Chapter 37
Lu Qiaosong took too much medicine and died suddenly.
It happened too suddenly. At noon, Lu Qiaosong was still full of energy, feeling that he was as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the world; at night, he began to bleed from all seven orifices, became incontinent, and died tragically in Qingdai Pavilion.
Liang could not bear such a blow and fainted after hearing the news; Marquis Nan'an only went to Qingdai Pavilion to take a look, then stumbled to the Lu family ancestral hall. His hair turned white overnight, and he could not even attend the morning court the next day. In the end, Lu Qiaosong's funeral was handled by Pan alone.
Pan had already made preparations for the funeral, but she prepared them all for Lu Wancheng. No one could have imagined that Lu Qiaosong would actually die before Lu Wancheng, and die in such a tragic way. Naturally, the things prepared for Lu Wancheng could not be used, so Pan had to ask someone to buy them temporarily, and many things could only be used as is.
Funeral banners were hung in the Nan'an Marquis' Mansion, paper money was scattered, and Lu Qiaosong's coffin was placed in the hall. Liang was kneeling in front of the coffin in plain clothes, but her eyes were empty and her expression was numb, as if her tears had dried up.
Although Lu Qiaosong died in an ignominious manner, he was the legitimate son of a marquis after all, and he had a wide network of contacts during his lifetime, so many people came to pay their respects to him. Among them was an unfamiliar man who claimed to be a eunuch from the Eastern Palace, and he came to kowtow to the Third Young Master on behalf of the Concubine.
Liang's face finally showed some reaction, and she asked in a hoarse voice: "The Concubine...Is she, is she okay?"
The man looked embarrassed, and after Liang's repeated questioning, he told her that Lu Niantao was imprisoned in the cold palace by the prince.
Liang was in a daze for a long time. Suddenly she saw Lin Qingyu and screamed. Her body was shaking like a sieve. She pointed at Lin Qingyu's face and said hysterically: "Monster... Nan'an Marquis's Mansion married a monster!"
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Madam, you are joking. It was you who said that I was the lucky star of the Marquis' Mansion."
Liang's eyes widened, as if someone was strangling her throat, and she kept talking weird nonsense.
Liang went completely crazy. The doctor said she was suffering from hypochondria and might never be cured. Marquis Nan'an suffered a series of blows and was exhausted and fell ill. He no longer had the energy to take care of household affairs, so he just asked the servants to keep a good eye on his wife and not let her run out and embarrass herself. All other matters were left to Pan.
During the time of Lu Qiaosong's funeral, Lu Wancheng's health improved slightly, but he was only more awake and could speak for a while.
After learning that Lu Qiaosong died suddenly, Liang was insane, and Nan'an Hou was bedridden, Lu Wancheng was not surprised at all. Instead, he looked at Lin Qingyu with appreciation and said, "Qingyu, you seem to be more beautiful again."
It is like a poisonous flower that has been dormant for a long time and finally blooms. It is so beautiful that it is frightening and breathtaking at first glance.
Lin Qingyu looked down at his own clean and flawless hands, and said with a hint of accusation: "You made me like this."
Lu Wancheng smiled softly and said, "It's my honor."
The sound of suona was heard outside. It was the vicious people sending Lu Qiaosong to heaven early.
The two were silent for a while, and Lu Wancheng suddenly asked: "Qingyu, where do you think Lu Qiaosong will go?"
"When a person dies, naturally everything is gone. Where else can they go?"
"Then do you know how I got here?"
Lin Qingyu was startled and said, "How can I know if you don't tell me?"
"One day, I was on my way home from school and saved a pregnant woman, but I lost my own life." Lu Wancheng sighed, "I am such a good person."
Lin Qingyu opened his eyes wide: "You mean, you... died once?"
Lu Wancheng nodded: "A truck loaded with goods ran over me. It hurt quite a bit." Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "They say tit for tat. I saved two people, does that mean I can live twice? Xu Junyuan once read my fortune and he said that I...may not die."
Lin Qingyu stood up suddenly and blurted out: "What do you mean by possible!"
Lu Wancheng could no longer pretend to be relaxed, and said in a difficult tone: "It's just... possible. If I die, I may really die, and everything will be gone. Even if I am lucky enough to wake up, I may not be in Dayu, in this world, do you understand?"
Lin Qingyu stared at Lu Wancheng in a daze. After a long while, he asked, "How sure are you?"
Lu Wancheng was silent for a long time, then said softly, "I don't know."
Lin Qingyu tried his best to suppress his emotions: "What are you talking about?"
Lu Wancheng seemed to have anticipated his reaction and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry. I hesitated for a long time, and I think I should tell you.
"Why are you telling me something you are not sure about?!" Lin Qingyu could no longer bear it. He was prepared to lose Lu Wancheng forever, but Lu Wancheng told him that he "might" still have a chance of survival.
What does Lu Wancheng want him to do? Doing nothing all day long, wondering whether he is dead or not, waiting for an answer that you don’t even know if there is one? !
If...if it was just a possibility in the end, he would rather not have this possibility.
"Wait for me for a year." Lu Wancheng said, but then he thought that a year might not be too long. He and Lin Qingyu had only known each other for a year. Why should he ask others to wait for him for a year?
"It doesn't have to be a year, ahem - half a year... no, a hundred days will be enough." Lu Wancheng said urgently, fearing that his request would be rejected. "If I don't come to you within a hundred days, you can completely treat me as dead. We can agree on a code. If I am not dead and have been reincarnated into someone else, we can use this code to recognize each other, okay?"
Lin Qingyu's mouth felt bitter, his mind was in a mess, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Wancheng, you beast."
Lu Wancheng forced a smile and said, "Other beauties would at most call their husbands 'bastards', but Doctor Lin is different. She called him 'beast' right from the start. You are worthy of being my wife."
"roll."
Lu Wancheng said in a dishonest tone: "I can't get out of here, Qingyu. My legs are broken."
Not only was Lu Wancheng's leg broken, but none of his internal organs were intact. He would have the poison attack every day, and would be so dizzy from the pain that he could only call out his name.
Lin Qingyu closed his eyes: "Go ahead."
Lu Wancheng was stunned: "What did you say?"
"signal."
Lu Wancheng smiled slowly: "Let me think about it." This code must be catchy, easy to remember, and no one else will know it. After some careful consideration, Lu Wancheng said, "Then - odd changes but even does not change, the sign depends on the quadrant?"
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "What is this? Can you say something I can understand?"
"If you don't understand anything, you can ask me and I will tell you."
Lin Qingyu asked him, "What did you mean just now? What does the word 'wife' mean? What does 'sexual fetish' mean?"
Lu Wancheng automatically ignored the last two questions and said, "This starts with the basic theorem of trigonometric functions..."
Lu Wancheng was talking excitedly when he suddenly frowned and bit his lip. This is a sign that the poison is taking effect. Lin Qingyu said: "I'll go get the needle."
Giving Lu Wancheng acupuncture can reduce his pain a little, but it is just a drop in the bucket and is better than nothing.
Lu Wancheng held him back, shook his head and said, "No need, just stay and accompany me."
Lin Qingyu sat down beside the bed and let Lu Wancheng lie in his arms.
Lu Wancheng opened his eyes in vain, staring ahead, his fingers tightly grasping Lin Qingyu's arm, and asked him with a smile: "Qingyu, the code... do you remember it clearly?"
Lin Qingyu covered his eyes with his hands: "Remember it clearly."
"Really, we only need to wait for a hundred days..." Lu Wancheng closed his eyes in Lin Qingyu's palm, "Don't wait too long, I'll feel bad."
After the beginning of winter, there will be light snow. The snow this year came much later than usual, and the sky was always gloomy, as if God was not sure whether it would snow or not.
Lu Wancheng was awake less and less often, and when he did wake up, it was because of the pain from the poison. In the past, he could sit in a wheelchair and go to the yard to bask in the sun, but now he can't even sit up. He couldn't go anywhere except his bed.
At the end of the month, Lin's mother celebrated her 40th birthday, and Lin Qingyu returned to the Lin Mansion. When Lin's mother saw him coming back alone, she knew that Lu Wancheng's condition was not optimistic. She was afraid that her eldest son would feel upset, so she didn't ask much. Instead, Lin Qinghe asked why Brother Wancheng didn't come with them. Lin Qingyu touched his head and said that Brother Wancheng would come next time.
Lin's mother liked quietness and didn't like crowds. In addition, her husband was not at home, so she just asked someone to prepare a table of dishes that her sons liked and celebrated her birthday quietly with her children. She looked out the window at the cloudy sky and said, "When the snow stops, your father will be home by then."
Lin Qingyu didn't dare to leave the Marquis' Mansion for too long. After having lunch with Lin's mother, he returned to the Mansion. Back at Lanfeng Pavilion, Lin Qingyu saw Hualu humming a little tune while watering the withered osmanthus tree in the yard and asked, "What are you so happy about?"
Ever since Lu Wancheng vomited blood, everyone in Lanfeng Pavilion had been gloomy. He hadn't seen Hua Lu so happy for a long time.
Hua Lu said happily, "The young master just woke up. He was in very good spirits today and could even sit up by himself. He drank half a bowl of porridge in one breath and asked me to change him into a festive red outfit. Young Master, do you think the young master is getting better?"
Lin Qingyu was suddenly stunned and his heart sank suddenly.
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