Chapter 87: Avoiding Suspicion

“I’ll drink the medicine with Sister Siyin so that she won’t feel the bitterness.”

As she spoke, she reached for the bowl beside her.

Si Fangming, standing outside the screen, said with dissatisfaction, "Stop meddling. There's only enough for two bowls from one pot, not even enough for you to have a good laugh."

Yu Shiyan remained quietly seated, sipping his tea, but his gaze occasionally swept across the screen reflecting the hazy figures inside.

“Every medicine has some toxicity. That bastard Si is right. Don’t suffer with me for nothing.” Yuan Siyin still comforted her with a smile.

"Alright, alright, my ancestor, save your energy, we still need to continue administering medicine later."

Normally, Si Fangming would never call her that, and they would always end up arguing before it would be over. But these past few days, he's been acting like a completely different person. No matter what she says, he's completely obedient, as if she doesn't have much time left.

"So delicate." Yu Shiyan put down his teacup and gave a soft snort.

Yuan Siyin inwardly groaned in despair.

Who exactly transplanted the little white flower here?

Well, judging from this tone, it seems they've even thought about where to bury her after she dies.

After struggling for most of the hour, she finally managed to get the medicine down her throat, but before the entire medicinal meal was served, she began to feel drowsy again, as if she were possessed by a sleep bug.

"Let's withdraw."

Si Fangming stopped the servants from serving the dishes, closed the door, and sent everyone out so that she could sleep more peacefully.

Autumn passed very quickly that year, and Yuan Siyin didn't even realize it. Before she knew it, it was time to wear fur coats and cloaks.

Yuan Siyin leaned lazily against the chaise longue, a thin blanket draped over her body, holding a hand warmer in her hands, her slender and delicate fingers turning thoughtfully.

That old doctor, that scoundrel, was full of empty promises, saying he'd be cured in ten days, but he ended up taking medicine all winter.

It's better now, but not completely better.

For at least these past few days, she hasn't even stepped out of the Yuan residence's gate.

The palace bestowed rewards a few days ago, and Li Yuande came in person. She had just fallen asleep, but no one woke her up.

Li Yuande knew this, but didn't say much. He put down the reward and went back.

However, according to Ziyuan, the people had already stormed outside, but were scared away by Si Fangming, who was guarding the door.

Hongxiu entered through the curtain, her face, which had been contorted with bitterness for a long time, finally showing some joy. "Miss, word has come from the palace that if you continue taking this medicine for another day, it will be the end of your course."

The chill from outside still lingered on Hongxiu, hitting her nose directly and making her shiver.

Seeing this, Hongxiu quickly squatted down and poked at the charcoal brazier with her silver chopsticks, then walked back to Yuan Siyin.

"That's the best news I've ever heard."

Yuan Siyin sighed slightly, feeling that she had been pampered for the past few months and had become quite lazy.

Everyone was trying to find ways to stuff food into her stomach.

Today it's hawthorn slices from the Qi family, tomorrow it's bird's nest porridge from the palace, and what's even more shocking is that Yu Shiyan has also sent red bean glutinous rice cakes several times.

However, to avoid suspicion, she always sent Ziyuan back.

After all, Qi Xinxin is the female lead, so even if pastries are to be sent, they should be sent to the Qi residence.

That said, has the relationship between the male and female leads progressed at all?

She's been gone for so long. Without her interference, the innocent girl should have fallen for Qi Xinxin by now, right?

Yuan Siyin pondered deeply.

We can't let her wear a white pendant while praying at Tantuo Temple, no matter what.