When Wu Zhen's eyes became brighter, he looked up at Mei Zhuyu, his eyes were bright and quiet - but there was no red at all.

Wu Zhen grabbed one of his hands, then hooked his fingers and raised a gust of wind and sand. Mei Zhuyu really covered her eyes with the only remaining hand, but this time his eyes were still not red, but under his ears were a little red.

It seemed that this method was useless. Wu Zhen was thinking about what to do, but she couldn't make him cry directly like she did to Mei Si. Mei Si's group of boys were used to her doing some inexplicable things like this, and she didn't dare to ask, but Mei Zhuyu... She looked like a serious person. If she wanted to make him cry, she had to give her a reason first.

It's still necessary to find some accident.

The sky was gloomy for a long time, and finally it started to rain. At first, a few raindrops floated away, but after a few breaths, it suddenly turned into a heavy rain. The urgent and dense raindrops hit the ground hard, splashing a splash of water and mist. Pedestrians on the road were caught off guard and all turned into chickens.

Wu Zhen and Mei Zhuyu were trapped on the road. They were about to take a walk together, but suddenly they encountered this rain and could only hide under the eaves of a nearby family. Mei Zhuyu's horse was also led under the eaves and blocked the rain floating under the eaves on Wu Zhen's side. The rain fell too fast. In a hurry, although the two of them hid quickly, their bodies were still wet.

Wu Zhen was a little absent-minded and wondered how to make Xiao Langjun cry. Mei Zhuyu next to him was wholeheartedly. Seeing that the clothes on her head were splashed with water, hesitated for a while, he reached out to wipe her. He pulled open the cuffs outside and wiped her with the white middle cloak inside. Wu Zhen was wiped back to his senses. Seeing that his robe dripping water was dripping with water on her hair, he suddenly laughed.

She pulled the little Langjun's hand down and said, "Okay, no need." Then she turned around and knocked on the door of the family behind her and knocked a few times.

The door opened. When the servant who opened the door saw her, he quickly opened the door, "It's Mrs. Wu. It's so rainy, why is it coming? Come on, please come in quickly."

Wu Zhen nodded, "Are your husband and wife here? Let's pass by here to shelter from the rain."

"I'm here, please come in quickly, I'll take the horse for you, come on."

Wu Zhen pulled Mei Zhuyu and was taken into the house with great sincerity. She had no intention of being polite, as if it was her family. She introduced Mei Zhuyu to the yard with familiarity. "I saw those peonies, called silver red candles, and flowers as big as bowls, and one branch can bloom six of them. It is a rare peony treasure. Unfortunately, it has not bloomed yet, so I have to wait for a few more days."

"Come here, at this time, that lazy couple must be hiding in the room."

Mei Zhuyu, who was suddenly pulled in by her, was a little stunned. She came back to her senses and looked at the house, "Do you know the master here?"

Wu Zhen said: "Yes, I know both of these couples." He used to play with her, but later the two got married. The husband found a job to do it and became busy. The wife was a thin-skinned and embarrassed to play with them, and they had less contact.

After hearing her casual introduction, Mei Zhuyu couldn't help but realize again that her reputation as her friends are all over Chang'an and acquaintances are indeed good. She casually found a roof to hide from the rain, and they were all acquaintances' mansions.

The owner of the house, Song Langjun and his wife, Madam Fu, finally heard the sound. When they saw Wu Zhen, Madam Fu, who was chubby and had a round and white face, showed a happy smile and rushed over.

"Sister Zhen, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Song Langjun was quick-witted and pulled the wife back, whispering: "I have some eyesight, haven't you seen the one next to Sister Zhen?"

Only then did Madam Fu notice Mei Zhuyu, she yelled, held her face and exclaimed: "Is this my fiancé, Sister Zhen? This is the first time I have seen you!"

Song Langjun smiled and a little proud, "This is not the first time I have met you. I have seen you several times." He worked in the Secretariat and became a right-hand man. Although he did not often interact with officials from the Ministry of Justice, he had also seen him as an official in the same court.

Wu Zhen saw the two of them muttering and laughed, "Little Fu has no eyesight. I see, you, the gentleman, aren't much better. Do you see, our clothes are dripping with water? Are you going to look at this?"

Song Langjun slapped his forehead and quickly took them to change their clothes. Halfway through, Madam Fu came over and pulled Wu Zhen and walked to the other side, "Sister Zhen, this stupid Song Lang forgot that you are a woman. You have forgotten that you have never forgotten it yourself. You will follow them. You should follow me!"

Mei Zhuyu breathed a sigh of relief. When he saw Wu Zhen preparing to go into the room with him to change his clothes, he was confused and could not help but remind him. Fortunately, someone finally rescued him.

Wu Zhen followed Fu Niangzi to change clothes. Fu Niangzi only had women's dresses, so she could only keep them. Fu Niangzi's figure was round, and Wu Zhen looked a little loose in her clothes. Fortunately, she was a little taller and could still hold on. Like many young ladies, Fu Niangzi liked to wear big red and green dresses. Wu Zhen picked a less gorgeous lotus-colored chest-like robe, put it on a silver-red silk, and wiped his hair a little dry and tied it up.

Madam Fu was holding a pomegranate red dress that she refused, and looked very sorry. Seeing Wu Zhen finishing his clothes quickly and getting ready to leave, she quickly said, "Sister Zhen, I have two new necklaces, do you hang one? And this skirt, at least I have a sachet and incense pants, there is no embellishment on this bun, it's too monotonous. I have also made some new jewelry recently, let's take a look~"

Wu Zhen saw her mumbled and was reluctant to go around him. He tskated and turned his head to see a few pink peonies on her dressing table. He cut a small branch and inserted it into his hair bun.

"Is this OK?"

Mrs. Fu covered her chest, and when Sister Zhen smiled, her laughter almost flew away. She only knew that she held her face and smiled at her, "Sister Zhen is so beautiful~" Sister Zhen is good-looking, and she looks good no matter what, she looks good!

Wu Zhen prefers to wear neat round necklaces. Because of her decent behavior, everyone only praises her coolness when they see her, but when they wear women's dresses, they have a unique charming and attractive appearance, especially this lazy and casual manner, coupled with the smile-like expression, even Madam Fu is moved when she sees her, let alone a man who already cares about her.

Mei Zhuyu sat in front of the hall and looked at the rain outside and the dark sky, and heard footsteps from afar. He turned his head and saw Wu Zhen walking from the corridor. His skirt flowed, his silk was like a leak, and his black hair was decorated with pink peony. His whole body was as light as fog and walked out of the darkness.

The sound of rain in his ears seemed to have gone away for a moment. When he saw her coming, his expression was a little dazed.

"Langjun." Wu Zhen called him, and saw that he only stared at him, and shouted again with a smile. He only saw him waking up like a dream and turned his head, but soon turned back, but he stopped looking at her face, but only stared at the shoes under her feet, and responded softly.

Wu Zhen picked up a corner of his wet robe, "Why didn't you change the wet robe?"

As soon as she asked, she thought of it and knocked on her forehead, "I forgot that you are so tall, much taller than Song Langjun. You can't wear his clothes, right?"

Mei Zhuyu pulled her wet robe from her hands and sat down next to her, afraid that the moisture on her body would approach her, "I'm a little taller, and the clothes are not suitable. No matter if it can be done in a while, it's okay." Song Langjun just found several clothes, and he was much shorter in his clothes, which was really unreasonable, so he had to give up.

Wu Zhen looked at his side face, stretched out a finger and turned his face over, "Are the clothes inside soaked?"

Mei Zhuyu moved her head and shook her head uneasy: "No."

He was still wearing the wet clothes, but after he had wiped it, his hair was a little messy, and a few strands were exposed beside his cheeks. His hair seemed to be darker than hers, as if it was soaked ink.

Wu Zhen realized that he was a decent person and could not do the kind of thing that deliberately teased others by abruptly, but for some reason, he couldn't help but want to touch this implicit husband.

After all, she put down her hand and sat next to Mei Zhuyu, watching the rain outside with him.

"Have you ever cried when your husband is very sad?"

Mei Zhuyu didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but she also answered, "I can't remember it very clearly, as if it had happened once."

“Only once?”

"I cried about it before I remembered it when I was a child, but it was indeed only once after I remembered it."

Wu Zhen: It seems to be a bit troublesome.

She was thinking about how to make people cry, but suddenly she found that Mei Zhuyu's left hand seemed to be trembling. His hands were slender and beautiful, at least better than his appearance. Wu Zhen held his hand without thinking, "Why is it trembling so hard that he feels cold?"

Mei Zhuyu tried her best to hide her hands in her sleeves, but she didn't expect that she would find them. After hesitating for a while, he told the truth, "It's a problem I've suffered from in the early years. Every time it rains like this, the hand can't help but tremble."

The day his parents died was also like this rainy day. His whole hand was soaked in his parents' blood. He still remembered that when the hand was involuntarily clenched and crushed a heart, the trembling feeling, the scorching blood and the cold rain made his trembling unable to stop. In recent years, others thought he had already let go, but only this hand that would subconsciously feel cold and trembling on rainy days, telling him that some things had not passed.

Mei Zhuyu took a deep breath, trying to control this hand, but she didn't want Wu Zhen to pay too much attention to his strange problem. However, he was still the same as many times before, and had no choice but to do anything about this hand.

Wu Zhen didn't know what he was thinking, but felt that the hand he was holding trembled slightly. The subtle and restrained movement made her feel as if she was holding a little bird in her hand. Fragile, the two words appeared strangely in her heart.

Wu Zhen held Mei Zhuyu's left hand tightly, "Don't worry, the rain will stop soon."

Mei Zhuyu nodded, "It's okay if the rain stops."

Mrs. Fu and Song Langjun, who were hiding behind and peeking, you bumped into me, I bumped into you, and exchanged tacit smiles. Look at the way Sister Zhen took the initiative to hold other people's little hands, hehehehe~

Song Langjun pulled his wife to the back of the house and sighed a little, "My colleagues all think that Sister Zhen's marriage is not good. I had this feeling at first, but now looking at them sitting together and holding hands, I feel very good."

Mrs. Fu rolled her eyes and said, "Do you deserve it or not? What do you think of those people? If Sister Zhen agrees, it means she is satisfied. What she is satisfied with is the most suitable one."

Song Langjun turned his hands behind his back and thought of something, "I saw that Mei Dalangjun was not easy to get along with, but I was afraid that Sister Zhen would not get along with him."

Madam Fu continued to roll his eyes, "You guys are laughing and joking. Sister Zhen is annoyed. What's wrong with finding a steady man who doesn't like to laugh? And you didn't see that. Mr. Mei likes Sister Zhen. She was stunned when she saw Sister Zhen just now and didn't say anything for a long time."

Song Langjun: "Is that so? I didn't pay attention."

Madam Fu: "You careless men are so confused! Let's go quickly and let them stay alone for a while. In a few days, we have to show off to Mei Si and the others at Sister Zhen's wedding banquet. Sister Zhen will bring her brother-in-law to our house first!"
Chapter completed!