Yu Nanqing had many words stuck in his throat, about to burst out, but with his thin lips slightly parted, he couldn't say anything. Finally, after a long silence, he murmured a single word: "Okay."
Even he himself didn't know how he uttered that word; there was even a barely perceptible tremor in his throat.
It was a simple answer, but Yu Nanqing seemed to have used all her strength. As soon as she opened her mouth, her fingertips felt as if they were sinking into something icy cold, and a cold sweat broke out on her back.
To his surprise, he actually agreed to Su Wanyan's request.
At that moment, he actually felt that he could get better.
Arabian Nights.
A chill ran through Yu Nanqing's heart. He feared that after hope came only repeated disappointment, just like when he had just lost his legs.
He was even more afraid that Su Wanyan's expectations of him would ultimately vanish into thin air.
However, before he could think further, Su Wanyan had already curled her beautiful lips into a smile: "Okay, it's a deal."
She lifted her skirt, turned her back to Yu Nanqing, and sat down at the desk: "So don't always tell me not to bother, because I actually have my own plans."
Yu Nanqing snapped out of her reverie: "Plans?"
"If I heal you, you'll definitely have the ability to stand up to the Emperor. And you and I have a life-or-death bond, right? I'm a complete stranger in this place, and with you as my backer, I'll be successful wherever I go."
Having a prince as a backer is definitely better than struggling alone in the outside world.
Let alone in ancient times, even in modern times, it is difficult for a person to survive when they leave their hometown. Although you may want to travel around this beautiful country, you cannot ignore the dangers involved.
There's a saying that goes, "Poor mountains and bad waters breed unruly people."
Life is so long; she can't possibly encounter only kind-hearted people.
With Yu Nanqing as their backer, they had the confidence and power they needed.
Of course, this was on the premise that Yu Nanqing could live under Emperor Yuanhe's watchful eye. However, she felt that the best path for Yu Nanqing was to leave the capital after she recovered from her illness.
She remembered that princes in ancient times all had fiefdoms. Cherishing life, staying away from Emperor Yuanhe, and living a leisurely life as a prince, rich and noble for the rest of their lives—how wonderful that would be!
Yu Nanqing couldn't believe what Su Wanyan was saying. She stared at Su Wanyan's back as she fiddled around for a long time before finally speaking, "Do you really think so? You... don't want wealth and luxury?"
"Yes, I want it." Su Wanyan turned around with amusement: "Aren't I fighting for wealth and status for myself right now?"
"..."
Is this all the wealth and luxury she sees?
"Oh dear, you should lie down," Su Wanyan advised when she saw him still struggling.
"..." Yu Nanqing was speechless. After a moment of stalemate, she finally lay down slowly.
Su Wanyan poured the medicine into a white porcelain jar, lit a candle, and used a stand to slowly heat the medicine for the final decoction.
Besides the medicine, she also needed to collect distilled water, but she had no help now. The four maids who were watching her seemed to be afraid of her after she sent them to fetch firewood and water yesterday, and they had moved their guards outside the courtyard.
It's obvious that they just want to be idle and don't want to work.
Therefore, she had to fetch the water herself from the small kitchen.
When she brought the medicine into the room, the first thing she did was to check the slowly heating medicine. Seeing that everything was alright, she then began to fiddle with the porcelain jars.
Yu Nanqing noticed that Su Wanyan rarely spoke when she was focused, but if she was even slightly distracted, she would chatter on and on like a chatterbox.
I still remember those first two nights when I met her. I didn't do what she asked, and she would chatter on and on for a whole day and night. Even now, she will mention it whenever she remembers it.
At first, he was really annoyed, thinking she was shameless and her behavior was vulgar, but at some point, he began to look forward to it.
He eagerly awaited Su Wanyan's eloquent voice, as if a splash of vitality had been added to his long-dormant life.
A strand of hair brushed against her cheek, and her face was flushed with a faint blush from her busyness. Yu Nanqing stared at her intently, lost in thought.
If only he were that strand of black hair.
Thinking this, he unconsciously reached out and lightly stroked Su Wanyan's cheek with the back of his fingers.
Su Wanyan was startled. Her shoulders trembled and she hurriedly backed away, looking back in surprise.
At the same time, Yu Nanqing suddenly came to his senses and belatedly realized that his hand had been outstretched without him noticing. Su Wanyan seemed to be startled by something. Yu Nanqing looked at her and his heart pounded as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body felt cold.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but couldn't find a suitable excuse.
Unexpectedly, Su Wanyan spoke first: "What! It was your hand! You scared me to death! I thought something flew into my face!"
"I……"
Su Wanyan patted her chest, still shaken, a hint of anger on her face, and frowned: "Don't scare me when I'm so serious, okay? You really can scare someone to death!"
When people are focused, their senses really become closed off, and they can be very easily startled at that moment.
Yu Nanqing pursed her lips and obediently withdrew her hand: "Sorry."
My body, which had just fallen into the ice cave, seemed to warm up little by little.
It turns out she didn't dislike him.
Su Wanyan flicked that strand of black hair fiercely, still angry: "Next time, just say what you want. Why did you touch me? This isn't over yet. Let me tell you, you'll have to give me half of whatever you make in the future!"
Yu Nanqing smiled at her words: "Okay."
His gentle voice carried a hint of joy.
His voice was already pleasant to hear, and seeing him smile, Su Wanyan could only suppress her dissatisfaction, saying, "Speak, what is it?"
"Cough..." Yu Nanqing stammered for a while, not knowing what excuse to use, before guiltily saying, "There was a mosquito."
Su Wanyan casually brushed her cheek with her hand: "What mosquito? You're just making this up."
She didn't pursue the matter further and turned back to studying her bottles and jars.
Outside the courtyard at this moment.
One of the maids monitoring Su Wanyan ran to the courtyard gate to report: "She went into her room."
"Not in the kitchen?" another maid asked.
"She's not here," the maid who brought the message shook her head.
"Where is the medicine pot?" one of the maids asked again.
The messenger replied, "It's still in the small kitchen."
"Did you throw away the dregs?"
"I didn't see her pour it out; it's still on the stove."
"Let's go take a look."
The four maids immediately headed towards the small kitchen.
On the stove in the small kitchen, there was indeed a medicine jar, and the dregs in the jar had not been emptied. One of the maids lifted the lid and looked inside, then suddenly took out a packet of white powder and poured it into the medicine jar.
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