letting everyone around know about it.
Wei Wei was naturally overjoyed and immediately said that she would go to the north to bring him back.
They acted immediately upon hearing the word.
It wasn't even the end of the first month of the lunar calendar, just one horse and one carriage.
On a very ordinary morning, we headed north.
The north is vast, and nobody knows where they'll go.
Of course, before they left, many people in the Meng family had already returned their indentures and each received their share of silver.
Those who wish to leave may do so; those who have nowhere to go may continue to live in the Meng residence. The only requirement is to manage the entire household properly.
We'll wait for her to bring Meng Zhixuan back.
Not long after, it was heard that Madam Meng had fallen seriously ill on her way to the capital and ultimately could not be saved.
Her parents, perhaps due to excessive grief, later disappeared and were never seen again.
Only Wei Cheng finished reading the letter in his hand and showed a very relaxed smile.
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