This Yan Taizu was famous, and his repeated attempts to assassinate her proved that he did care about this person they called his destined one. But why didn't he see her?
What could be the reason for this?
"What are you thinking about?"
Cen Xi sat on the edge of the bed, racking her brains for a long time without coming up with a solution. Just as she was about to get into bed, Shen Jinchen, who had been cold and indifferent to her for more than ten days, visited her room again.
Why are you here?
Cen Xi raised an eyebrow at him.
"What did you see today? Is he the person you're looking for?"
Instead of answering, Shen Jinchen asked a question.
"You probably already know, so why are you asking me this?"
The person in front of her at Qingshan Academy couldn't possibly be completely without a plan. He probably already knew Xiao Qiliang's identity, but just didn't tell her. Allowing her to contact Xiao Qiliang was probably just a ploy to lure her in.
"..."
Shen Jinchen remained silent for a moment, then said:
"If you don't want me to get involved in your affairs, then naturally I won't interfere."
"Qingqing, do you still doubt my intentions? My feelings for you are genuine. Even if there were things in the past, I sincerely want you to be my wife now. You have always rejected me, so..."
"Alright, no need to explain. Did you come here today just to sleep? Come on, I'm ready."
Cen Xi interrupted him before he could explain further.
Since things have already come to this, being reserved any longer would be pretentious. He's taken her body, but as for her heart, there's no way he'd give it up.
"What are your plans for the future, Qingqing? Are you planning to leave Qingshan Academy?"
Seeing Cen Xi speak like this, Shen Jinchen paused, then changed the subject. He seemed to have really pushed her too hard. If he truly wanted to win her heart, it seemed he needed to change his strategy. However, some things couldn't be rushed; he would have to return to Jinling to marry her. Shen Jinchen had always been arrogant and proud of his talent. Although he was somewhat disappointed, he never believed he would fail.
"Since I'm not a real person, there's no need for me to stay at Qingshan Academy. I'll leave in a few days."
Seeing that he didn't come up, Cen Xi didn't dwell on it and responded to his words indifferently.
“Alright, it’s almost Chinese New Year, and Qingshan Academy will be closed tomorrow. Also, Master Wen will be back soon. I’ll go down the mountain with you then.”
Shen Jinchen gently stroked Cen Xi's cheek and said.
Cen Xi wanted to say, "Who wants to go with you?" but then she thought that talking to this person would be like casting pearls before swine, so she neither nodded nor shook her head.
"Go to sleep, I'm leaving."
Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, Shen Jinchen said something indifferently and walked towards the door. He stood at the door for a moment, but ultimately, the person he cared about didn't stop him, so he had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
Cen Xi knew that Shen Jinchen wanted her to stay, but she didn't love him, so why should she ask? That scoundrel shouldn't even think about it.
The next day, Cen Xi fell into a coma for some unknown reason and also had a persistent high fever.
Fortunately, the maid she brought into Qingshan Academy was a young woman in blue given to her by Zhu Yanniang. At this moment, she was dressed as a pageboy, taking Cen Xi's pulse, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper. According to her judgment, her young lady had contracted the plague.
So she ran out of the courtyard in a panic and headed straight for Shen Jinchen's courtyard. She could tell that only Prime Minister Shen could save Cen Xi now. Although her master didn't like him, what did it matter whether he liked him or not when someone was about to die?
However, as soon as she entered Shen Jinchen's courtyard, she found it in complete chaos, with Shen Jinchen's two guards looking anxious.
Qingyi grabbed Fengqin, who had been treating him fairly politely, and asked:
"What happened in your courtyard?"
"Our young master has had a high fever since early this morning and has been vomiting incessantly. Shangse has already gone to fetch a doctor. Miss Qingyi, what brings you to our courtyard?"
Feng Qin, who was usually playful and cheerful, looked very serious.
"The Prime Minister is the same; it really is a plague. Quick! Go and inform the academy's manager immediately, as I'm afraid many people at Qingshan Academy will be infected with the plague."
Upon hearing this, Qingyi hurriedly grabbed Fengqin and said, her tone still carrying a hint of lingering fear.
"Plague? Who else has these symptoms?"
Hearing Qingyi say this, Fengqin's expression became even more solemn.
“Our young lady, please put this medicine into Chen Xiang’s mouth. It will relieve his symptoms. Please take care of our young lady as well. I will go down the mountain immediately to invite our sect leader. My medical skills are not as good as hers. Perhaps she can help us.”
Qingyi handed a porcelain bottle to Fengqin, then quickly left Qingshan Academy with a flash of light footwork.
"Has the mistress also contracted the plague?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Qin immediately ran to Cen Xi's courtyard to check on the situation.
Upon entering the room, they indeed saw Cen Xi with a flushed face, looking extremely uncomfortable.
Seeing that there was no one to serve her inside, Feng Qin could only carry Cen Xi to Shen Jinchen's courtyard. It would be more convenient to take care of the two patients together. In any case, Cen Xi was dressed as a man, so it shouldn't damage their reputation if the two men lay together.
After a short while, the doctor from Qingshan Academy finally entered Shen Jinchen's courtyard. He took Shen Jinchen's pulse, then took Cen Xi's pulse, and his expression grew increasingly grim.
"It's a plague. How could there be a plague at Qingshan Academy?"
"Doctor, is there a solution?"
Feng Qin already knew it was a plague, and now he wanted to know if he could cure it.
"I don't have any. You all should drink some medicine quickly. I can't help you."
After taking Shen Jinchen's pulse, the doctor carefully washed himself with the water in Shen Jinchen's courtyard, then hurriedly left with his medicine box.
The plague is something everyone tries to avoid, and this doctor doesn't have much skill, so how could he possibly survive?
Seeing the doctor's flustered steps, Fengqin didn't stop him. Since he couldn't cure the illness anyway, there was no point in making things difficult for him.
He looked at the medicine that Cen Xi's maid had given him, and, as a last resort, fed one pill to both Shen Jinchen and Cen Xi.
Hopefully, after that girl goes down the mountain, she can find someone useful to help her.
How did you two masters contract the plague?
But what if they got infected? Fengqin thought it best to take some precautions, so she took a handkerchief and covered her face.
When Shangse rushed back, she saw that there was an extra person on the bed, while Fengqin was covered with a white cloth.
"What are you doing? How did she end up in the young master's bed?"
Shang Se looked annoyed and glared at Feng Qin as she asked.
"The mistress has also contracted the plague. There is only one maid in her courtyard. She went down the mountain to fetch a doctor. People can't be left unattended. I am too far away to help, so I carried her through. Shangse, you are not still dissatisfied with her, are you, boy? Sooner or later, you will be exiled to the frontier by the young master to eat dirt."
Feng Qin rolled her eyes at him and replied lazily.
"You... has the doctor arrived? How is he? Why are you wearing a veil?"
Shang Se was furious and asked in a cold voice. In fact, he already knew that his young master really cared about the person lying next to him. No matter how much he objected, it would be useless. He was just a subordinate and could not influence his master's will.
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