Chapter 344

The cruise ship docked.

The sunset filled the sky, and the river flowers looked like fire.

At the ferry where the setting sun was shining, a weak girl in a plain white dress stood in the front under the protection of everyone.

A young man in a Confucian robe got off the boat and walked straight towards her.

The two looked at each other, as if they had a thousand words to say.

But at this moment, they couldn't say a word.

The girl seemed to want to run towards him, but after seeing the figure behind him, she held back.

She stood there, supported by the maid, her face pale and bloodless, but her eyes were as bright as stars.

"Second Miss."

The young man stopped in front of her.

"Brother-in-law..."

She whispered softly, her eyes were tender and affectionate.

The two looked at each other with affection, and when they were about to hold each other's hands, a young woman suddenly came out from behind the boy and reminded him, "You can't call me brother-in-law anymore."

The girl was stunned, looked at the snow-white figure not far behind the boy, was silent for a while, and said softly, "Brother Qingzhou."

In the end, she did not stretch out her hand and put it in his palm, nor did she throw herself into his arms and give him the most passionate kiss as she had imagined countless times before.

"Let's go, I'm tired."

Song Ruyue saw that the two were still standing there stupidly, afraid that they could not help but do something inappropriate, and afraid that the eldest daughter behind them would be embarrassed, so she hurriedly urged them to leave.

Qin Wenzheng also said, "Let's go. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we get back."

Just as the group was about to leave, an anxious and tender voice suddenly came from the boat: "Mr. Luo, wait a moment!"

A girl in a light blue dress, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, ran out of the cabin with an anxious look on her face. She was only wearing silk stockings on her feet, and she didn't even have time to put on her shoes. She panted and said, "Mr. Luo, can Huayue say a few words to you?"

"Huayue?"

"Miss Huayue, the courtesan of Tianxiang Pavilion in Kyoto?"

The people who were getting off the boat or picking up people at the ferry were all surprised and excited, and their eyes all looked over.

There are big stars in every era, and in Kyoto, this Miss Huayue is one.

Even unmarried women, many of them regard her as an idol.

In this era, brothel women are not all prostitutes, but also support many popular artists.

Those who can be selected as courtesans are all absolutely talented and charming.

In addition to her high attainments in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, Huayue can also dance and act on stage, and has performed at royal banquets many times.

Even in the aristocratic circle, she is very popular.

At this time, she suddenly appeared on the cruise ship at the ferry, which naturally attracted the attention and excitement of many people.

Tang Yan'er and Bai Yulou, who were talking at the railing outside the cabin, heard the sound and hurried over.

Huayue held the hem of her skirt, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand, without shoes, and looked at the crowd on the ferry with an anxious face. She seemed to want to chase from the step, but was stopped by the two maids behind her.

There were too many people at the ferry, and they didn't dare to let her go up.

After hearing her shout, the young master Luo just looked back and left quickly, without any intention of stopping.

Huayue stood at the step to land, staring blankly at the figure walking away quickly, as if wondering if she had shouted too softly just now and the other party might not have heard it.

Tang Yaner hurried over and asked, "Huayue, what's wrong?"

Huayue came to her senses and quickly grabbed her hand and asked, "That Mr. Luo, did you leave his address?"

Tang Yaner was stunned and said, "Which Mr. Luo?"

Then she reacted, "Oh, are you talking about the Mr. Luo from the Qin family in Mocheng? Oops, I forgot, I was just talking to Mr. Bai."

Huayue was stunned.

Bai Yulou hurriedly came up and bowed, "Miss Huayue, I am Bai Yulou from Jiangnan. I have admired you for a long time. Last night, my poem..."

"Mr. Bai, I'll go back and put on my shoes first."

Huayue was in no mood to listen to him continue, so she lowered her head slightly and turned into the cabin.

Bai Yulou's expression froze, and after a while, she asked, "Miss Tang, who is that Mr. Luo?"

Tang Yan'er was full of doubts, and said, "The son-in-law of the Qin family in Mocheng. Strange, why is Huayue so excited all of a sudden? Mr. Bai, excuse me, I have to go in and take a look."

After that, she hurried into the cabin.

Bai Yulou stood alone at the railing, frowning, and fell into deep thought.

The Qin family got on the carriage.

There were four carriages in total.

Luo Qingzhou, Miss Qin, Song Ruyue, Nangong Meijiao and Zhuer Meier were sitting in the same carriage.

Miss Qin and Bailing took the initiative to sit in the carriage at the back.

Qin Wenzheng and Qin Chuan sat in the third carriage.

The maids sat in the last carriage.

The four carriages were arranged in front and behind, and drove towards the city.

Not long after they started driving, Qin Weimo couldn't help asking, "Sister...Brother Qingzhou, was that Miss Huayue just now? I often hear people talking about her in Kyoto. How did you offend her?"

Luo Qingzhou replied, "I didn't offend her. I haven't even seen her or talked to her. If you don't believe me, ask my mother-in-law."

Song Ruyue rolled her eyes and said, "I asked you to write a poem carelessly, why did you write it so well? Someone must have seen the poem you wrote."

Luo Qingzhou wanted to argue for a few words, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "With my brother-in-law's talent, even if he writes a piece so-so, it will definitely be a masterpiece."

Then he asked deliberately: "Brother-in-law, someone just called you to talk, why did you ignore them?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "I don't know her."

Qin Wei smiled and said: "The girl who painted the moon is famous in Kyoto. She is the oiran of Tianxiang Pavilion. Many literati in Kyoto wanted to meet her but couldn't. My brother-in-law actually refused. What a pity."

Luo Qingzhou knew that she was teasing her intentionally and remained silent.

Song Ruyue secretly remembered the name "Tianxiang Pavilion" and decided to stay away from there in the future.

"Cough...cough..."

Qin Weimo was about to speak when he suddenly coughed again.

Beside her, Pearl hurriedly took out a handkerchief and put it in front of her mouth.

Qin Weimo's pale cheeks flushed with blood. After breathing for a while, Fang calmed down, took away the handkerchief, and whispered, "I'm fine."

Pearl said with tears in her eyes: "Miss, but you..."

"Pearl."

Qin Weimo glanced at her.

Pearl bit her lip and said no more, tears welling up in her eyes.

Song Ruyue said with worry on her face: "Weimo, your face looks very ugly. Have you gotten sick again recently?"

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Mom, I'm fine. I just cough a few times now and then."

Beside her, Pearl shed tears silently.

Wherever I cough occasionally, I obviously cough up blood frequently, and it has become more and more serious recently.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Second Miss, have you finished taking the medicine?"

The medicine he mentioned was naturally the medicine he gave me.

Qin Weimo said softly: "There are still some. I only take them when I feel really uncomfortable. The effect of that medicine is very good. Every time I take it, Weimo feels better."

At this time, Princess Nangong, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said: "In recent times, Wei Mo has not only been writing books and looking at the store, but also looking for a new house. He has worked too much and sometimes stayed up all night. He has fainted this month. Twice."

As soon as these words came out, Song Ruyue's expression suddenly changed and she said in a trembling voice: "Wei Mo, fainted again? Why didn't you tell mother?"

Qin Weimo said softly: "It's okay, maybe it's just too hard. I will go to bed earlier these days."

Song Ruyue felt heavy in her heart.

She didn't know her daughter's condition, which was obviously getting worse.

Once in Mocheng, the doctor categorically said that she would not live for more than a month, but she still survived. She thought a miracle had happened and her daughter's condition might get better. But now it seems that it just delayed for some time and the disease remains the same. Still there.

I don’t know when it will be...

Her eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs: "Wei Mo, you have to have a good rest and don't work too hard anymore. This time we moved our family here just to treat you. Don't worry, your father will definitely find a good doctor to help you." You're cured."

Nangong Meijiao said: "My father found an imperial doctor from the palace and showed it to Wei Mo. The situation is not optimistic. Auntie, the doctor may be useless. You need to find another person."

Song Ruyue said quickly: "Meijiao, do you know who you are looking for?"

Nangong Meijiao said: "I heard from the imperial doctor that there was an eminent monk in Jinchan Temple who seemed to have treated such a disease. However, that eminent monk has not come out of the temple for a long time, and even the people in the temple have not come out for a long time. I haven’t seen him. It is said that he has been in seclusion for decades. My father went to look for him in person last time, but he didn’t see him.”

Song Ruyue immediately said: "Is Jinchan Temple in Kyoto? We will look for it tomorrow. No matter what the cost, as long as there is a chance, we will never give up."

Nangong Meijiao nodded and said, "It's on Jinchan Mountain outside the city. I'll go with you tomorrow."

She sighed secretly.

In fact, there was no chance at all. The eminent monk couldn't even ask the late Emperor to come out when he was sick, let alone them.

But she always wanted to give them some hope, and also give some hope to the sickly girl next to her.

Only with hope can she have the motivation to continue living.

Song Ruyue held her daughter's cold little hand and looked at her pale face and thin body. She felt extremely distressed and said softly: "Wei Mo, don't be afraid. Mother will definitely invite that eminent monk to come out and treat you." I'm sick. You'll be fine. When you get better..."

She suddenly choked up and couldn't speak any more. She wiped her tears and looked at the young man next to her: "Luo Qingzhou, don't you have anything to say to Wei Mo?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, looked at the sickly girl beside him, and suddenly said: "Second Miss, shall we get married? Let the father-in-law and mother-in-law choose a good day, and we will get married. I'd better get married. From now on, the family will listen to you. I'll always be with you, okay?"

Qin Weimo was stunned, and tears suddenly filled his eyes.

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