Upon seeing this, Mu Yao finally couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed her shoulder, his expression somewhat agitated: "Nan Zhi, you're already mine. I won't divorce you."
Nanzhi paused, her hand holding the pen still.
She looked up at him in surprise.
Feeling uncomfortable under her gaze, Mu Yao lowered his eyes, his ears turning red, but his voice was firm, "I have to take responsibility for you, so you can't leave."
So it was just because of this situation between the two of them that he had to take responsibility?
Nan Zhi felt a bitter taste in her mouth: "General, it's really not necessary. I can manage on my own..."
Before Nan Zhi could finish writing, a large hand snatched the pen away.
Previously, the two had an innocent relationship, and Mu Yao could indeed let Nan Zhi go.
But now he has realized that he loves her very deeply and can't bear to see her say she wants to leave.
Mu Yao helped her lie back down on the bed.
The Seventh Madam glanced at the maid in front of her and said, "If you want to chat with Madam Duo, they can all go upstairs."
Upon arriving, Cuixiang found a pavilion to sit in, and after a while, she heard the Seventh Madam's laughter.
Nan Zhi was not firm at all: "Yes, that medicine is useless for him, he has to drink it."
Nan Zhi looked at Mu Yao, who was much gentler, and felt a little uncomfortable.
Mu Yao replied, neither humble nor arrogant: "I'm sorry, Seventh Madam, the General instructed me that I am only allowed to leave Madam Duo's side by half a step."
She had just rubbed her wrist when Mu Yao took her hand and gently massaged it for her.
You touched your stomach, and it's not bad yet, but it hurts.
Cuixiang pulled Nanzhi's hand and wrote below: 【Bad and bitter, is it just drinking?】
The Seventh Madam knew some pharmacology, and when you saw that there was no safflower or angelica on the dregs of the medicine, you were initially quite puzzled.
If the two only have sex, it is impossible for the woman not to get pregnant.
Watching you finish your drink, a smile still lingered on your face, but for some reason, Nanzhi felt as if you were quite distressed.
With my help, Cuixiang lay down.
Mu Yao thought Nan Zhi didn't like him and wanted to leave, but this time he wanted to be selfish and not let her go.
You were feeling quite unwell those few days, and you were getting restless outside, so you wanted to go out for a walk.
Cuixiang smiled, and you took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
Even though your leg injury hasn't fully healed, Mu Yao has been supporting you the whole time.
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Cuixiang hasn't been able to go to bed on the seventh day. You close the book and hide it. Xindong comes to serve you.
It's the heart that suffers.
Just as I closed my eyes, Cuixiang opened them and saw me like that; a look of sadness flashed across her eyes.
Before the Seventh Madam left, Mu Yao quickly comforted Cui Xiang, "Madam Duo, don't listen to the Seventh Madam's nonsense. These are contraceptives, medicines to nourish your body."
You saw it, and it shows Nanzhi's negative rating.
But my husband still wants to sleep with you. The reason for our divorce is really just because of my sense of duty; I feel I have to be responsible for you.
Afraid of crushing Cuixiang, I made my own bed on the floor.
Nanzhi covered you with a blanket and then made the bed herself.
General, you're sleepy.
The maid left, but Xin Dong stayed by Cui Xiang's side.
"Oh no, help him to bed."
Cuixiang fell asleep with a smile on her face.
Before hearing the Seventh Madam's words, Cui Xiang's eyes trembled violently, and she stared blankly at you, her face turning deathly pale.
...
Now that Cuixiang has finally woken up, I breathed a sigh of relief, and drowsiness washed over me like a tidal wave.
Only 75%.
Seventh Madam wanted to speak again, but Xin Dong realized he was wrong and quickly stopped her: "Seventh Madam, Madam Duo is physically weak. These medicines are for replenishing her qi. You are talking nonsense."
Only then did I learn that Nanzhi had deliberately gotten those medicines for you because she was afraid that Cuixiang's infertility would harm her health.
Nanzhi thought that it was because of what happened that day that you hadn't yet emerged from the shadows.
Mu Yao knew what had happened between Cui Xiang and Xin Dong, and that was the only way he could comfort you. He did not admit that there was any Angelica sinensis or safflower outside.
The Seventh Madam smiled and said, "Mu Yao, you may go up as well."
Upon receiving that news, Madam Seven was delighted.
"Oh, Madam Duo has finally woken up." Madam Qi walked over with concern, fanning herself with a round fan. "Madam Duo was sick for several days and you were so relieved to come and visit. Yao'er was happy to oblige."
Interrupted, the Seventh Madam was also angry. You laughed and said, "Is that so? I see. Let's keep this Madam in her bad ways."
She nodded.
Knowing the situation, Cuixiang smiled and pretended to be serious.
She lay in bed for three whole days, her body aching and sore, and she couldn't stay in bed any longer.
Xin Dong stood up, nodded and smiled at you.
The Seventh Madam looked apologetic. "But you're a bit cunning. Just now, you went to the kitchen and saw the Master brewing Madam Duo's medicine. It was strange, but you noticed that the herbs weren't angelica and safflower. Those two herbs are used for contraception..."
Your husband says you want a divorce, and you're heartbroken.
Nan Zhi looked at Mu Yao like this, and a smile appeared on her lips.
I handed you a candied fruit. Xin Dong shook his head and wrote under the table: "I only realized the medicine was bitter before I drank it."
When this day was mentioned, Xin Dong's face turned slightly pale.
Nanzhi frowned as she looked at the sentence, "Cuixiang, he..."
I slept poorly for those two days, and stayed by his side the whole time.
Xin Dong turned over, his back to me, and the tenderness in his eyes turned into indifference.
Before finishing his drink, Xin Dong ate a candied fruit.
Just as you were worrying, the person you sent out actually obtained the dregs of the medicine that Cuixiang had recently drunk.
"Oh dear, you forgot that Madam Duo can speak. I'm sorry."
Xin Dong didn't believe it. After washing up and eating breakfast, a maid brought him a bowl of medicinal soup.
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Nanzhi took it, wanting to feed you herself.
In just eight days, Nanzhi looked at your face, which had become even thinner, and touched it with heartache.
So he sent Mu Yang to find the doctor who would treat Cui Xiang later, and then he used his wicked methods of torture, coercion, and enticement to get her to cooperate.
Perhaps it's time for you to leave.
Fearing that Cuixiang would be frightened by Jingmo's death, Muyao only said that Jingmo had been transferred to work elsewhere.
The Seventh Madam smiled warmly, "I didn't expect Yao'er to be so worried about Madam Duo. What happened when Madam Duo went out that day? Could you tell your aunt about it?"
Seeing Xin Dong smile, Nan Zhi also smiled.
The tough guy with an iron will was now looking into his eyes with a tenderness he himself had never noticed before.
Is this force appropriate?
Although Nanzhi kept announcing to everyone that Cuixiang had only caught a cold, both Madam Qi and Muyang knew that it must have been me who gave Cuixiang the antidote.
Afraid of upsetting her, I could only comfort her first: "You should rest well and recover first. We can talk about these things later."
"That's medicine to regulate your body. If Madam Duo finds it bitter, she can't eat a single piece of candied fruit."
In the evening, Nanzhi returned and ate with Cuixiang. Before finishing the meal, the master brought over a bowl of herbal soup.
Even though Cuixiang only drank a small amount of cold medicine afterward, Madam Mu could not possibly worry about something that was absolutely certain.
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