My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 344

  Chapter 344 Second Miss, let's get married

  The cruise ship docks.

  The sky is full of sunset clouds, and the river flowers are like fire.

  At the ferry where the setting sun was falling, a weak girl in a plain white dress was standing prominently at the front under the protection of everyone.

  A young man in a Confucian robe got off the boat and walked straight to her.

  The two looked at each other, and seemed to have a thousand words to say.

   But at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

  The girl seemed to want to run towards him, but she held back after seeing the figure behind him.

  She stood where she was, supported by the servant girl, her face was pale and bloodless, but her eyes were as bright as stars.

   "Second Miss."

  The boy stopped in front of her.

   "Brother-in-law..."

  She murmured softly, her eyes were as tender as water.

  The two stared at each other with affection, and when they were about to hold each other's hands, a young woman suddenly came out from behind the boy and reminded, "You can't call me brother-in-law anymore."

  The girl was startled, looked at the snow-white figure not far behind the boy, fell silent for a moment, and said softly, "Brother Qingzhou."

  In the end, she didn't stretch out her hand and put it in his palm, nor did she throw herself into his arms and give him the most passionate kiss like the picture she had thought about countless times before.

   "Let's go, I'm tired."

  Seeing that the two of them were still standing stupidly, Song Ruyue was afraid that the two of them could not help but do something inappropriate, and also afraid that the eldest daughter behind her would be embarrassed by seeing it, so she hurriedly urged them to leave.

  Qin Wenzheng also said: "Let's go, if you have anything to say, let's go back and talk about it."

   Just as the group was about to leave, an anxious and tender voice suddenly came from the boat: "Mr. Luo, wait a moment!"

A girl in a light blue dress, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, ran out of the cabin anxiously. She was only wearing socks on her feet, and she didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She panted and said: " Mr. Luo, can Huayue have a few words with you?"

   "Drawing the moon?"

   "The oiran of Tianxiang Pavilion in Kyoto, the girl who painted the moon?"

  People who were disembarking or picking up people at the ferry all had expressions of surprise and excitement on their faces, and they all looked over in unison.

   There are big stars in every era, and in Kyoto, this girl who draws the moon is just that.

  Even women who have not left the cabinet, many regard her as an idol.

  In this era, not all women in brothels are prostitutes, and they also support many popular entertainers.

   Those who can be selected as oirans all have absolute talent and charm.

  In addition to his high attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Huayue also dances and acts on stage, and has performed at royal banquets many times.

  Even in the aristocratic circle, he is very popular.

   At this time, the cruise ship suddenly appeared on the ferry, which naturally attracted the attention and excitement of many people.

  Tang Yaner and Bai Yulou, who were talking at the railing outside the cabin, heard the voice and quickly looked over.

Huayue was holding her skirt, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, without shoes, looking anxiously at the crowd on the ferry, she seemed to want to chase after the steps, but was stopped by two maids behind her .

  There are too many people at the ferry, and they dare not let her go up.

  When Mr. Luo heard her shout, he just looked back and left quickly, with no intention of stopping at all.

   Huayue stood on the landing board, staring blankly at the figure walking away quickly, as if wondering if the voice she shouted just now was too low, and the other party might not have heard it.

  Tang Yan'er hurried over and asked, "Hua Yue, what's wrong?"

  Hua Yue came back to her senses, and hurriedly grabbed her hand and asked, "Master Luo, did you leave his address?"

   Tang Yan'er was stunned: "Which Mr. Luo?"

   Immediately realized: "Oh, are you talking about Mr. Luo from the Qin family in Mocheng? Oh no, I forgot, I was only focused on talking to Mr. Bai just now."

   Huayue was stunned for a moment.

  Bai Yulou quickly came up and cupped his hands and said: "Miss Huayue, this is Baiyulou from the south of the Yangtze River. I have admired you for a long time. I wrote that poem last night..."

   "Master Bai, I'm going back to put on my shoes first."

   Huayue was not in the mood to listen to him continue, she lowered her head slightly, turned and entered the cabin.

  The expression on Bai Yulou's face froze. After a while, Fang asked, "Miss Tang, who is that Mr. Luo?"

   Tang Yan'er was full of doubts, and said: "The son-in-law of the Qin family in Mocheng. Strange, why is Huayue so excited all of a sudden? Mr. Bai, excuse me, I have to go in and have a look."

   After finishing speaking, he hurried into the cabin.

  Bai Yulou stood alone at the railing, frowning, lost in thought.

  The Qin family boarded the carriage.

   There are four carriages in total.

  Luo Qingzhou, Second Miss Qin, Song Ruyue, Nangong Meijiao and Zhuer Meier were sitting in the same carriage.

  Miss Qin and Bai Ling took the initiative to sit in the carriage behind.

  Qin Wenzheng and Qin Chuan sat in the third carriage.

  In the last carriage, there are servant girls.

  Four carriages lined up and drove towards the city.

  Not long after driving, Qin Weimo couldn't help asking: "Sister...Brother Qingzhou, was that girl Huayue just now? I've often heard about her in Kyoto. How did you provoke her?"

  Luo Qingzhou replied: "I didn't provoke her. I haven't even seen her, nor have I spoken to her. If you don't believe me, ask your mother-in-law."

  Song Ruyue rolled her eyes and said: "If you are asked to write a poem carelessly, why are you so good at writing it? It must be because someone has seen your poem."

  Luo Qingzhou wanted to argue a few words, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

  Qin Weimo smiled "puchi" and said: "With my brother-in-law's talent, even if I write a song carelessly, it must be a top-notch masterpiece."

   Then he deliberately asked: "Brother-in-law, someone called you to talk just now, why did you ignore him?"

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "I don't know her."

  Qin Weimo smiled and said: "The girl Huayue is very famous in Beijing, she is the oiran of Tianxiang Pavilion. Many literati in Kyoto wanted to meet her, but my brother-in-law refused, what a pity."

  Luo Qingzhou knew that she was teasing on purpose, so he didn't say a word.

  Song Ruyue secretly remembered the name "Tianxiang Pavilion", and decided to stay away from it in the future.

   "Cough...cough cough..."

  Qin Weimo was about to speak when he suddenly coughed again.

  Pearl on the side hurriedly took out the handkerchief and put it in front of her mouth.

  Blood flushed on Qin Weimo's pale cheeks, after panting for a while, Fang calmed down, took off the handkerchief, and said softly, "I'm fine."

  Pearl said with tears in her eyes, "Miss, but you..."

   "Pearl."

  Qin Weimo glanced at her.

  Zhu'er bit her lip, and didn't speak any more, tears rolled in her eyes.

  Song Ruyue said with a worried face: "Weimo, your complexion is very ugly, did you get sick again recently?"

  Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Mother, I'm fine, I just cough a few times now and then."

  Pearl was silently shedding tears.

  Where is the occasional cough, it is obvious that he coughs up blood frequently, and it has become more and more serious recently.

  Luo Qingzhou asked suddenly: "Second Miss, have you finished taking the medicine?"

  The medicine he mentioned is naturally the medicine he gave.

  Qin Weimo said softly: "There are still some, I will take it when I feel really uncomfortable. The effect of that medicine is very good, every time after taking it, Weimo feels much better."

At this time, Princess Nangong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Recently, Weimo not only has to write books and shop, but also to find a new house. He has worked too much, and sometimes he has no sleep at night. He has fainted this month. Twice."

  As soon as these words came out, Song Ruyue's expression changed immediately, and she said in a trembling voice, "Wei Mo, fainted again? Why didn't you tell mother?"

  Qin Weimo said softly: "It's okay, maybe it's just too hard, I will go to bed earlier these few days."

   Song Ruyue's heart was heavy.

  She didn't know about her daughter's condition, which was obviously getting worse.

Once in Mocheng, the doctor said convincingly that she would not live for a month, but she survived. She thought that a miracle had happened, and her daughter's condition might be cured. Now it seems that it was only delayed for some time, and the condition is still the same. still.

   Can't tell when it will be...

Her eyes turned red, and her voice choked up: "Wei Mo, take a good rest and don't work any longer. This time we moved our family here just to treat you. Don't worry, your father will definitely find a good doctor to help you. You healed."

   Nangong Meijiao said: "My father found an imperial doctor from the palace and showed it to Weimo. The situation is not optimistic. Auntie, the doctor may not be useful, you need to find another person."

  Song Ruyue hurriedly said: "Meijiao, do you know who to look for?"

Nangong Meijiao said: "I heard from the imperial doctor that there is an eminent monk in Jinchan Temple who seems to have treated such a disease. But that eminent monk has not come out of the temple for a long time, and even the people in the temple have been there for a long time. I haven't seen him. It is said that he has been in seclusion for decades. My father went to look for him last time, but unfortunately he didn't see him either."

  Song Ruyue immediately said: "Is the Jinchan Temple in the capital? We will look for it tomorrow, no matter what price we pay, as long as we have a chance, we will never give up."

   Nangong Meijiao nodded and said, "It's on Jinchan Mountain outside the city. I'll go with you tomorrow."

  She sighed secretly.

   In fact, there is no chance at all. That eminent monk couldn't even invite the late emperor who was sick, let alone them.

  But she always wants to give them some hope, and also give some hope to the sick and weak girl beside her.

  With hope, she can have the motivation to continue living.

Song Ruyue held her niece's cold little hand, looked at her pale face and thin body, felt extremely distressed in her heart, and said softly: "Wei Mo, don't be afraid, mother will definitely invite that eminent monk out to treat you Sick. You'll be fine, and when you get better..."

  She suddenly choked up, couldn't continue, wiped her tears, looked at the young man next to her and said, "Luo Qingzhou, don't you have anything to say to Wei Mo?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, looked at the sick and weak girl beside him, and suddenly said: "Second Miss, shall we get married? Let the father-in-law and mother-in-law choose a good day, and we will get married. I'm still married, and the family will listen to you from now on. I'll always be with you, okay?"

  Qin Weimo was startled, tears filled his eyes suddenly.

  (end of this chapter)

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