Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 403: Doctor of the Pastoral Dream in Another World 7

Spring always comes unexpectedly. The apricot blossoms in the backyard of Huimin Medical Clinic were full of branches overnight.

Meng Qiqi was standing on tiptoe to trim the overgrown mugwort when she suddenly heard a rustling sound behind her.

Looking back, Shen Qingyu was clinging to the wall pitifully, his black hair disheveled and the hem of his brocade robe stained with grass debris, looking like a big dog drenched by the rain.

"You climbed over the wall again!" Meng Qiqi put her hands on her hips, the scissors in her hand still dripping with dew.

Since that long talk late at night, Shen Qingyu became even more extreme. He took the craftsmen to expand the clinic during the day, and stayed outside the courtyard late at night. Sometimes he was so sleepy that he fell asleep on the stone steps with his medicine box as a pillow.

At this moment, his eyes sparkled as he pulled out an oil-paper bag from his pocket: "This is the osmanthus cake from the new shop in the south of the city, and I've specially reserved some jujube paste filling..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew by, and apricot blossoms fell into his hair.

Meng Qiqi looked at his cautious and flattering appearance, and her heart suddenly began beating uncontrollably.

Memories came flooding back like a tide - he was soaked in the rainstorm but he still guarded the herbs tightly, he sneezed because of the smoke from the fireworks while boiling the medicine but he insisted that he was fine, he even secretly followed the old pharmacist to learn how to identify herbs, just so that he could say a few more words to her.

"Qiqi?" Shen Qingyu saw her in a daze, and her voice softened unconsciously, "If you find me annoying, I... I won't come tomorrow."

When he turned around, the handkerchief hidden in his sleeve slipped quietly. Meng Qiqi caught a glimpse of the crooked mugwort pattern embroidered on it - it was clearly a pattern she had casually drawn for him.

That night, Meng Yuyu sat in front of the dressing table, combing her long hair. The bronze mirror reflected her gentle smile: "Silly girl, why are you still feeling awkward?"

She applied the newly made hand cream on her sister's hand. "You always say that Master Shen is a playboy, but have you ever seen him stay in the clinic day and night for half a year just for one person?"

As the candlelight flickered, Meng Qiqi thought of Shen Qingyu's lost expression during the day, and her throat suddenly tightened.

Three days later, it is Jingzhe.

As usual, Shen Qingyu was helping to dry medicinal herbs in the clinic when he was suddenly dragged to a corner by Xiao Fuzi.

The young man handed over a note mysteriously, with Meng Qiqi's beautiful handwriting on it: Si time, peach forest on the outskirts of the city.

The hand holding the note was shaking slightly, and the hem of his brocade robe swept across the medicine shelf, startling the sparrows and making them fly around.

Deep in the peach forest, Meng Qiqi was wearing the pomegranate red dress given by Shen Qingyu, with the treasured glass hairpin pinned in her hair.

Seeing him running towards me breathlessly, his hair on his forehead soaked with sweat, his eyes suddenly reddened. "Does what you said still count?"

Her voice was as soft as falling petals.

Shen Qingyu suddenly hugged her into his arms, with such force that he seemed to rub her into his bones and blood: "It counts! Of course it counts! I, Shen Qingyu, swear to heaven..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qiqi stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

Apricot blossoms fluttered down on their shoulders. Shen Qingyu froze for a moment, then kissed back carefully, fearing that he would scare the person in his arms away.

After a long moment, he rested his forehead against hers and said in a hoarse voice, "I will go and ask my brother the emperor to grant me marriage. Tomorrow! No, I will go now!"

Inside the imperial study, Shen Qingyan watched his brother rush in, his jade belt askew and petals stained at the corners of his mouth. He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow: "Why are you so flustered?"

Shen Qingyu knelt on the ground with a plop, and the jade pendant on his waist made a crisp sound: "I beg the emperor to grant me a marriage! I want to marry Meng Qiqi from Huimin Medical Clinic!"

His voice echoed throughout the palace, startling the swallows and sparrows on the beams and causing them to flutter and fly away.

The emperor put down his pen and unfolded the secret report with great interest.

The paper was densely packed with records of Shen Qingyu's "feats" over the past six months - personally supervising the expansion of the clinic, traveling to the south of the Yangtze River in search of rare medicinal materials, and even strongly recommending the implementation of people-friendly medical policies in the court.

"Did you know," he knocked on the table, "that half the court is impeaching you for indulging in a romantic relationship?"

Shen Qingyu straightened his spine, his eyes flashing with determination: "I am willing to give up one-third of my fiefdom, just to marry Qiqi!"

He pulled out a thick stack of documents from his sleeve. "This is the 'Strategy for Preventing and Treating Epidemics in the Capital City', co-authored by this minister and Miss Meng. If your Majesty agrees, we are willing to take over the hospital and bring it back to the imperial court to benefit the people of the world."

Shen Qingyan stroked his chin and suddenly laughed out loud. He thought back to when he first met the Meng sisters, the little girl who stubbornly protected her sister, and now she could make her arrogant brother willingly bow his head.

"Approved." He wrote the imperial decree, "But I have one condition - the wedding must take place on the Dragon Boat Festival three months from now. I want to witness this perfect match with my own eyes."

When the good news spread, the capital was in an uproar.

Some people saw King Yu riding a tall horse, galloping around Zhuque Street three times, giving wedding candies to everyone he met; some people saw Shen Qingyu kneeling on one knee at the door of Huimin Medical Clinic, tying a heart-shaped knot embroidered with gold lotus flowers for Meng Qiqi; some people even ran into the emperor visiting the clinic in disguise, and personally adding a congratulatory message on the wedding list.

During the days of wedding preparation, Shen Qingyu almost stayed in the clinic.

He accompanied Meng Qiqi in choosing the material for her wedding dress, and they argued fiercely over whether the wedding sedan should be made of vermilion lacquer or gold foil; he followed the old embroiderer to learn how to embroider mandarin ducks, and was determined to embroider the most exquisite wedding handkerchief even if his hands were covered in blood; he even secretly planted Meng Qiqi's favorite white chrysanthemums in the backyard of the palace, threatening to fill the entire capital with her favorite fragrance.

The Dragon Boat Festival in the capital was extremely lively. The entrance of Huimin Medical Clinic was decorated with lights and red silk stretched all the way to Zhuque Street.

Early in the morning, the boudoirs of the two sisters of the Meng family were crowded with people.

Meng Yuyu was wearing a wedding dress embroidered with lotus flowers and was having her hair combed by the matchmaker; Meng Qiqi was looking in the bronze mirror, nervously fiddling with the phoenix crown on her head, the pearl tassels dazzling her eyes.

"Don't move!" Meng Yuyu smiled and slapped her sister's hand away. "If you keep moving, my hair will fall apart."

She was scolding him, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

This day has been awaited for so long, and now it is the best thing that the two sisters can get married together.

The wedding procession arrived, and the sounds of suona and firecrackers filled the air.

Shen Qingyu was wearing a brand new prince's dress, riding a tall horse, with a smile on his face that never stopped.

Lin Xiaoyan was wearing the red robe of a scholar who had passed the imperial examination. His palms were sweating with nervousness as he kept adjusting his cuffs.

When Meng Qiqi was helped into the bridal sedan by the matchmaker, she secretly lifted a corner of her veil and saw Shen Qingyu riding a horse in front of her.

He seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned around and winked at her through the curtain of the sedan chair, which made Meng Qiqi blush and she quickly put down her veil.

The wedding was held with great fanfare, and dignitaries and common people from the capital came to offer congratulations.

The emperor personally attended the event and gave away many good things.

At the banquet, Shen Qingyu and Lin Xiaoyan took turns toasting the guests. One was high-spirited and the other was gentle and elegant, which drew praise from everyone.

Finally it was night and the guests gradually dispersed.

Meng Qiqi sat in the new house, listening to the footsteps coming closer and closer outside, feeling like there was a little rabbit in her heart.

The door creaked open and Shen Qingyu came in, reeking of alcohol and with a flushed face.

"Are you tired?" He sat down on the bed and reached out to lift the veil, but felt a little embarrassed. "Can I...can I see you?"

Meng Qiqi lowered her head and said "hmm" softly.

The moment the veil was lifted, Shen Qingyu's eyes widened: "You look so beautiful today."

He clumsily poured her a cup of tea. "Are you thirsty?"

On the other side, in Meng Yuyu's new house, Lin Xiaoyan was standing there at a loss.

"Yuyu," he scratched his head, "I... I left you a piece of wedding cake. Are you hungry?"

Meng Yuyu looked at his nervous expression and couldn't help laughing: "You should change your clothes first, you look so hot."

On their wedding night, both couples experienced their own sweetness.

Shen Qingyu held Meng Qiqi and talked all night, from the first time they met to the days when he pursued her; Lin Xiaoyan carefully rubbed Meng Yuyu's sore feet, saying that he would never let her get so tired again.

Time flies, and two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

This morning, Meng Qiqi felt nauseous as soon as she got up, and vomited everything she ate.

Meng Yuyu was worried and took her pulse herself. After taking her pulse, her eyes lit up and she said, "You are pregnant!"

Meng Qiqi was surprised and happy. She touched her belly and couldn't speak for a long time.

When the news reached Shen Qingyu, he was handling official business in the palace. He threw the documents in his hand on the spot and rode his horse to the clinic.

After entering the house, he held Meng Qiqi and spun around several times, muttering, "I'm going to be a father! I'm going to be a father!"

What’s even more coincidental is that Meng Yuyu was also found to be pregnant.

After Lin Xiaoyan found out, he studied medical books every day and even hired the best midwife to live in his home.

He didn't allow Meng Yuyu to treat patients anymore, but he himself learned to decoct medicine. His clumsy appearance made Meng Yuyu angry and amused.

When the elders of both families heard the news, they were overjoyed.

Shen Qingyan specially sent someone to deliver a lot of supplements, and said that he would personally be their godfather when the children were born.

Wang Cuihua also came with the Meng family. Although they had not been kind to the two sisters before, they were now busy taking care of them, trying to make up for their past mistakes.

In the following days, the two sisters gathered together every day to talk about fetal movements.

Meng Qiqi touched her belly and said, "If it's a boy, I'll let him study medicine with me."

Meng Yuyu laughed and retorted: "It's better for a girl. I will teach her to read and write."

Shen Qingyu and Lin Xiaoyan were listening from the side, occasionally interjecting a few words, making the two sisters laugh.

As my belly grew bigger day by day, the house became more and more lively.

Shen Qingyu had a greenhouse built in the backyard of the palace, planted with fruits that Meng Qiqi liked to eat; Lin Xiaoyan converted the study into a baby room, where he fiddled with small clothes and quilts every day.

Neighbors all said that the Meng sisters had finally gotten their reward after suffering so much hardship.

From being kicked out of her home to opening a clinic to save people, to finding someone who truly loves her, and now she is about to become a mother.

This day is as sweet as honey, making people envious.

In anticipation and joy, the two couples waited for the arrival of new life.

The future is still long, and life will definitely be busier with children, but as long as the family is safe and harmonious, it is the greatest happiness.