In Ye Zhen's heart, the Marquis of Zhongyong was an elder, but he was currently without a blanket and only wearing his undergarments, so she turned her back to avoid suspicion.
But Xie Tingzhou has injured his back, so he probably won't be able to cover him properly with a blanket. It wouldn't be good to let a sick person catch a cold.
Ye Zhen then said, "I'll go find Xing Ze or Fu Guang to come in and have them apply some medicine for you."
Xie Tingzhou was reluctant to let her go. "No, when the old man is sick, he's like a child again. Last time, he even grabbed my sleeve and called me 'Dad' for half the night. My injury is nothing to worry about."
That's the truth, but Xing Ze was also there at the time.
Ye Zhen was unaware of his thoughts, but thinking about how Xing Zefu had witnessed the once majestic Marquis in such a scene, it was indeed inappropriate.
"That……"
I'll go then.
Before he could finish speaking, Xie Tingzhou reached out his hand again, "Pull me up, I'll go."
Ye Zhen was clear-headed, but he didn't want her to cover herself with the blanket.
He struggled to get up, covered the Marquis of Zhongyong with the blanket, and coaxed him, "Sleep well and don't move around."
The Marquis of Loyalty and Valor was burning up with fever and dreaming of his father when he heard this. He opened his mouth and said, "Father, I feel terrible..."
Ye Zhen's lips parted slightly, then closed after a long while, and she asked with difficulty, "Will he remember after he wakes up?"
Xie Tingzhou thought she looked a little dazed just now, but it was quite cute, and he laughed, "No, not at all."
To avoid an awkward silence, he explained, "Some people, when faced with a major shock, will temporarily escape, only remembering what they want to remember, or returning to times that make them feel happy and safe."
The Marquis of Loyalty and Valor was such a person.
Ye Zhen nodded.
The death of the eldest son, the betrayal and deception by the mother and wife, and the fact that the children she cherished were all her rivals in love—it was indeed a significant blow.
Ordinary people would probably be furious and insane if they encountered such a thing, and Marquis Zhongyong probably wished he could cut Liu Shi, Fu Jiang and the others into a thousand pieces.
Thinking this way, Ye Zhen was grateful to Xie Tingzhou for stopping her from killing Fu Jiang.
Thinking of Xie Tingzhou made her think of what had just happened, and her face flushed uncontrollably.
Feeling uncomfortable in the room, Ye Zhen made an excuse, "I'll go and cook some congee for the Marquis."
The old lady knew nothing about what was happening here, yet she was incredibly audacious and had a barbarian servant bring Fu Jiang into the mansion.
"Did you take Yunzhou's body away?"
She angrily asked Fu Jiang, "How could you be so impulsive? What if Xie Bang finds out?"
Fu Jiang had heard about this from the barbarian on his way here, and he denied it, saying, "It wasn't me. If I were to do it, I would have told you."
The old lady snorted coldly, "Did you inform me before you went to the horse farm or the manor?"
On the way here, I reminded you several times not to act impulsively. Yunzhou is gone, and Lanzhou is still too young to inherit the title. We must be extra careful and make new plans.”
"How many more years will we have to wait?"
Fu Jiang countered, "Lanzhou is only five years old. Are we going to wait ten or fifteen years? I'm already over forty. I can't wait any longer."
The old lady's brow twitched. "What do you want to do?"
Fu Jiang sneered, "Let's do what we're supposed to do."
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