Chapter 62 The Shock
Fu Yunxiu led two squads of guards to knock on the gate of the Yunyang Earl's residence. Without waiting for the servants to announce their arrival, he led his men straight in. The imposing presence of the guards startled the servants in the front courtyard, who hurriedly ran to report to the Yunyang Earl.
At this moment, the Earl of Yunyang was scolding the doctor who came to treat his beloved concubine in the main courtyard because of his concern for her face. When he heard that someone had barged into the mansion, he became even more furious.
"This is outrageous! I'd like to see who dares to be so bold."
Once both teams of soldiers had entered, Fu Yunxiu gave the order, "Search."
"Let's see who dares." A dignified voice came from inside, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice. The newcomer was a middle-aged man.
He was in his forties, with a fat head, big ears, and a big belly; one could tell at a glance that he was the owner of this house—the Earl of Yunyang.
The Marquis of Yunyang stopped under the eaves and questioned Fu Yunxiu aggressively, "Who are you, daring to lead troops to trespass into my Marquis of Yunyang's residence?"
“My young master is Fu Yunxiu, the eldest son of the Marquis’s mansion,” the steamed bun replied.
Fu Yunxiu?
Yunyangbo frowned, looking puzzled.
He had heard of the eldest son of this marquis's family; rumors circulated that he was sickly and wouldn't live past twenty-five. But the man before him had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an air of nobility. His presence was undeniable, and he didn't look like someone on the verge of death at all.
But now is clearly not the time to talk about that.
The Earl of Yunyang sneered, "Who do we have here? It's Young Master Fu! Why are you leading troops into my Earl of Yunyang's residence in such a grand manner?"
“Your family abducted a woman on Changqing Street today. I request that you return her to me, Lord.” Fu Yunxiu said.
Changqing Street? Marquis Yunyang was slightly surprised; he had come for that woman. But the woman didn't seem to come from a wealthy family, yet she was connected to the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion.
I don't know what the lady did to that woman, or if she's still alive.
Yunyangbo frowned, but quickly calmed himself down and prepared to test the waters first.
Perhaps this young master Fu is just here to go through the motions at someone's request.
To be honest, the Earl of Yunyang is quite foolish. If he were merely acting on someone's behalf, would Fu Yunxiu have needed to mobilize such a large force, sending both his own troops and himself?
The Earl of Yunyang spoke up, "It is indeed true. May I ask who this woman is to Young Master Fu?"
“My people.” Fu Yunxiu said succinctly.
Yunyangbo was taken aback: "..." He seemed to be spouting nonsense.
However, judging from his tone, Yunyangbo could tell that Fu Yunxiu and this woman had a close relationship.
This is a difficult situation.
Although the Yunyang Earl's Mansion is not afraid of the Marquis's Mansion now, it is still not good to break off relations.
He chuckled and said, "My wife used that woman's flower dew, which caused her face to ulcerate, so we invited her over for questioning. We've already sent her away. Didn't you see her when you came, Young Master Fu?"
He spoke with a doubtful look on his face, as if it were true.
But Fu Yunxiu had been observing people's expressions and demeanor since he was a child in the Marquis's mansion, and he could tell at a glance that he was lying.
The Earl of Yunyang was always vengeful, and his concubine was also arrogant and domineering. Fu Yunxiu was almost certain that Aman had met with misfortune.
Having exhausted all his patience, Fu Yunxiu said no more, "In that case, I'll be rude and proceed with the search."
With a wave of his hand, all the guards of the manor were dispatched, and the servants of the Yunyang Marquis's mansion also rushed over with sticks to confront him. The two sides were about to clash, and the situation was extremely critical.
"Does Young Master Fu not take my Yunyang Marquisate seriously?" the Marquis of Yunyang said coldly.
"As the saying goes, courtesy comes before force. I believe I have been courteous, but since you, my lord, refused, I have resorted to this tactic." After saying this, Fu Yunxiu waved his hand again and said, "Search! Anyone who dares to obstruct us, arrest them."
Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Although the Marquis's mansion is now in decline, it still holds a significant advantage over the Earl's mansion in terms of rank. No matter how arrogant the Earl of Yunyang is, he doesn't dare to truly confront the Marquis's mansion.
Upon hearing this, the guards of the Marquis's mansion drew their swords. The sound of swords being drawn echoed one after another, startling the servants who were holding sticks. They looked at each other, completely bewildered.
Seeing that their master made no move, the servants lost their footing. The guards, seeing this, put away their weapons and went to the inner courtyard.
The Marquis of Yunyang stood under the corridor as the guards of the Marquis's mansion filed in behind him, some even sneaking past him. He was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Oh well, so what if he finds the person?
What noble birth could a woman who makes a living by selling her wares have? She's dead, so be it. Would the Marquis of Cheng'an's mansion really make an enemy of his Earl's mansion for the sake of a woman?
The Yunyang Earl's Mansion was a residence bestowed by the late emperor. Although luxurious and exquisite, it did not occupy a large area. This, in turn, made things convenient for Fu Yunxiu.
Soon, a servant came to report, "Young Master, there is a locked woodshed in the Lotus Courtyard, and something seems amiss inside."
Upon hearing this, Yunyang Bo, who was glaring at Fu Yunxiu, couldn't help but frown, which Fu Yunxiu happened to notice.
This seems to be the place.
“Break it open,” Fu Yunxiu said.
"Yes." The soldier acknowledged the order and went ahead, with Fu Yunxiu following closely behind.
Even though Fu Yunxiu had prepared himself mentally, he still couldn't help but clench his fists when he actually saw Aman covered in wounds.
In the messy woodshed, Aman was thrown in like a rag, her neat clothes now soaked in blood. She lay there quietly, seemingly lifeless.
“Ah…” Fu Yunxiu’s throat tightened, and every step he took felt like being slowly tortured to death.
"Ah, Ah Man, how are you, Ah Man?" Fu Yunxiu reached out his hand, but dared not touch her easily, so he could only reach out to check her breath.
His breath was faint, but it was already good news for Fu Yunxiu.
Seeing the scene before him, Mantou was also burning with anger, glaring intently at Yunyang Bo.
He was perfectly fine when he left this morning, how did he end up like this? That old bastard, he deserves to die.
But right now, Fu Yunxiu was panicked, panting heavily, completely lost.
"Young master, let's take Aman back first," Mantou said.
"Yes, you're right. Go, go and invite Old Master Cheng. Go, hurry up!" Fu Yunxiu instructed as he carefully reached out to hug Aman.
The blood on his clothes stained his hands, and the faint, stinging sensation felt like silver needles piercing his heart.
A sharp pain shot through his heart, causing Fu Yunxiu to grit his teeth involuntarily, but his movements remained gentle as he picked up Aman and said softly, "Aman, let's go home."
The guards escorted Fu Yunxiu out of the courtyard. Inside, Yao Shi, who was being held captive by the guards, was still cursing and swearing, "What are they trying to do? That bitch made my face look like this, and I haven't even settled the score with her yet!"
"You're not allowed to leave! I'm telling you, you're not allowed to leave!"
Fearing the broadswords in the hands of the guards, Madam Yao could only vent her anger verbally, "Master, stop them, don't let them get away."
Uncle Yunyang stood in the courtyard, coldly observing everything before him, neither stopping it nor uttering a sound.
But Fu Yunxiu did not want to give up.
It is said that long illness makes one a doctor, and having been in contact with Master Cheng for many years, he had also dabbled in medical skills. Even from a distance, he could tell from Yao's face that the ulcers on her face were not caused by external factors, but by her internal weakness and emotional turmoil, which caused acne.
It's just that the lack of timely treatment caused it to worsen, which is why it looks like the face has rotted.
If a layman like him could see something so obvious, how could the physician of the Yunyang Marquis's mansion not see it?
Therefore, his Ah Man was clearly wronged and suffered an undeserved disaster.
"Lord Shao, I demand an explanation from the Yunyang Marquis's Mansion regarding this matter." Leaving behind these harsh words, Fu Yunxiu hurriedly carried Aman away.
The guards followed them away in a flurry. The Earl of Yunyang glanced at his household servants and cursed them as "useless trash."
Confess? What's there to confess?
It's just that a woman was injured. Even if she dies, we'll just have to pay some money. It's no big deal.
Could it be that the Marquis of Cheng'an's mansion would become an enemy of the Earl of Yunyang's mansion because of this?
In the past, he would have been somewhat afraid, but now, the Cheng'an Marquis's mansion was only superficially glorious, and in reality it was just an empty shell, unlike his Yunyang Earl's mansion, which had the trust of the King of Yu.
When King Yu ascends the throne in the future, even if he were a marquis, he would have to be humble and subservient to the Marquis of Yunyang.
"Master," Yao Shi, no longer restrained, instantly regained her arrogant and domineering attitude. She took a few steps to Yunyang Bo and nestled in his arms. "Why didn't you speak up for me just now? I was terrified."
Yao Shi spoke in a sweet, coquettish tone, pulling Yunyang Bo's hand and gently patting her chest, the softness of which intentionally or unintentionally brushing against his arm.
"It's better to avoid trouble. The most important thing right now is to treat your illness." Uncle Yunyang showed his disgust and pushed Yao away without making a sound.
He loved Yao for two reasons: firstly, because she had given him a son, ensuring the continuation of his family line; and secondly, because he was attracted to her beauty.
Now her face is covered in red, festering sores that ooze pus. He feels nauseous just looking at her, let alone wanting to get close to her.
Yao buried her head in his arms and didn't notice the disgust in her bedmate's eyes. However, when it came to treating her face, she remembered what the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion had mentioned earlier about Old Master Cheng.
Is Old Master Cheng really that powerful? How could he survive being beaten like that?
Suddenly, Yao had a bright idea. "Master, the eldest son of the Marquis's mansion mentioned Old Master Cheng earlier. Could you go and find him for me?"
It's not that Yao was ignorant, but everyone in the Earl's mansion was healthy and had a physician to serve them. Unless there were special circumstances, they really wouldn't call for an outside doctor.
Moreover, Master Cheng lived in seclusion, and the people of Yongzhou revered him not only because of his miraculous use of medicine, but also because he provided free medical consultations.
Therefore, in Yongzhou City, not many people know Old Master Cheng's true identity, and even fewer know that he is a highly skilled doctor.
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When Fu Yunxiu carried Aman back to Wutong Garden, Old Master Cheng was already waiting inside.
Even though he had already heard about Aman's situation from Mantou, Old Cheng was still shocked by what he saw.
"How did it come to this?" Old Cheng looked at Aman, who was covered in blood, and didn't know where to start. "These people are really despicable."
Because Aman was a woman, when Old Master Cheng came, he specially brought two female doctors with him.
After Fu Yunxiu carried Aman into the room, Old Master Cheng first took Aman's pulse and then used Tian Shen Dan to keep her alive before beginning to treat her.
Aman was seriously injured this time; it was clear that the people from the Yunyang Marquis's mansion were after her. Besides the wounds from the sticks, she also had many hidden injuries from being pricked with embroidery needles.
To be honest, if Aman hadn't been in good health, he might not be alive today.
Master Cheng first sealed Aman's acupoints, then used silver needles to treat him, and during this time he also took Tian Shen Dan once.
As basin after basin of bloody water was brought out, Fu Yunxiu felt as if his heart was being pierced in someone's hand; even breathing was painful.
Fu Yunxiu clenched his fists so tightly that his fingers dug into his flesh, and beads of blood slid from between his fingers, falling to the ground as red plum blossoms.
"Young Master." Mantou looked on with concern, but didn't know how to comfort him.
The two waited outside the door until the sun set and the stars twinkled before Old Cheng came out of the house.
"How is it?" Fu Yunxiu was the first to run over and grab Old Cheng's sleeve.
"Alas!" Old Cheng sighed and shook his head. "I have done my best to keep her alive. Whether she lives or dies depends on herself."
"Isn't there any other way?" Fu Yunxiu gripped his arm tightly. "Old Cheng, please save her. She has to live. I want her to live."
“I know,” Old Cheng patted his hand to reassure him. “I know. I’ll be here tonight. As long as she doesn’t develop a high fever tonight, there’s nothing to worry about. As for when she’ll wake up, I can’t say for sure.”
Actually, Old Master Cheng was hiding something. For Aman, waking up would be the best outcome, but another possibility was that he would remain asleep forever, which is what medical books call "corpse syncope."
I hope Aman can hold on.
That night, the lights in Wutong Garden remained on all night.
Fu Yunxiu sat by Aman's bedside, and in the dim light, carefully moistened Aman's lips with cotton wool. Aman was temporarily unable to swallow, and even the medicine she had taken earlier had to be forcefully administered by Old Cheng.
"Young master, please rest for a while and have something to eat!" Mantou came in with a bowl of white porridge.
From noon until now, the young master hasn't eaten or drunk anything. If this continues, his body won't be able to take it.
"I'm not hungry." Fu Yunxiu shook his head and gently brushed the hair off Aman's face.
"Young master, you must take care of yourself too," said Mantou.
Fu Yunxiu ignored him and simply covered Aman with the blanket again.
After waiting for a while, Mantou finally had no choice but to resign himself to placing the white porridge on the table.
In the middle of the night, Aman indeed developed a high fever.
Because she had wounds all over her body and had just applied medicine, she couldn't use wet compresses, so she could only use silver needles to reduce the fever.
However, the results were minimal.
Even if the fever subsides, it quickly rises again.
Old Cheng was quite old and felt rather powerless after all the back and forth. Fortunately, Aman's fever subsided at dawn.
After a whole night of commotion, not to mention Old Cheng, even Mantou was having trouble eating. Only Fu Yunxiu remained energetic and stayed by Aman's side.
"Young master, why don't you go and get some sleep? I'll keep watch over things," Mantou said.
"No need," Fu Yunxiu shook his head.
He doesn't want to go anywhere right now; he wants to wait for Aman to wake up.
"Young Master..." Mantou wanted to persuade him again, but Fu Yunxiu had completely ignored him. Helpless, he could only pick up the porridge on the table, which had already gone cold, and say, "Then I'll go heat up the porridge. You should at least eat something."
Mantou closed the door and went out. The oil lamp on the table, which had been burning all night, had dimmed. In the dimly lit room, only Fu Yunxiu's breathing was particularly noticeable.
"Aman." Fu Yunxiu could no longer hold back.
The person who remained calm and collected throughout the night, after living in fear, finally shed his disguise under the cover of darkness.
He took Aman's hand and placed it on his forehead, tears streaming down his face, soaking her clothes.
He didn't understand how things had turned out this way.
Today should be a happy day to celebrate Aman's birthday.
Today was clearly the day he was supposed to confess his feelings and express his desire to be with Aman.
He was perfectly fine when he went out today?
Fu Yunxiu believed that he had never done anything immoral or immoral in his life, so why was it so difficult for him to get what he wanted?
"Aman, please wake up. Didn't you say we were going back to your hometown together? When the weather gets warmer, I'll go with you."
Fu Yunxiu took a deep breath and smiled, "Let's go visit Grandma's grave. I want to thank her for raising such a wonderful person like you."
"And let's also try the Yunbing snack from Nituo County that you mentioned."
"And didn't you say you wanted to open a rouge shop? Now that the poison in my body is gone, I can paint more every day, and then sell more money to buy a two-story building, like the Lirenfang. If we're going to open one, let's open a big one. You'll be the boss, I'll be your accountant, and Mantou will be your errand boy and waiter."
“And Fu Bao, didn’t you say you were going to find it a companion in the spring?” As he spoke, Fu Yunxiu’s nose tingled again. “Aman, please wake up soon… I’m begging you.”
Don't leave me alone.
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