Seeing that he had regained his balance, Su Wanyan spread the Xuan paper on the bed: "Here you go, paper and pen."
Yu Nanqing's hands trembled slightly as he slowly reached out and gripped the brush tightly in his hand.
"What do you want to write? Or do you want me to write it?"
Yu Nanqing was panting heavily, as if her life was about to end. Her frail body seemed to sway in the breeze. Upon hearing this, she asked, "You can read...? Didn't you say... the Marquis never cared about you..."
Wen Chen's voice was clearly weak, yet every word he uttered was steady and firm.
"I learned it secretly." Indeed, the original owner learned it secretly.
The characters of this era are somewhat similar to Small Seal script, but easier to recognize. Sometimes the original owner would secretly go to the clan school to watch his brothers and sisters take classes.
She hasn't learned much; she's only learned to recognize and write characters, and she doesn't know anything more advanced.
Yu Nanqing stopped talking to her and weakly uttered two more words: "Grind the ink."
Su Wanyan pouted, but still did as she was told.
Yu Nanqing's hands were clearly trembling, but the moment he put down his pen, he suddenly became steady, and his well-defined fingers exuded a calm and authoritative aura as he wrote.
Yu Nanqing was writing, and Su Wanyan was openly watching from the side. However, after watching for a long time, she still couldn't understand what Yu Nanqing was writing.
This is not the script of the Great Jin Dynasty.
Su Wanyan asked curiously, "Where are these characters from?"
After finishing writing, Yu Nanqing placed the pen on the bedside table: "Envelope..."
"Where can I find an envelope for you? You'll be lucky to even have any paper."
Seeing this, Yu Nanqing had no choice but to give up.
He slowly picked up the letter and folded it with difficulty. Su Wanyan couldn't bear to watch any longer and quickly took it from him, saying, "I'll do it, I'll do it."
It's heartbreaking to see him folding a letter as if it's about to kill him.
However, just as she snatched the letter away, Yu Nanqing suddenly grabbed her wrist with his large hand. He looked up, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at her.
"What?" That look is rather frightening.
Seeing that her eyes remained completely free of any impure thoughts, Yu Nanqing's thin, lifeless lips parted slightly: "Su Wanyan..."
"Um?"
"Don't lie to me..."
Su Wanyan was completely confused by his words: "What are you trying to lie to me about?"
Although Yu Nanqing looked weak, he tightened his grip on her hand. He slowly pulled Su Wanyan in front of him, and when their eyes met, they could even feel each other's breath on each other's faces.
Su Wanyan's mind immediately went into overdrive, and she instinctively tried to back away: "What do you want to do?"
Yu Nanqing held her tightly, not letting her back an inch, staring straight into her eyes, his voice almost a whisper: "In the West Market of the capital, on Gonglin Street, in the alley, find a blacksmith shop called 'Iron King Zhang,' and give the letter to the shopkeeper."
When Yu Nanqing said this, his voice was warm and pleasant, and his tone was steady and clear, so normal that Su Wanyan thought he wasn't sick at all.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Yu Nanqing coughed and covered his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from between his fingers.
Su Wanyan was startled: "Are you alright?"
Just as she was about to wipe away the blood, Yu Nanqing suddenly pushed her away.
Su Wanyan almost lost her balance when she saw him slowly collapse onto the bed, panting heavily as if he were exhausted: "Tomorrow is the sixteenth, go at Chenshi (7-9 AM). If you still can't find the craftsman's shop by Sishi (9-11 AM), then the day after tomorrow... the seventeenth, go again at Chenshi. Remember... keep it a secret."
In the capital, there are usually more people on the streets during market days on the 5th, 6th, and 7th of each month, as well as the 15th, 16th, and 17th of each month, making it easier to avoid being noticed.
The blacksmith shop is only open for one hour; if you miss it, you'll have to wait until next time.
However, there's no need to explain these things to her so clearly.
Su Wanyan was unaware of his thoughts and assumed he had something important to buy, so she nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, really, you can just say what you need, why are you pushing me like this? You always make me want to vomit blood, aren't you afraid you'll suddenly collapse!"
He never asked to buy anything before, even though he had no one to take care of him for so long. Now that she has only just managed to scrape together some money, he's already thinking about spending it.
Sigh, never mind. Seeing how miserable he looked, she decided not to hold it against him. Besides, she was planning to go shopping tomorrow anyway, so she might as well go along with it.
Yu Nanqing didn't speak. Seeing that she had agreed, he seemed unable to hold on any longer and drifted off to sleep.
Helpless, Su Wanyan called Xu Si over and asked him to bring a basin of hot water. She then rolled up her sleeves and began cleaning up the bloodstains he had just vomited.
After Su Wanyan's outburst, the talk of the town in the capital is now all about what happened at Prince Gong's Mansion.
Some people, wanting to verify whether Su Wanyan was telling the truth, went to the gate of Prince Gong's Mansion to find out. So, throughout the afternoon, there were many people passing by the gate of Prince Gong's Mansion.
Within a short period of one hour, the maids and servants in Prince Gong's mansion had been completely replaced.
This includes the guards and cooks in Prince Gong's Mansion.
The only difference this time was that the Emperor also sent a guard, saying that he was specifically responsible for protecting Yu Nanqing.
Su Wanyan knew that Emperor Yuanhe had ill intentions, but she thought that Emperor Yuanhe was not stupid enough to directly kill Yu Nanqing, so she ignored him.
Although it's still surveillance, there's one advantage now: Su Wanyan finally has someone to boss her around.
She instructed the maids from the palace to clean the main courtyard and arrange all the furnishings there.
Yu Nanqing was asleep in the main room. Su Wanyan told them not to make any noise while tidying up. Several side rooms in the main courtyard were also being tidied up.
Su Wanyan also asked them to clean the side room next to the main house first.
She's had nowhere to sleep these past few days and has been sleeping on the edge of the bed, which is uncomfortable and a bit chilly at night, plus she doesn't have a blanket.
Most importantly, the ground is dirty!
Originally, Xu Si was supposed to find her a chaise longue today, but something unexpected happened and she couldn't find one.
Now that the side room has been cleaned up, Su Wanyan can sleep there at night, and she can know immediately if Yu Nanqing makes any noise. It's perfect.
As for Xu Si, Su Wanyan sent him off to weed.
The front and back yards of the main house are overgrown with weeds, and it's unclear when they'll be cleared.
She kept Xu Si around because even though the previous maids and servants had been dealt with by Emperor Yuanhe, the newly sent ones were still his spies.
She needs to have people she can use.
Xu Si still thinks he has poison in his body that hasn't been cured yet, so if there's anything private, it's best to arrange for him to do it.
In addition, Emperor Yuanhe bestowed some clothes and jewelry upon them in the afternoon.
Su Wanyan looked at the style; it wasn't a particularly formal outfit, more like something she would wear casually when going out.
Perhaps because he saw her wearing a maid's clothes and playing the drum today, he was afraid that the people would gossip about her, so he gave her some clothes as a reward.
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