Chapter 136: Time is running out

Carved beam painting building, heavy attic.
Fu Tingye stood by the window and found that he had not appreciated the scenery of Hou Mansion for many years. The scenes and things here have not changed since childhood, and the only change is probably the hearts of the people.
"Cough, cough cough."
Under the care of Cheng Wanmiao, Mrs. Fu struggled to drink the soup and vomited a lot.
The girl-in-law walked in and out, waiting for her heart, and the old lady was not in good health.
"Auntie, don't be angry. The doctor said that you are both qi and yin, and it is caused by stagnation, which makes you feel comfortable and don't have trouble with yourself." Cheng Wanmiao couldn't bear to see her aunt so painful while waiting , While tearing silently.
Mrs. Fu's breath was weak, but her face was angry: "Well, with this rebellious son, it still makes me feel comfortable. I might as well...I'd rather die simply."
As soon as the voice fell, there was another violent cough, and even with the soup medicine just drunk, he vomited out again.
Cheng Wanmiao wiped the soup from Mrs. Fu's mouth, and while looking down, she secretly looked at Fu Tingye's side, and she saw that the other person was motionless, as if she hadn't heard anything.
Fu Tingye naturally heard it, but...
Yesterday Tai Chi told him privately that the old lady’s illness had penetrated into the bone marrow, and it might be a long time.
He didn't want to argue with her who was seriously ill at this time.
Fortunately, as a deaf ear, ignore it.
Cheng Wanmiao waited for the old lady, and did not hand the medicine bowl to the girl, but brought it out herself and went straight to the kitchen.
The stove was still simmering on fire, and the old lady's soup was still smoking with white smoke. Cheng Wanmiao came inside, and when she saw no one around, the color of sadness on her face faded a little, and there was a bit of resentment.
Old lady, it's not Wan Miao who's sorry for you, it's you who counts Wan Miao first.
Fu Tingye, I will let you marry me, the wife of Hou Fu, only me.
Perhaps she was so enthralled that she didn't hear the footsteps of the girl behind her approaching.
"Miss Watch, what's the matter with you?" It was the old lady's close girl Zijuan.
what! not good!
Cheng Wanmiao didn't know when there was an extra bag in his hand. He was scared by Zijuan's words and poured it into the old lady's medicine jar.
"Miss Watch, are you okay?" Zijuan came in from behind her, but didn't notice the scene just now.
Cheng Wanmiao panicly squeezed the brown paper in his hands and put it in his sleeve: "No... It's okay. I just worried about my wife's condition and felt sad for a while."
Zi Juan looked slightly: "Ms. Watch is really doing her best to the old lady. None of us lay eyes on you, but we all appreciate you."
Do your best...
This sentence sounds harsh.
Cheng Wanmiao's eyebrows crossed, a trace of invisible shame, and turned away in a hurry.
...
Fu Tingye has been staying in the old lady's room for the past two days.
Although he was angry with the old lady, he was still able to do all the things he could do with his usual meal and water delivery.
At this time, Cheng Wanmiao was not in the room, and the old lady coughed again. Fu Tingye retired from the maid, and she handed the hot tea to the old lady's mouth, but the old lady didn't look at it. Turn over.
"Tseko, I don't drink what you send."
Fu Tingye sighed: "What the does mother want?"
Mrs. Fu closed her eyes and sneered, "What do I want? I want to ask, what do you want? If you want me to die, you continue to marry that woman!"
Fu Tingye's face sank.
"General, there is military affairs that need to be dealt with immediately." The bodyguard came in to report.
Fu Tingye got up and went out.
Mrs. Fu opened her eyes dimly, looking at his cold figure, and gritted her teeth fiercely.
"Come here, call me Miss Watch." Mrs. Fu's eyes flickered suddenly.
Cheng Wanmiao came in quickly and helped her next to Mrs. Fu, "Auntie, are you looking for me?"
"Is there any progress in these two days?" Mrs. Fu went straight to the theme, "I have created such a good opportunity for you, why don't you always grasp it?"
"Aunt...this..." Cheng Wanmiao was very embarrassed. "Cousin, it seems to be very tired of me."
"Nothing interesting." Mrs. Fu scolded, "Now I'm sick like this, the attitude of the rebellious man is finally a bit relaxed, but the conspiracy depends on the person, the success occurs in the sky, you weigh yourself."
"Yes, Wan Miao remembers the aunt's admonishment."
Mrs. Fu looked at her crying these days and was also bored, and then changed the subject: "I heard from the doctor that I was just qi and blood deficiency. This is an old problem. I usually take a few pills and it’s okay. How about this time? It's so fierce."
Cheng Wanmiao heard the words, his face was as usual, but his heart was trembling.
"Wan Miao doesn't know, maybe it's..." Cheng Wan Miao paused and said, "Xing Xu is my aunt who has been angry with her cousin, so... hurt her body."
"Huh! That unfilial son, I will raise him to adulthood!" When Fu Tingye was mentioned, Mrs. Fu became more depressed. "I was acting for him. It depends on whether he dares to marry the woman with a guilty conscience. "
Cousin might really do that.
Cheng Wanmiao thought secretly, and she was very discouraged.
Her cousin, her indifferent temperament, her temper irresolute, her eight cows couldn't come back, and she wanted to come...not easy to deal with.
"Auntie, don't be anxious, think about it again." Cheng Wanmiao comforted Mrs. Fu, and got out of the room.
"Alas... what can you do?" Mrs. Fu sighed. "After all, it is not my own, and it is not one-tenth of a thousand years old..."
Fu Tingye handles military affairs in the study, and the bodyguard comes to report: "Report to the general, Miss Watch asks for advice."
Why is she again?
Fu Tingye was very troubled.
"Just say I'm free."
"But the general... Miss Watch said she had important things to report, related to the old lady's condition."
Fu Tingye's cold eyebrow peak flashed a strange: "Let her come in."
"Yes."
Cheng Wanmiao entered the study, but it was not the place where Fu Tingye's military appraisal was frustrated, but an ear room. Two folio ancient shelves just formed a full moon, and some beautiful books and flowers were placed on the shelf, adding to the environment. Less elegant.
I can't think of Fu Tingye's rude personality, but he has such an elegant side in private.
The heavy footsteps approached, and Cheng Wanmiao was a little excited, but he still stabilized his body and slowly looked back towards Fu Tingye.
She is specially dressed today, wearing the most popular lotus leaf streamlined veil skirt in Shengjing now, and combing the flowing cloud brim. The brim is inserted with the gold hairpin that the queen gave to the palace when she was last year. Moving, that step jingled like a wind chime with a clear sound.
Fu Tingye frowned inexplicably. Under the blink of an eye, only a group of moving gold and silver jewelry shops came to himself. Cheng Wanmiao's makeup was even kitsch to flamboyant. The thick makeup on her eyes made people look dizzy.
There is no harm without comparison.
He finally knew why he liked Hua Qingxue.
The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally. This kind of woman is the most beautiful.
"Cousin." Cheng Wanmiao greeted him, his voice soft and boneless, crisp into the bone.
"What's the matter with you coming to me?" Fu Tingye stepped back subconsciously, only feeling uncomfortable.
"I..." Cheng Wanmiao wanted to politely, but unexpectedly Fu Tingye went straight, she had to go straight to the subject, "Wan Miao these days see cousin and aunt unhappy, anxious in her heart, so came up with a way, It can relieve my aunt, and my cousin should not be so embarrassed."
"What way?" Fu Tingye asked lightly.
Cheng Wanmiao had a pair of water eyes, and Chunbo secretly sent: "Cousin may pretend to agree to her request in front of her aunt, marry... Marry me as a wife, and let her aunt rest assured that she will tell her when her condition is stable. It’s just an expedient measure for both of us."
"Pretend to agree?" Fu Tingye looked a little calm, and an invisible pressure shocked him.
Cheng Wanmiao heard the machine front in the speech, and honestly explained: "There is only the name of the husband and wife, there is no truth of the husband and wife, and only the acting in front of the aunt, in front of others, or the cousin in the heart of the soldier, I don’t know."
Fu Tingye thought what kind of good idea she would come up with, it turned out to be such a method of covering ears and stealing bells.
"No." Fu Tingye said indifferently.
It doesn't work?
Before Cheng Wanmiao came to Fu Tingye, she had already thought about all the countermeasures, but did not expect the other party to refuse so simply.
She couldn't think of it. Fu Tingye had any reason to refuse her.
Isn't this method good for all three of them? Moreover, it could not temporarily hurt any interests of the wife of the soldier.
"Why doesn't my cousin think it's good? Wasn't Wan Miao not thoughtful?"
"It's not not thoughtful." Fu Tingye pondered for a moment, maybe her heart pityed her for the sake of the old lady, and the tone eased a little. "I don't want to do this. I don't want to marry her in the future. Anything owed."
Even if it is pretended to be the whole old lady, it won't work.
That was also a mistreatment of her in name.
After Fu Tingye said this, he ignored Cheng Wanmiao and walked out of the study.
The weather outside was very good. The warm sunshine in the winter fell through the huge banyan tree in Hou Mansion, like a shining ribbon.
I don't know what Hua Qingxue is doing now, are you thinking about him?
No, he must go and see the woman.
Fu Tingye thought this way, and kept walking outside.
In the other courtyard, there is a lot of vitality.
All the canvases Hua Huaxue bought last time were sent over. Liang Wensheng and Su Shaowen were busy laying cloths. The two were curious and excited to see the master buying so many canvases at once.
"Master, what are these steps for, military tents, or armor?" Su Shaowen couldn't hold back and asked Hua Qingxue.
Hua Qingxue smiled: "This... I'll sell a pass first, and I won't tell you, you will know it by then."
"Oh." Su Shaowen was slightly frustrated.
Liang Wensheng comforted him on the side: "Don't be discouraged, Master's ideas are always bold and innovative. I guess it must be a good thing this time. Let's wait to open our eyes."
"Senior brother said the same." Su Shaowen smiled towards Liang Wensheng.
That smile is innocent and pure, just like the lotus in the midsummer, without a trace of impurities, and it is bright and fresh.
Liang Wensheng sighed silently in his heart: Alas, the younger brother is good, this is what it looks like... too handsome.