On the other side, Ning Wan, who had returned to her room after taking a shower and lying on the bed, sneezed uncontrollably.

She rubbed her nose and was about to sigh when the next second she saw a bowl of steaming ginger soup handed to her.

Looking up, I saw Luzhu's helpless eyes, as if saying: Look, look, I told you that you caught a cold, but you refused to listen...

Chunqin was packing clothes for Ning Wan again. When she heard the noise, she hurried out and looked at Ning Wan. She spoke with a bit of helplessness:

"Miss, this is ginger soup, it's not bitter."

Ning Wan had no reason to refuse, so she had to pick up the ginger soup and swallow it.

The ginger soup was indeed not bitter, but for Ning Wan, it did not taste very good either, and it even made her throat a little spicy.

After drinking the ginger soup, Ning Wan curled up in the quilt and used the same reason to send Chunqin and Luzhu away.

"Come on, let's go out so that the young lady can rest in peace."

Luzhu pulled Chunqin out, but she didn't know that Ning Wan, who should have been asleep, was concentrating on looking at the latest plot fragments he had obtained.

*

It was three months later that Zhou Wenhuai regained consciousness.

During his coma, he was lucid for a few moments, but he could not open his eyes.

He could not hear any sounds from the outside world, but he vaguely felt that someone often came to the room, stared at him, and stroked his hands and face, with drops of tears falling on his skin.

But not long after, she left again, leaving him lying alone.

Has Ning Wan ever come to visit him?

As Zhou Wenhuai thought about it, he recalled his childhood when he was seven years old.

He caught a cold at night and had a high fever that wouldn't go away, so he missed his date with her, without even having the chance to tell her not to wait for him.

Unexpectedly, when I woke up again, I saw Ning Wan lying on the head of the bed. She was resting her head on her arms, frowning slightly, as if she was in a nightmare.

Zhou Wenhuai's memory has always been hazy. He often thinks of the days he spent with Ning Wan, the Ning Wan who followed him and called him Brother Huai, and the insignificant fights between them.

I also remembered the two families jokingly planning a marriage for the two, and their unanimous "yes".

But Ning Wan's figure gradually became longer and faded, and only her back could be seen, as if she was about to disappear from his life.

Zhou Wenhuai once again heard the words "I have already made an engagement, so let's avoid suspicion between you and me", and in an instant he felt like a thunderclap in his ears.

Will she come this time?

How could he, blinded by greed, do such a wrong thing? How could he let a poor scholar take advantage of him?

Ning Wan should obviously be his, and he should be the one to make the engagement with her, so how could such an unexpected change happen?

Zhou Wenhuai desperately wanted an answer, but the room was too empty and too quiet, and there was not even anyone guarding him.

After not moving for a long time, Zhou Wenhuai moved stiffly from the bed and sat up.

Just an extremely simple action made Zhou Wenhuai's forehead sweat and his lips began to tremble.

He wanted to call someone in, so he opened his mouth, but a long time passed and still no sound came out, as if he had forgotten how to speak.

"When do you think the young master will wake up?" The new servant followed another servant into the back hall, picked up the broom and started sweeping, asking casually.

"I've been here for a month now, and the boy shows no signs of waking up. Master and Madam, don't you want to ask a doctor to see him?"

"Hush!" The servant who was about to sweep the floor with a broom quickly covered his companion's mouth when he heard this. "This question is not something you can ask casually."

He looked around again, and after seeing no suspicious people, he slowly warned: "If you want to do this for a long time, you should ask less about the owner's affairs."

He still understood the principle that trouble comes from the mouth, so he had no intention of explaining it to the newcomer.

They could find out some information about why the young master was in a coma, but why he didn't wake up was not something they could explore.

When the new servant heard this, although he didn't quite understand, he nodded and thought to himself:

If you are sick, just go see a doctor. What is there to hide? Locking the young master in the room to rest is just waiting for death. I really don't understand what these rich people are thinking.

Just as the two were about to continue cleaning the floor, a strange noise suddenly came from a room not far away.

The two of them subconsciously looked at each other and looked towards the source of the strange sound. After just a few seconds, they came to Zhou Wenhuai's door together.

After preparing themselves mentally, the newcomer was the braver one and pushed the door open directly.

The moment the door opened, Zhou Wenhuai also looked over in the direction of the voice, and saw broken cups on the ground.

They didn't clean up, but ran out subconsciously, shouting excitedly: "Young Master is awake, Young Master is awake..."

Zhou Wenhuai frowned slightly, looking at the two surprised people who didn't know that he had been in a coma for three months.

"Father, Mother..."

Looking at his parents who had just come specially, Zhou Wenhuai seemed to have a switch turned on, and he was finally able to speak, "Did she come to see me?"

Mother Zhou looked at Huai'er who had just come back to her senses, and said with a lie, "She's coming. With the affection between you two, how could she not come to see you after you've been unconscious for so long?"

Zhou Wenhuai was originally happy, but when he heard his mother mention the affection between them, he suddenly came to his senses and murmured softly, "...It's a lie."

Mother Zhou was slightly stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Zhou Qing looked at Zhou Wenhuai, who seemed to be half awake, and was filled with anger. "Is this all you have? You were unconscious for three whole months for a girl who hadn't even reached marriage. Do you still care about your parents?"

Zhou Wenhuai's body stiffened.

It turned out that three months had passed, and he thought it was only half a month at most.

Seeing that Zhou Wenhuai didn't say anything, Zhou Qing no longer had the mood to stay. He turned around and ordered someone to find a doctor to take care of Zhou Wenhuai's health.

Zhou Wenhuai cooperated very well and recovered his energy and spirit in just one week. He even went to the street just to buy Ning Wan's favorite food.

I went to Ning Mansion again, and just like last time, he still avoided me.

Zhou Wenhuai began to squat in front of the Ning Mansion. After seeing Ning Wan again and feeling the sense of alienation, he could almost conclude that there was no possibility for the two of them to be together anymore.

The people in Rongping County were simple and honest, not to mention that everyone knew that she was engaged to Shen Jingwen, so even she didn't stand on his side.

But Zhou Wenhuai was stubborn and unwilling to let go. At this moment, he hoped that he could get a little official position so that he could openly ask the emperor for a marriage...

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