Chapter 63
The autumn wind whistled past, bringing with it a sense of solemnity.
The sedan bearers moved so quickly that it seemed to be flying. Lu Lin held Hu Lingshuang in his arms and whispered soothingly, "Don't cry, don't cry. I've sent for a doctor. Once he stops the bleeding, the pain will subside."
The flower-like person was sobbing and crying, so pitiful.
Hu Lingshuang's face was pale. Her right pinky finger was severed, the base bare and bleeding profusely. She slumped in Lu Lin's arms, a fierce glint in her eyes.
Time seemed to stand still, and they finally arrived at the study in the main courtyard. The doctor had also arrived. Lu Lin carried Hu Lingshuang down from the sedan chair and intended to go back to his room.
While turning around, Hu Lingshuang caught a glimpse of Zhao sitting under the eaves drinking tea. The bright light from the eight-treasure glass lamp made the surroundings as bright as day.
Zhao's dark red gold-woven jacket sparkled in the candlelight. Zhao noticed Hu Lingshuang's gaze, raised her eyes and glanced at Hu Lingshuang, then looked away. Her eyes were indifferent, her expression was indifferent, and her posture was elegant, making Hu Lingshuang look like a jumping clown.
Hu Lingshuang felt that Zhao's eyes were full of sarcasm. Zhao must be jealous of her being favored by Lu Lin, so she came here to take advantage of her misfortune and ridicule her.
Hu Lingshuang endured the pain at the base of her finger and roared at Zhao: "Zhao Yunzhang, I've become like this, are you satisfied? Don't even think about laughing at me. I just lost a finger..."
She was halfway through her words when Lu Lin covered her mouth. Lu Lin looked at Hu Lingshuang and said sternly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you think you can call the Madam by her name?"
Zhao Yunzhang is strong, and her brother Zhao Yun is even more protective of her. Unless it is absolutely necessary, Lu Lin does not want to get into trouble with Zhao Yunzhang.
If Zhao Yun knew about this, he would most likely sue him for favoring his concubine and killing his wife.
Hu Lingshuang widened her eyes and looked at Lu Lin in disbelief. Because of him, she broke a finger. It would have been fine if he didn't defend her, but he actually scolded her in order to protect his wife.
Hu Lingshuang didn't shed tears when her fingers were cut off, but she couldn't help sobbing because of Lu Lin's words.
She was young and pretty, and her crying made Lu Lin feel at a loss as to what to do. He softened his attitude and whispered comforting words.
Zhao squinted at Lu Lin with disdain, as if he were a piece of trash, raised her chin, and slowly walked away.
The morning light is dim, casting a warm glow.
Jiang Shu is a diligent person. In the past, she would digest her food before resting after a meal. But recently, she always felt tired. She drank a few mouthfuls of rice porridge and then went back to the dormitory to stay.
In a daze, she heard Zhu'er report that the mistress had arrived. Jiang Shu hurriedly straightened her clothes and sat up straight.
It wasn't that Zhao didn't want to see Jiang Shu, but she felt ashamed to meet her. Lu Changji was raised by her, and he did things worse than pigs and dogs, which made Zhao feel ashamed too.
She hesitated for a long time. She originally wanted to persuade Lu Changji to let Jiang Shu go with Lu Lin, but she saw Hu Lingshuang's miserable condition and there was no need to say anything more to Lu Lin.
Zhao sat down opposite Jiang Shu and said gently, "I know you're not in a good mood, but you should take care of yourself. I haven't seen you for a few days, and you look much more haggard."
Jiang Shu has always been in good health, with a fair and pink complexion, and she is very energetic. But now her face has lost all its rosy color and looks a little pale.
Jiang Shu touched her cheek and replied, "I've had a poor appetite recently. I guess it's because I haven't eaten enough, which is why I'm tired."
Looking at Jiang Shu's emaciated body, Zhao Shi felt more and more guilty. She said, "It's my fault that I didn't teach Xue Ji well. The Lu family is sorry for you.
If I were Xue Ji's biological mother, I would make Xue Ji send you back to the Ye family even at the risk of my life. Unfortunately, there is a layer of belly between Xue Ji and me, and everything is different.
Given his current status and position, he wouldn't even listen to me, let alone the Marquis."
Jiang Shu knew Zhao's difficulties. She took Zhao's hand and whispered, "I know your difficulties, mother. My current situation is all due to him. I will never take my anger out on mother."
Zhao looked at Jiang Shu. Jiang Shu looked a little worse, but her expression was very calm and peaceful. She had experienced many setbacks, but she did not feel any self-pity. Zhao did not have the same cultivation as Jiang Shu at her age.
Such a good person is curled up in a small world. Even if he is a flower, he will wither without sunshine and rain.
Zhao said softly to Jiang Shu, "Autumn is cool, and there are beautiful sights everywhere. Why don't you go out for a walk? It will broaden your horizons and your mood will also be brightened."
She paused for a moment and continued, "You don't need to worry about rumors. Everyone talks behind others' backs. Some things, as long as they're not said to your face, you can just pretend nothing happened."
"With Xueji's power, no one would dare to embarrass you in person. Just go out and relax."
Zhao was a proud person who didn't talk much. Jiang Shu knew that what she said today was from the bottom of her heart.
Jiang Shu nodded and said softly, "Thank you for your teachings, mother. I'll go out for a walk when I feel better."
After seeing Zhao off, Lu Changji returned to his room. He pulled out a box of ointment from his sleeve pocket and whispered to Jiang Shu, "This ointment is specially made in the Imperial Pharmacy. It's very effective in dissolving blood stasis. Let me apply it on you!"
He was not Meng Lang's man, but for some reason, he could not control himself when he was having sex with Jiang Shu. She was as white as snow and her skin was as white as cream, and he could never get enough of her. He was also particularly powerful, and no matter how careful he was, he could still make her red and slightly swollen.
Thinking of the absurdity of the day, Jiang Shu's face couldn't help but turn pink. She turned her head to the side, not even looking at Lu Changji, and whispered angrily, "Being more careful is the right thing to do. It's better than any ointment."
Seeing her shy and timid appearance, Lu Changji's heart softened. He carried Jiang Shu to the bed and gently took off her panties.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Shu's face was as red as the sunset, her legs were pressed tightly together, and she huddled under the quilt.
Lu Changji said nothing, took off her skirt, and looked over.
Lu Changji threw the cotton cloth into the hot water, wrung out the water, bent down, and carefully wiped Jiang Shu.
Jiang Shu was a little shy and reached out to push Lu Changji: "Lu, get up and stay away from me."
Lu Changji's hands were very moist. He held her hand in his palm and moistened the back of her hand with the moisture. His voice was as gentle as a spring breeze. "I made a mistake and I should take care of it. Don't be embarrassed."
He was very determined, and it was useless for her to refuse him.
He was a very meticulous person and did not miss any details. After helping Jiang Shu wipe, he applied medicine to her.
The autumn night was cold, but Jiang Shu's body temperature was higher than usual, and her whole body was covered with a layer of bright color.
He was ready to move again, but looking at her body, he had to restrain himself. He silently tugged at his clothes and applied the medicine to her meticulously.
It was clearly a very simple matter, but when he applied the medicine on her, both of them broke out in a thin layer of sweat.
The sheets were also wet, and you could wring water out of them.
Jiang Shu blushed and kicked Lu Changji hard: "Stay away from me, don't get on my bed."
Lu Changji knew that she was really unhappy, so he didn't force her and asked someone to set up a small couch next to the bed.
It was late at night and Jiang Shu's breathing gradually became steady. Lu Changji climbed onto the bed and hugged her from behind, like two spoons, the two of them pressed tightly together.
On the second day, Lu Changji had a rare opportunity to have breakfast with Jiang Shu. Knowing that Jiang Shu liked plums, he asked the kitchen to steam some plum cakes.
Jiang Shu picked up the plum cake and took a few bites, but she felt it was not to her taste and her appetite suddenly disappeared. She put down her chopsticks and sat there in silence.
Lu Changji frowned: "But it doesn't suit your taste. What do you want to eat? I'll ask someone to buy it, okay?"
Jiang Shu shook her head. She didn't want to show Lu Changji a bad temper, but she really didn't want to eat anything.
She said, "I don't want to eat anymore. Please enjoy it slowly."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out the door.
Lu Changji put down his chopsticks, caught up with her, and discussed with her in a gentle voice: "There's a new restaurant opened on Chunle Street. I heard that the taste is very unique. Let's go and try it!"
His dark eyes stared at Jiang Shu eagerly, and even Jiang Shu, with a heart of stone, couldn't help but soften a little. She nodded slightly.
Lu Changji was overjoyed and hurriedly asked someone to harness the horses. The two of them took a carriage to Chunle Street.
Chunle Street is a major thoroughfare in Gyeonggi Province, bustling with people. Jiang Shu used to like to move around, but now she doesn't want to move even a step further.
There were many people on the street, so she asked the driver to park the carriage at the corner. It would not be too late to go to the restaurant when there were fewer people. Jiang Shu was not hungry anyway.
She didn't want to talk to Lu Changji, so she opened the car curtain and watched people coming and going on the street.
Suddenly, I saw Ye Qian riding a horse. He was pale and skinny, and no one knew how he had survived these days.
Four carriages followed behind him. There were many people on Chunle Street, so the carriages moved very slowly, but they were heading towards the city gate.
The Ye family was not well-off, and four carriages were enough to take away all the belongings in the house.
Ye Qian works in the Hanlin Academy. It is neither the New Year nor a festival, and if he had not been transferred out of Bian Jing, he would never have made such a big fuss.
Jiang Shu's breathing stagnated, and a sour feeling spread in her chest. Everyone knew that the Shujishi had a bright future, and it was no problem for him to enter the cabinet and become a prime minister in the future. Now that Ye Qian had moved out of Bian Jing, his future would also be affected.
It's all her fault. If she hadn't wanted to marry Ye Qian for her own selfish reasons, why would Ye Qian have to move out of Bian Jing?
Jiang Shu turned to look at Lu Changji, her eyes filled with resentment. "Lu Changji, killing is not enough. You've already taken me to the Xinyang Marquis' Mansion, so why are you trying to kill Ye Qian?"
Lu Changji's face was tense, but his words were very gentle: "You haven't had breakfast yet, let's go eat first, and after we finish..."
"I don't want to eat." Jiang Shu interrupted Lu Changji coldly. She looked away, as if she didn't even want to look at Lu Changji.
The carriage fell into silence. Lu Changji's chin trembled and he felt a dull pain in his chest. He bit his back teeth and suddenly chuckled.
"Why are you angry with me? Is it because you want me to transfer Ye Qian back to Bian Jing? Shu'er, do you want Ye Qian's life or his future, huh?"
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