Call her sister-in-law
Cheng Yayin never knew that a person's body could not only withstand all harm like a mountain, but also open its arms to give her the most gentle protection.
She only had a few bruises on her body, but Pei Songsheng hit the back of his head on the ground and immediately passed out.
Go home, call a doctor, bandage the wound. Cheng Yayin was extremely frightened, but she managed to stay calm and arrange everything.
The doctor said that Pei Songsheng's other injuries were not serious, except for the wound on his head, which was a little serious, but it was not a vital injury, so he just needed to recuperate well.
Cheng Yayin listened carefully to the doctor's instructions, watched him write several prescriptions, and carefully asked about the time of use and dietary restrictions of the medicine. She personally sent the doctor out of the house, and when she returned to the inner courtyard, her hands and feet were still weak.
The servants were sent away to boil the medicine. She walked into Pei Songsheng's bedroom alone. Seeing his head wrapped in thick gauze, his eyes closed and his face pale, she suddenly lost her strength and slumped down on the edge of the bed, muttering, "Didn't you say you wanted to divorce? Why do you still make me owe you such a big debt?"
The doctor said that while Pei Songsheng's injuries weren't serious, it was a head injury after all, and he'd probably be unconscious for a day or two. Cheng Yayin, constantly caring for him, barely managed to feed him a few doses of medicine, and while his complexion improved, he remained unconscious.
In the blink of an eye, it was early morning of the next day. Birds were chirping outside the window, but the man who always disciplined himself still kept his eyes closed.
Pei Songsheng had been in a coma for the entire day, and Cheng Yayin had stayed by his side all night without closing her eyes. Her worries grew stronger and stronger. She wanted to get up and wash up with her already exhausted body, but her legs went weak and she knelt down beside the bed.
Cheng Yayin didn't get up, but simply lay on the edge of Pei Songsheng's bed in this position, burying her head deeply between her arms, her eyes becoming more and more sore.
What if something really happens to him?
I already owed him a lot, and now it’s even harder to pay him back.
The more Cheng Yayin thought about it, the more guilty she felt. It was all her fault. If she hadn't insisted on taking Pei Songsheng to Fanle Building, this wouldn't have happened.
She was immersed in endless regret, and suddenly felt something brush against the back of her hand that was resting on the edge of the bed.
The force was very light, with a hint of warmth, like being brushed by a feather, but it stirred up a huge wave in Cheng Yayin's heart. She looked up suddenly and saw Pei Songsheng had opened his eyes at some point and was looking at her intently.
"You, you're awake?" Cheng Yayin stared at him blankly. What filled her heart even faster than the joy was the worry and fear that she had been holding back for the entire night.
As soon as she opened her mouth, she burst into sobs, tears rolling down her cheeks without even bothering to wipe them away. She choked and said, "Why are you so stupid? It was so dangerous, but you insisted on saving me... Woohoo, it wouldn't be a big deal if I fell, but you got yourself into this state. How can I feel at ease..."
The more she spoke, the sadder she became, and she couldn't stop crying. Seeing how sad she was, Pei Songsheng immediately became flustered. He propped himself up and wanted to say something, but was pushed back by Cheng Yayin.
"You're still moving around." Cheng Yayin scolded him, but she felt even more wronged. "How can I be worthy of you neglecting your comfort like this? You don't even know what I've been doing behind your back. You fool, you've been so good to me, but you'll regret it one day."
"I won't regret it." Pei Songsheng didn't dare to stand up rashly. He couldn't bear to see her crying like a pear blossom in the rain. He wanted to reach out and wipe her tears, but he didn't dare to touch her. He could only comfort her helplessly, "I'm really fine. Don't blame yourself. This is not your fault."
Cheng Yayin couldn't hear anything Pei Songsheng said now. The more gentle and considerate she was, the more guilty she felt. Her tears flowed more violently. Pei Songsheng was so anxious that he almost sat up. He leaned closer and coaxed her, "Don't cry. Look, I'm really fine. Besides... I'm willing to do anything for you, sister-in-law."
Cheng Yayin's crying stopped instantly. She raised her head, staring at him with watery eyes, and asked in disbelief, "What did you call me just now?"
Pei Songsheng seemed to be a little embarrassed by the words he blurted out in a hurry just now. His ears were red. He turned his head away from Cheng Yayin's sight and called out again: "Sister-in-law."
Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his unsteady voice still revealed his tender feelings.
Cheng Yayin opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word for a long time. She pointed at him and then at herself tremblingly, and was so scared that she couldn't cry.
Before she could recover from her shock, Pei Songsheng continued, "Sister-in-law, don't blame yourself. Returning home to worship our ancestors was out of filial piety. No one could have expected to encounter bandits on the road. My eldest brother has a chronic illness and couldn't accompany you to protect you. As your brother, I naturally have to take responsibility for him. You're not to blame for the injury. I'm just glad that I arrived in time and didn't let you get hurt."
Sister-in-law? Returning to hometown to worship ancestors? Eldest brother? Chronic illness?
The more Cheng Yayin listened, the weirder it seemed. Why did this story sound so familiar?
The first story she wrote under the name Song Lingjun was titled "Locking the Hairpin and Ring." She had just married Pei Songsheng at the time and was still recovering from an illness. Her illness, coupled with her hasty marriage, left her feeling overwhelmed with sorrow. Her initial motivation for writing was to relieve her anxieties.
"The Locking Hairpin and Ring" tells the story of a cloth merchant's daughter, forced to marry the eldest son of the local tycoon to pay off a debt due to her family's decline. The son, injured in a horse accident early in life, has been bedridden ever since. A Taoist priest has calculated the marriage, advising that the cloth merchant's daughter's horoscope can compensate for the son's inherent deficiencies, and that a marriage that auspiciously arouses good fortune will bring about a reversal of fortune.
The poor daughter of a cloth merchant found herself a widow upon her marriage, facing the cold shoulder and harassment of her in-laws as her husband's illness showed no signs of improvement. Trapped in the inner chambers of the palace, she was unaware that her husband's younger brother had long harbored feelings for her. On a trip back to her hometown to pay respects to her ancestors, she was unexpectedly attacked by bandits. While protecting her, her younger brother fell down a hillside and was injured. Out of guilt, she naturally took good care of him, and this moved her heart...
What is written in the book is exactly like this moment.
Cheng Yayin asked tremblingly, "What's your name?"
Pei Songsheng, who was standing before him, still had that gentle, elegant face. His usually calm expression now held a hint of confusion. He replied, "Yang Zhilan."
Cheng Yayin shuddered, then pointed at herself again: "I... Yao Wanniang?"
Pei Songsheng nodded.
Cheng Yayin looked at his tightly wrapped head, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. She suddenly stood up and went out, calling anxiously, "Lanyue, Yixing, quickly get the doctor over here."
Doctor Fang, who had been there yesterday, was urgently summoned again, thinking that the prescription he had prescribed yesterday had caused some problem. The frightened old man rushed into the inner courtyard. After a thorough examination, Cheng Yayin asked someone to move to the side hall and inquire about the cause of the illness.
Doctor Fang stroked his beard and said nothing, frowning in thought.
Seeing this, Cheng Yayin's panic grew even stronger. She couldn't help but ask, "Is it good or bad? Just tell me straight away. Is it serious?"
"Madam, please don't worry." Doctor Fang waved his hand. "As I said yesterday, Lord Pei's injuries are just superficial. They will heal with some rest. But as for this mental disorder... I couldn't ask you directly just now. May I ask, Madam, who does Lord Pei think he is?"
"This..." Cheng Yayin said vaguely, "It seems like someone from a book."
Doctor Fang nodded and said, "In my opinion, you must have hit your head, causing blood clots in your brain, which has hindered blood circulation and triggered hysteria. Perhaps you've been reading something recently, and your mind is constantly thinking about it, so your mind is confused and you've confused yourself with the characters in the book."
Cheng Yayin didn't bother to think about when Pei Songsheng had read her book, and hurriedly asked, "Then how can this disease be cured?"
"Madam, don't worry too much. Since it's caused by blood stasis, it will heal once the blood in the brain dissipates. However, this won't be a quick fix. Besides taking good care of yourself and avoiding overwork, you also need to take blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicine. You'll be fully recovered in ten days at the fastest, or a month at the slowest. But before you recover, there's one thing you must remember."
Cheng Yayin asked nervously, "What's the matter?"
"Madam, please remember, never tell the master his true identity directly. Just follow his lead and do whatever he thinks he is. A hysterical person is like a sleepwalker. If you force them to wake up, they may go crazy, and then it will be difficult to save them."
"Ah?" Cheng Yayin was terrified. She still wanted to... go along with him?
She thought about what she had written—Yang Zhilan and Yao Wanniang had developed feelings for each other, but due to their status, they had to hide it deep in their hearts. They comforted each other from afar in the fortified house, where they never saw the sun, but their feelings grew stronger and stronger. Finally, one stormy night, they broke through the strict moral barriers between men and women in the ancestral hall and had a secret affair with each other. Until their affair was exposed, the enraged Yang family head threatened to have Yao Wanniang drowned in a pond. The night before the drowning, Yang Zhilan set himself on fire in the ancestral hall, sacrificing his life to buy Yao Wanniang's freedom...
Is she going to act out this ill-fated couple drama with Pei Songsheng, separated by life and death?
Just thinking about it makes my hair stand on end.
After seeing Doctor Fang off, Cheng Yayin returned to her room to see Pei Songsheng. He was half leaning against the headboard, his eyes closed and his brows slightly furrowed, as if enduring discomfort. Hearing footsteps, he opened his eyes again, his expression normal, and called out with a smile, "Sister-in-law."
Cheng Yayin was so shocked by the shout that she almost turned around and left.
It was so weird that Pei Songsheng looked at her with such eyes and called her sister-in-law.
She was trying her best to convince herself to accept this matter and must not reveal any clues in front of him. Pei Songsheng saw that her face was not right and thought that she was still worried about her injury, so he quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I feel much better now."
"But what did the doctor say just now? Sister-in-law knows that doctors always exaggerate to get more money for medicine. In fact, it's not that serious. It's just some superficial injuries. It will heal in three to five days. If you keep frowning, I'm afraid you will ruin your health."
Lan Yue and Yi Xing followed Cheng Yayin in. Previously, they only heard their master say that the son-in-law was not feeling well, but they did not know the details. Now, hearing Pei Songsheng calling her sister-in-law all the time, the expressions of the two people were wonderful in their own way.
Cheng Yayin sighed, stopped Pei Songsheng from talking, and said, "Okay, stop talking and have a good rest. I'll come see you later."
After saying this, she walked out with two maids, and said in a low voice as she walked: "You have all heard the doctor's instructions just now. Remember not to reveal the truth in front of him. To be on the safe side, his current situation cannot be known to others, otherwise..."
Lan Yue suddenly stopped and motioned Cheng Yayin to look at the door.
Cheng Yayin turned and saw Jian Zhu, Pei Songsheng's personal attendant, standing at the door. He was holding a tray with a bowl of steaming medicine on it. He had been standing there for who knew how long, but he had clearly taken everything in. His mouth was wide enough to fit an egg.
Cheng Yayin sighed and waved to him, "Jian Zhu, come here."
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