Chapter 109 Paper Wedding Dress (109)

It was night.

Yu Mu woke up from a deep sleep.

After waking up, he felt his whole brain exploded.

The room was dark and quiet, except for the occasional sound of cicadas outside.

Yu Mu sat up from the bed, his eyes a little dazed. After a few seconds, his eyes gradually became clear.

She frowned slightly, thinking about why she was sleeping in bed.

Wasn't she still at the banquet in the lobby a second ago? How could she appear here?

Miss Wu has married?

Yu Mu's head hurt a little, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his slightly sore temples.

At this time, Yu Mu heard the sound of light footsteps coming from outside the door.

Her eyes were sharp, and she turned her head to look outside the door.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and then Yu Mu saw the familiar figure of Wu Juan.

Her eyes paused, and she withdrew her gaze expressionlessly.

Wu Juan was holding a wooden tray with a bowl of hangover soup and a bowl of rice porridge on it.

As soon as he came in, he saw Yu Mu sitting on the bed under the moonlight. Wu Juan seemed to pause for a moment, then walked in softly with a smile.

Wu Juan walked to the table and said, "Sister, you are awake."

Yu Mu didn't say anything.

Wu Juan put the wooden tray away first, and then lit the candles in the room. Suddenly, the room was lit up instantly. The young boy stood by the table in a spotless white dress, looking at her with a faint smile.

"Sister, you just woke up, drink this bowl of hangover soup first, otherwise you will have a headache later."

Wu Juan came over with a bowl of hangover soup and sat by Yu Mu's bed.

He handed the hangover soup over and looked at Yu Mu with concern.

Yu Mu pursed his lips and looked at the bowl of hangover soup for a few times. His head still hurt, so Yu Mu had no choice but to take the bowl of hangover soup.

The temperature was just right, not too hot or too cold, and Yu Mu finished it in one gulp.

Wu Juan took the empty bowl, and wiped the corners of Yu Mu's mouth with a handkerchief in his other hand. After wiping it for a while, Yu Mu dodged, "I'll do it myself."

She looked cold, took the handkerchief from Wu Juan's hand expressionlessly, and wiped the corners of her mouth.

Wu Juan didn't say anything, got up and put the empty bowl aside. He picked up the bowl of white rice porridge and walked over.

He sat on the bed, "Sister didn't eat anything in the morning, and slept for another day. Drink some white rice porridge to fill your stomach first. If you need to eat something later, I'll ask the servants in the mansion to make it."

Yu Mu was really hungry, and took the bowl of white rice porridge handed over by Wu Juan and drank it silently.

After drinking a few sips, she paused and asked Wu Juan: "Is Miss Wu not married yet?"

Hearing this, Wu Juan shook his head: "Not yet."

"When will she get married?"

"Zi Hour."

"What time is it now?"

"Hai Hour."

Yu Mu paused, "Isn't it soon?"

Wu Juan nodded: "Yes."

Yu Mu drank the rice porridge in a few gulps, "Where is Li Jingjing?"

Wu Juan paused, lowered her long eyelashes, and said casually: "Sister is very concerned about Miss Li. Miss Li is outside now, and she is going to carry the sedan chair with everyone to send the bride."

"Then let's go." Yu Mu put the bowl in Wu Juan's hand, lifted the quilt, put on shoes, and got off the bed.

Wu Juan grabbed Yu Mu's hand, "Sister, it's not time yet, don't worry."

Yu Mu looked back at him, lowered his eyes to see him holding her hand, and lightly broke free.

"I know."

Wu Juan pursed his lips slightly, his freed hand hanging in the snow-white sleeve beside him.

He whispered: "Well, sister, wait for me. A Juan and sister will go together."