Chapter 28 No, you can't do this.
After thinking it over and over, Chi Yangqing finally called out for help when Jiang Xun passed by not far away, "Brother Jiang... Brother Jiang!"
In her memory, Jiang Xun was the one with the best temper.
Unexpectedly, this good-natured person noticed her and immediately called Li Shangxuan over as well, "Your Highness,"
Yang Qing was stunned and quickly buried her head. How could Jiang Xun do this?
Footsteps sounded and then stopped in front of him. Li Shangxuan said coldly, "Chi Yangqing, what are you doing here?"
He rarely called her by her full name like that, and Yang Qing was a little scared. She pulled her injured left foot back and didn't dare to reply.
Li Shangxuan seemed to be getting impatient, and his tone became even colder, "What are you doing here?"
What can we do? We can't just look at the scenery, can we?
She remained silent.
Jiang Xun, showing some shrewdness at this point, quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Let's go back first; this isn't the place to talk."
Li Shangxuan turned around, and seeing that she hadn't followed, he glanced back at her indifferently, "What? Do you still want to spend the night in these bushes?"
Yang Qing could only get up and walk on tiptoe, but it really hurt, and she couldn't walk steadily at all.
Li Shangxuan had his back turned and didn't see it, but Jiang Xun noticed first and hurriedly asked, "What happened to your foot?"
Li Shangxuan, who was already leading the horse, turned around when he heard this.
Yang Qing whispered, "I don't know where the nail came from. It was too dark for me to see it, and I stepped on it."
Jiang Xun said, "Then we must hurry back. It would be bad if we caught tetanus."
Yang Qing was stunned: "Tetanus?"
She was very mischievous as a child, often getting cuts and scrapes, but she had never heard of tetanus.
Li Shangxuan sneered. Although he tried to explain, it didn't sound like he was being kind. "Haven't you heard of tetanus? Anyone who gets tetanus will have a fever, a bitter smile on their face, then convulsions, vomiting, diarrhea, incontinence, and finally suffocation."
Yang Qing paused, then looked down at her feet. "How did I get tetanus?"
Li Shangxuan said, "The wound is too deep, like yours. This kind of disease is simply incurable..."
Yang Qing didn't want to hear what was coming next. She had never thought about dying, let alone dying in such a gruesome way. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Jiang Xun was extremely embarrassed. He looked at Li Shangxuan with reproach, realizing he shouldn't have said anything.
Your Highness is right, but the probability of getting this disease is extremely low, only one in a thousand or one in ten thousand. How could Miss Chi be so unlucky?
However, he dared not directly contradict Li Shangxuan, and could only express his pity for Chi Yangqing with his eyes.
Upon noticing that she was crying, Li Shangxuan stopped speaking.
In the past, if she had cried, he would have panicked and frantically tried to comfort her. But this time he was really angry. How could she dare to run out alone so late at night?
So even though she cried, he resisted the urge to comfort her, and with a cold face, he lifted her onto the horse, letting her lean against his chest, his hand holding the reins encircling her.
On the way back, he behaved himself very well and didn't cause any trouble.
However, the sobbing and whimpering made Li Shangxuan extremely agitated.
She cried the whole way. Why is she such a crybaby?
She caused all of this herself, how can she still have the nerve to cry?
Li Shangxuan felt that the area of his clothes on his chest and shoulders was soaked through, but the tears kept flowing, as if they were flowing into his heart.
His heart was so small that it swelled up uncomfortably after only a short while.
When they returned to the inn, he saw her injured foot. The entire sole of her shoe had been pierced, and her sock was stained with blood. She was still crying, and he frowned with every movement, but he didn't cry out in pain.
Li Shangxuan had long noticed that she was actually very patient, but she would always be particularly vulnerable and delicate when facing him. He tacitly approved of this peculiarity and even enjoyed it.
At this moment, she didn't even dare to cry out in pain, and Li Shangxuan became irritated.
When she took off her socks, Li Shangxuan breathed a sigh of relief. There was a lot of blood, but the wound wasn't very deep. She cleaned it with water, applied medicine, and wrapped it with gauze. She was still crying.
The wound was very simple; Li Shangxuan could treat it himself. There was no need to go to Xin Wanyou. Since it was on his foot, no one else would bother to look. For a while, only the two of them remained in the room. No one spoke, except for her suppressed sobs.
Li Shangxuan stared at her silently for a while. Although she had been traveling for many days, she was much plumper than when she had just escaped from that group of people. Her cheeks were fuller, just like when she was still in the capital.
He just watched her cry, her eyes, nose, and mouth all red. He couldn't help but think of the timid rabbit. He had given her one when he was a child, but she didn't seem to like it much. She had it raised by her subordinates and then eaten. Apparently, spicy rabbit heads are delicious.
She's not a little rabbit at all; her pitifulness is all an act. She's more like the cat Sheng Ping keeps—good at acting cute, good at testing people's limits, and good at getting people to scheme against her.
She noticed him staring at her, and her crying became even more timid, a suppressed cry that he found unbearable.
Li Shangxuan finally gave in, hugged her, sighed, and gently comforted her, "Don't cry, I just scared you on purpose."
He told her how difficult it is to get tetanus, and Yangqing was comforted, but she cried even harder. "I don't believe it. What if I'm really that unlucky?"
She has never had good luck growing up.
Li Shangxuan held her hand, his voice low, as if making a vow, "You definitely won't die, I swear."
Yang Qing's eyes widened, and she even forgot to cry for a moment.
Regardless of her true nature, Li Shangxuan found her appearance both pitiful and incredibly adorable. He gently kissed away her tears, saying, "Don't cry."
His heart was breaking.
Yang Qing was stunned for a moment, then muttered softly, "You're not the King of Hell, what's the use of your oath?"
Li Shangxuan said, "If you die, I will never live on alone."
Yang Qing stared blankly at him, as if trying to discern the truth or falsehood of the vow, countless details from her past and present lives flooding her mind.
Li Shangxuan lowered his head to kiss her. Yang Qing was in a state of turmoil, but in the end she did not push him away. Instead, she closed her eyes tremblingly and accepted the kiss, which was devoid of any passion.
Li Shangxuan was incredibly soft-hearted at this moment. How could she be so adorable when she obediently accepted the kiss? But when she was being angry, she was truly hateful.
After kissing her, I wiped her face with a warm towel while thinking to myself: What should I do with you?
The next day, Xin Wanyou came to check again and told her with certainty, "It's okay, the wound isn't deep, you won't get tetanus."
Yang Qing tried to move, and immediately winced in pain, "But it really hurts."
Xin Wanyou said, "It's nothing, just a superficial injury."
Yang Qing was relieved, but in her heart she cursed Li Shangxuan, that scoundrel, over and over again. This man actually lied to her; she was terrified last night.
Xin Wanyou asked again, "Why did you run away? You don't know, they were going to interrogate me, I was so scared. Waaah, I didn't even get to the capital before I realized it wasn't a good place to stay. Luonan is so much better. You don't know, I'm respected in Luonan. Even that worst old man from the Ming family treats me with courtesy."
Yang Qing told her that the prefect of Xuzhou was her eldest sister's husband, and Xin Wanyou asked curiously, "Then why did you run away? If you had told that person, would he have stopped you from visiting your relatives?"
Yang Qing said, "I don't want to visit relatives. Oh, you don't understand. If I go back with him, my parents will definitely force me to marry him, and I don't want that. If I go to my older sister and ask them to take me home, that's the only thing that should happen."
Xin Wanyou said, "How strange. Does a man and a woman have to get married after walking together for a while? For example, I've been with so many men along the way. Does that mean I have to marry them all?"
Yang Qing said, "That makes sense, but as long as he takes me home and then brings it up, my parents will definitely agree."
Xin Wanyou said, "Okay, I don't understand."
Yang Qing changed her mind again. Last night, she realized that she seemed to be more important to Li Shangxuan than she had imagined.
This man is really something. Doesn't he know that there's a kind of love called letting go?
If he truly loves her, wouldn't it be better to give her freedom? He can marry as many women as he wants and have as many children as he wants; no one will care. Wouldn't that make his life much easier?
With the dry rations still in her bosom, she suggested going to find her older sister. Li Shangxuan understood what she was thinking and refused without hesitation. Yang Qing then proudly declared that she would go on a hunger strike if she wasn't taken there!
Li Shangxuan clearly didn't take it seriously. His memories of his past life were still fragmented, but based on the more than ten years they had spent together, he knew what kind of person Yang Qing was.
Letting her self-harm or kill herself? Absolutely not. She's probably just saying it to scare him.
What bothers him is that she was obedient and let him kiss her last night, so why is she making a fuss again today?
Ultimately, it's probably because of his past life, but deep down he doesn't believe it. Would he really have a harem and let someone else's son be the crown prince?
He's definitely saying no now; he won't let anyone else get ahead of Yang Qing. But her reaction doesn't seem fake...
He hoped he could remember soon; he was convinced there must be some misunderstanding between them.
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A day later, the maid still replied, "The young lady still refuses to eat anything."
Li Shangxuan's eyebrows twitched. She actually went on a hunger strike?
He knew perfectly well that the reason she was provoking him by ruining herself and wanting to go to the prefect of Xuzhou was simply because she didn't want to marry him.
I went to meet her with a cold face, and saw her leaning against the window, looking listlessly at the lush tree in the yard.
Upon seeing him, she wouldn't even give him a glance, immediately turning her head away.
Li Shangxuan walked over and sat down beside her, his smile appearing somewhat sinister to Yang Qing. "Want to starve yourself to death?"
Yang Qing said, "If you don't see me out, I'll starve to death!"
Her tone rose, sounding more like a boast than a protest. Li Shangxuan sneered. He shouldn't have said those things to please her yesterday; she'd taken advantage of his kindness.
"Are you sure? Whether you live or die, I'm going to marry you. Or do you not want a proper marriage? That's easy. I'll have someone tell your parents that you suddenly fell ill and died on the way, then take you to the Eastern Palace and lock you up, okay?"
Yang Qing cried out, "No! You can't do this!"
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