A carriage stopped at the dock and two girls jumped off, placing the footstool for their young lady to step on. Then a nanny held a graceful young woman, who was wearing a veil, and got off the carriage.
The river course had been open to transportation and the dock was in official operation, so there were men and women coming and going. The place took on a lively picture.
However, such an elegant person like her still attracted people's eyes like a scenery at the dock.
After the pretty young woman got off, her nanny said something, and a girl servant walked to Wang Tiansong, asking, "Brother, excuse me, is your employer here?"
"Ah? My employer? She went back." Wang Tiansong didn't know what the girl wanted, wondering why Mrs. Ning, a country woman with no family background, should know such a noble lady.
The girl thanked him and turned back to report as he had told her.
Jian Qingyou remained silent for a while, ordering calmly, "Shiqin, go and ask where the woman lived, let's visit and thank her some other day."
Her voice was soft and amiable and her temperament extremely dignified.
"Yes, my lady." Shiqin retreated. Jian Qingyou, gazing at the river course, took a few steps forward.
Her walking gait was pretty too. The skirt hemline didn't move too much, and no dust was disturbed, making her extraordinarily elegant.
Nanny Yuan followed her in small steps and advised caringly, "Actually it's okay if I go alone to send her your gratitude. Why do you insist to go in person? It's windy and cold, how bad if you might catch a cold!"
"I can't thank her more for having saved my life. As you told me that the woman had quite temperament, so I suppose it's good to make friends with her."
"My lady, think twice. She's of humble background, but you're a noble lady. How can you droop down like that?"
"Noble lady. I have no other choice. I'm a mere bird in the cage." The tone sounded sad.
Jian Qingyou walked along the river, and the nanny hurried stepped forward to held her, persuading, "My lady, let's go back. The wind gets harder there."
"It's okay..." She came here just to take some air in the hope that the wind could disperse her unrealistic dream.
She tried desperately to please her grandmother, the old madam, and made the request to thank the woman in person to show her sincerity! Besides, she also meant the chilly wind to wake her up from the dream.
She had lost her heart to him since that enchanting first sight in the peach blossom rain and his arms holding around her waist.
The thought of the promise in the forest make her completely lose herself.
Over the year in the capital, she could have gotten married if she wanted to.
However, she wasn't willing to. She missed him. She was waiting for him.
Nanny Yuan shook her head helplessly. There was no person who knew the young lady better than her.
To avoid the tea parties, flower-appreciation parties or poetry clubs, the lady either claimed to fall ill or stayed behind others or pretended to be silly and fell into others' trap...
Now she was strolling along the river in fresh breeze when she heard beautiful flute melody from not afar.
Nanny Yuan and Jian Qingyou looked up at the same time to searching for the source of the sound.
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The Lady's Sickly Husband
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