Chapter 7: He is really both a man and a woman
Xie Yingmian asked, "Don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
"If you don't treat it, you'll die. If you treat it, there might still be hope. At any rate, it won't get any worse than it is now."
Fu Mo was silent.
He really wanted to try his luck.
Xie Yingmian looked up at the sky.
It was already bright, with a hazy glow in the distance and the sun rising.
It's a nice sunny day.
"Today at noon, when the sun is at its brightest, bring him to the yard."
Xie Yingmian put away the dishes and chopsticks, then stood up and straightened her clothes: "Remember, it's midday when the sun is at its brightest."
Fu Mo: "What would happen if there was no sun?"
Xie Yingmian: "Then come back at midnight."
"The premise is that he can hold on until midnight. It all depends on how lucky he is."
Fu Mo frowned tightly.
He also wanted to ask why treatment had to be done at noon or midnight.
Suddenly, bursts of heart-wrenching cries came from afar.
"Cousin, I'm late."
"It's all my fault for being seriously ill. After I recovered, I rushed to see you, but even though I rushed, I was still a step too late."
"Cousin, open your eyes and look at me again."
"Please, look at me again, wuwuwu."
A woman was crying, and the others followed suit.
A woman cried and wailed, "My Lord, why did you die at such a young age?"
"If you are still alive, please open your eyes and look at the young lady again."
"The young lady is here to see you."
The cries came one after another.
Fu Mo's face turned pale in an instant.
Endless sorrow emerged from that expressionless face.
He knelt straight down and kowtowed in the direction of Yu Lingye, tears streaming down his face silently.
Xie Yingmian looked at Fu Mo dimly: "Your master is not dead yet, it's too early to cry now."
Fu Mo suddenly raised his head.
Last night, the imperial physician concluded that the prince would not survive until dawn.
It was already dawn by this time, and the prince should have passed away.
However, after hearing what Xie Yingmian said, he felt relieved.
"Is the prince really not dead?"
Although Xie Yingmian didn't know what those people in front were doing.
But she knew clearly that the person who was rescued by the 9981 revitalizing needles would not die for a while.
"He still owes me 25,000 taels for medical consultation. He can't die."
"Oh, by the way, your companion's medical fee was three thousand taels, and yours was paid with that bowl of noodles."
"Three thousand taels?" Fu Mo was shocked.
"Isn't his life worth three thousand taels?" Xie Yingmian asked.
Fu Mo: ...
He was very clear about the money his friend had.
The total amount between the two of them was three thousand taels, of which two thousand nine hundred and ninety taels were his.
Xie Yingmian said, "It's okay if the money is not enough. This is also considered a work injury. I will put it on Prince Ling's account."
"Let's go and see who is crying."
The door to the bridal chamber was open.
As Xie Yingmian approached, a woman crying bitterly rushed out.
The woman pointed at Xie Yingmian with a sad expression: "It's you, it's you."
"It was you who killed my cousin."
"My cousin is in good health, he's just in a coma. He will wake up one day."
"But on the night you married your cousin, his condition worsened and he passed away. You're such an unlucky person! You're the one who brought your cousin to his death."
"You killed my cousin!"
Xie Yingmian looked at the woman in front of her.
The woman had delicate makeup and luxurious clothes, and it was obvious that she had dressed up carefully.
Her face is somewhat similar to that of a concubine, but lacks some of her elegance and grace, and has more youth and brightness.
Judging from her appearance alone, she is a beauty.
Unfortunately, there was too much calculation and snobbery in his eyes, which added a bit of vulgarity.
"Who is she?" Xie Yingmian asked Fu Mo.
Fu Mo: "Fang Yilin, the niece of the Concubine Dowager, is also... the princess chosen by the Concubine Dowager for the prince."
Xie Yingmian understood.
People in ancient times loved to practice intimacy, and many deformed children were born.
"Since she has been chosen, why did you change it to me?"
Fu Mo had a complicated expression.
The prince was still unconscious and the doctors at the Imperial Hospital were helpless.
The concubine was desperate and tried every possible means to get married.
The candidate for the wedding was originally chosen to be Fang Yilin.
Fang Yilin, who had been living in the palace, "accidentally" fell seriously ill and went home to recuperate.
Fang Yilin's illness has not healed.
The prince's condition worsened, and the concubine could not wait any longer, so she had to choose someone else.
After listening to Fu Mo's introduction, Xie Yingmian understood.
This woman named Fang Yilin wanted to marry Yu Lingye while he was still healthy.
When Yu Lingye's life and death were uncertain, she didn't want to marry Yu Lingye and become a widow, so she used a serious illness as an excuse to hide back home.
Wait until Yu Lingye dies, then come out and cry hypocritically.
He really is both responsible and insolent.
Fang Yilin saw that Xie Yingmian ignored her and was talking in a low voice with Fu Mo.
Fu Mo, who was beside Prince Ling, was always taciturn and cold to everyone.
She had lived in the palace for several years, but Fu Mo had never looked at her directly, let alone chatted with her.
Fu Mo ignored her but treated the village girl with respect.
Fang Yilin was extremely jealous.
She raised her voice: "How can there be such a shameless person in this world."
"My cousin's body is still warm, and as a princess, instead of keeping vigil for him, you're trying to seduce his guards."
Fu Mo's face was cold and he wanted to explain.
Xie Yingmian stopped him: "You go into the house and guard the prince, I will handle this myself."
Xie Yingmian's eyes were filled with coldness.
Fang Yilin was both a person in charge and an independent person, and she didn't want to care about it, nor could she.
But Fang Yilin shouldn't point the finger at her.
Right from the start, they labeled her their nemesis and spread obscene rumors about her.
In this era where reputation is more important than life, just these few words can drive someone to death!
"Where are those barking stray dogs coming from?" Xie Yingmian asked. "It's so early in the morning and there's a stench of dog shit. Even the smell of vinegar in the yard can't cover it up."
Fang Yilin's face turned pale and blue.
She was not stupid and knew that Xie Yingmian was making a veiled attack.
"You are indeed from the countryside." Fang Yilin looked at Xie Yingmian as if he were a dirty thing, with a look of disgust on his face.
"My cousin is such a handsome man. If he hadn't been sick, how could he have married such a vulgar, disrespectful, and fickle woman? I feel so sorry for him."
Xie Yingmian sneered, "Who do you think you are to speak up for Prince Ling?"
"Because you are shameless? Because you are thick-skinned? Because you are full of shit? Because you are shameless?"
Fang Yilin's eyes widened: "You, you scolded me?"
"Do you know who I am?"
Xie Yingmian nodded: "I know."
"A person who wants to be a saint even though he is a concubine."
"A shameless person who spews shit."
This was the first time Fang Yilin was insulted like this, and the insults were so dirty.
She is the niece of the Dowager Concubine.
In the capital city, everyone from princesses to noble ladies were polite to her.
Anyone who dares to go against her will either be ruined or die early.
Today, she was scolded by a village girl who came from the village.
Fang Yilin was so angry that his whole body was shaking: "You've gone too far."
"You are just a village girl, and you really think you are a princess. People like you are only fit to be buried with your cousin."
Buried with him!
When these two words came to his mind, Fang Yilin's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
Anyway, this village girl will be buried with him.
Even if she killed her in advance, Aunt Dowager Toffee wouldn't mind.
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