Chapter Twenty-Six: Xu Chumin Has Someone She Likes, Zhao Yu Doesn't Believe It

Zhao Yu led Xu Chumian onto the carriage.

"Let's go to the housewarming party."

Wenju is the closest place to this place.

Zhao Yu's body was stained red with Xu Chumian's blood.

Xu Chumian leaned against Zhao Yu's chest, feeling drowsy and disoriented, instinctively relying on the person in front of her.

Zhao Yu took a pill from the side of the carriage and fed it to Xu Chumian.

"First sleep, open your mouth."

Xu Chumian frowned deeply. "It hurts."

Zhao Yu pinched her cheeks and forced her to swallow the medicine.

He unbuttoned Xu Chumian's outer and inner garments, and when he saw the several wounds on her body, a surge of rage welled up in Zhao Yu's eyes. With trembling hands, he used a medicine box to treat the wounds briefly, while Xu Chumian's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

Zhao Yu then changed Xu Chumian into the clothes that were spared in his carriage.

The person in his arms felt hot to the touch and began to heat up. Zhao Yu had thought about holding Xu Chumian in his arms again, but not in this kind of situation.

Zhao Yu dared not think what would have happened if he had arrived late... He rested his chin on Xu Chumin's head and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, we'll be there soon."

Xu Chumian slowly opened her eyes after being disturbed by Zhao Yu. Her lips were dry, and it was Zhao Yu's voice.

It's not a hallucination.

It is Zhao Yu.

Gradually, she closed her eyes again.

Guan Yan wished he had eight horses pulling a carriage right now.

...

Upon arriving at the residence, Zhao Yu carried Xu Chumian back to the main courtyard.

The doctor, whom they had arranged in advance, was stationed in the courtyard to immediately examine and administer medicine to Xu Chumian.

Throughout the entire process, Zhao Yu's gaze never left Xu Chumian.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. This girl has only superficial injuries and has lost too much blood, which has caused her to have a fever. She will wake up by tonight. The rescue was timely, so it's not too late."

Zhao Yu said in a deep voice, "Use the best medicine, and also find more ointments to lighten scars."

"yes."

"Go to the Xu family and tell them to bring Mu Mu here."

Guan Yan acknowledged and withdrew.

As darkness fell outside, Zhao Yu remained by the bedside inside.

He applied medicine to Xu Chumian's wounds again. Her skin was fair and delicate, but her wounds were red, swollen, and bloody, making them extremely gruesome to look at.

Zhao Yu changed Xu Chumian's inner garment again.

Throughout the entire process, Xu Chumian frowned, and only when she finally lay peacefully on the bed did she fall into a deep sleep again.

Incense burned in the room as Zhao Yu wiped the blood from Xu Chuming's wrist with a towel.

Soon, Guan Yan returned with Mu Mu.

Zhao Yu changed out of his blood-stained clothes before going to see Mu Mu.

The young girl was terrified when the constables broke into her house that morning. Now, seeing the familiar Zhao Yu, she felt more worried than afraid. She went up to Zhao Yu and looked at him with eyes that were very similar to Xu Chumian's.

Just like Xu Chumian used to do, Zhao Yu gently patted the little girl's fluffy head.

"They're still sleeping inside, keep your voice down."

Mu Mu nodded.

Zhao Yu carried her into the room. The little girl lay down by the bed and pressed her face against Xu Chumian's palm.

Then Mu Mu looked at Zhao Yu with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Yu said in a low voice, "You won't wake up for a while. Let Xiao Tao take you to eat."

Mu Mu kept sobbing, worried that she would disturb her sister, so she followed Xiao Tao, looking back every few steps.

Zhao Yu did not leave.

The scene now looks just like it used to be.

Zhao Yu had a lot to tell Xu Chumian, and he wanted to say that he had been negligent in the past and that he had not done well enough, but Xu Chumian knew nothing about all of this.

He couldn't bear the pain of losing Xu Chumin again.

He had a foolproof plan; he could protect the two sisters.

They will have children in the future.

They can grow old together.

...

Xu Chumian woke up at the end of the Xu hour.

She opened her eyes, surrounded by familiar scents, but her throat was dry and she couldn't utter a word. The room was dimly lit, and the bed curtains and cabinets... all vaguely familiar.

Isn't she in jail?

Was she rescued?

Everything was an unfamiliar environment to her.

Especially the black undergarment she was wearing...

Outside the bed curtains, a figure moved about; the person was extremely tall and looked remarkably like Zhao Yu…

Xu Chumian immediately sat up and met the eyes of the person who approached.

Zhao Yu was dressed in black, holding a damp handkerchief in his hand. He had a slight smile on his lips and was looking at her intently.

"Awake? How are you feeling now?"

Xu Chumian's dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, making her small face appear even smaller. She moved her lips, her throat feeling extremely dry.

Zhao Yu put down the handkerchief and turned around to pour a glass of warm water.

Zhao Yu was about to feed her when Xu Chumian reached out and took the cup first.

Zhao Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Like a gentle rain, Xu Chumian felt much better in her throat. She held the cup, her fingers turning white.

"Thanks."

Zhao Yu remained silent for a moment.

The person in front of her had an extremely strong presence, making it impossible for Xu Chuming to ignore them. She pursed her lips and asked, "Where is this?"

"Wenju, there is no one else in the house."

Wenju...

In her previous life, Xu Chumian lived in the original courtyard for a short time before Zhao Yu moved her and Mu Mu into the Wenju residence, where they stayed until their marriage.

Xu Chumian lowered her eyes: "Did Xiao Tao come to see you?"

Zhao Yu hummed in agreement and recounted the matter of the Prefect of the Capital, his eyes deep and unfathomable: "You don't need to worry, those people won't come looking for you again."

"Will this cause you trouble?"

Xu Chumian's voice was soft, tinged with worry, like a feather brushing against Zhao Yu's heart. He raised an eyebrow slightly: "It's nothing."

Xu Chumian didn't know how to start the conversation. She had just made things clear with Zhao Yu a few days ago, and she didn't want to recall those harsh words again. Now, she was in this situation again.

Zhao Yu glanced at Xu Chumian's pale fingers, then went to the bedside and raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat that had just seeped from her forehead.

Xu Chumian turned her head to avoid the attack.

Zhao Yu's hand froze in mid-air.

His eyes narrowed slightly.

"Afraid of me?"

The air suddenly became quiet.

Xu Chumian looked up, her eyes glistening with tears. "No, I... I can do it myself."

Zhao Yu didn't say a word, but handed her the handkerchief.

The atmosphere inside the room was eerie and silent.

Xu Chumian's frustration and silence seemed to separate Zhao Yu from him like a thick wall.

"Why are you so wary of me?"

Xu Chumian shook her head, suppressing the tears welling in her eyes, and looked out the window into the distance, where the moonlight was as clear as water, casting a gentle glow on the ground.

She thought of Xiao Qingyan.

The young man was as pure and bright as the moonlight. Since Xu Chumian's rebirth, it was Xiao Qingyan who dispelled the gloom and unspeakable feelings in her heart, and he led her through the shadows of her past life.

In her past life, she had ulterior motives in getting close to Zhao Yu, but she was wrong from the start. Time will prove the answer, and Zhao Yu will eventually abandon her.

Xu Chumian clenched her fists; she couldn't turn back, nor could she turn back.

She wanted to completely sever ties with Zhao Yu before Xiao Qingyan returned to the capital.

Zhao Yu's eyes never left Xu Chumian's face. Seeing her expression soften, Zhao Yu's face slowly darkened.

Tell me, who are you thinking about right now?

Xu Chumian met Zhao Yu's gaze, and she smiled slightly, but Zhao Yu felt a tightness in his chest.

Thinking of Xiao Qingyan, Xu Chumian became resolute, and she said to Zhao Yu.

"Zhao Yu, I have someone I like."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Zhao Yu suddenly stood up. "You've gone mad from the fever and started talking nonsense."

Xu Chumian looked up at him, her eyes serious.

"Zhao Yu, he treats me very well."

Zhao Yu couldn't believe that Xu Chumian could possibly like someone else.

They dislike him so much that they still have to fabricate a non-existent person to provoke him.

Zhao Yu leaned down and pinched Xu Chumian's chin. "Chumian, I know you. You won't accept someone else so quickly."

Xu Chumian frowned. "Why would I lie to you?"

Zhao Yu didn't want to listen anymore. He took a deep breath and said, "Mu Mu is also at the manor. I'll have her come and keep you company. Think it over carefully and stop talking nonsense."

After saying that, Zhao Yu got up and left.

Xu Chumian frowned, so angry that she was about to throw a pillow at Zhao Yu's back.

A doctor quickly came in and took Xu Chumian's pulse.