Perhaps it was because the wind was too strong today, Shen Ning felt unwell after returning home. She felt dizzy and wanted to lie down on the bed to rest for a while, but soon she started to feel cold.
Liu Ying noticed something was wrong with her and touched her to find that she had a fever.
Thinking about what had just happened, Liu Ying sighed inwardly. The young lady's heartless words must have been hard for her to bear; otherwise, how could she have caught a cold out of nowhere?
"Go quickly and fetch Doctor Chen."
Mo Lin went to fetch someone back, and Doctor Chen took her pulse and said, "Miss has insufficient heart strength and deficiency of qi and blood, and is suffering from external heat and wind-cold. Taking medicine will make her better, but Miss's body is too weak and she still needs to rest. The weather is getting colder and colder recently, so don't let her be exposed to too much snow and wind."
Liu Ying nodded repeatedly: "I understand, I will definitely take good care of her, thank you doctor."
Shen Ning was in a daze, only knowing that Liu Ying wiped her face and hands, then gave her some hard-to-swallow medicine, and then she fell into a deep sleep.
She didn't dream, but her sleep was restless. She didn't know how much time had passed before she slowly woke up, her mind not very clear, but she was very thirsty.
"Water, fireflies, pour me a glass of water... fireflies..."
When Shen Ning is sick, Liu Ying and the others usually arrange for someone to stay outside on the bed, keeping a close watch on Shen Ning's movements, so that they can come in as soon as she calls.
She noticed someone moving, and soon she was helped up with a cup of warm water in front of her mouth.
She quickly took two sips to relieve the discomfort in her throat, and slowly came to her senses. Then she realized that the hands holding the cup in front of her were not right.
The hand is large, with long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles; it is a man's hand. The black fabric at the wrist is brocade with jacquard weave.
There's a man in her room, and he's embracing her right now!
Shen Ning was so frightened that her body stiffened, but the other person simply took the cup away and put her back on the bed.
Shen Ning finally saw his face clearly, and her guard dropped, but she was still quite frightened. She jumped out of bed and asked, "What are you doing here, Young Master Qin?"
This person was Qin Zhuo, dressed as a martial artist in a brocade robe with bound sleeves, appearing in her boudoir in the middle of the night.
Qin Zhuo: "Just passing by."
Did I just pass by her room?
He truly is a devil incarnate, acting without restraint.
Qin Zhuo stared at her expression, then flicked her forehead with his finger: "Are you cursing me in your heart?"
Shen Ning retorted, "I didn't."
Qin Zhuo: "I can read minds."
Shen Ning: "?"
Qin Zhuo chuckled and leaned against the bedpost: "The one who went to argue with someone was quite imposing, how come he collapsed as soon as he came back? So fragile."
Shen Ning: "You seem to know everything."
She rubbed her throbbing temples: "Is there something you need from me? Could you please step aside for a moment while I get up and tidy myself up?"
Her disheveled appearance and disheveled hair while meeting another man in her own bed was a direct challenge to her sense of shame.
Qin Zhuo seemed to only then notice her clothing. Although she had pulled the blanket over herself, her clothes were slightly open, revealing the edge of her white undergarment. Her neck was fair, and her collarbone was clearly visible.
A few stray strands of hair fell across her snow-white skin, trailing downwards towards the alluring cleavage.
Qin Zhuo felt a burning sensation from the gaze and awkwardly looked away: "I already said I was just passing by, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he strode toward the gatekeeper and disappeared like a gust of wind in front of the gate.
Shen Ning's first thought was: Why didn't her father let her learn martial arts when she was young? She also wanted this kind of skill that could appear and disappear without a trace.
Liu Ying rushed in from outside, her face still showing signs of shock: "Miss, are you alright? Did he do anything to you?"
"That must be Young Master Qin. What brings him here to see Miss?"
Shen Ning: "Were you outside the whole time?"
Liu Ying pointed to the door, then to herself, her eyes filled with shock: "He suddenly knocked on the door. I thought it was someone else who had something to say, but when I opened the door, I couldn't move. But as soon as he left, I could move again."
It was as if I had seen a ghost.
Shen Ning also felt like she was seeing a ghost. What was Qin Zhuo doing here in the middle of the night, and even helping her up to drink water? This behavior was just too ambiguous.
Although he didn't do anything excessive, and he even saved her life, this still doesn't feel right.
As Shen Ning lay down on the bed, she suddenly sprang up.
No, Qin Zhuo wouldn't have come to see her for no reason.
She quickly tossed and turned in bed, but nothing seemed amiss. She paused for a moment, then remembered something, and quickly put on her shoes and got out of bed to search through the box.
The boxes containing the ornaments were all similar, and Shen Ning opened them one by one, but couldn't find the box containing the token.
Qin Zhuo took it?
Shen Ning vaguely remembered where she placed it, but even Liu Ying and the others didn't know when she placed it. How did Qin Zhuo find it so accurately?
It's terrifying to think about.
At this moment, she couldn't care less about any ambiguity; she was just glad that Qin Zhuo had taken the things away.
There were footsteps outside. It was Liu Ying who had called Mo Lin to bring people to keep watch. Shen Ning thought that Qin Zhuo would definitely not come again, and Qin Zhuo would not hurt her, but it would be good to keep watch.
I lay back down on the bed, and although I shouldn't have been able to sleep, I ended up putting an end to a worry on my mind and fell asleep quickly.
Meanwhile, Qin Zhuo's figure appeared on the Moon Gazing Tower by the river in the city.
Wangyuelou is the number one restaurant in the capital. It wasn't originally called that. Many years ago, a scholar got drunk here, climbed to a high place, and wrote a poem about gazing at the moon and missing his hometown. Not long after, the scholar became the top scholar in the imperial examination and made a name for himself.
The restaurant owner immediately seized this opportunity and renamed the restaurant. Because of this widely circulated story, students who came to the capital to take the imperial examinations would come to drink, admire the moon, climb mountains, experience the feelings of that top scholar, and also hope to get the good luck of becoming the top scholar.
Downstairs, countless diners gathered, and a group of literati and scholars, after a few ounces of baijiu, spoke freely and indulged in unrestrained behavior.
Qin Zhuo carried a pot of wine to the window, leaned against it, and looked carefree and unrestrained.
Downstairs, the lights were bright and the atmosphere was lively and noisy. Behind him, there was also a patch of lights, and a table was filled with fine wine and delicacies. The table was full of guests, but they all sat upright and dared not move, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the man leaning against the window, wondering what his intentions were.
They had all had conflicts with Qin Zhuo five years ago, had fought with him, and had been severely beaten by him. Thinking back to the time when they were beaten, they still felt a dull ache in their bones.
What did Qin Zhuo mean by inviting them to dinner?
Can we make up and let bygones be bygones?
What a joke! There's absolutely no way they could get along with Qin Zhuo, not even if you threatened them to come and eat this meal.
The next moment, Qin Zhuo, who had been in a relaxed posture, suddenly stood up straight, then raised his hand and waved it, seemingly throwing the wine pot in his hand away.
"ah!"
"Thump..."
"Someone has fallen into the water! Help!"
The underground area instantly descended into chaos, with even greater noise.
The group at the table: "......"
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