How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

Chapter 351

He complained about Cheng Zhiliang for a bit, but since he was Li Yun's husband after all, he couldn't say anything too harsh. The topic was over, and Dong Xiaohuan had his eye on another girl and was going to ask him to go see her when Xia Tian came back.

Now, summer’s wedding is the most important thing in Dong Xiaohuan’s mind.

A few days later, Li Yun had already returned. Xia Chu sent Li Yun an invitation, and after receiving a reply, she informed the others of the date for the gathering.

Xia Chu was eager to know Li Yun's situation, so he waited in Yin Ge Garden early and reserved the best courtyard for the party.

Li Yun arrived a little late. She arrived after everyone else had.

The maids were waiting outside the door. As soon as Li Yun entered, she was pulled to sit at the table. Xia Chu looked at her carefully, but her face showed nothing. "Sister Yun, how are you?"

Li Yun was stared at by four pairs of eyes. She smiled helplessly and said, "Nothing happened."

On the wedding night, Cheng Zhiliang was drunk and fell asleep as soon as he lay down on the bed. Li Yun was mentally prepared and didn't feel too bad. She asked the maids to help him change his clothes, and then she went to bed in her clothes.

The next day, she visited her parents-in-law. Her mother-in-law was quite kind, holding her hand and talking for a long time, and even invited her to stay for lunch. Her father-in-law scolded Cheng Zhiliang in front of her again, saying that he had made a fool of himself at the wedding.

After that, Cheng Zhiliang left the house and only returned at night. He fell asleep as soon as he got home and left early in the morning. On the day of the return visit, he stayed home and accompanied Li Yun to her parents' home. He also apologized respectfully to his father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law, and the matter was over.

But Li Yun had barely spoken to him these days. She suspected Cheng Zhiliang was unhappy with the marriage and was deliberately leaving her out.

But it’s better this way. The two have never met before, and it’s not bad for them to live their own lives.

But the pure white wedding veil, spread over the bed every day, seemed to slap her in the face. When paying her respects, her mother-in-law's overt and covert reminders and indirect hints made her very embarrassed.

What could she do if her husband didn't want to touch her? Was she going to learn the seductive tactics of those prostitutes? Not only did her upbringing forbid it, her pride wouldn't allow her to trample on herself either.

But she didn't dare tell her parents these words. Even in front of her friends, she felt a little embarrassed. She could only smile and say everything was fine, but what was good about it? Perhaps it was the peace and quiet.

Regardless of whether Xia Chu and the others noticed anything, they couldn't ask directly. They could only think of ways to make Li Yun happy. There was nothing else they could do.

As the days passed, Xia Chu often invited Li Yun out to play. But out of three times, Li Yun only came out once. She also looked haggard, her eyes no longer as bright as before.

More than a month passed, and Zhao Huazhang, who hadn't appeared for a long time, came. "I'll take you somewhere."

"Where?" Xia Chu had something on his mind and was not in the mood.

"Let's go and see what you are worried about." Zhao Huazhang helped her get into the carriage, and Qingsong drove the carriage out of the city directly.

"What about Sister Yun?" Xia Chu looked at him expectantly.

"Well, Cheng Zhiliang is here today, I'll take you to meet him." After saying this, Zhao Huazhang smiled soothingly.

To meet Cheng Zhiliang? What was she going to do with Cheng Zhiliang?

Judging from the route, they were headed for a certain village. These people, tired of playing in the city, were going outside. They'd probably already explored every village and mountain nearby.

This time, the farm was quite large, stretching from the foot of the mountain all the way to the middle. Standing at the gate, one couldn't even see the edge of the wall. There were sheds in front of the courtyard walls on both sides, with a row of carriages parked between them. When we reached the gate, a servant would take the reins and lead us to the parking area.

The servant was waiting at the door. When he saw Zhao Huazhang, he came forward with a smile and said, "Mr. Zhao, the courtyard has been arranged. I will take you there."

Xia Chu originally thought that his garden was quite good, but when he saw this farm, he realized what it meant to be a small witch compared to a big witch.

There's no screen wall at the entrance, and a stream runs through the courtyard. It feels more like entering a mountain than a village. Flowers, plants, trees, and rockeries abound, making it feel like a paradise.

After crossing the stone bridge over the stream, there is a tree-lined path. The ground is not paved with bluestone, but with round pebbles of similar size. The scenery changes with every step.

Xia Chu felt like a country bumpkin, having never imagined this was a mountain villa. She had learned a little about it when the garden was being built, and couldn't help but estimate the cost in her mind. The more she calculated, the more she was shocked.

Never mind, it's an astronomical figure. She blinked and decided not to embarrass herself.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, buildings began to appear. This courtyard was much larger than the Hidden Song Garden. At a glance, it looked like a single-story house. Maids and servants hurried by from time to time, and occasionally dancers and musicians could be seen entering and leaving the courtyards, and even people carrying sedan chairs passed by.

After walking for a while, Xia Chu felt her legs were a little sore. They finally entered a courtyard. If the outside was a rough mountain view, the inside was an exquisite back garden.

"Are you tired from walking? It's time to take a sedan chair." Zhao Huazhang squeezed her hand, "We're almost there."

Xia Chu smiled and shook his head. They walked through the open front hall. A lake had been dug out in the back. Xia Chu estimated the lake's size. It was corrupt, too corrupt.

There's an island in the lake, with two-story bamboo huts connected by a bamboo bridge. A corridor leads to the shore, and the lake is dotted with rockery and lotuses. Even now, only the lotus leaves are visible, a truly eye-catching sight.

The group walked along the corridor and went to the second bamboo house on the left. Xia Chu then discovered that the second floor was transparent on all sides, with no doors or windows, and a lot of gauze curtains were hung to block the view.

The maid waiting inside had already received the news. The tea on the table was warm and just right for drinking. The dim sum was steaming and delicious.

The servants who had brought them in withdrew, and the maids also retreated behind the curtain. From nowhere, the lascivious music began to play, lingering and sad, seducing the heartstrings.

"This place is really generous." Xia Chu couldn't help but sigh in a low voice. She really couldn't imagine the world of the rich.

"It's just a fun for bored people." Zhao Huazhang took a sip of tea and walked to the window near the back. "Come."

Xia Chu walked over. In the middle of the bamboo huts stood a raised platform. Atop it, a group of dancers danced slowly, and the surrounding bamboo huts were filled with shadowy figures. There were also seats to the side of the platform, where several men were reclining, embracing women, and from time to time, unpleasant laughter could be heard.

"Cheng Zhiliang is there," Zhao Huazhang pointed, pointing to the side of the platform. However, there were no women around him; he was drinking alone.

"What are you showing me?" Xia Chu retracted her gaze. "You're newly married and you're coming to a place like this? You have no sense of shame." After she finished speaking, she turned her gaze to Zhao Huazhang, "Do you come here often?"