Two days later, a large wooden box was delivered to Fu's mansion.
I heard that Fu Beizheng specially asked someone to find a gift for Shen Wanyin.
A gift from Fu Beizheng?
Shen Wanyin had been married to him for three years without even a considerate word, let alone a gift.
The incident with the Yu family had just happened, and Shen Wanyin naturally thought that Fu Beizheng was using it to bribe her.
"For Fu Beizheng to be given a sweet date after a slap in the face is too disrespectful."
Shen Wanyin stared at the tightly sealed wooden box and said disdainfully.
Does he really treat her like a little pug who can forget about him using her by giving her some benefits?
Although Shen Wanyin didn't care at all what Fu Beizheng sent.
The housekeeper still ordered people to open the wooden box quickly.
After that, I saw an exquisite guzheng displayed in front of my eyes.
The head and tail of the guzheng are engraved with the pattern of spring river tides, and a crescent moon hangs high in the sky.
No matter how you look at it, this has the artistic conception of singing at a later time.
It also happens to correspond to Shen Wanyin's name.
"Madam, look how good this guzheng is! It looks like it was made by a master. The young marshal is thinking of you in his heart."
The housekeeper knew that Shen Wanyin had made a fuss with Fu Beizheng and was still angry.
Now that Fu Beizheng has expressed his goodwill, he must quickly persuade Shen Wanyin to calm down.
Of course Shen Wanyin could see that this guzheng was a rare good thing, but she just didn't care about it.
"Take it away, I don't need it."
After she finished speaking coldly, she turned around and left without giving the housekeeper a chance to persuade her again.
Since Shen Wanyin doesn't want it, no one else in the Fu Mansion dares to touch it again.
At the end of the whole day, this guzheng was left alone here.
In the evening, when Fu Beizheng came back, he happened to see this scene.
No one else needed to explain, Fu Beizheng understood what happened.
"Here comes someone."
Hearing his cold voice, the people waiting outside came over nervously.
"Young Marshal, what are your orders?"
"Since my wife doesn't like this thing, just throw it out."
Fu Beizheng said in a cold tone.
Ah, throw it out?
The servant looked up at him in shock, but at this time Fu Beizheng had already walked to the guest room.
Even people who don’t know anything about musical instruments will know that the guzheng in front of them is a rare and good thing.
I'm afraid it won't be easy to find.
Just throw it away?
Even if the servant didn't understand, he would not dare to disobey Fu Beizheng's instructions.
Just like that, the good guzheng was thrown out of Fu's mansion.
For example, the weather changes after spring.
At some point, a cold wind blew in the night, which was still dimly lit by moon and stars.
Upon seeing this, the housekeeper quickly went to Shen Wanyin's room and closed the window.
She knew she shouldn't talk too much, but before the housekeeper left, he still couldn't hold back and told Shen Wanyin about Fu Beizheng's request to throw away the guzheng.
At this time, Shen Wanyin, who was looking down at the book, started to flip through the book.
After just a moment, she returned to normal.
"That's what your young marshal brought back. What does he do with it is none of my business?"
This was said very coldly.
No matter how much the housekeeper thought it was a waste of good things, he would not dare to say anything.
With the sound of wind blowing from time to time, the night gradually deepened.
Shen Wanyin didn't know why, but couldn't sleep that night.
The book in her hand soon became unreadable, and she turned to look out the window. There was only a little bit of yellowish light in the thick night.
At this moment, suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Shen Wanyin was shocked when he saw it.
Along with lightning, spring thunder soon struck.
I don’t know how big or how long this thunderstorm will last on this spring night.
Thinking of this, Shen Wanyin's face looked a little ugly.
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
She frowned and muttered in frustration.
It was already around two o'clock in the morning, and the Fu Mansion was quiet, with almost everyone asleep.
Shen Wanyin thought about the guzheng being thrown outside, and felt increasingly uneasy.
No one dared to pick up the things thrown out of Fu Mansion.
Moreover, no matter how much people in the Fu Mansion care about good things, no one dares to take them back even though Fu Beizheng had already threatened to throw them away.
"Am I shooting myself in the foot?"
Shen Wanyin thought about it over and over before leaving the room.
She was going to get the guzheng back, but thinking that she would be hurt as a result of her fight with Fu Beizheng, she had no choice but to sigh.
When Shen Wanyin spoke, the guzheng that was left alone at the door finally had a place to shelter from the wind and rain.
Then, the guzheng was picked up, and the rumbling spring thunder outside sounded again, and within a short while, thin rain fell.
Seeing this, Shen Wanyin felt happy in her heart.
In the storage room, Shen Wanyin was sitting alone.
Although she was cold in the thin clothes, her attention was still on the guzheng in front of her.
"Fu Beizheng is just a bumpkin. To throw such a good thing out in the rain is really lacking in virtue."
She cursed softly, but gently covered the strings with her hands.
“I started learning it when I was five years old, and it’s been so many years before I knew it.”
Shen Wanyin stroked the surface of the piano lovingly, and it was obvious that she really liked it.
However, she has never touched him since she married Fu Beizheng.
"Anyway, there is no one around at this time. No one will laugh at me even if I play badly."
Shen Wanyin raised her eyebrows and her mind moved. The drizzle outside covered many sounds, which also made her play the piano without any scruples.
Although her hands felt raw after not touching the strings for a long time, a sunset flute and drum song still sounded like a gentle sound from her fingertips...
Shen Wanyin, who was immersed in the music, did not notice that a figure had unknowingly arrived at the door of the storage room.
Fu Beizheng, who was as sleepy as she was, had a slender figure. He stood at the door, looking at Shen Wanyin's thin back in trance.
Fu Beizheng knew that Shen Wanyin could play the piano when he was still in Taoshan.
That day, Chu Jin also asked him to coax her in her words.
Speaking of which, even after three years of marriage, Fu Beizheng still didn't know Shen Wanyin's hobbies and asked Chu Jin to find guzheng. He was just blind and blind.
But he never expected that Shen Wanyin could play the piano so well...
Shen Wanyin didn't react until his whole body was freezing.
When she left the storage room, everything was quiet. She thought that no one would notice what happened tonight.
But she never expected that when the housekeeper went to wake her up in the early morning, he was surprised to find that she had developed a high fever at some point.
"What should I do? I obviously closed the window last night. Madam, you just fell seriously ill a few days ago, and you fell ill again before you even recovered."
The housekeeper touched Shen Wanyin's hot forehead and was also anxious.
However, at this time, Shen Wanyin was also dizzy and couldn't wake up at all.
Follow and watch the housekeeper leave in a hurry.
"What's going on?"
Fu Beizheng, who happened to bump into her, saw her panic and asked in a deep voice.
"Young Marshal, my wife had a fever again last night. I'm going to call the doctor to come and take a look."
"Is she sick again?"
Fu Beizheng had a complicated expression and said in surprise.