Chapter 244 Am I dead?
The doctor's meaningful words made Yu Qinghuan feel wronged.
It was clearly Cheng Gongjin himself who lacked self-control. Can he blame himself for this?
The big and small figures immediately looked at Yu Qinghuan.
At this time, Da Ying seemed to understand and looked thoughtful.
Xiaoying, on the other hand, had an expression that said 'I understand everything'.
Yu Qinghuan suddenly had the urge to slap Cheng Gongjin to wake him up and make him explain everything to everyone in the room.
Sang Ru on the side was stunned. Oh my God, Elder Cheng was so weak, and she still had the heart to do that to her daughter.
No wonder Lord Cheng fainted. It turned out that he was drained by the girl. He is really not a human being.
Meeting Sang Ru's gaze, Yu Qinghuan spat out a mouthful of blood and felt it stuck in his chest. If he had known that he would be misunderstood like this, he should have killed Cheng Gongjin directly when he was on the verge of death. At least it wouldn't be unfair.
After the doctor left, Daying went to boil medicine, while Xiaoying remained in the yard.
Yu Qinghuan originally wanted to leave, but considering the portraits hidden in the house and the sweat towel used to wipe the floor was still in the house...she stayed.
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That evening, Cheng Gongjin woke up slowly to the smell of food.
He opened his eyelids with difficulty, his eyes subconsciously sweeping across the slightly empty ceiling of the bed, and was immediately attracted by a familiar figure beside the bed.
The rocking chair that was supposed to be in the yard was moved into the house and placed next to the bed. Yu Qinghuan leaned on the rocking chair, facing him sideways, with a lazy posture.
The windows in the room were open, and the evening light poured into the room, outlining her focused profile, which had an indescribable softness.
An indescribable complex emotion surged in Cheng Gongjin's heart.
Why...is she still here?
At this moment, Yu Qinghuan seemed to notice that the person on the bed had woken up. He looked over, his eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth curved up, "Awake."
Cheng Gongjin nodded slightly.
Yu Qinghuan then put down the book in his hand, walked to the bedside, and helped the man sit up. "The food has just been delivered. They said you haven't eaten in two days. Can you eat now?"
Cheng Gongjin opened his lips and wanted to speak, but his throat was dry and painful.
Almost at the moment when Yu Qinghuan approached, he met that glowing white face and suddenly remembered what happened at noon, and his body stiffened slightly.
But Yu Qinghuan's face was clean now, without any trace of dirt.
It was impossible for her to move herself to the bed by herself.
"Who came in?" Cheng Gongjin's eyes suddenly changed and he was about to get off the bed.
Yu Qinghuan knew what he was worried about, so she stopped him and explained, "I put those things away, no one saw them."
Cheng Gongjin felt a little relieved, but his heart tightened again when he saw Shangyu Qinghuan's almost playful look.
Yu Qinghuan took out the vegetable porridge from the food box, took a spoon, scooped a mouthful of porridge, and fed it to Cheng Gongjin in a good mood, "Sang Ru's cooking, want to try it?"
Cheng Gongjin was already extremely hungry, but compared to eating, he wanted to solve the obviously chaotic situation, such as the person in front of him.
He said hoarsely, "Aren't you annoyed?"
Yu Qinghuan naturally knew that he was referring to those portraits. Anyone who had such portraits painted without their knowledge and used them to desecrate themselves would be annoyed. If it were anyone else, she would have stabbed them a few times to feel relieved.
But now this person is Cheng Gongjin, who became famous at a young age, and later won the top three places in the imperial examinations. A few years ago, before he was thirty, he was already the chief minister of the cabinet. He was respected by all the students in the world and was a person who could not be desecrated in the eyes of many girls... He even set up a big plan and took control of the entire court. Even Xiao Jinghe succeeded to the throne according to his calculations.
Being remembered by such a person, she was not only not angry, but also a little... proud.
Yu Qinghuan suppressed her laughter and forced the porridge on her spoon into Cheng Gongjin's mouth. After seeing him swallow it, she spoke again, "It's actually a good painting, but it's dirty. Otherwise, I could take it home and frame it."
Cheng Gongjin was slightly startled, his ears suddenly felt hot.
Just as Cheng Gongjin was about to speak, Yu Qinghuan said to herself, "We can make a lot of money by selling those paintings outside."
"Or you could open a shop and hang it there for all the people in the world who admire you to admire. It costs fifty taels of silver to enter the shop once."
If she remembered correctly, a piece of calligraphy written casually by Cheng Gongjin had once been sold outside for a high price of one thousand taels. That painting could be sold for at least ten thousand taels.
And for only fifty taels, you can see the calligraphy of the current minister, which is definitely worth it.
Cheng Gongjin's eyes darkened slightly, and he dissuaded her from thinking, "Yu Qinghuan."
His voice was deep, and Yu Qinghuan finally calmed down and fed him another spoonful of porridge. He no longer mentioned the matter of making money from his portraits, but his words still revolved around those portraits:
"How many times have you messed with the portrait? Earlier, the doctor thought I was pestering you without restraint and hurting your body. I really feel wronged."
Whenever she thought about this, she felt unhappy. She didn't do anything, but she ended up taking such a big blame.
Hearing her words, Cheng Gongjin choked on his porridge and coughed violently a few times. His cheeks and neck were red. It was not known whether it was because of the coughing or because of Yu Qinghuan's words.
His cold expression almost broke, and he opened his thin lips and uttered two words: "Sorry."
Yu Qinghuan said this not to hear his apology.
Three days had passed, and things had gotten to this point between them. She couldn't back down, so she put the remaining half bowl of porridge aside and spoke righteously to the man in front of her, "Cheng Gongjin, I don't like being wronged. You have to compensate me."
After the matter was settled, she willingly accepted what the doctor said on behalf of Cheng Gongjin.
Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, Cheng Gongjin's deep eyes suddenly froze, and his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand.
Their eyes met, and he controlled himself from losing his composure. He remained calm and rational as he asked the person before him one last time, "Have you really thought it through?"
Yu Qinghuan nodded without hesitation, even leaning forward slightly, his eyes piercing, "For every day you live, I will be happy with you. For every year you live, we will be happy together."
Her voice was not loud, but every word was as firm as a rock, leaving no room for doubt. "Of course, I hope you live a long life."
Cheng Gongjin's eyes trembled violently, and his heart beat like a drum as Yu Qinghuan looked directly at him. He had never heard such words before, not caring about life or death, and living happily as long as he lived.
"What if one day I die?"
Yu Qinghuan's lips curled slightly, "Then I have other people, so you don't have to worry about me."
Cheng Gongjin spoke after a while. His usually calm tone was now tinged with sarcasm. "Can anyone else take you away from Xiao Jinghe?"
He was just short of writing the word "waste" on the faces of those men, including Mu Huaian.
Yu Qinghuan: "..." This man is too arrogant, and there is no sign of him being about to die.
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