Wei Jing was anxious and angry, and he hugged her tightly with such force that it seemed as if he was strangling her to the bones.
"Husband, husband, I don't want you to become like that either. Woo woo, I'm scared!"
Shao Qing knew that Wei Jing was seriously ill and that no matter how many times he had tried to persuade him with gentle words, it was all in vain. Now that he had started, he might as well say it clearly in one breath.
She was suffering from nightmares and emotional instability, so she simply fell into his arms and cried loudly.
She cried and felt unprecedented sadness. Wei Jing's internal organs seemed to be pricked by an invisible hand, churning and causing sharp pain.
He never knew that he had caused his wife so much anxiety and worry.
Wei Jing always knew that she was a person with a sense of justice. She stopped him from killing the Kou family to silence them; she did not like him gouging out their eyes even if they deserved the punishment, like Qu Gan; she tried her best to stop him from carrying out the poison salt plan.
Isn't it normal that she is afraid that he will blame himself too much and do something extreme one day?
Wei Jing wished he could immediately dispel her anxiety, make her smile again and recover her health.
But, but there are some emotions that he himself cannot control.
His mother, brother, nephew and sister-in-law died miserably, paving a bloody road with their blood. His father, who deserved to go to hell, followed this road and pushed the new emperor onto the throne.
Wei Jing's face became grim for a moment. He couldn't even imagine how painful and desperate his loved ones must have been when they died.
He should always make revenge his top priority! No matter what, no matter what, he would do everything he could to dig up his enemy's coffin, whip his corpse, cut him into pieces, let these beasts in human form taste the pain of this world, and use their wailing and blood to comfort the souls of his loved ones in heaven!
Just as he had vowed!
But, but he failed to do it. He did not try his best, and did not put revenge first. He felt guilty towards his loving mother, brother, and poor nephew and sister-in-law.
His thoughts were flooding in, and he was once again surrounded by overwhelming guilt, which made him breathless and painful, but he did not dare to struggle.
Wei Jing frowned and his breathing became rapid.
In the past, he was always immersed in it for a long time and couldn't calm down, but this time, it was a little different.
A cool feeling pressed against his neck, then left and returned again.
These are, these are his wife's tears.
Wei Jing was startled and quickly came to his senses. He lowered his eyes and saw Shao Qing's pale face covered with tear marks.
She was exhausted from her illness and fell asleep while crying. Her eyes were red and swollen, her face was covered with tear marks, a few strands of messy black hair were stained with tears, stuck to her cheeks and neck, and her face was as pale as paper, haggard and weak.
Wei Jing's heart sank and he immediately tightened his arms.
He is not alone, he also has a wife.
This was his only companion, and the two of them had gone through many hardships, walking hand in hand through blood and tears. How could he let her suffer fear and worry again? How could I do something that would make her regret and want to live?
Wei Jing was shocked when he recalled Shao Qing's words, "Why should I have survived in the first place?" Even though she was asleep, he immediately raised his voice and shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! You will be fine, and we will always be together!"
He couldn't imagine losing her.
In this vast world, he is the only one left.
But, but...
…
Wei Jing's thoughts were in a mess. On one side were his mother, brother, and nephew who had died tragically, and on the other side was his only wife who remained in his life.
He held Shao Qing in his arms and sat on the edge of the bed all night.
…
When Shao Qing woke up again, it was already dawn the next day.
The hazy light from the sky filtered in through the window screen. Although the room was dark, I could still see things.
She opened her eyes for a long while, not knowing what day it was.
But she soon came to her senses and found herself lying in a strong arm. She looked up and saw a cold and hard jaw and wheat-colored skin that were extremely familiar to her.
Wei Jing held her the entire night, in the same position as before she cried herself to sleep.
Shao Qing felt sad. She knew it was difficult for him, but if this couldn't be changed, she was afraid she could do nothing about it.
Her eyes were hot and uncomfortable, and her head hurt a little. After the outburst, she felt weak and exhausted, and a deep fatigue spread throughout her body.
"Ah Qing."
Just when Shao Qing was feeling a little depressed, Wei Jing moved. He lowered his head and looked at her, with obvious bloodshot in his eyes.
He reached out and gently stroked her haggard face, his voice was hoarse, "I promise you."
Wei Jing struggled all night.
She is just as important as revenge.
In fact, she was his only remaining attachment in the world.
The dead cannot be brought back to life, but the living cannot afford any mistakes. If Shao Qing were in danger one day, Wei Jing thought, he would give up the opportunity for revenge and save her first.
There may be another chance for revenge, but she can't do it again.
In the dilemma, the east wind finally prevailed over the west wind.
"I promise you that from now on, I will not ignore the lives of civilians for revenge, nor will I harm them for this purpose."
Wei Jing said this with a frown, which showed how intensely he struggled.
It's all because of her, and because of her, the compromises made have barely put a shackle on the hatred.
"well!"
After Shao Qing waited with bated breath, she was ecstatic. She immediately sat up on her knees and hugged him tightly, "Great, great!"
Tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that he still had a knot in his heart, but she also knew that he would not lie to her. It's good that he can take a step back. As long as he doesn't do this kind of behavior again, his ideas will change sooner or later.
He won't regret it.
The heavy shackles in her heart were finally removed. Shao Qing cried and laughed. She raised her face and kissed his chin heavily.
"Thank you!"
She was happy, grateful, and felt sorry for him. It was difficult to express all these emotions. In the end, she just repeated these words in a low voice: "Thank you, husband."
"Don't say thank you." There's no need between them.
Wei Jing frowned: "Don't say that nonsense again in the future. You will be fine, and we will always be together."
He was still brooding over what she said last night. Shao Qing felt a sore nose, but she endured it. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and smiled, "Okay!"
"I'll listen to you and I won't say anything else."
Her smile and her response, like the gurgling stream, slowly soaked into his heart. The anxiety caused by forcing myself to suppress hatred seemed to gradually ease.
Wei Jing stroked her face with his big hand and wiped away the tears with his thumb. He held her in his arms, feeling her warm body temperature, and whispered, "You should take good care of yourself and don't make me worry."
"good."
…
The two hugged each other for a long time. Shao Qing pulled Wei Jing to lie on the bed. He must have not closed his eyes all night.
Wei Jing did not refuse. He lay on his back on the big bed and hugged her with his left arm.
Shao Qing wanted him to catch up on his sleep, but after taking the medicine she fell asleep first.
For a long time.
Wei Jing tilted his head, and amidst the sound of shallow breathing, the face of the person in his arms was still gloomy, but his brows were relaxed.
It's all worth it.
He said this to himself.
The large palm tightened and grasped her hand tightly, holding her.
He slowly closed his eyes.
…
Once Shao Qing’s worries were gone, he recovered quickly.
She no longer had nightmares or low-grade fever, she became more energetic, and the symptoms of weakness in her limbs gradually disappeared.
Finally recovered from a serious illness.
Wei Jing was very happy, but it was not over yet, she still needed to recuperate, and he personally instructed Yan Ming to be serious and careful and not to be careless in the slightest.
Yan Ming curled his lips and turned around to prescribe some medicinal food.
The effect is good, but the taste is not good.
Shao Qing certainly valued her own health and cooperated very well, but every time she finished drinking with a frown on her face, she would always wonder if Yan Ming was taking out his anger on Wei Jing.
"Oh, it's too bitter. Are all medicinal foods so bitter?"
Shao Qing swallowed it in one gulp with her eyes closed. She almost vomited it back. She quickly covered her mouth and tilted her head back, closing her eyes and enduring the churning in her stomach.
“Is it bitter?”
Wei Jing hurriedly brought her some water to rinse her mouth. His brows were furrowed tightly. "I'll ask Yan Ming to adjust the prescription tomorrow."
He had never eaten medicinal food, but his mother used to eat it often. In his memory, his mother always ate it calmly and with a relaxed brow. Why is she like this now?
"Never mind, let's just leave it at that."
It’s better not to bother with it, she’s just complaining.
"The effect is quite good. I feel much better after taking it."
The feeling of weakness after recovering from a serious illness gradually disappeared, and every time after drinking the medicinal food, Shao Qing always felt warm in his chest and abdomen. This warm heat seemed to replenish the lost vitality, and there was an indescribable feeling of being filled, and the symptoms of cold hands and feet that had appeared recently disappeared.
Wei Jing picked up a piece of candied fruit and she opened her mouth to take it. She smiled at him, and he put his arms around her and looked at her face carefully.
The fat that Shao Qing had lost on her cheeks could not grow back all of a sudden, but the paleness had faded away, her skin became rosy again, and had a luster like mutton-fat jade. Her eyes were sparkling, and the light was flowing and shining.
"Husband?"
She called him, her voice deliberately drawn out, delicate but no longer weak, as if it was full of energy like a beating.
Wei Jing felt relieved all of a sudden. Although Yan Ming's medicinal food tasted unpalatable and made his wife suffer, its effect was indeed very good. Otherwise, he would ask if the taste could be improved?
"Yeah." He raised the corners of his lips and responded gently.
Shao Qing knelt on his legs and raised her body to be at eye level with him: "My husband, I'm fine now. When can I go out?"
This time the serious illness scared Wei Jing. He was very strict and didn't even let her go out because it was winter. He asked her to stay in the house and recuperate.
Shao Qing agreed with this point. After all, catching a cold would be troublesome, and she took her health very seriously. But what can I say? She has recovered from her illness now and has entered the stage of recuperation with herbal medicine. If she continues to do nothing, she will suffocate to death.
"I can go on duty now. I promise I won't be tired."
While things were still busy at the moment, Shao Qing felt that he could share some of the burden and it would be no problem if he did what he could.
If it were in the past, she would have made the decision herself, but Wei Jing had just made a difficult concession for her, and she was touched and wanted to follow him more. Besides, he is concerned about his own health, so there is nothing wrong in discussing it.
Wei Jing frowned and said, "No, Yan Ming said that I still need to recuperate for another two months and I must not overwork myself during this period."
He was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable if he restrained her, so he added: "It's okay for you to go out and walk around at any time, but remember to wear enough clothes and don't catch a cold."
"Two months?"
Shao Qing's eyes widened. What did it mean that she had to do nothing for two months? She hurriedly said, "Ren Yanming said not to overwork, so why can't I go on duty?"
Why does she have to take a two-month vacation?
embroidered? No, no; forget about writing or drawing; reading? It was okay, but the books in the county magistrate's mansion were basically various classics and biographies, not serious books. She only flipped through two of them and didn't like reading them very much.
"How about we call Yan Ming over tomorrow to ask if he can be on duty?"
Shao Qing was unwilling to do it, and Wei Jing had no choice but to think about it and said, "Why don't you take a break for another half a month, and then you can handle the official business."
"But you have to promise me that you won't get tired."
He put his face against her forehead and spoke softly. Although Shao Qing thought she would be fine now, she still compromised.
"All right"
She hugged his neck and muttered, "But you have to send someone to buy me some travel books. I don't like reading this."
She glanced at the heavy books on the small table. She honestly felt that reading these books was no easier than handling official business.
The lights flickered, and her eyes moved in the dim candlelight. Wei Jing's expression relaxed, "Okay, I'll go to the East Suburb Camp tomorrow and buy it for you when I come back. Which one do you want?"
"Uh, are you buying it? Then I want to..."
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The author has something to say: This time, Wei's situation was purely due to the compromise made by A-Qing. He has too much of a knot in his heart, and it's unrealistic to solve it all at once, but it's good enough to restrain his behavior, and let time take care of the rest~
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