Chapter 82
The woman frowned slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but Wen Shu stopped her, "Mother, things have come to this, please listen to your daughter this time."
After calming Zhou Yun down, Wen Shu left the courtyard.
Most of the servants at the medicine shop were Zhou Yun's people, but there were also some spies planted by the First Madam.
Those people, being the First Madam's confidants, were all incredibly shrewd. The act at the medicine shop had to be convincing to avoid arousing their suspicion.
The herbal medicine was brewed every day, and the doctor who was invited came to the pharmacy twice a day to consult him. His expression became more and more solemn each day. To others, the drama was quite realistic.
The moment she stepped out the door, Wen Shu's heart skipped a beat when she caught sight of a handsome and tall figure under the plum tree in front of the door.
"Cousin...cousin."
She murmured aloud, looking down at him.
Ever since Pei Lingjun snatched the bride that day and heard Wen Shu's 'heartfelt words,' he has become increasingly convinced that the two are in love.
"Why do you look so pale?" Pei Lingjun noticed her pale face and, without regard for others, took her hand. The woman's palm was icy cold, and he couldn't help but frown, warming her hand with his own.
Hanxiang was stunned and kept her distance, not daring to make a sound. She would glance at him from time to time, thinking to herself that Cousin Song was really fast. Their young lady had just broken off the engagement and was already holding hands with him.
How is your aunt's health?
Wen Shu couldn't hide the bitterness between her brows, and her eyes were filled with melancholy. "My mother's health has been deteriorating lately, and the doctor even said we should prepare for her passing..."
Pei Lingjun frowned slightly, "Is it that serious?"
The woman's tears fell instantly, and she choked out, "My mother usually looks healthy, but she has been ill for a long time. This cold came on suddenly, and the illness has spread throughout her body. She is about to pass away."
"Don't worry," Pei Lingjun said, leading her to the carriage and wiping her tears with his own sleeve. Seeing her cry, his heart ached as well. "I know a renowned healer in Jinzhou. I'll write to him and ask him to come over. There might still be a chance for your life, Auntie."
Wen Shu raised her tearful eyes and murmured, "Really?"
Pei Lingjun had never seen her like this before. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and tears were dripping onto the back of his hand, burning his heart. He held Wen Shu in his arms and whispered, "Really?"
In his arms, Wen Shu lowered her eyes, showing no trace of her previous vulnerability and pitifulness, only a fleeting worry in her eyes.
Regardless of whether Pei Lingjun's claim of being a skilled healer in white is true or false, the fact that an outsider is treating her will inevitably expose the deception. Mother cannot wait any longer and must leave Anyang before the doctor arrives.
Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice where Pei Lingjun had taken her.
When they came to their senses, the carriage had already stopped in front of the White Crane Restaurant.
Cui Pei bowed and saw his eldest son and Wen Si Niangzi getting off a carriage one after the other. He immediately understood and thought to himself, "Master Zhu's guess was really accurate."
Their leader actually developed feelings for a girl.
"Why don't you go back to the Wen residence?" Wen Shu looked at the bustling restaurant, the redness in her eyes still lingering, which made Pei Lingjun's heart ache again.
It was windy outside, so Pei Lingjun carefully adjusted her cloak. He noticed her increasingly thin face and said with heartache, "How long has it been since you ate properly? I've booked a meal here. We'll go back after we finish eating."
Hearing such a concerned tone, Wen Shu paused for a moment, then nodded slightly, as if realizing something. "Thank you, cousin..."
The two entered the restaurant side by side, unaware that everything that had just happened had been seen by the people in the inn across the street.
Jiang Xianyi gripped the wine cup tightly, her venomous gaze fixed on the woman's retreating figure.
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