Chapter 51
If you read too many books, you will become difficult to deal with.
He has to study all the time and has no time for romance.
It’s hard for Xue Lang to find him, how can this be possible?
It’s better to tell him not to read it.
Just leave it to him to make amends, he's bound to mess it up.
Nanny Zhang's expression revealed nothing. She said, "It's all right, my two lords, as long as you make your decision."
"It's already been decided. Please ask Aunt Zhang to tell Mother that we will take care of our brothers' affairs ourselves, and she can just have fun and not worry about anything."
Xue Lang's words seemed to have a hidden meaning. Shen Jiao had seen Luo Wendi before, and judging from his appearance alone, he could not be called an old man in any way. Besides, calling him "old man" or "elderly man" seemed more intimate when called in private.
But it was inevitably disrespectful to say this in front of his mother's nanny. She also said that he just wanted to have fun. Who in power would like to hear such words? Even if Luo Wendi really just liked to have fun, he shouldn't say it so bluntly, right?
Or maybe she was overthinking it?
Shen Jiao has been in Huisheng Valley for too long, and her brain has become a little numb. Sometimes she really can't think straight. She doesn't like to make things difficult for herself. If she can't understand this excitement, she would be fine if she changed to something else...
Shen Jiao couldn't understand what Xue Lang was trying to do.
You offend someone and then you apologize right away. Isn't that a thankless task?
Could it be that he likes to torture Xue Shun and sees Xue Shun suffer, so he has nothing better to do and comes to pick trouble, fearing that Xue Shun will live too peacefully?
After all, if he did this, Mr. Song would definitely hate Xue Shun even more.
There are some weirdos like this.
Sometimes she also loves to see people being tortured, broken, and pitiful...
Oh, I miss the Valley Master a little bit. Really, why did you sell her? We could have played together. It’s hard to find a lunatic who can endure like that. He didn’t say a word even when the quilt was bitten to pieces...
Shen Jiao thought about the good memories of the past with great regret.
Xue Shun watched them leave dejectedly, and stood up straight feeling a little embarrassed.
Shen Jiao came back to his senses and looked at him: "Sir, are you okay? Do you want to ask Doctor Sun to come and see you?"
"No need." Xue Shun was not really dizzy, so even if the doctor came, he would not dare to see him.
"The young master doesn't look well." Shen Jiao looked carefully.
"It's just a headache," Xue Shun didn't deny it. He raised his hand and smoothed his eyebrows with his middle and ring fingers. "Tell me, what does my Sixth Brother want to do?"
"I dare not speak rashly, but it seems that... the visitor has bad intentions."
"I see the same thing." Xue Shun was a little nauseous because of his noise and didn't want to stand in the yard any longer. "Go back. Who will keep watch tonight?"
Shen Jiao said, "It's a servant."
"Please make me a bowl of calming soup. It will help me sleep better."
Shen Jiao noticed that his hand was pressing his stomach again.
"Sir, besides a headache, are you feeling any other discomfort?"
Xue Shun sat at the table and glanced at her. He said uncomfortably, "My stomach feels a little uncomfortable. Maybe it's the wind. It will be fine in a while. You can go now."
He screams like crazy when no one cares, but he is too embarrassed to say anything when someone really asks him.
Shen Jiao didn't want to try to figure out his complicated thoughts, so she just squatted in front of him and pressed lightly, "Does it hurt here?"
Xue Shun: ...
Xue Shun remembered the last time she was massaging him, when she almost hugged him. A surge of blood rushed to his head and his face turned red.
"No, it doesn't hurt." Xue Shun said with his lips pursed, his face burning hot, afraid that someone would see something.
Shen Jiao changed her position: "Here?"
"fine."
"What about here?" Shen Jiao pressed on his stomach.
"Hey, don't..." Xue Shun showed a painful expression, grabbed her hand, and quickly let go and pushed it aside, pressing his stomach weakly, "Don't be so hard, I'm fine, you go."
Just like that, he broke out in a cold sweat, his breathing became a little disordered, and his red face turned pale.
Shen Jiao didn't press too hard, just a small depression. When she lowered her hand, she only felt something very hard under her fingers, curled up there, not as easy to press as a tautly muscular stomach.
After a busy period, they still couldn't figure out the cause of the problem. They just confirmed that Xue Shun had problems with his stomach and intestines.
When she came back with the calming soup, Xue Shun was already in bed with his eyes closed. There was a copper basin on his feet with some smelly vomit in it, and bloodstains could be seen.
"Young Master?" Shen Jiao thought he was fainted and hurried forward to check.
"Don't scream, I'm fine." Xue Shun opened his eyes and pointed to the basin on the ground. "Go and pour it out for me. Don't let anyone see us."
Jin Yu and Qiong Zhi were not there, probably because he had sent them away.
Shen Jiao cleaned the basin and came back still in the same position, curled up with the quilt, head resting in his arms, having finished drinking the calming soup.
"Put the basin on the footstool and go back to your room to sleep," Xue Shun said before Shen Jiao could speak. "I'm not feeling well. I'm sure I'll vomit again during the night. Don't stay here. It's disgusting."
If this had happened a few days ago, Shen Jiao would have left without looking back, leaving Xue Shun with the vomited chyme.
Unless he starts vomiting blood again, Shen Jiao won't pay any attention to him.
But things are different now, Xue Shun has become more valuable.
"Sir, please stop talking. Can I rub it for you? Maybe it will feel better."
Shen Jiao sat on the bed and asked softly along his back.
It was hard for Xue Shun not to be moved.
Barely controlling himself, he said stubbornly again, "No need. Just let me be. Everything will be fine once I fall asleep."
"That's not okay, that's because he's comatose and can't feel anything," Shen Jiao coaxed patiently, "Master, you can't do this. If I really leave, I won't be able to come over in time if something happens. Can you ask me to try?"
Xue Shun: ...
He turned over hesitantly, his back facing Shen Jiao: "Be gentle, don't press me randomly, and... give me another candy."
Xue Shun's candy was the thing he disliked the most. Firstly, he didn't like sweet things, and secondly, the candy was used to cleanse the mouth. It smelled good to others, but the taste made some people avoid it.
So he always gave the food to the maid without eating much.
Everyone has their own preferences. Shen Jiao thought that if he didn't like it, he should try something else. Chicken tongue fragrance, nectar drink and so on were also good choices, but he never wanted anything exceptional, so he could only bear it.
She picked one up and handed it to Xue Shun's mouth, her fingers almost touching his lips.
Xue Shun was a little dazed.
"Young Master?"
Xue Shun opened his mouth in confusion, but before he could taste anything, Shen Jiao reached in, pushed aside his clothes, and put her hand on his cold belly.
The person was also very close, and the aroma of the medicine was like the claws of a cuttlefish, tightly wrapping him up, making it airtight and making it difficult for him to breathe.
It's so annoying.
"Will this be better?"
"Um."
He must be crazy, he actually thinks candy is sweet and delicious...
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