Zheng Xiao Mistake: The Mistake of Rebirth Provoked the Cold Master

"Yes..." Liu Feng stuffed the medicine bag into Zhu Zheng's hand and said stutteringly, "Doctor, I think it's getting late. Goodbye, Fourth Miss! We'll come again tomorrow!"

Who would send medicine with a doctor who doesn't meet the patient...

Without waiting for Zhu Zheng to ask any more questions, Liu Feng jumped onto the car very quickly and rode away on his horse at full speed.

Zhu Zheng held the same medicine as yesterday and stood quietly at the entrance of the moon for a while.

It was not until Nanny Guixiang urged her to do so that she returned home.

Another day passed.

It had been dark since morning, and a thick layer of dark clouds had gathered in the dark sky, from which a heavy rain was pouring down.

At the same time, Nanny Guixiang didn't come. Zhu Zheng stood by the window looking at the gray rain for a long time, then took a green oil-paper umbrella and quietly went out.

The rain was pouring down, splashing water on the ground. By the time Zhu Zheng reached the south door, her shoes were already soaked.

But she was unaware of this. She walked through the Moon Gate with an umbrella, and when she saw the carriage with green curtains, her heart suddenly moved.

When Liu Feng, who was squatting under the eaves of the carriage, saw the person coming, he jumped down immediately in fright, "Fourth Miss, we didn't plan to announce it today. It's raining so hard, why did you come out?"

Zhu Zheng walked straight to the carriage window and whispered, "It's raining so hard, but it's finally coming."

The sound of rain drowned out Zhu Zheng's voice. Liu Feng didn't hear the first sentence clearly. He only heard Zhu Zheng say, "Where's the medicine?"

There was a moment of silence in the noisy world. After a while, the half-wet curtain of the car window was lifted, and a bony hand stretched out and handed over an oil-paper bag.

Zhu Zheng didn't answer.

The hand waited for a moment, then hesitantly reached out, revealing a cuff with a silver-embroidered bamboo pattern.

Zhu Zheng tightened her grip on the umbrella handle and rashly raised her hand to open the curtain.

The dim light from the sky shone in, and a cold face was hidden in the darkness, looking up at her.

The raindrops hit the oil-paper umbrella, making a loud noise, like stones falling into a lake in the heart, creating unstoppable ripples.

Zhu Zheng's throat was choked up, and she moved her lips silently, "Sir..."

Sure enough it was him.

When they said that day, "The bridge is for the bridge, the road is for the road", Zhu Zheng didn't expect that she would want to see Rong Yan so much.

In fact, she had thought about it, and thought that she just had to endure it. She was very good at enduring, and she thought it would only take a few days for her to endure it.

But no.

Not only that, I even started dreaming about him frequently.

She dreamed of the endless Chengxu Mountains, the ground covered with white snow and red plum blossoms, and the person in the dream was talking to her in a soft voice.

When she woke up, she couldn't remember what she said...

I just remember dreaming about him.

Rong Yan still maintained the posture of extending his hand, with his hand resting on the car window and not retracting it, and it was only an inch away from Zhu Zheng's hand that was grabbing the curtain.

The rain wet their sleeves, leaving snowflake-like patterns.

The two looked at each other in silence for a long time.

Until Rong Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly, he was the first to look away and whispered, "I just happened to pass by today."

What about yesterday? Did you pass by there as well?

Zhu Zheng wanted to ask, but felt that there was no reason to force the question.

Compared to the first few days after she returned to Shengjing, she has started to dream about him less frequently recently. She knows that it is just habit at work, and that things will get better as long as she stops seeing him.

Just like the robe he left behind, the scent of cold plum blossoms on it that belonged to him has gradually become fainter, and sooner or later it will disappear completely and will be hard to find any trace of it anymore.

Zhu Zheng moved the umbrella handle, "Your Excellency shouldn't..."

Shouldn't have come...

She had guessed who was in the car yesterday, and because of this guess, she stayed up until midnight, thinking a lot. If it was really Rong Yan, she had thought about what she should say.

"My Lord, just give me the prescription. You don't have to deliver the medicine in person in the future."

Until just now, she was planning to say this.

But now, after seeing him, she suddenly felt she couldn't say it.

Zhu Zheng didn't want to and couldn't deny that Rong Yan was different from others to her. She didn't want to speak coldly to him anymore, nor did she want him to look so lonely and desolate.

It would just linger before her eyes, causing her to suffer from this lingering, dull pain.

She regretted it, regretted provoking him, and even more regretted taking advantage of his gentle indulgence to do whatever she wanted. If she had strictly followed the rules taught by her grandmother, perhaps there wouldn't have been so many complications.

But this regret was not outspoken. Instead, she closed her eyes and repeatedly chewed the bitterness in her heart every time she dreamed, until she was happy with it, until she began to feel lucky that she could meet such a person, have such a complicated and unspeakable story, and live like every daughter of an ordinary family...

Thinking of this, she was actually somewhat grateful that Rong Yan came. Seeing him made the pain in her heart seem less severe. But she also deeply understood that if she didn't make a decision, it would only add an inch of soil to the precarious cliff...

Sooner or later, there will be a collapse.

Collapsed into the deep quagmire beneath her feet...

"Fourth Miss." Nanny Guixiang's voice was like a thunder, awakening Zhu Zheng who was in a trance.

The sound of rain suddenly became loud and she abruptly lowered the curtain, hiding the figure in the car.

"Why did the fourth young lady sneak out?" The nanny couldn't see Zhu Zheng's movements clearly. She only saw Zhu Zheng's back standing in front of the carriage, and asked suspiciously.

Zhu Zheng turned around and said, "My wound did relapse during the rainy day. The medicine sent by the Grand Tutor's Mansion is very effective, so I came here in a hurry to get it."

Without waiting for the nanny to ask again, he continued, "Please trouble Liufeng to write a prescription for the nanny."

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Okay."

The nanny did not doubt him and gestured to invite her in. "Miss Four, it's time to go back. There are guests at the front door."

Zhu Zheng nodded, "Got it."

She was taken away by the nanny and walked forward for a while holding an umbrella, but she couldn't help looking back.

The green-curtained carriage stopped quietly under the tree, hidden in the rain through the moon gate, like an illusory reflection in a round mirror.

Zhu Zheng swallowed and turned back to his residence.

Liu Feng stood by the car and watched Fourth Miss Zhu walk away. He came over to report that she had left, but he found that the master had already opened the car window curtains and was staring at the moon gate in a daze.

Liu Feng was somewhat relieved. His Excellency had just returned to Shengjing and before he arrived at the mansion, he was summoned to the palace by the emperor. He had not been back for half a month, and he had not mentioned Fourth Miss Zhu once during this half month, which made him feel uncomfortable. Fortunately, he came to Zhu's mansion as soon as he left the palace, which finally put his mind at ease.

I don't know why he insisted on going through the side door, and he also asked not to let the fourth girl know that he was in the car, which really made it difficult for him.

Rong Yan looked calmly until there was no one left at the Moon Gate, then he suddenly said, "Go to the front door."

The front door of the Zhu residence was relatively deserted compared to the previous few days. There was only an inconspicuous carriage parked there, but two groups of people standing at the door were talking animatedly.

Madam Zhu, dressed in gorgeous clothes, sat on a chair with an impatient look on her face. "Let's not talk about the fact that Sixth Master Wen broke off the engagement, which has caused a lot of uproar and has not yet come to a conclusion. Just say that he has no outstanding official title, and no ability to make a living. The whole family relies on your eldest brother's military exploits. How will he live after getting married and dividing the house?"

It's the truth, a very unpleasant truth. It's just short of calling him a loser.

Wen Boqiu stood in the rain holding an umbrella, his face pale as he said, "That's not what the old lady promised me before."

"I never said anything before. It was Master Wen who insisted on associating the two families and ruining our girl's clean reputation." Madam Zhu's face changed immediately. "The fourth girl is not feeling well today and cannot see guests. Please go back, Master Six, and don't come again."

Liu Feng, who had just parked his car at a blind corner, didn't know what was said before. He only heard this and concluded, "It seems that this Sixth Master Wen is just being persistent and wishful thinking. Old Madam Zhu doesn't like him and has no intention of letting the Fourth Miss meet him."

Rong Yan's face showed no emotion, "Whose marriage does he want to cancel?"

"The younger sister of Lord Nie from the Commander's Mansion, her name is Nie Rusheng." Liu Feng replied, "The brother and sister's father, who has passed away, and the Duke of Zhenguo were both from the same branch of the Southern Camp when they were young. They had a very good relationship, and the engagement should have been made at that time."

Rong Yan hummed, and his eyes swept to the nearby screen wall under the gate of Zhu Mansion, where half of the emerald edge of an umbrella was visible.

Liu Feng was half right. It was not that Madam Zhu had no intention of letting Zhu Zheng come out to meet the guests, but she was just late.

Nanny Guixiang led her all the way to the front gate. Just as she was about to turn around the Shadow Wall Hill, she heard her grandmother almost finish speaking at the door and suddenly asked her to stop.

Zhu Zheng listened to her grandmother's words behind Yingbi Mountain.

The young man holding an umbrella was standing at the bottom of the steps with his shoulders hunched. The umbrella was tilted and about to fall over. He was almost soaked like a drowned rat and looked really pitiful.

Wen Boqiu came at a really bad time. His grandmother was angry because of her leg pain and had smashed all the furniture in the room at noon. In the afternoon, she ran into someone who came to vent his anger.

It would be strange if ivory could come out of your mouth.

Ever since she knew that Wen Boqiu was engaged, Zhu Zheng had no intention of getting involved anymore. Although her grandmother's words were hurtful and materialistic, she had no position or need to explain. She just let him think so and give up the idea.

His original engagement was much better than the Zhu family's.