My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Chapter 154 Women Should Do What They Like

Bai Wei had a smile on her face and looked at the tearful Huaying with tenderness, then turned her gaze to Shen's mother.

"Mother, the Fu family will send out the "Book of Gifts" in a few days, and my little sister's wedding dress should be put on the agenda."

On the day of engagement, the Fu family had already sent the marriage certificate, which meant that the wedding date was not far away.

Mother Shen smiled and nodded slightly, then turned to ask Huaying, "Ying'er, do you have any ideas about the wedding dress? When your eldest brother got married, we invited several skilled embroiderers to come to the mansion to make the wedding dress.

Mother heard a few days ago that the embroiderers at the "Beauty Clothing Shop" on Chang'an Street are very skilled, and their craftsmanship is from a famous master. If you have time, go and see if you like their styles and order a few sets of bridal clothes."

The clothes and hair accessories after marriage are more exquisite and gorgeous than those when waiting to be married. The clothes and jewelry required are different for different status and occasions, so it is good to make several sets.

Huaying was stunned when she heard this. Beauty Clothing Shop? Isn't that Yue Niang's shop...

She had been busy with the river beach affairs these days and had not visited Yue Niang. She had not expected that Yue Niang had run the store so well in such a short time. She was worthy of being the boss who had made money from the princess.

Thinking of this, Huaying's mouth corners slightly raised and she smiled, feeling truly happy for Yue Niang.

Mother Shen continued, "As for the wedding dress, it would be better to ask the embroiderer from the "big family" to come to the mansion to make it properly. What do you think?"

Huaying nodded gently, "A daughter listens to her mother." Bai Wei beside her also smiled and nodded in agreement...

After leaving Chunhua Courtyard, Huaying took Yuexing and Qinghe out of the house. It hadn't rained recently, so I wonder how the crops on the riverbank are doing...

Inside the carriage.

"Miss, you are about to get married, so don't run around. Just stay at home and drink tea, watch the embroiderer make your wedding dress, and wait for your wedding."

Qinghe took a cattail leaf fan and fanned Huaying to make the young lady feel cooler.

Huaying lifted the curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and asked, "And then?"

Qing He was stunned. She obviously didn't expect the lady to ask her. Then, Qing He tilted her head and thought for a while and said, "Then... after getting married, you don't have to do anything. Just wait for the master to come home for dinner. No, the wives of wealthy families have to learn to be housekeepers."

Huaying smiled and said, "You are still young. If a woman's life centers around that man alone, it is not a happy thing. A woman should do something she likes."

Qing He thought about it and suddenly realized, "I see, Miss is happy when she makes money, and Yue Niang is happy when she makes clothes, so Qing He is also doing something happy by following Miss."

As she spoke, she giggled out loud.

Huaying looked at the innocent Qinghe and couldn't help but think of the days in Taohua Town. At that time, she had just traveled here, with Dongxue by her side, and her mind was full of making money and repaying her gratitude. She thought that after repaying her gratitude, she could travel freely around the world.

Today, with the love and care of her family, her views on many things have changed. Rather than the illusory freedom, she is more willing to cherish what she has and live in the present.

Infected by Qinghe's clear laughter, Huaying couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

However, what they didn't know was that when Yue Xing, who was sitting outside the car, heard Yue Niang's name, an imperceptible blush appeared on the tip of his ears...

Not long after, the three of them arrived at the river beach.

Huaying got off the carriage and saw that the water in the river was almost dry, with only the waterwheel still struggling to water the half-dead crops bit by bit.

Uncle Liu and a few villagers were busy in the distance and did not notice Huaying's arrival.

"Miss, what should we do if the drought continues like this?" Qinghe asked worriedly.

Huaying squatted on the ground, stretched out her hand to pick up a piece of soil and gently squeezed it open. Sure enough, there was no moisture in it, which meant that it would not rain in the next two days.

He couldn't help but sigh: "We've tried all the possible methods, now we can only leave it to fate." If there is no more rain, I'm afraid even the capital will be affected by the drought.

Using river water to irrigate the land was the best solution she could think of, but even so, the situation was still not optimistic.

A few people stayed by the field for a while before leaving the riverbank and starting their return journey...

When they reached Chang'an Street, the carriage slowly stopped. Qing He hurriedly asked Yue Xing who was sitting outside the carriage, "Brother Yue, why did you stop the carriage?"

I only heard Yue Xing whisper outside: "There is a palace carriage ahead. Judging from the emblem, it looks like a carriage from Xingxiu Pavilion. Let's wait until they pass before we go."

Huaying lifted the car curtain curiously and looked towards the street ahead.

She saw a gorgeously decorated carriage speeding past, with its curtains fluttering in the wind. She caught a glimpse of a young man in Taoist robes, especially his pair of phoenix eyes, which were particularly eye-catching.

Xingxiu Pavilion? Could it be that they went to Tingyu Temple to pray for rain? My mother also went to the temple to pray for rain a few days ago and said she saw a Taoist priest praying for rain...

Really hope for a heavy rain.

Huaying watched the carriage go farther and farther away until it disappeared from her sight, then she lowered the curtain.

Just then, as the carriage was about to move on, a little beggar suddenly rushed out and stopped the carriage, shouting, "Miss, please be kind and save my sister! She is sick."

Yue Xing saw this and said coldly, "Go away." Some time ago, many refugees poured into Chang'an Street. If this one was saved, other refugees might flock in.

The little beggar did not move after hearing this, and let Yue Xing's cold eyes intimidate him. He bowed to Yue Xing and said, "Don't worry, brother. As long as you can save my sister, I promise that other beggars will not come forward to disturb the young lady."

Huaying listened to the conversation outside in the carriage and lifted the curtain.

There was a little boy about ten years old standing in front of the car. He stood straight, his clothes were tattered, and there was a scratch on his leg. However, his clear and lively eyes were very bright.

"What happened to your sister? How can I save her?"

Yan Jingwen saw the beautiful lady in the carriage speaking, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, and he quickly bowed and saluted: "Miss, can you lend me ten taels of silver, I will go and get some medicine for my little sister."

Huaying took out the purse she was carrying, took out fifteen taels of silver from it, and waved to the little beggar with a smile on her face.

When the little beggar came to her, she gently placed the silver in his hand.

"Go and see your sister."

Yan Jingwen never expected that the young lady in front of him would actually give him more money, and his heart was filled with gratitude.

"Thank you for your generous help, Miss. Consider this money as a loan from you. I will definitely return it when I have money in the future." His tone sounded particularly sincere.

Huaying smiled and nodded, then she lowered the curtain and said to Yuexing who was driving outside: "Let's go."

With a shout, the carriage slowly moved forward.

Yue Xing drove while keeping a vigilant eye on the beggars on the street, fearing that they would suddenly rush out and hurt the young lady.

But to his surprise, this did not happen, as if they were all afraid of the little beggar.

Qing He in the car put away the young lady's purse and couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Young lady, how can you trust others so easily? It's only fifteen taels of silver. You just give it to him if you say so. What if he is a little liar?"

After all, this is a considerable sum of money, almost as much as one's monthly salary.

"Everyone has difficulties sometimes. Besides, the other person only cheated you out of ten taels." The people of Wu have always revered the gods of heaven and earth and valued filial piety. Who would curse their family members to get sick for a few taels of silver?

Huaying always felt that the beggar looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen him.