Chapter 48 Chapter 48 She doesn’t like me, it’s my fault, no…
Feng Han was pale and lying almost silently on the bed.
Mu Xi looked at him and didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that he seemed to have lost some weight.
During the time they had known each other, Mu Xi had seen him like this more than once.
Mu Xi occasionally thought that if Feng Han had not been struck by the calamity of impermanence, she would have accidentally heard the name of this stranger on an ordinary day, and the appearance in her imagination should be quite consistent with her ideal type.
But in fact, Feng Han did not have the same figure and physique as Zong He. When he was awake, he would always deliberately hide his cold or cunning eyes, trying hard to act passionate and sincere, and constantly making sentences starting with "wife" beside her.
Mu Xi thought, does he really like me?
At the cost of his own life, he no longer had the thought of killing her, so he should at least like her a little.
Then we should keep our distance even more.
Bai Yi said, "Young Master's illness this time has nothing to do with the Impermanence Tribulation, but because of the Impermanence Tribulation, ordinary medicine is useless to him."
She didn't say it explicitly, but Mu Xi understood. She nodded, took out the dagger Feng Han gave her, and scratched her fingertips with it.
Mu Xi frowned slightly, thinking that she shouldn't have developed this habit. She should have hesitated, felt pain, and felt endless regret every time. Next time, she wouldn't be like this...
Never mind, she thought. Saving lives is more important. Let’s put aside our little emotions.
Bai Yi had already helped Feng Han up a little. Mu Xi pinched his mouth open and touched his soft tongue with her bleeding fingertips.
He seemed really sick and confused, and didn't resist at all.
Like a fragile little animal with no ability to resist at all.
Mu Xi thought that Feng Han was actually so soft and gullible sometimes when he was awake.
...She wouldn't realize it at the time, but when she looks back on it after it's over, she will feel that Feng Han like that brought out the unhealthy part of herself.
Mu Xi shook her head, looked at Bai Yi, and asked her: "He doesn't suck my blood at all, will this work?"
Bai Yi nodded, "It should be useful." She said, "My wife's blood is precious, and it is the perfect remedy for the calamity of impermanence that the young master has been struck by. You won't need too much."
She asked Mu Xi to feed Feng Han some warm water and let him swallow it and then observe it.
Mu Xi was about to feed him directly when Bai Yi stopped her: "No, he won't be able to swallow it, and it will be a waste of your blood."
“…”
Mu Xi thought, with all these details and melodramatic plots, maybe I was really in a novel.
She took a sip herself and passed it to Feng Han. Bai Yi assisted her, and fortunately no blood was wasted.
Bai Yi was worried that Mu Xi would want to leave after finishing these things, so he spoke before her, "Wait until I check your pulse and confirm that you are fine, then send someone to take you back, okay?"
Feng Han still hadn't woken up, so Mu Xi had no intention of leaving in a hurry.
She came here just to make sure he was safe, so Mu Xi certainly had no reason to refuse. She nodded to Bai Yi to show her agreement.
Bai Yi was very happy and immediately asked Mu Xi if she was hungry and wanted to eat something.
Mu Xi politely declined.
Bai Yi blinked and felt that although Feng Han was not awake at the moment, it seemed redundant for her to stay here, so she stood up and said goodbye, saying that she had other things to do and would come over to take Feng Han's pulse in a while.
Soon, the only people left in the room were Feng Han, who had lost consciousness, and Mu Xi, who was sitting there with his chin resting on his hand, doing nothing.
She raised her hand and gently stroked Fenghan's long and thick eyelashes with her uninjured fingers.
Sometimes after they were done with their work, they would lie down together and talk. Mu Xi could see Feng Han’s eyelashes just by turning her head.
It’s so beautiful, up and down, like a butterfly’s wings, and it’s the most beautiful one.
Feng Han is of course good-looking, especially compared to the first time they met five years later, he is much better looking...Mu Xi sometimes thinks of the word "weird".
Even when he desperately wants to show a gentle personality, this look and the brilliance in his eyes still make him look aggressive.
Mu Xi could see that Feng Han knew this side of her, so he tried his best to hide it, but it was obvious that he didn't understand it well enough.
"Is he really unconscious or faking it..." Mu Xi couldn't help but pinch the soft flesh on his cheek again.
...Looks like he's really unconscious.
Mu Xi lay on the edge of the bed and stared at him for a long time before Bai Yi came in.
After taking the pulse, Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine now. The fever has subsided." Bai Yi looked at Mu Xi and thanked her. "Anyway, thank you for coming with me today."
After she finished speaking, she blinked and asked tentatively, "It's hard to walk at night. Why don't you stay at the Bitian Villa tonight and stay in the guest room? Tomorrow is the holiday..."
Before Bai Yi could finish, Mu Xi shook her head and refused: "I have to go back to the inn."
She thought to herself that she couldn't ride a horse, otherwise she wouldn't need to prepare a carriage and could just ride on the road with one horse.
Bai Yi sighed helplessly, nodded, and said, "Then I'll arrange a carriage to take my wife back."
Mu Xi thanked him, then called Bai Yi again, thinking of something. "If Feng Han wakes up tomorrow and knows I was here, that's fine. But if he doesn't know and doesn't remember anything, can you please not tell him that I was here?"
Judging from Bai Yi's initial lip movements, Mu Xi guessed she wanted to ask "why", but for some reason, Bai Yi swallowed the three words and said to her, "Okay, I'll listen to you, my lady."
Feng Han woke up when it was almost dawn. He opened his eyes suddenly, not daring to turn his head to look, but couldn't help stretching out his arm to touch the bed beside him.
It's ice cold.
Feng Han closed his eyes in despair. Everything he had experienced was not a dream. Mu Xi was not here, not by his side. She was bewitched by Ji Lian and followed that bastard.
fine.
Feng Han thought about the last words he said to Mu Xi when he met her yesterday. He wanted her to come back to celebrate the holiday with him. He was so humble and emphasized it so many times. Mu Xi felt sorry for him and would definitely come back.
We can't delay any longer.
Fenghan got up, washed up simply, and started a new day.
He changed into clothes that were convenient for cooking, with his sleeves tied up high.
Take out the ingredients one by one, wash and cut them according to your previous ideas, and set them aside.
While making a fire, he thought of Mu Xi eating the food he made himself, and subconsciously curled his lips.
She will definitely like it.
When Bai Yi and Ming Yu Yingzhang came over, Feng Han had already been busy for a while.
"Sir...what are you doing?" Ying Zhang asked cautiously.
"Make breakfast for my wife. She might come back early in the morning. She will starve if she has nothing to eat." After Feng Han finished speaking, he didn't know what he was thinking about. The three of them saw him chuckle.
Creepy.
Ying Zhang didn't understand what was going on. He thought Mu Xi had agreed with Feng Han to come back today. When he heard Feng Han say that, he immediately became excited and said, "Then I'll come and help you, Master."
Feng Han drove him out, "All three of you go away and don't bother me today."
Mingyu and Bai Yi looked at each other, their expressions difficult to describe.
Mu Xi came back last night, but didn't see Ming Yu and Ying Zhang.
Mingyu said that, and one of the reasons was that the master ordered them not to go find Mu Xi.
He also said that he, in particular, should be extra careful, so Ying Zhang should also pay attention.
Another reason was that they didn't want Mu Xi to think too much. After all, they all knew the truth about the entanglement between Mu Xi and Feng Han.
I don't know what Ji Lian said to Mu Xi, but I don't think it was anything good. As Feng Han's subordinates, they made many mistakes, so it's better to stay away from melon fields and plum trees.
But later Mingyu heard from Bai Yi that Mu Xi went back home at night and was indifferent to the festival. So if he was in such a hurry to leave, he would not be in a hurry to come here early today.
But they didn't want to explain it at this time, and they all knew that even if they explained it, Feng Han would definitely not listen to them.
The breakfast had gone cold, and there was no new movement at Bitian Villa.
Feng Han stood at the table, looking at the food with his eyes lowered. Bai Yi and Ming Yu Yingzhang felt bad seeing Feng Han like this.
Ying Zhang had been taught a lesson by Ming Yu before, and only then did he realize that all his master's efforts were in vain. Now he felt extremely sad.
He pulled Mingyu's sleeve, and the two of them walked away quietly, whispering to each other.
Ying Zhang said to Ming Yu, "My lady, you are so soft-hearted. Why don't I go find her and bring her back? I have always gotten along well with her. She is not afraid of me. I will accept any beating or punishment from you."
Mingyu shook his head, feeling that something was wrong. He lowered his voice and said, "Doctor Bai has already told her that she doesn't want to stay. She must have already decided not to show up today. You won't be able to impress her even if you go. Madam Mu looks easy to talk to, but she's actually as stubborn as you. Once she makes up her mind, it's hard to change it."
Ying Zhang was shocked: "Are you saying that my wife has already decided on Ji Lian?!"
"Of course not." Mingyu made a "hush" gesture, "Keep your voice down!"
Bai Yi also told him that Mu Xi had clearly stated that she would not marry Ji Lian.
Mingyu thought that Mu Xi probably hadn't identified anyone yet. She wasn't the type of woman who would identify with someone.
Ying Zhang had a bitter face, "I'm so sad to see you like this, sir."
Mingyu also glanced at Fenghan. Just the lonely figure from afar infected the emotions of the three of them.
"Who isn't?" Mingyu murmured in a low voice.
Bai Yi walked forward and said he wanted to take Feng Han's pulse, but Feng Han was not in the mood and refused.
"I'm fine. I can even make breakfast for my wife. I'm fine now."
Feng Han's voice was weak and his face expressionless, but he had an aura that kept people at a distance.
Bai Yi rolled his eyes and said, "If Madam comes back and Master is still ill, I'm afraid Madam will be worried. And maybe Madam will catch the same high fever. That would be bad. It would be better to let me take his pulse to put my mind at ease."
Feng Han finally looked at her and felt that what she said made sense.
When Feng Han woke up in the morning, he looked in the mirror. He didn't look very good, maybe because Mu Xi left, or maybe because he was sick.
Anyway, no matter what the reason was, he had already decided to remember to put on makeup today after finishing everything.
Feng Han was silent for a while, then stretched out his wrist to Bai Yi.
Bai Yi sat opposite Feng Han, quietly taking his pulse, and suddenly frowned slightly.
Feng Han asked her, "What's wrong?"
Bai Yi suddenly came back to his senses and smiled, "It's nothing, the high fever has completely subsided, but you still need to be more careful."
Fenghan nodded indifferently, waited for another hour, then got up and asked Mingyu to clean up the breakfast.
He had already walked a few steps away when he suddenly remembered that Mu Xi said she didn't like people wasting food, so he turned back and ordered the three of them to eat all the breakfast.
Fenghan rushed into the kitchen and started making mooncakes.
Mingyu Yingzhang both sat at the table with bitter faces, but as soon as they sat down, Bai Yi stood up.
"Doctor Bai, what are you going to do? Don't you want to eat? This is the young master's order." Ying Zhang stretched his head to keep her.
"You two, eat now. I'm going to go back and look through some medical books." Bai Yi walked a few steps and then turned back, whispering to them, "Don't just focus on eating. Keep an eye on the young master."
Mingyu nodded, but Yingzhang looked embarrassed.
He knew his own limitations, and if Feng Han insisted on doing something irrational, there was nothing they could do.
The owner of Bitian Villa is a lady named Mu who seems easy to talk to but is actually aloof and not willing to make friends.
Her husband is handsome, with a pair of affectionate eyes that always look at his wife from afar. He also looks easy to talk to, but in fact, he is not.
Not long after they moved in, this young man completely disregarded the old steward's face and laid off a number of servants on the grounds of saving costs. Later, he even drove away the old steward and replaced him with someone he found himself.
The wife and husband were accompanied by two personal servants and a doctor, and they all lived in the inner courtyard.
But apart from cleaning, the inner courtyard is like an iron wall, and ordinary servants in the villa cannot enter at all.
Normally, no matter big or small, they were given orders by the new steward or the two personal servants named Mingyu and Yingzhang.
Occasionally, someone would say a few words in private, and somehow it was heard by the master of the inner courtyard. He was driven away soon that day, and no one dared to make such a comment since then.
Most of the workers feel that they are treated well at Bitian Villa, that their masters have little work to do and that they are paid fairly. Even if they are a little weird, they are just servants and should just focus on their work.
On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the husband distributed mooncakes and snacks ordered from the most expensive pastry shop in Yucheng to all the servants in the villa.
"What a great job!" A girl looked at the person who had just given her some snacks and asked, "Sister Lanzhi, don't you think so?"
The girl whose name was called smiled and nodded, "Of course."
"Yes, yes." Someone nearby echoed, "I used to think our master was a little strange, but now I think about it, which family around here would be better served than our master? I've only seen our mistress a few times, and now I can't even remember what she looks like, yet she and her husband are willing to treat me to such expensive snacks."
Because we had delicious food during the festival, everyone was so engrossed in chatting that they almost forgot themselves.
Some people suggested that we should be more restrained in our speech, while others said that the door was closed and no one would know.
Lan Zhi stayed in the corner, opened the snack in her hand, took a look at it, then wrapped it up and put it aside.
Others may not know, but she knows it very well. Because the lady and the husband are kind-hearted during the festival, they give snacks to all the servants so that everyone can experience and feel relaxed and comfortable during the festival.
Mu Xi was not in the Bitian Villa at all.
She was with her real master, Ji Lian.
It was Lan Zhi who helped Ji Lian enter Bitian Villa that day.
After Mu Xi and Ji Lian left, Lan Zhi suggested to Ji Lian that she leave, but Ji Lian asked her to stay, saying that she might be of great use and could help him.
Lan Zhi had no words to express her grievances. The real secrets were all in the inner courtyard. It was extremely difficult for a servant of her level to get in.
Why does Feng Han still act like he and his wife are on the same page when his wife isn't around? Who is he pretending to be?
Could it be that one of these seemingly unremarkable servants is the one he wants to win over and accommodate?
Lan Zhi just thought about it for a moment, felt that it was unlikely, and stopped immediately.
But she still couldn't understand why Feng Han spent a lot of money to make everyone else think that Mu Xi was there and that they were a loving couple even though she was obviously not there.
Fenghan was making mooncakes while also preparing lunch.
He also didn't allow anyone to help. He said that since he had promised Mu Xi that he would cook a table full of dishes for her personally, no one could interfere.
"Have the snacks and mooncakes been distributed?" Feng Han asked. Ming Yu nodded and replied, "Yes, they have. Shopkeeper Qin sent someone to deliver them this morning, and Ying Zhang arranged for them to be distributed. They should have finished eating them by now."
"Where is the portion left for my wife?"
Mingyu unconsciously pursed her lips, the three words "useless effort" popping up in her mind, but she still replied: "I put it on the bedroom table. If my wife comes back, she will see it at a glance."
"Um."
Feng Han continued working and smiled, "But she definitely still likes the food I cook the most."
Mingyu was silent for a moment, then smiled and nodded, "Of course."
Feng Han was very pleased with his support. He looked up at him and smiled at him.
Mingyu took the opportunity to speak, "Young Master wanted to give Madam a surprise, but Madam is also very worried about you. You have been so busy until now that you haven't eaten a bite of food or drunk a sip of water. If Madam knew, she would definitely be unhappy."
Feng Han was stunned and the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt that what Mingyu said made sense.
but……
"Didn't I have breakfast?"
Mingyu: “…”
His Adam's apple moved and he whispered, "...No."
Feng Han took a breath and exhaled slowly, "Oh, no wonder, I feel a little dizzy."
Mingyu took advantage of the situation and said, "Then please eat something first, sir. Don't let your wife worry about you on such a beautiful day."
Feng Han was persuaded and finally ate something. This was the most he had eaten since Mu Xi left Bitian Villa.
But after a while, Fenghan said that it was too late.
If Mu Xi came back at this time, he wouldn't even have lunch prepared.
Ying Zhang went to arrange matters in the outer courtyard. Bai Yi was nowhere to be found, probably in his own courtyard. Ming Yu was alone. Looking at Feng Han like this, he felt very complicated.
After finally preparing lunch and mooncakes, Fenghan took a quick bath, changed into a moon-white dress, combed her hair again, put on makeup, and sat at the table like a good husband.
Just like in the morning, he was quietly waiting for Mu Xi.
In this way, until night fell, Mu Xi still did not show up.
Mingyu stayed by his side the whole time. Yingzhang also came back in the middle of the trip. The two looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
Feng Han stood still, as if unaware of the passage of time, and waited and waited.
When the food got cold and the cold wind blew at night, Mu Xi still didn't show up.
"I clearly told her to come back. If it were in the past, she would definitely come back. Now that Ji Lian is with her, she doesn't want to talk to me anymore. I just want to spend the holiday with her. Shouldn't this kind of holiday be spent happily with the person you love?"
Feng Han didn't know who he was talking to. Mingyu and Yingzhang exchanged a quick glance. Mingyu gritted her teeth, walked forward, and comforted him softly: "Maybe the lady has something to do today. Why don't I go find her? She..."
"Don't go!" Feng Han shouted sternly.
Ying Zhang and Ming Yu both frowned. Ming Yu nodded, his tone very respectful, "Yes, I won't go."
Feng Han lowered his eyelashes and looked at the table full of untouched leftovers. After looking for a while, he picked up the chopsticks, gently picked up a dish and put it in his mouth.
After chewing for a while, he turned his head and spit it out.
"It tastes so bad, no wonder she didn't come back."
Feng Han stood up. His moon-white clothes looked much darker against the moonlight and his owner's not-so-good complexion.
"It's my fault. She doesn't like me. It's my fault, not hers."
Fenghan turned and left. Yingzhang wanted to follow him to comfort him, but was stopped by Mingyu.
"Forget it." Mingyu said, "We already knew that my wife wouldn't be back today."
"But……"
"Do you think the young master doesn't know? He did all this just... just because he held on to a little hope. Now that this hope is gone, his dream will wake up."
"Really?" Ying Zhang was skeptical about this statement.
Mingyu sighed. He had discussed this matter with Bai Yi. As subordinates, they should not interfere too much in their master's affairs.
Before meeting Mu Xi, and even in the first half of the time after meeting Mu Xi, Feng Han was a good decision-maker and leader. But now, entangled by the love between a man and a woman, he seems like a completely different person compared to his former decisive self.
Mingyu wanted to do something for them, and Bai Yi saw through it.
"This matter cannot be changed by anything we do." Bai Yi said, "It all depends on what Madam Mu decides to do. If Madam Mu has no interest in me, then my love is one-sided. If Madam Mu is interested in me, then they are in love with each other."
Mingyu left for a while, but he still believed that Mu Xi's feelings towards his master were probably the former.
He asked Bai Yi what to do if it was the former.
"That depends on what you want. If he can figure it out and see through it, and Madam Mu can both get what they want, that's fine. But if he can't figure it out and see through it, no one can help him."
Mingyu previously only regarded Mu Xi as a panacea that could save his master. He didn't think she was a great person, and she wasn't even important.
If he is the young master of Feiming Valley, Feiming Valley has been destroyed for ten years.
But this time when she came back, Mingyu saw the changes in her master because of her and she respected her deeply.
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