Chapter 188 Burned

Once again, Shen Yuanzhu was awakened by Xie Qi's persistent entanglement.

She opened her eyes and felt that her body and face were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Xie Qi pressed half of his body against hers, his waist was tightly wrapped around hers, and one of his legs was hooked around her. She felt as hot as if she had been thrown into a steamer.

Her eyelids felt heavy, but she had no choice but to force herself to push Xie Qi away.

Only when I reached out and pushed did I realize that the person on top of me had a burning hot chest.

Shen Yuanzhu opened her eyes and found that Xie Qi had a fever.

"Xie Qi..."

She called out several times, but he remained motionless as if he had fainted. Helpless, Shen Yuanzhu could only push the person on top of her with all her might.

But the more she pushed, the tighter Xie Qi clung to her. Frustrated, she had no choice but to bite Xie Qi hard on the shoulder.

“Yuanzhu…”

Xie Qi opened his eyes, which were bloodshot. He wasn't even fully awake; he was just unconsciously holding Shen Yuanzhu tightly.

"Xie Qi, you have a fever."

He had a constant ringing in his ears, and Xie Qi tried to hear her words clearly, but he was never able to.

He couldn't help but pull the person into his arms tightly.

With one exerting force and the other struggling, Xie Qi eventually lost his strength due to the high fever and was kicked deep into the bed by Shen Yuanzhu.

Seeing that the person's eyes and face were red and she was delirious with fever, Shen Yuanzhu had no choice but to go to Luo Shi.

“I went to brew medicine for my son-in-law. He must have fallen into the water yesterday and caught a cold.”

Shen Yuanzhu nodded: "Nanny, where did you take the wound medicine and hemostatic powder from last time?"

Luo found the items and handed them to Shen Yuanzhu.

Shen Yuanzhu carried the porcelain bottle back to the bedside.

Xie Qi was curled up, muttering to himself, with the soft blanket wrapped around his waist, revealing his bare, muscular abdomen and legs.

Those tiny, incisions, caused by something unknown, have begun to turn red.

The night passed, and instead of scabbing over, the condition seemed to be getting worse.

Shen Yuanzhu looked at it and sighed softly.

"Thank you, Qi."

She climbed into bed, opened the porcelain vase, and sighed helplessly.

Xie Qi was muttering something, the syllables broken and indistinct. Shen Yuanzhu looked down at him, puzzled.

But in the end, she frowned and pulled the person away.

Feeling that the person he wanted had returned to his side, Xie Qi relaxed and slowly opened his body.

He revealed the inner garment adorned with the Shenyuan Pearl, which was rolled up in his bosom.

She casually tossed it on the ground, and resignedly helped him apply hemostatic powder and wound medicine to the wound.

“Yuanzhu…”

Xie Qi groggily opened his eyes and saw Shen Yuanzhu bending down, carefully applying medicine to him. He felt relieved, and the buzzing in his ears seemed to slowly fade away.

He reached out, scooped up a strand of her black hair that was scattered by the bedside, and held it firmly in his palm.

Feeling at ease, Xie Qi finally fell asleep again.

Before falling asleep, Shen Yuanzhu heard him murmur.

Xie Qi was telling her not to abandon herself.

"Miss……"

Luo brewed the medicine, placed it outside the canopy bed, and called softly.

"Nanny, bring it in."

Lifting the bed curtains, Luo saw that Xie Qi was already asleep, covered from the waist down with a soft blanket, and his wounds were treated with medicine.

She looked up and saw Shen Yuanzhu sitting on the edge of the bed, her hair loose, her arms wrapped around her knees.

Xie Qi was fast asleep, but he was holding a lock of his young mistress's long hair in his hand.

Luo sighed inwardly.

Her son-in-law was used to being abandoned by others, and now that he only had his young mistress by his side, he was naturally afraid of being abandoned by her again.

It's really pitiful...

While feeling sorry for Xie Qi, Luo also thought that this was not bad. In the future, the young couple would have to listen to her young lady's wishes in their daily life.

With that in mind, Ms. Luo placed the medicine on the bedside table.

"Miss, would you like me to feed the young master?"

Shen Yuanzhu shook her head: "I'll do it."

Xie Qi held onto her hair tightly, and the three of them were crammed together, making the wet nurse suffer unnecessarily.

Seeing that Shen Yuanzhu had taken the bowl, Madam Luo respectfully withdrew.

After finally managing to coax the person, who was in a daze, to wake up and make him drink the medicine, Shen Yuanzhu began to pull out her hair, utterly exhausted.

The medicine contained a calming agent. After Xie Qi drank it, his breathing gradually became steady. Shen Yuanzhu pulled her hair out of his hand.

After a whole night and half a day of turmoil, she escaped Xie Qi's "clutches" and hurriedly went to the bathhouse to wash up.

As soon as she came out, she saw Madam Luo standing outside the door saying, "Miss, Xie Xuchuan has arrived, looking furious, but Wei Hu is stopping him in the courtyard."

What is he doing here?

"They say the son-in-law went to Tiqi Courtyard and set it on fire last night, burning his things."

"What?"

Shen Yuanzhu looked surprised, her eyes wide open.

Madam Luo also shook her head: "In my opinion, Xie Xuchuan is like a weasel paying respects to a chicken; he has no good intentions."

"The son-in-law was so sick yesterday, and you still want to burn his things? What good things could they be?"

"..."

Shen Yuanzhu blinked: "Your heart is really biased."

No matter what, setting fire to someone else's yard in the dead of night is really...

Turning back to glare at the canopy bed, Shen Yuanzhu sighed.

"He just took his medicine and is still asleep. I'll go."

She had Luo Shi style her hair into a simple bun, and then casually took the velvet flower hairpin that Xie Qi had given her earlier and inserted it into her temple. Chen Yuanzhu walked out gracefully.

There was nothing she was afraid to see Xie Xuchuan. What she told Xie Qi yesterday—that she had long since lost any feelings for Xie Xuchuan—was also the truth.

At this moment, she naturally felt there was nothing to hide.

Xie Xuchuan, however, stopped pushing and shoving with Wei Hu when he saw Shen Yuanzhu come out.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he was still wearing mourning clothes and a drape of hemp. There were faint dark circles under his eyes, indicating that he had not slept all night.

Upon seeing her, Xie Xuchuan was about to speak when Xie Qi strode over.

Xie Qi was still shirtless, wearing only a thin silk trousers. He hadn't even put on his shoes properly, just half-stepping on them, as he hurriedly followed.

Although he was asleep, he felt anxious and uneasy, as if he knew in his sleep that Yuanzhu was not by his side.

So Xie Qi was half asleep and not sleeping soundly. When he got up to look for Yuan Zhu, he heard Ling'er say that Xie Xuchuan had come looking for him. At that moment, her young lady was in the courtyard, so Xie Qi hurriedly put on his shoes and followed.

He had a cold face and a sharp glint in his eyes. Even in his illness, his sinister appearance made his frail condition seem less severe.

Xie Qi stared at Xie Xuchuan, but when Shen Yuanzhu turned around, he instantly suppressed his murderous aura.

Shen Yuanzhu looked at him, her brows furrowing slightly: "Aren't you still sick? Why did you come out?"

Xie Qi's voice was hoarse and weak: "I couldn't sleep when you weren't here, so I woke up..."

He took two steps forward, looking frail and weak: "I'll talk to him."

As he spoke, Xie Qi pressed his body against Shen Yuanzhu's back.

This action made Xie Xuchuan's eyes turn red with anger.

He pointed at Xie Qi and gritted his teeth, saying, "Yuanzhu, he went to my courtyard yesterday and burned all the things you used to give me..."