Chapter 71 Eulogy, Last Will and Testament, Marriage Certificate "Suiqing, I am no longer..."



Chapter 71 Eulogy, Last Will and Testament, Marriage Certificate "Suiqing, I am no longer..."

The Jiangnan region enjoys rare days of good weather. The scorching sun shines on the green willows, and cicadas sing. The hot wind, as if alive, blows a rather disturbing vitality into the house.

Jin Suiqing felt hot, kicked off the blanket, and turned over.

Before long, the blanket seemed to have grown legs and climbed back up. Jin Suiqing was so hot and irritable that she swung her long arm and threw the blanket off the bed.

A moment later, the hot wind picked up, and the damned blanket was about to make a comeback. Jin Suiqing was furious and kicked out with a kick that shook heaven and earth, with his eyes closed, towards the culprit behind the blanket.

"It's so hot," Jin Suiqing muttered as she kicked the blanket. "Don't cover me up."

Barefoot, she stomped around haphazardly, making the blankets slap loudly. Jin Suiqing felt a chill on her ankle; something as cold as iron was clamping around it. Her "tool" had been confiscated, and no matter how she kicked, she couldn't break free.

Jin Suiqing opened her eyes wide with a start, "Who!"

Jin Shiyu grabbed her ankle. "I..."

Jin Suiqing: "..."

Jin Shiyu looked displeased. He pinched her ankle, his index finger and thumb forming a ring around her ankle bone, pressing down lightly.

As the pressure increased, Jin Suiqing quickly pretended to be in pain before the real pain could materialize, "Ouch, ouch, ouch...it hurts, it hurts."

Jin Shiyu lowered her eyes, her gaze leaving Jin Suiqing's fair ankles and looking at Jin Suiqing lying on the bed.

As she struggled, the tank top on her body shifted upwards, revealing a section of her waist. He held her ankle, one leg dangling in mid-air, pressing down on the soft flesh of her abdomen, which slowly spilled out from the edge of her shorts.

Jin Shiyu closed his eyes, subtly averted his gaze, turned to sit on the edge of the bed, and with undeniable force, tucked Jin Suiqing's ankles back into the blankets, then covered her stomach again.

Having been ill for a long time, Jin Suiqing's voice was a little hoarse as she said softly, "Can I not cover myself? It's so hot."

"Do you know how many days you were unconscious?" Jin Shiyu bypassed her words and continued to pull the blanket up until it reached her chest.

Jin Suiqing slept soundly, not remembering how many days had passed. She only knew that it was very hot, and fearing that Jin Shiyu would wrap her in a blanket again, she stretched out her two arms, plump and white like lotus roots, and pressed them onto the brocade blanket.

Jin Shiyu stopped, avoiding her soft, warm arms, and whispered, "She was unconscious for three days, and had a fever for two of them."

“Oh,” Jin Suiqing blinked, unconcerned. “When you’re sick, your body is weak, so it’s inevitable that you’ll sleep more.”

Jin Shiyu's expression darkened, and his eyebrows twitched unnaturally.

More?

Is that more?

Jin Shiyu carried the feverish Jin Suiqing onto the Kui Dragon. Jin Suiqing began to cough and couldn't stop it. Jin Shiyu's heart was in his throat, and he immediately flew to Jinling.

Before they had even traveled halfway, Jin Suiqing suddenly began coughing up blood.

Jin Shiyu was terrified and nearly lost his life. When the Kui Dragon landed in Jinling City, Jin Shiyu kicked open the door of the clinic while carrying the person, and woke up the sleeping doctor to treat Jin Suiqing.

The doctor said, "Your sister not only suffered from severe coldness and choking on water, but she also went underwater and surfaced too quickly, which caused her alveoli to rupture, leading to tuberculosis and coughing up blood. Human lungs are made of flesh and blood; how can they withstand such torment?"

After hearing the doctor's words, Jin Shiyu was stunned and panicked. The doctor, who was used to this, said calmly, "There's no use in worrying. Whether she can pull through or not depends entirely on herself."

Jin Suiqing didn't open her eyes, so Jin Shiyu dared not close them either. They watched anxiously for two days until the fever subsided, then watched for another day until the person finally woke up.

He woke up feeling very energetic. After resting for three days, he used all the energy he had regained to kick off the blankets and kick him.

Jin Shiyu's skin was still cold, but his body had warmed up as Jin Suiqing awoke. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, his tension reaching its peak. All the fatigue from the past few days rushed back, and he spoke listlessly, "You all know you're sick, so why don't you just stay put?"

After saying that, he leaned down and got close to Jin Suiqing, listening to her muttering "what, what, what," and pressed his lips to her forehead, rubbed it, and sighed, "It's better now, it's not so hot anymore."

Jin Suiqing awkwardly scratched her cheek.

The person in charge was taking her temperature.

After a long time, Jin Shiyu showed no sign of backing away. His breath brushed against her forehead, tickling and cooling her, making the fine hairs on her skin flutter. She awkwardly pushed Jin Shiyu's shoulder, saying, "Jin Shiyu, you're too close."

Kim Shi-ok scoffed, "Back then, you didn't mind me being so close."

Jin Suiqing tilted her head to look at him, and asked in confusion, "When?"

"When you have a fever."

Jin Suiqing immediately became alert. "Besides this, what else did I do while I was sick?"

Throwing a tantrum? Cursing and biting? Or screaming and refusing to see a doctor? Jin Suiqing poked his shoulder and said, "Tell me quickly, what did I do? Don't give me any random answers and expect me to keep my promise when you wake up, right?"

Jin Shiyu tilted his head, met her gaze, and suddenly burst out laughing, making Jin Suiqing's skin crawl with goosebumps.

This is not normal.

This is so abnormal!

Jin Shiyu's smile was a sure sign of trouble. Jin Suiqing frowned and struggled to get up to confront him, but unexpectedly, he did the opposite, pressing her firmly onto the bed and laughing as they locked arms.

Limited in movement, Jin Suiqing struggled without success, so she could only reach under the man's armpits, wrap her arms around his shoulders, and forcefully pound his back, scratching and clawing, "Jin Shiyu, you're so heavy, get up, I'm still a patient."

"Hmm..." Jin Shiyu not only didn't move, but also sighed inwardly and buried his face in her neck. "Jin Suiqing, I haven't slept for three days."

Jin Suiqing was taken aback, stopped pounding, and said with heartache, "Three days, and you haven't slept at all?"

The head on its neck nodded.

"Alright," Jin Suiqing sighed, "Then you go to sleep, I'll get up and go somewhere else."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jin Shiyu, who seemed to be asleep, clasped his arms together, holding her waist tightly and locking her in his embrace. Jin Suiqing couldn't get away, and when she called him again, he was already asleep.

Jin Suiqing hummed, thinking that the person hadn't slept for three days and was now almost asleep, so waking him up wouldn't be good. He simply let the person lean on him and hug him.

Jin Shiyu's body temperature was a bit low, and the person pressing against her was actually much cooler than the blanket. She pressed her cheek against his in that position and realized that she still seemed to have a low fever, so she simply curled up, found a comfortable spot, used the person on top of her as a blanket, and fell asleep again.

When she woke up again, the sky had completely darkened.

There was no one in the room. Jin Suiqing rubbed her eyes, slowly got out of bed, stretched, and wandered to the window to let in some fresh air.

She peered out the window. The clinic's rooms facing the street were on the second floor. People were coming and going on the street, walking hurriedly. Street vendors were packing up their stalls in a hurry, occasionally saying things like "It's going to rain soon" or "Don't get wet." The noise was chaotic. Jin Suiqing took a sniff and smelled the damp, earthy scent in the air.

It's about to rain.

Jin Suiqing closed the window.

Feeling a bit bored, Jin Suiqing looked around the room. The clinic ward wasn't very big, just a box bed with a curtain and a square table, and that was it.

Nothing unusual.

The square table was piled high with papers, and brushes and ink were haphazardly scattered around the inkstone, making it even messier than her workbench. She thought to herself, it was rare to see someone as clean as Jin Shiyu so slovenly.

Driven by an inexplicable voyeuristic urge, Jin Suiqing moved closer to the table, wanting to see what Jin Shiyu had written.

I thought it was just some kind of scripture or something, but to my surprise, the top layer was a eulogy for my sister.

The beginning was crooked and scraggly, with dozens of words scattered haphazardly on the crumpled paper. Apart from the word "memorial" at the top, Jin Suiqing couldn't understand a single word.

Did people think she was going to die? So they wrote this random nonsense?

Jin Suiqing didn't feel that these things were bad luck, but when she thought about how Jin Shiyu took care of her and even took time to sit at the table and write a eulogy, she couldn't help but feel both sad and amused.

Jin Suiqing clicked her tongue. "Is it really that exaggerated?"

She flipped through the pages again, and the corners of her upturned lips slowly fell back down.

Beneath the eulogy lay the wedding ceremony procedures. Upon closer inspection, it appeared to be a ghost marriage, with both the living and the dead receiving the same ceremony. Jin Suiqing felt a chill run down her neck. Mustering her courage, she continued flipping through the pages and tore the only neatly written sheet of paper to the ground.

Jin Suiqing bent down and picked up the paper from the ground. The paper was written with a firm and resolute tone. She dared not look closely, but quickly scanned it and understood what he had written.

Suicide note.

If she leaves, he will follow.

With a bang, the door opened, startling Jin Suiqing so much that her hand trembled and the suicide note fell to the ground. She hurriedly looked up and saw Jin Shiyu holding a new sheet of paper, his expression calm, standing in front of the door watching her.

"I saw it." Jin Shiyu closed the door, walked to her, picked up the suicide note that had fallen to the ground, and placed it on the table along with the white paper in his hand, pressing the suicide note underneath. Seeing that Jin Suiqing hadn't spoken for a long time, Jin Shiyu frowned and asked worriedly, "Were you frightened?"

Jin Suiqing didn't dare to look at him and unconsciously took half a step back.

"Looks like he's frightened," Kim Shi-ok thought calmly.

Jin Shiyu pondered what to say, but after thinking for a while, he seemed unsure of what to say, so he raised his hand and patted Jin Suiqing's head, just like before.

Jin Suiqing took another half step back and dodged.

Jin Shiyu paused, stopped, and held his hand for a long time before finally lowering it.

It's probably not just that he scared them.

Jin Shiyu chuckled self-deprecatingly, turned around and sat back on the stool, grabbed a blank sheet of paper, and picked up a pen to write.

The room fell silent for a moment, the air thick with tension, the only sound the sticky slurring of ink on paper. Jin Suiqing suddenly shuddered and asked in a trembling voice, "Jin Shiyu, what are you writing?"

Jin Shiyu coldly replied, "Marriage certificate."

Jin Suiqing dared not breathe, and after a long pause, she gasped and stammered, "Who...whose?"

Jin Shiyu wrote intently and seriously, without turning her head, "You and mine."

Jin Suiqing stood there, stunned, her limbs feeling as if they had been filled with molten lead, her mind blank. She asked again, "Whose and whose?"

Jin Shiyu sighed, put down his pen, stared at her intently, and said with a sneer, "Our marriage certificate."

In an instant, the world spun around, and Jin Suiqing almost lost her balance. Jin Shiyu strode forward and supported her. Once Jin Suiqing's dizziness subsided, Jin Shiyu lowered his head and patiently said to her, "Suiqing promised me that she would do anything to save the person."

"Anything...can be done?" Jin Suiqing stared wide-eyed in disbelief, her mind reeling and wishing she could tear that loose tongue off.

How can you do everything?

No, no, it's Kim Si-ok who's going to marry her!

His mind was in turmoil, a torrent of complaints racing through his head like a stampede of alpacas. Jin Suiqing shook his head, suppressing his rants and trying his best to stay clear-headed.

This marriage cannot take place.

Not to mention that she still has a mission to complete. Ye Zhufeng is now the female lead, and the main storyline is not even halfway through; there are still many milestones to overcome. The road to becoming emperor is difficult, requiring soldiers and money, and she cannot stand idly by. There are still many old miners in the mines waiting for her to return and reopen the factory. If she gets married now and is controlled by Huangfu Li, she will never have another chance to leave the capital!

Jin Shiyu tilted her head and said gently, "Are you still dizzy? Go back to bed and rest. I'll finish writing."

Jin Suiqing looked at Jin Shiyu in a daze. How could he be so calm? He proposed to his former sister without even having a mental preparation or any formal process for expressing his feelings. He actually went straight to writing the marriage certificate!

Her mind was a complete mess. She didn't dare look at Kim Shi-ok, her voice hoarse, so flustered that she was blurting out whatever came to mind, "You...you're not my brother?"

After speaking, Jin Shiyu's face suddenly turned cold for a moment, but in the blink of an eye, he regained his composure. He held Jin Suiqing and looked at her earnestly, his amber eyes filled with patience.

“Suiqing, I’m no longer your brother,” Jin Shiyu said with a smile. “You’re the one who said that.”

Looking at Jin Shiyu, Jin Suiqing's eyes widened in shock, and two words flashed before her eyes: It's over.

Her strategy was completely off track.

Author's note: You should know this.

Rainy days carry a certain symbolic meaning in the text...

Work plus daily updates have made sleep a distant memory. [crying emoji]

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