He walked silently to the bedside, sat down on the stool, and quietly looked at Yun Shu.
Seeing that his complexion was still not good, Xiao Qingyin asked, "Have you eaten anything?"
"No."
Ning brought in a bowl of porridge.
"As soon as I woke up, I was in a hurry to see Xiaoshu, and I didn't even drink a sip of porridge."
It seems Wei Yan is indeed a bit obsessed.
Xiao Qingyin thought for a moment, then walked over, patted Wei Yan on the shoulder, and smiled, "Your visiting hours are over, it's time to go."
Wei Yan looked up blankly: "Visiting hours?"
“Xiao Shu is very weak right now and needs to rest more. Your sitting here is affecting the energy field, so you can’t stay here for too long.”
Wei Yan's expression changed slightly.
"Is it because I've been staying here that Xiaoshu hasn't woken up?"
It turned out that he was the one who hindered Xiao Shu...
"no."
Xiao Qingyin was both amused and exasperated; this fool was really getting stuck on something so trivial.
"It has nothing to do with you that Xiaoshu hasn't woken up yet, but if she does wake up and sees you ruining yourself like this, she'll definitely be angry."
Wei Yan looked down at his hands and feet.
Only then did he notice that the muscles he had painstakingly built up by practicing martial arts with Yun Shu had disappeared.
I doubt they could even lift a gun.
If Yun Shu saw him like this... she would definitely call him a weakling.
She has always looked down on weaklings.
A rumbling sound came from his stomach, and hunger swept through his body. He looked at Ning Shi and said softly, "Mother, give me the porridge."
Ning handed over the millet porridge and instructed, "Eat slowly, don't choke."
"Um."
Wei Yan slowly ate the porridge spoonful by spoonful, discovering for the first time that millet porridge was so fragrant and sweet.
He glanced at Yun Shu, wishing she could wake up and have some porridge with him.
When Ning saw that he was finally willing to eat, she felt relieved.
She said gratefully to Xiao Qingyin, "Your words were very helpful."
No matter how much she pleaded, Wei Yan wouldn't listen to her. She wished she could have someone hold him down and force him to swallow the medicine.
Xiao Qingyin persuaded him with just a few words.
It's just like using brine to curdle tofu; one thing can subdue another.
Xiao Qingyin chuckled: "It's not that my words had any effect, it's that he couldn't hold on any longer."
She only gave him a push.
To prevent Wei Yan from reverting to his old ways, after he finished his porridge, she set a rule for him: "From now on, you can only visit Xiao Shu once a day, and each visit must not exceed half an hour."
Wei Yan couldn't accept such a short visiting time and was about to object when Xiao Qingyin quickly added:
“I know you wish you could stay here every single hour of the day, but doing so won’t help Xiaoshu’s condition at all; it will only make you feel a little better.”
"If you really care about Xiaoshu, then go do what you're supposed to do and don't make her worry about you."
"Although she can't move now, she's not necessarily unconscious; she may be fully aware of what's happening in the outside world."
Wei Yan was startled.
Could it be that Xiao Shu actually knows what's happening?
He was immediately filled with shame.
If Xiao Shu had been "watching" him the whole time, she would have been furious and would have cursed him a thousand times over in her mind, calling him an idiot.
You can't help at all and you're just sitting here making others worry.
Besides, he looks awful with his stubble now.
And you haven't showered for so many days!
The thought had barely crossed his mind when his sense of smell returned, and a sour, foul odor assaulted his senses.
His face suddenly turned red, and he quickly stood up and said to Madam Ning, "Mother, let's go back to the manor first, and we'll come to visit Xiaoshu again tomorrow."
Ning nodded hastily, "Yes, okay!"
She said goodbye to everyone and led Wei Yan back home.
No sooner had they left than Yi Shuihan drove two pigs in.
He returned to the Yong'an Marquis's residence first before coming to the Zhongyong Marquis's residence.
After greeting Han and the others, he said to Xiao Qingyin, "I just returned to the manor, and the steward said that the pigs on the estate are ready to eat. I had two sent over. You can decide when to slaughter them."
Looking at the two medium-sized, well-proportioned, and robust hybrid pigs that looked delicious, Xiao Qingyin asked him, "These are your father's pigs, right? Did you ask him about them?"
Yi Shuihan: "..."
Of course I didn't ask.
He even forgot to tell the old man that he was going back to Kyoto.
"After you finish eating, tell him that if this pig doesn't eat meat soon, it will get old. I'm just helping him out."
Xiao Qing's music is unbearable.
I reckon the Marquis of Yong'an will scold him again.
As she expected, when Marquis Yong'an received Yi Shuihan's letter, he discovered that Yi Shuihan had not only returned to the capital but had also ruined the pigs he had raised for Qingqing. He was furious.
"You unfilial son! Not only do you treat me like a donkey, but you also eat my pig! I'm not going to serve this lousy ruler anymore!"
He's trying to usurp the throne!
From now on, Nandan belongs to him, and that unfilial son can forget about taking it back.
Yi Shuihan was not surprised at all to receive the reply that read "Get lost."
To thank the old man for his hard work in managing Nandan, he decided to eat a few more pigs for him.
...
Xiao Qingyin distributed all the local specialties she brought back, giving a share to the Marquis of Zhongyong, the Marquis of Jing'an, the General's Mansion, the Marquis of Yong'an, and the Zuo family.
When she went to the Zuo family to deliver local specialties, Zuo Miaomiao didn't come out to greet her with the usual lively enthusiasm she would have shown when she learned of her arrival.
The servants said she was ill and resting in bed.
Xiao Qingyin couldn't help but feel worried.
Upon meeting Zuo Miaomiao, she discovered that the situation was more serious than she had imagined.
Zuo Miaomiao leaned listlessly against the headboard. When she saw her arrive, she opened her mouth to greet her, but before she could even utter a word, tears streamed down her face.
"Oh, why am I starting to cry?"
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