Fall into a coma
Xie Zhuo's gaze was deep, and he sneered, "If I hadn't investigated, I really wouldn't have known that you two were engaged. Lord Zhao is not only handsome but also deeply devoted. Even after the engagement was broken off, he still can't forget you."
"Xie Zhuo, don't go too far!"
"I'm going too far? You and him, a man and a woman, came back from outside late at night, and you still say I'm going too far?" Xie Zhuo laughed angrily.
"Xie Zhuo, have you forgotten that we have no relationship anymore? It's none of your business how Zhao Junhui and I are doing."
Xie Zhuo hated it most when Fu Zhi Qiao was in a hurry to sever ties with him. His face turned ashen, and he grabbed her hand and pulled her back into his arms.
"I'm going to come and give my opinion anyway!"
Fu Zhi Qiao used both hands and feet to kick and punch Xie Zhuo, even using her teeth. She bit Xie Zhuo's wrist, and Xie Zhuo was caught off guard by the pain and broke free.
Just as Fu Zhi Qiao was about to run out of the inner room, Xie Zhuo quickly pulled her back, restrained her hands, and pressed her down onto the chaise lounge.
Fu Zhi Qiao struggled with all her might, but Xie Zhuo held her even tighter. She was no match for him and was held firmly, unable to move.
The two were locked in a struggle, and Xie Zhuo's breathing gradually became rapid as he buried his head in her neck, biting her neck to prevent her from moving.
He slowly kissed her from the back of her neck up to behind her ear, then captured her lips and kissed them affectionately.
Fu Zhi Qiao turned her head to try to avoid his kiss, but the powerful physical strength between the man and woman pressed her against the chaise lounge, forcing her to tilt her head back and accept his kiss.
"Let...uh...let...go...go!" Fu Zhi Qiao's breathing was unsteady, and she struggled to breathe. She reached out to push him away, but Xie Zhuo grabbed her wrist and held it above her head.
Xie Zhuo sucked hard and repeatedly, his force so strong that Fu Zhi Qiao could hardly resist. She finally found a moment to catch her breath and bit Xie Zhuo's lips hard.
The taste of blood instantly filled my mouth.
Xie Zhuo tasted the rusty flavor, released her, and gently wiped away the beads of blood that had seeped from her lips with his fingertips. "Qiao, don't like Zhao Junhui. I will break off the engagement. Please don't hate me, okay?"
Who is Xie Zhuo? A dignified young master, he has always been the one being fawned over; when has he ever bowed his head to anyone?
Upon hearing this, and seeing the blood slowly seeping from Xie Zhuo's lips, Fu Zhi Qiao felt a pang of bitterness in her heart. "It's impossible, Xie Zhuo, we can't be together."
Fu Zhi Qiao was the first woman he fell in love with. Xie Zhuo was sincere and wanted to treat her well forever, but his mother's arranged engagement disrupted his plans.
What frustrated Xie Zhuo even more was that Fu Zhi Qiao chose to leave him without saying a word. Why could she so easily say that she wanted to leave him? It was as if he was just someone who was dispensable to her.
Xie Zhuo's self-esteem was severely damaged.
The young master's status is so noble that others have always bowed to him. How many people in the world can make him bow down?
Xie Zhuo couldn't bring himself to do it, so he wanted to ignore Fu Zhi Qiao for a while, to let her know that once she left him, she would never find anyone better than him.
But as time went on, he was the only one who couldn't accept the separation, and he was the only one suffering.
He had secretly inquired about Fu Zhi Qiao, only to discover that during the time he was away from her, she not only showed no signs of distress, but seemed to be living a happier life...
Xie Zhuo miscalculated. He only intended to keep Fu Zhi Qiao in the cold for a while so that she would realize her importance, but in the end, he was the one who suffered.
"Ah Qiao, I love you, please don't leave me, okay?" Xie Zhuo admitted that it wasn't that Fu Zhi Qiao couldn't live without him, but that he couldn't live without Fu Zhi Qiao.
"Love me?" Fu Zhi Qiao calmed her breathing. "Xie Zhuo, ask yourself honestly, have you ever truly respected me? Have you ever considered our relationship as an equal? Why should I stay here and wait for you when you're engaged to another woman?"
Hearing Fu Zhi Qiao's words, Xie Zhuo's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face turned pale. He opened his mouth to explain, "I didn't..."
"What do you mean 'not'? Which of my words were false? You love me? Is this how you love me?"
Taking advantage of Xie Zhuo's momentary daze, Fu Zhi Qiao forcefully pushed him away, stood up and walked to the dressing table. She took out a seven-tailed phoenix hairpin from a box and threw it at Xie Zhuo, saying, "Get out! Take your things and get out!"
The word "get lost" felt like a blunt knife piercing my heart.
Xie Zhuo's face drained of color, and it felt as if a gaping hole had been torn open in his heart, letting in the wind and making it difficult to breathe.
The panic of not being able to get what he wanted completely overwhelmed him.
As a proud son of heaven, he had never been so disheveled in his life. Xie Zhuo left the Fu family in a daze, and he didn't even remember how he got back to his residence.
For the next few days, Xie Zhuo acted as if nothing had happened. He led his troops and patrolled day and night. His figure could be seen everywhere, from the city gates and medical clinics to the entire dike.
Only by keeping myself busy can I avoid having too much time to think about her.
Wang Qianxin couldn't bear to watch any longer and tried several times to persuade him to take a break, but Xie Zhuo's gaze silenced him.
That day, Xie Zhuo was patrolling the streets as usual when he happened to run into Zhao Junhui. After a moment of eye contact, Xie Zhuo warned, "Zhao Junhui, stay away from her!"
Zhao Junhui knew about Xie Zhuo and Fu Zhiqiao's relationship and felt bitter, but he didn't want Xie Zhuo to have an easy time either. "Your Highness is joking. Neither of us is married, so it's none of your business how I interact with Zhiqiao!"
"You!" Xie Zhuo knew that Zhao Junhui was deliberately trying to provoke him, but he still took the bait.
The man in front of her had been engaged to Fu Zhi Qiao. He was also someone Fu Zhi Qiao's father had favored. If her father hadn't passed away, the two of them might even have had a child.
Xie Zhuo's heart felt as if it had been soaked in acidic water, so sour it was bubbling.
He couldn't help but be jealous.
After a brief exchange with Zhao Junhui, Xie Zhuo still felt a burning anger in his heart. Just then, he noticed that the guards' masks were loose, revealing their mouths and noses. Xie Zhuo's face darkened: "Is this how you guard the city gates?"
After finishing his instructions, Wang Qianxin ran over and said, "General, Imperial Physician Gao requests your presence."
Outside the city, several hundred people have been infected with the plague at the medical clinic, and with those who have died, the number is estimated to be close to a thousand.
New infected people kept moving in, and the current medical wards could no longer accommodate more people. Qin Zhao went out of the city to check on the progress of the dike construction, so Imperial Physician Gao had to ask Xie Zhuo to help arrange a few more houses.
After measuring the location and leveling the ground, dozens of people worked together to build a simple wooden house.
They didn't return to the yamen until it was pitch black at night, and Xie Zhuo was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
The next morning, Wang Qianxin waited a long time for Xie Zhuo to wake up before going to his room to do so.
"General? Prince?" Wang Qianxin called out twice.
Xie Zhuo remained silent.
When Wang Qianxin entered the room, his heart tightened. He tremblingly reached out his hand to Xie Zhuo's forehead, and it was burning hot!
"Help! Help!"
Xie Zhuo was quickly transferred to the infirmary.
Imperial Physician Gao rushed over and, after examining the child, exclaimed, "Oh no! Oh no! The young master has probably contracted the plague!"
The news that Xie Zhuo had contracted the plague terrified a group of people, leaving them at a loss.
Qin Zhao received the news and rushed over from outside the city.
Fortunately, Xie Zhuo was stronger than most people, and he did not remain unconscious for long; he was conscious. Apart from the fever, Xie Zhuo felt no different from usual, and he even told Imperial Physician Gao and Qin Zhao not to report his condition.
After saying that, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying that he had led people to build these new wooden houses during the day, but he ended up moving in the next day.
Through the masks, Xie Zhuo could only see Qin Zhao and the Imperial Physician Gao's furrowed brows.
"How can this be allowed?" Qin Zhao was the first to disagree, his brows furrowed so deeply they could have trapped a fly.
Xie Zhuo's identity is extraordinary. If something happens to him here, I won't be able to explain it to the Emperor and Prince Duan!
"Lord Qin, do as I say." Xie Zhuo became forceful, and everyone around him had to obey his orders. He also instructed Wang Qianxin not to spread the news that he had contracted the plague.
Wang Qianxin understood his meaning, of course; the main thing was that he couldn't tell Miss Fu this news.
Xie Zhuo contracted the disease, which greatly increased the sense of urgency for Imperial Physician Gao. He led a group of doctors to work hard to develop new medicines, but they had changed more than twenty different prescriptions for the decoctions, none of which were effective.
Watching the infected patients die one by one, Imperial Physician Gao was extremely frustrated.
But he had no choice but to pull himself together and study new prescriptions; he couldn't let Xie Zhuo die here.
Xie Zhuo's body was indeed strong. While other infected people could only lie in bed after developing a fever, Xie Zhuo was no different from ordinary people, except that his face was a little redder than others.
He even had the energy to handle some affairs, and Wang Qianxin would come to him every day wearing a mask to report on the situation.
However, after persisting for several days, Xie Zhuo still fell into a coma.
Wang Qianxin was extremely anxious and immediately summoned Imperial Physician Gao to examine his pulse.
Falling into a coma indicates that the condition has worsened. If the fever doesn't subside, the person will remain unconscious and will die within a few days.
The imperial physician looked very unwell; they currently had no way to bring the high fever down.
Wang Qianxin said anxiously, "Imperial Physician Gao, you must have a way, right?"
"I have just developed a new prescription, and I will bring it up for the young master to try."
At first, Xie Zhuo was still conscious enough to swallow and was able to drink some medicine. Later, he would vomit half of it after drinking it, and eventually he could no longer drink any more medicine.
The imperial physician Gao came to examine his pulse every day, and his complexion grew worse each day.
Wang Qian stayed by Xie Zhuo's bedside, never daring to leave, praying that Xie Zhuo would recover quickly.
Suddenly, he saw Xie Zhuo's mouth move. Wang Qianxin was overjoyed and leaned forward to listen.
“Ah Qiao… Ah Qiao…”
The young master was calling out Miss Fu's name. Wang Qianxin had a sudden inspiration: if Miss Fu were here, she might be able to wake the young master.
"Young Master, wait here, I will go and fetch Miss Fu right away!"
*
Wang Qianxin rode swiftly to the Fu residence. When Yinxing saw him arrive, she didn't give him a friendly look. "What are you doing here?"
"Ginkgo Girl." Wang Qianxin, still panting, bowed and asked, "Is...Is Miss Fu at home?"
As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face. Since Wang Qianxin's attitude was so humble, she would reluctantly reply, "Why? My daughter doesn't want to see you!"
Wang Qianxin pleaded with a mournful face, "Miss Yinxing, please let me see Miss Fu! The young master has contracted the plague, and I fear his days are numbered..."
Ginkgo opened her mouth wide in surprise, "You...you said the young master has contracted the plague?"
Wang Qianxin nodded sadly.
Seeing that he couldn't be faking it, Yinxing immediately went to inform Fu Zhiqiao.
As soon as Fu Zhiqiao appeared, Wang Qianxin knelt down: "Miss Fu, please, please save the young master!"
"Get up quickly, I'm not a doctor, how can I save him?" Fu Zhi Qiao tried to pull Wang Qian Xin up, but Wang Qian Xin was a martial artist, how could she possibly move him with her little strength?
Wang Qianxin: "The young master has fallen into a coma and can't even take his medicine anymore. Waaah, even in his unconscious state, he keeps calling out your name..."
Wang Qianxin was in tears.
"Miss Fu, please save my young master, he's so pitiful..." His cries attracted the attention of passersby in the alley, and even Yu Roulan asked, "A Qiao, who's crying outside?"
"Ah, it's nothing. It was just a passerby who tripped and fell. Mother, you don't need to come out. I'll take care of it."
"Really? Are you really alright? The sound of you crying is so pitiful."
Wang Qianxin cried even louder after hearing Yu Roulan's question.
Fu Zhiqiao: ...
"No, Mother, don't come out. I can handle this." Fu Zhiqiao gritted her teeth and ordered the gatekeeper to close the door tightly so that no sound could leak in.
"Alright, alright, get up first, we can talk things over."
No matter how much she pulled, Wang Qianxin held onto the hem of her skirt and wouldn't let go.
"Fine, I'll go!"
The crying stopped abruptly, and Wang Qianxin immediately stood up and gestured for her to come this way: "Miss Fu, this way."
Looking in the direction of his hand, they saw that even the carriage was ready. Fu Zhi Qiao rolled her eyes at him, and Wang Qian Xin lowered his head nervously, not daring to look her in the eye.
Fu Zhiqiao instructed Yinxing to tell Yu Roulan that there was something going on at the winery and she needed to go out for a while. Then she left the city with Wang Qianxin.
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