Chapter 15
The next day, Mu Zhaoshi took her second daughter, Mu Wanyi, out of the manor to worship Buddha at the temple next to the villa. A few days later, Aunt Wang followed closely behind, hurriedly taking Mu Xingzi, who was not yet fully recovered, to the villa.
Mu Wanyi has been staying at the villa for several days, and may have even met Prince Mu. Aunt Wang is extremely anxious and insists on making sure Mu Xingzi gets to eat this hot porridge.
In a short time, almost everyone in the mansion left, leaving only Mu Yulu to guard the house.
Unfortunately, Mu Yulu fell ill at this time.
Her illness came on suddenly, as if her body was retaliating against her for not taking care of herself. She began to have recurring fevers, so high that she was delirious and disoriented, losing all sense of time.
At the height of her fever, she actually grabbed Xinyun's hand and called out Mu Qinhan's name.
Xinyun was terrified, not knowing what her young mistress was up to.
Miss, don't you already dislike Prince Mu?
Was he delirious from the fever or was this a genuine expression of his feelings during his illness?
She was very worried that Mu Yulu would become mentally impaired from the fever, so she took care of her every day without leaving her side, even preparing medicine while standing at the door of Mu Yulu's room.
Mu Yulu was so ill that she absolutely needed someone to take care of her. Fortunately, Xinyun came up with this idea: she moved the medicine pot out of the kitchen and bought a small stove, which she then placed in the yard. Every day, she would use this small stove to boil medicine and cook porridge.
Mu Yulu was very ill and could not eat much. She could only drink a few mouthfuls of thin porridge each day, and this small stove was enough to cook the porridge.
Seeing Mu Yulu's haggard appearance due to her illness, Xinyun felt even more distressed.
The master said he wanted the young lady to recuperate properly in the mansion, but in reality, he simply left her alone there and didn't care whether she lived or died.
Madam and the Second Miss moved to the villa a few days ago. Yesterday, Mu Yugang also led Aunt Wang and the Third Miss away from the Mu residence, taking most of the maids, servants, and all the cooks with him.
The once grand Mu mansion is now just an empty shell, with only the seriously ill Mu Yulu and her only maid, Xinyun, left to depend on each other for survival.
Although a few old women and maids were left in the mansion to look after things, Xin Yun could hardly command them. The people of the Mu family had never taken Mu Yulu seriously, and now that she was ill, no one paid any attention to them.
Therefore, Xinyun was the only one busy taking care of the seriously ill Mu Yulu, both inside and outside the courtyard.
Actually, that wasn't so bad. Xinyun wasn't afraid of hardship. What worried her most was that Mu Yulu's illness was very recurring. After a few doses of medicine, all the money she had saved up was gone.
Xin Yun had no choice but to sell her clothes and jewelry that she had accumulated over the years, and exchange them for some copper coins to pay for a doctor for Mu Yulu.
But this is not a long-term solution. The money she has saved will not last long. If Mu Yulu's fever does not subside, she will probably have to ask other doctors to take a look, and there will be many more times when she needs money.
Xin Yun never expected that a young lady from a wealthy family in the capital would ever be unable to afford medical treatment; it's hard to believe if word got out.
Two days later, the last dose of medicine was decocted, but Mu Yulu's condition still hadn't improved; in fact, it seemed much worse than it had been a few days earlier.
On the night when the fever was at its worst, Mu Yulu called out Mu Qinhan's name all night long. Her voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, as if she were weeping and pleading, which was heartbreaking to hear.
Who can burn for that long?
By the time the fever breaks, the person will probably be mentally impaired.
Xin Yun looked sadly at Mu Yulu lying on the bed, muttering to herself. She guessed that the young lady was just being stubborn, but in reality she still couldn't let go of Prince Mu. Otherwise, why would she unconsciously call his name while she was sick?
As she thought about it, she began to worry about her young mistress again. If Mu Yulu really became mentally impaired from the burns, then she would have even less chance of marrying Prince Mu.
She sighed heavily, made a decision in her heart, and stood up resolutely to walk outside.
Just then, Mu Yulu woke up from her deep sleep. She called out to Xinyun and asked her to pour her a glass of water. While drinking, she asked her where she had been going.
Xinyun dared not hide the truth: "I'm going to the manor to find the master and ask him for some silver so I can go find a doctor for Miss."
Mu Yulu shook her head with a wry smile: "Don't waste your time. First of all, you won't even be able to get into the manor."
Xin Yun's voice was full of heartache: "But Miss can't just keep burning up like this, what if her brain gets damaged?"
Mu Yulu reached out to Xinyun to help her up. She took two shaky steps and gasped for breath, "I've been lying in bed these past few days, and my bones are all limp. Getting some fresh air might help me recover faster. Don't worry, I'm not going to die."
As she spoke, she looked up and saw a new dress on the table.
She turned to Xinyun and asked, "Whose clothes are on the table?"
Xin Yun followed Mu Yulu's gaze and then smiled, "This was sent by Guard Feng a few days ago. He left some silver for me to buy medicine for you, Miss."
At this point, Xinyun's smile faded: "Those medicines are too expensive. Now we've run out of medicine and money, and Miss's illness is still not cured."
Mu Yulu frowned as she looked at the dress.
The clothes were brightly colored and exquisitely embroidered, clearly expensive. Why would Feng Wentang buy her such expensive clothes for no reason?
However, she soon realized that this dress was from the same clothing store as the one Mu Xingzi had made for the temple fair.
Then she understood. It seemed that Feng Wentang thought she had quarreled with Mu Xingzi over a piece of clothing and had caused such a commotion in the mansion, so he secretly went to the same clothing store and bought her a new dress.
Looking at the garment lying quietly on the table, Mu Yulu felt a pang of tenderness in her heart.
Xin Yun observed Mu Yulu's expression and timely offered Feng Wentang's assistance: "This Guard Feng is truly thoughtful and treats Miss very well. I suppose he heard that Qingwu Courtyard had caused you trouble over a piece of clothing, so he quickly went to the same clothing store to pick out a new dress for you. Miss, do you like it?"
Mu Yulu simply smiled and didn't respond to Xinyun's words.
Xinyun continued, talking to herself, "If Guardian Feng were still in the capital, I could go and find him. He would definitely seek medical treatment for you, Miss, and wouldn't leave you here alone."
Following her words, Mu Yulu asked, "Is Protector Feng not in the capital right now? Where did he go?"
Xinyun sighed: "He went to transport goods with the escort agency. When he came to deliver the clothes, he told me that there was a very important shipment to be sent to the White Tiger Kingdom. The master was worried about the escort agency, so he ordered him to escort it with them. They have to set off early this morning."
Mu Yulu's expression turned serious when she heard the words "White Tiger Kingdom". When she heard Xinyun say that Feng Wentang would set off early this morning, she seemed to have confirmed something in her heart and grabbed Xinyun's hand.
Xin Yun trembled slightly in pain, not understanding how Mu Yulu could have so much strength while ill.
She turned to look at Mu Yulu in confusion, but was startled by her deathly pale face: "Miss, what's wrong?"
Mu Yulu took a deep breath: "We can't go, we can't go to the White Tiger Kingdom."
If his memories from his past life are correct, it was probably around this time that Feng Wentang and the escort agency transported a batch of goods to the White Tiger Kingdom.
Whether it was because the goods were too valuable or because the escort agency they hired was incompetent, the goods were stolen before they even entered the territory of the White Tiger Kingdom.
Actually, losing the goods wasn't the main problem; the real issue was that the gang of thugs who robbed the goods were completely unethical.
Generally speaking, bandits also have their own rules. Once they have robbed the goods, they will not harm anyone. However, not only did those bandits steal the goods, they also killed all the people transporting the goods. Feng Wentang escaped the calamity because of his high level of martial arts, but he also lost an arm in that disaster.
Thinking of this, Mu Yulu shuddered.
She hurriedly went to the table, picked up a pen, and wrote a handwritten letter with trembling hands. The letter was very simple: she asked Feng Wentang to return immediately, and if he could not return, she should immediately change the route of the shipment.
She was still ill and already had little strength. At this moment, she was anxious and her hand was trembling as she wrote.
Her memories of Feng Wentang from her past life ended there.
The guard who lost an arm was naturally worthless. He could no longer wield a sword or protect anyone. After returning to the Mu residence to recover from his injury, he disappeared. No one knew where he went, and in fact, no one cared.
But in this life, Mu Yulu cares.
She solemnly placed the letter into Xinyun's hand: "Go to the escort agency now, find out their route for transporting goods, and then go to Feng Wentang and give him this letter. Tell him that if he has to transport this batch of goods and cannot turn back halfway, then he should change his route immediately."
After a moment's thought, she instructed, "If you're going to change your route, then go by water instead of land."
Xin Yun was completely confused. She took the letter from Mu Yulu with a blank expression. "Miss, why did you suddenly ask Guard Feng and the others to change their route?"
Mu Yulu naturally couldn't explain it to her; the situation was urgent, and she couldn't afford to explain slowly.
She forced herself to stand up and gave Xinyun a hard push: "Don't ask so many questions now, hurry up and go, or it will be too late."
Xin Yun also became anxious along with Mu Yulu: "But Miss, you are still sick and need someone to stay by your side. I have to stay here to take care of you."
She gritted her teeth and came up with a plan: "How about this, I'll ask the old women in the mansion to find someone to help me make a trip. It's for the master's goods, so I don't think they'll refuse."
"It's not about the goods, it's about the people!" Mu Yulu was even more anxious: "The goods are gone, but the people are gone forever. Listen to me, you must deliver this letter in person."
Before Xinyun could reply, Mu Yulu gripped her hand even tighter and said, word by word, "Human life is at stake. I don't trust anyone else, I only trust you."
Xin Yun stood there, stunned.
She stared blankly at Mu Yulu, noticing that although Mu Yulu looked extremely anxious, she was still quite articulate when she spoke, not like someone who was delirious from fever.
After hesitating for a moment, she put the letter in her bosom, told Mu Yulu to take good care of herself during this time, and then turned and ran outside.
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