Chapter 112
Wen Shu was taken aback. Did he really think that far ahead?
Although the boy was tall, he was not particularly strong. If he were to go to a harsh and cold place like the northern desert, how could he possibly endure it?
“That’s a good idea.” Pei Lingjun walked around from behind her, having overheard quite a bit. He scoffed at her words. “Those civil officials only know how to talk big, but they are quite adept at making false accusations. The court is now dominated by the Cai family. It’s not easy to get past them. Being immersed in officialdom for too long is not good for one’s character.”
Wenji slowly looked up at him. "How did you know?"
Pei Lingjun chuckled, a hint of sarcasm playing on his lips. "I've already witnessed the Cai family's methods."
Winter is almost here, the weather is getting colder and colder, the sun disappears into the clouds early in the morning, and the sky darkens.
Wen Shu knocked on Pei Lingjun's door, holding a bowl of pear soup. She heard suppressed coughing and wheezing through the door and was startled.
When did he become so sick?
Wasn't everything fine during the day?
"Come in."
The young man's hoarse voice carried the chill of late autumn. Wen Shu pushed open the door and placed the pear soup on the table. "I made pear soup. You can drink it first. There's still medicine simmering in the medicine stove. Just drink it before you go to bed."
She didn't dare to linger any longer and tried to leave as soon as she finished speaking, afraid that he would stop her again like before.
The young man's faint response was barely audible. The gauze curtains were drawn, and she couldn't see inside. She could only occasionally hear his suppressed coughs, which sounded sickly.
Wen Shuman asked in a gentle voice, "What's wrong with you? I've already asked Cui Pei to clean up that other room so you two can live together. This room is drafty and gets terribly cold at night..."
Her toes stopped in front of the bed, but the man didn't speak.
Wen Shuxin was startled and pulled back the curtain. She saw Pei Lingjun curled up on the bed with a quilt in his arms. His face was deathly pale and his lips were pale and almost bloodless!
She wanted to call out to him, but the name Pei Lingjun lingered on her tongue before she blurted out, "Brother Lingjun!"
When I touched his skin, it was horribly hot.
Wen Shu quickly called Cui Pei over and helped Pei Lingjun to the large side room, then ordered him to fetch water to wet the cloth.
Cui Pei was extremely anxious.
Having followed Pei Lingjun for so many years, he had seen countless knife and arrow wounds. For ordinary minor injuries, a simple bandage would make him as lively as ever.
A serious injury should heal almost completely in ten days to two weeks.
Given Xiaolongwei's physique, it's a bit of a stretch to say he fell ill just from being exposed to cold winds for a few days.
He brought in a basin of cold water and saw that the girl in front of the bed had taken off her boss's shirt, exposing his pale body, with obvious muscle marks and old scars faintly visible.
"cough..."
Cui Pei coughed lightly, wondering if he should go out first, since their boss probably only wanted to treat Wen Si Niangzi like this.
"Wet the handkerchief and wipe him down first." Wen Shu stood up and gave up her seat. She had just carefully examined Pei Lingjun and found that he had no external injuries, so it was not caused by an infected wound. His pulse also did not reveal any significant signs. He must have caught a cold.
Before Cui Pei could protest or reply, Wen Shu pressed him on, saying, "I'll go brew the medicine first. You stay here and watch over him, and wipe his body several times."
After saying that, he turned and left.
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