Chapter 2 Chapter 2 "Gu Yushi, let's get divorced!"...
==Chapter 2==
It rained continuously last night, and the sound of raindrops could be heard outside all night long. Feng Wenyu couldn't sleep well at night.
When she turned over at night, she seemed to touch a touch of warmth, but the warmth disappeared too quickly, as if it was just an illusion. Her eyelids trembled again and again, but in the end she was unable to open them.
The daylight gradually became brighter, and the faint warm sunlight finally filtered through the window.
When Gu Yushi got up from the bed, he glanced inside. The woman still had her back to him, her head against the inner wall. He had not restrained his movements when he was dressing. She was a light sleeper, and logically, she should have woken up after hearing the noise, but he could only see her indifferent back. There was a crack in the window to let the room ventilate, and the breeze also stopped for a moment at this time.
The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and there seemed to be an uneasy atmosphere in the air.
Jinshu and Shuyao couldn't help but look at each other, their hearts tense.
Gu Yushi lowered his head expressionlessly as he buckled his belt. Without asking for help or stopping, he turned around and left, going in the opposite direction of the woman.
Only the master and his servant were left in the room.
Jinshu sighed silently, and Shuyao also looked helpless and bitter.
The master's pressure grew heavier, and they dared not speak in front of him at all, while the lady also gradually became silent in front of the master. The two of them seemed to be just strangers living in the same room.
It's terrifying to watch.
Jinshu looked at the lady and saw that she still didn't say anything. After hesitating for a moment, she and Shuyao retreated together.
As the day grew brighter, the warm sunlight shone through the window onto the woman's fair face. Her dark brows were still furrowed as she slept, as if even her dreams were restless. Wrinkles appeared on her lips, revealing an inexplicable haggardness. For a long time, the person on the bed trembled her eyelids, and a series of suppressed coughs were heard in the room.
The door was suddenly pushed open, and Jinshu rushed in. When he saw the situation inside, he was shocked:
"lady?!"
Feng Wenyu leaned over the bedside, coughing twice. Her cheeks flushed red, but her lips were unusually pale. She heard Jinshu's voice and raised her head with difficulty:
"……water."
Her voice was hoarse and her throat was sore. After sending out a short byte, she fell silent.
Jinshu was frightened by her condition and quickly poured a cup of warm water. He supported his wife and fed her the water while anxiously saying, "Shuyao, quickly send someone out of the house to get a doctor!"
Shuyao had just stepped into the room and ran out without delay.
The warm water moistened her throat. Feng Wenyu wanted to say that she was fine, but she really had no strength and had to rely on others to drink water. She caught a glimpse of her face in the bronze mirror. There was a little cold sweat on her forehead, her hair was messy, and her lips were dry as if they had not been wet for three days. She silently swallowed the words in her throat. She looked really untrustworthy.
She half leaned in Jinshu's arms, her breath was hot. In just a moment, she felt a little sweat all over her body and her consciousness was a little blurred.
Sensing the heat coming from the lady's body, Jinshu was so annoyed that tears were about to fall. When the master left this morning, the lady was obviously not feeling well, but she thought the lady was angry with the master, so she refused to turn around and pay attention to the master, completely ignoring the possibility that the lady was sick.
If she had been more careful, she wouldn't have let her wife be sick alone for so long.
A high fever that doesn't subside could be fatal. What if the lady doesn't wake up on her own...
Jinshu didn't even dare to think about the consequences. She carefully wet the lady's lips and regretfully asked for punishment: "It's all because of my carelessness. I didn't even notice that the lady was sick. I deserve to die."
Feng Wenyu had her eyes closed in discomfort, and could barely hear Jinshu's voice. She spoke with difficulty:
"It's not...your fault."
She guessed that this was caused by the cold wind blowing by the window for too long yesterday.
The reason why she lost her composure...
Feng Wenyu closed his eyes, his features filled with fatigue.
The doctor came quickly and frowned as he took Feng Wenyu's pulse. When Jinshu couldn't help asking questions, the doctor finally spoke:
"Madam, the cold wind has entered your body, and it has accumulated stagnation in your heart, which has led to the entry of dampness. You should dispel the dampness and cold, warm and replenish the Yang Qi, and soothe the liver and relieve depression, soothe the liver and regulate Qi, so that the meridians can be unblocked."
As soon as the words fell, the room suddenly became quiet.
Feng Wenyu looked as if she was dazed, or perhaps she was too sick to be conscious. After a moment, she reluctantly raised her eyes, her face pale but not at all rude, and squeezed out a voice from her throat: "Excuse me, doctor."
The doctor left a prescription and Shuyao took the silver and sent the doctor out.
As soon as the doctor left, Feng Wenyu collapsed on the bed, exhausted. Jinshu wiped away a tear. It had rained yesterday, and there was a cold wind howling. Madam had blown the cold wind. Jinshu had actually guessed something, but it was still a knot in her heart...
There is only one reason that can make the lady feel depressed.
Jinshu felt very upset. She really couldn't understand why the master and the mistress had become like this?
She wanted to ask, but when she looked up and saw the lady's expression, the words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say anything. How could she possibly hurt the lady's heart?
Madam has clearly tried her best.
The lady has tried her best to get closer to the master, but the master keeps her at a distance. Does he really want the lady to give up all her dignity?
Feng Wenyu's whole body was a little stiff. Jinshu looked at her with a sour and distressed look that made her dare not look directly at him.
She didn't want to face such a look.
Jinshu wiped her tears and said with a choked voice, "I will send someone to invite the master."
Feng Wenyu struggled to stop Jinshu. She lowered her eyes and said in a difficult voice:
“…Don’t go.”
Gu Yushi is currently in the Dali Temple, an important place for the court. He has now taken over a major case of the court and is extremely busy. There is no need to disturb Gu Yushi with her little matter.
She didn't want to be embarrassed again.
When she first realized that her relationship with Gu Yushi was growing cold, she was annoyed and refused to talk to Gu Yushi. But as time went on, she found that Gu Yushi really wanted to distance himself from her, and Feng Wenyu was confused for a while.
In the relationship between her and Gu Yushi, Gu Yushi has always been the initiator.
She was used to his care, could feel his sincerity, and was generous in treating him with sincerity. Therefore, when she noticed Gu Yushi's indifference, she was inevitably puzzled.
After being puzzled, she tried to find Gu Yushi to ask for clarification.
But the results were not ideal.
The cold war during that period seemed to have plunged the relationship between the two into the abyss.
Jinshu couldn't help but: "But——"
"Brocade book."
Jinshu subconsciously looked up and saw her wife lying on the bed, breathing with difficulty, her mouth dry and wrinkled. She was clearly extremely ill, but she was trying her best to stay awake, just to stop her: "I'm so tired, Jinshu, I'm so tired..."
She seemed to be talking to Jinshu, but also seemed to be talking to herself, and her voice gradually became unclear.
Jinshu was stunned, and an indescribable sourness rose in the tip of her nose, making her feel very uncomfortable. She suddenly realized that she seemed to find no trace of the girl who was as bright as the sun in her wife.
The wooden door was closed, and Feng Wenyu was the only one left in the room. She looked at the ceiling of the bed for a long time, then blinked her dry eyes, and her head felt heavier.
Outside the door.
Shuyao was still holding the empty medicine bowl. She looked at Jinshu in distress and lowered her voice: "Are we really not going to send someone to tell the master?"
Jinshu wiped his face:
"Send someone to guard the door, and as soon as the master returns home, send someone to invite him in immediately."
The lady didn't want them to go to the Dali Temple to ask for help, so she had no choice but to use this stupid method.
As the day went on, Shuyao couldn't help but run to the gate of the mansion several times. The people guarding the gate changed several times, but the person they were waiting for had not returned yet.
Seeing the afterglow of the setting sun disappearing into the horizon, Shuyao became a little anxious: "Why hasn't the master returned home yet?"
Jinshu couldn't give her an answer.
Gu Yushi returned home in the dark, and Mu Fan was still holding a few unfinished files. When they crossed the threshold, they woke up the servant guarding the door. The servant shuddered and his sleepiness faded away. When he saw the master, he spoke hurriedly:
"Master, you are finally back. Madam has been ill for a day!"
Gu Yushi suddenly stopped where he was.
Mu Fan, holding the file, also stopped and did not dare to make a sound.
After a moment, Gu Yushi moved and walked towards the main courtyard. His eyes and brows were cold as he passed by Jinshu and others who were suddenly happy. Jinshu and the others felt a pang in their hearts and felt a little uneasy.
Feng Wenyu was awakened by the sound of footsteps. She frowned and opened her eyes with difficulty. Before she could see who was coming, she heard a voice from above:
"I thought you wouldn't use this method a second time."
The room suddenly became silent.
Jinshu and Shuyao looked terrified.
Feng Wenyu's mind went blank for a moment before he realized what Gu Yushi was talking about.
When she thought their relationship could still be restored, when she wanted to find Gu Yushi to ask for clarification, she pretended to be sick and sent someone to ask Gu Yushi. At that time, Gu Yushi did come as she wished, but Gu Yushi only saw her once and his face turned cold:
"Feng Wenyu, when did you learn how to feign illness?"
The extremely cold voice was filled with sarcasm.
She was so embarrassed that her face turned red, and they couldn't continue the conversation, so they ended up parting on bad terms.
Gu Yushi's expression that day was like a needle, piercing deep into Feng Wenyu's heart and making her feel embarrassed.
And now, the embarrassment of that day seems to come back to me again.
She had learned from her previous experience, so he was certain that she was faking illness this time as well.
Suddenly, a piercing pain came from her heart, and her body, which was already cold, suddenly became weak. Feng Wenyu didn't even have the strength to hold the quilt. Her rare show of weakness might be seen as a despicable tactic in his eyes. Her lips turned pale, but her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Feng Wenyujin's fingers were trembling under the quilt. She closed her eyes, as if gathering the strength to speak:
"Gu Yushi..."
Her whole body was shaking, and the cough that she had been suppressing for a long time burst out with the roar. She suddenly fell uncontrollably on the head of the bed, the veins on her neck and forehead bulging, and her fingers gripping the quilt were bluish-white.
At this moment, everyone realized that her figure exposed outside the quilt was so thin, as if she was a thin piece of paper, and the thick quilt was about to crush her.
The man in front of the bed subconsciously took a step forward.
He wanted to hold her, but she pushed him away in resistance, and his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.
After a long time, Feng Wenyu raised her head with difficulty, the water in her eyes quickly falling, but she didn't care. She just stared at Gu Yu with a look of determination in her eyes. Perhaps it was the emotion that had been accumulated for a long time that finally burst out, or perhaps the words that had been buried in her heart for a long time could not help but blurt out today:
"…Let's get a divorce."
She said: "Gu Yushi, let's get divorced!"
She's had enough!
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
Jinshu, Mufan and the others all changed their expressions and were so frightened that their breathing stopped for a moment.
Gu Yushi looked at Feng Wenyu, and his voice gradually became colder:
"You are sick. I will pretend I didn't hear what you said today."
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