Looking at Bian Yanzhi's expression, Zhuzhu didn't know what to say for a moment.
Bian Yanzhi took her hand and whispered, "Zhuzhu, I want to see Qingying. I hope Cousin Yun can remember me..."
Zhuzhu looked at her and nodded vigorously: "Miss, don't worry, Zhuzhu will help you invite her over tomorrow."
"Mm." Bian Yanzhi nodded with a light laugh. "Get some rest. I'm tired too."
"Okay." Zhuzhu nodded, helped her to the bedside, waited for her to lie down, tucked her in, and then left.
As soon as Zhuzhu left, Bian Yanzhi's tears flowed down her cheeks. She took out her handkerchief and looked at it, where a bright red flower was blooming.
She sniffed and lowered her voice even further, afraid that Zhuzhu would worry if she heard her crying.
She knew her body better than anyone; she only had six months left at most. But she greedily hoped that Sang Yun would remember her, even if it was out of guilt…
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then started coughing violently again. When she opened the handkerchief again, it was still covered in bright red blood.
She pursed her lips, gave a sorrowful smile, and slowly lay down.
She can't die yet, at least not now...
She hadn't yet made her cousin Yun remember her completely.
...
Early the next morning.
When Zhuzhu went to find Qingying, she heard Sangyan tell her that Qingying had already gone to the Fourteenth Prince's Mansion with Sangyun. Zhuzhu's expression immediately turned sour.
She looked at Sang Yan and forced a smile: "In that case, I would like to trouble you, Second Miss, to convey to Miss Qingying when she returns that my young lady wishes to see her."
Sang Yan knew what she was thinking, and she smiled and nodded to Zhuzhu: "Don't worry, Miss Zhuzhu, I will definitely tell Qingying as soon as she returns."
Zhuzhu was slightly taken aback when she heard Sangyan address Qingying. Normally, one should call Qingying "Miss," but Sangyan had just called her Qingying, which made the use of "Miss" sound more intimate.
However, she didn't show it on her face. She smiled and nodded, "Thank you, Second Miss. This servant will now return."
"Mm." Sang Yan nodded with a smile.
As soon as Zhuzhu left, Xiuxiu couldn't help but peek outside to make sure she wasn't there before pouting and saying with dissatisfaction, "Miss, this young lady is too impatient. Every time the young master brings a woman back, she has to meet her."
Sang Yan glanced at her and sighed, "Cousin is just a little anxious. Come to think of it, cousin's current situation is quite difficult, and her health is not good. Well then, Xiuxiu, go and take the ginseng that Fourth Sister gave me to cousin last time."
Xiuxiu turned her head back, looked at Sangyan, and nodded: "Yes, this servant will go in a moment."
She understood Bian Yanzhi's heart all too well; it was just that being born into such a wealthy family was something she had to endure. If she couldn't even endure this, then she wouldn't last long.
"Hmm." Sang Yan nodded, then added, "Let's find another doctor to give her a proper check-up."
It's easy to tell from Zhuzhu's anxious tone that Bian Yanzhi is in a bad situation, otherwise she wouldn't be so eager to see Qingying right now.
However, it's true that my second brother has been bringing women home lately, like Yang Liu, then Yang Mu'an, and now Qingying. It's not unreasonable for Bian Yanzhi to be worried.
We'll have to wait for the doctor's diagnosis to find out the truth...
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