At this moment, He Yi was in a state of confusion and had no mind to pay attention to him. She just stood silently by the bed, holding her father's cold hand tightly, and tears silently streamed down her face.
"Dad, wake up... please wake up..."
Zheng Yu walked to the desk and saw several documents scattered on it, one of which was open and the handwriting on it was rather messy. He picked up the document, and after reading only a few lines, his expression changed.
Someone actually impeached Minister Zheng for embezzlement and bribery, accused him of colluding with the emperor's relatives and having ulterior motives, and even listed several unsubstantiated "evidence".
The memorial was signed by a censor whose name they had never heard of before.
[Holy crap! This official is known for his integrity! This is a frame-up!]
Who is so malicious as to impeach Minister Zheng at this time?
They're definitely after the Minister's residence!
Zheng Yu's knuckles cracked as he gripped the booklet, his eyes blazing with terrifying fury. He turned to look at Gu Minghe, naturally worried that Gu Minghe would see it. "Young Master, this is a family matter. Please don't get involved."
Gu Minghe was taken aback, then his face darkened: "Zheng Yu, I am Zheng Heyi's fiancé. You want me to leave here now?"
Zheng Yu sneered, "What fiancé? It's true that marriages are arranged by parents and matchmakers, but my father is in this state now, so what's the point of talking about it? Go away!"
"You're utterly unreasonable!" Gu Minghe's face turned ashen. "I came here to help you, and you're turning away this kind person? It's like a dog biting Lü Dongbin, not recognizing a good heart..."
"Enough!" He Yi turned around, glaring at the two of them with resentment. Her voice was hoarse. "Is this the time to argue? My father is still lying here!"
He Yi's gaze swept over Gu Minghe and Zheng Yu, her eyes filled with exhaustion and disappointment. "You two... go outside and argue!"
Gu Minghe and Zheng Yu were stunned by the look in her eyes and were speechless for a moment. The atmosphere was as heavy as frozen ice.
The sky outside the window had darkened without me noticing...
[Poor He Yi, the villainous female supporting character! While the male lead and the male supporting character are arguing, she's bearing it all alone!]
Please! Let Minister Zheng get better soon!
[Warning: A much larger conspiracy may be brewing!]
"Princess, there are no problems for now. If any emergencies occur, please remember to contact me immediately. I will take my leave now." With that, the physician cupped his hands in farewell.
He Yi hurriedly got up. "Hongyu, see Doctor Li off for me." Hongyu rushed over. Before leaving, the doctor turned back and glanced at Minister Zheng on the bed. His cloudy eyes darted between He Yi and Zheng Yu.
In the end, he didn't say anything more, only instructing her to give the patient the tranquilizers on time and in the correct dosage. Then he politely bowed and left, gently closing the door to shut out the whispers outside.
He Yi looked at Minister Zheng, who was dying on the bed. Although she was an imposter, Minister Zheng had been so good to her during this time that she had come to regard him as her father.
She had Qingju bring warm water, and used a handkerchief to wipe her father's bloodless face again and again. When her fingertips touched the coldness on her father's forehead, her elbows trembled violently.
The water in the copper basin rippled in circles, just like the surging emotions in her heart. He Yi's pale, paper-like face was reflected in the water.
Zheng Yu watched from He Yi's side, wanting to help, but He Yi remained silent. Zheng Yu reached out to tidy up her disheveled hair, but his fingertips stopped in mid-air.
He Yi was stunned, feeling as if time had frozen. How could her father, who was perfectly fine, have suddenly fainted?
It was said to be an illness, but the doctor was reluctant to discuss it. In fact, the doctor had already hinted at it, but He Yi couldn't quite grasp it at the moment.
Hearing footsteps, He Yi stopped her wild thoughts.
"Eat something first," Zheng Yu reminded her in a hoarse voice. He Yi turned to look at Zheng Yu, whose brother had somehow made old duck soup in the kitchen.
The porcelain bowl had already been handed to He Yi, and at that moment, the old duck soup was emitting a fragrant steam. "Father's pulse has stabilized. The imperial physician said that as long as he gets through tonight, there will be no major problems. Don't worry too much."
He Yi has no appetite at all.
Her gaze remained fixed on her father. Minister Zheng's chest rose and fell slightly. The situation was not good. Although she had already helped her father take his medicine, Minister Zheng's face was still deathly pale.
He Yi was reluctant to leave, as if if she stood up, took a walk around, and came back, her anger would vanish into thin air.
“Brother,” He Yi said softly, “Dad was perfectly fine, how could he suddenly…”
Before she could finish speaking, her throat tightened and she couldn't say anything more. Zheng Heyi hurriedly bit her lower lip, forcing herself not to cry. Now that her father was in this state, if she were to give up, who knew what problems would arise in the vast Shangshu Mansion.
"Don't overthink it. We'll investigate slowly once Dad wakes up," Zheng Yu said calmly, without telling He Yi about the shocking contents of the booklet he had just seen.
However, his sudden clenching of his fist still betrayed his uneasy and anxious state of mind. Everything in that book was like a knife to the heart. If he hadn't put it away in time and let He Yi see it, there would probably have been more complications.
He Yi forced herself to eat two mouthfuls of rice before finally remembering something. She raised her eyes and glanced outside, her gaze unfocused. "Is the young master still outside?"
The way the two men were arguing made He Yi feel uneasy. Her father's life was still uncertain, yet they were still arguing over something unfounded, which made He Yi inexplicably irritable.
"I had the housekeeper take him back," Zheng Yu said vaguely.
In fact, he personally "invited" Gu Minghe out of the Minister's residence.
Before leaving, the young master wanted to visit Heyi again, but Zheng Yu coldly blocked him. In Zheng Yu's view, Gu Minghe's concern at this moment was so inappropriate.
Hearing this, He Yi only gave a sullen "hmm" in response. Zheng Yu reminded her to eat something, and He Yi lowered her head and took a sip of the old duck soup. The warm sweetness slid down her throat, but no matter what, it could not warm the coldness in her heart.
She knew Zheng Yu was trying his best to comfort her, but it all felt like a heavy stone weighing on her heart.
Zheng Yu was also curious. Minister Zheng was known for his integrity as an official, so how could he be accused of corruption? The idea of colluding with the Empress Dowager's relatives was utter nonsense. He had long since severed ties with Consort Lin's side; where would he have any relatives to collude with?!
Seeing that He Yi had eaten a little, Zheng Yu gently reminded her again.
But this time it sounded like an order. Zheng Yu's voice was low but authoritative—"Finish the soup." After He Yi finished drinking, Zheng Yu took the bowl from her hand, took out a plate of osmanthus cake from the food box, and brought it to her lips. "Try this. It's your favorite food."
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