Inside the carriage, only a thin layer of lamp oil remained, and the flame flickered.
Xie Zhao leaned in Jiang Yuzhu's arms, his face as pale as paper, his pale lips tightly pursed, and his eyes dim.
After a long while, he finally found his voice and said weakly, "Yuzhu, it seems like my husband has been poisoned."
He has been poisoned by Jiang Yuzhu and doesn't have much time left.
Xie Zhao figured he had to find a way to improve the relationship between him and his wife.
Otherwise, even though I was busy with official business every day, I felt empty inside when sitting on the cold chair, as if something was missing.
Jiang Yuzhu's eyebrows trembled, and she couldn't help feeling distressed.
She lived comfortably in the Xie Mansion, her mother-in-law was sensible, Xie Xuan and Shen Zhilan listened to her and to be honest, Jiang Yuzhu only hoped that Xie Zhao would achieve something and never thought of becoming a widow.
"Master, I've told you so many times that your health is the most important thing. You were injured at the bottom of the cliff last time, so you should have rested more!"
With Xie Zhao gone, the Jiang family has lost a major supporter. How can her wealth and glory be guaranteed?
Jiang Yuzhu clearly realized that this time was different from the past.
Even though he fell off a cliff, Xie Zhao did not miss the morning court session and still insisted on going to the yamen to be on duty. Now he took the initiative to mention being absent from the morning court session. I'm afraid he is terminally ill!
Fortunately, the poisoning is not contagious, and Jiang Yuzhu felt relieved.
Xie Zhao actually felt that being muttered was more pleasing to the ear than words of praise. He held Jiang Yuzhu's hand and said, "Yuzhu, only you can cure my husband's poison."
It was originally a love talk, but Jiang Yuzhu believed it: "Master, the time is not right yet."
There are endless kinds of poisons in Da Qi, and Jiang Yuzhu has no experience of this in modern times.
Although she was not good at detoxification, if Xie Zhao was gone, she could dissect him and accurately find out the cause of death, and always give the deceased an explanation.
Xie Zhao's heart was in suspense as he carefully savored the meaning behind his wife's words. It meant that she was not refusing.
"It's okay, your husband can wait."
After more than three years of marriage, Xie Zhao had been neglecting her intentionally or unintentionally.
But it’s different now. Since he is attracted to Jiang Yuzhu, Xie Zhao doesn’t mind using some tricks to win her heart.
A man can do everything he wants to do to a woman, and even do it to the best of his ability.
In my eyes and in my heart, there is only one person.
Jiang Yuzhu sighed slightly, as if she could sense Xie Zhao's despair, and said soothingly, "I, your concubine, can also wait."
"Master, everything in this world is interdependent and mutually exclusive. There is no poison that cannot be cured. Don't give up."
It is too early and not auspicious to talk about what will happen after death.
As long as there is breath, there is hope.
Patients are always prone to being suspicious, and Jiang Yuzhu understands this very well.
Xie Zhao thought he had his wife's approval, so he put all his weight on Jiang Yuzhu.
Where Xie Zhao couldn't see, Jiang Yuzhu looked at him with pity, stroked his hair with her hand, and sighed what a pity.
The carriage soon arrived at Xie's house, and Shen received the news and went out to greet them.
Seeing her son leaning against Jiang Yuzhu, Shen suppressed her twitching eyelids and said calmly, "Yuanhe, it's getting late. You and Yuzhu should go to bed early. We can talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else."
It has to be said that Xie Zhao had mastered the essence of pretending to be sick. His pale face and swaying body almost fooled Shen.
As for the three daughters of the Su family who were causing trouble, they had been locked up by Shen and were under guard.
A night of spring is worth a thousand gold. Anyone who dares to disturb Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu will be the number one enemy of the Shen family!
Outside the window, the moon is everywhere and the wind is cool.
Jiang Yuzhu considerately closed the green gauze window and poured a cup of hot water for Xie Zhao.
There was a sound of running water in the bathroom.
Jiang Yuzhu felt a little uncomfortable and called out, "Liang An?"
No one answered.
"Red carp, red maple..."
She called her maid, but there was complete silence.
The door was not locked. Jiang Yuzhu pushed it open and walked out. There was only a lantern hanging in the yard, and mottled shadows of trees were all around.
This time, Shen learned her lesson and stopped locking the door to her room, but she locked the gate to the courtyard instead.
Jiang Yuzhu had just turned back into the room when she heard a loud bang, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.
"master?"
He is so weak, yet he still doesn't forget to wash up. Did he fall?
Jiang Yuzhu's heart tightened and she ran in, lifting her skirt.
There is a large hot spring pool in the bathroom, surrounded by pebbles. The pool is connected to the tea room and hot water is always available.
There was steam rising from inside, and the air was filled with mist.
Xie Zhao was sitting by the pool, simply wearing an outer coat that hung loosely on his body, revealing a large area of his cold white chest. The remaining water droplets slowly flowed down his slender neck and gathered on the mermaid line.
Jiang Yuzhu blushed slightly, glanced away and explained, "I heard a noise and thought the master had fallen."
Xie Zhao was already quite skilled at pretending to be weak. The moment he was about to stand up, Jiang Yuzhu slipped and came straight towards him.
Xie Zhao opened his arms, but inertia caused the two of them to retreat one after another.
With a splash, the couple entered the water almost at the same time.
"Yuzhu, your husband has a small request."
Xie Zhao wiped the water off his face, leaned weakly against the edge of the pool and said, "You and I are husband and wife, can we address each other more intimately from now on?"
The couple bathed together, Jiang Yuzhu was confused and said perfunctorily: "The master has the final say."
"From now on, remember to call me Fu Yuanhe."
Xie Zhao suggested that calling him "master" was too unfamiliar, and he didn't like it.
Jiang Yuzhu agreed without thinking: "Okay, Yuanhe."
Faced with such beauty, Jiang Yuzhu felt dizzy and was eventually carried out of the hot spring by Xie Zhao.
A single lamp was lit in the room, and the dim light reflected on her face. Jiang Yuzhu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she was obviously pretending to be asleep.
Xie Zhao didn't expose it, but turned sideways with a burning look in his eyes.
Although there was an opportunity to get close to her, Xie Zhao gave up after some hesitation.
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