Jiang Shi shook his head slightly: "No."
He looked at Yu Tanqi's eyebrows and said softly, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
Yu Tanqi curved his lips and smiled: "It's okay, I hope you wake up."
She knew that he was not really seriously ill.
But if the play is to be performed well, she shouldn't know.
And the male protagonist's pale face is really heartbreaking.
Linlang brought Xu Mubai into the house.
Xu Mubai pretended to examine Jiang Shi and then said, "The prince is still weak. He can only eat some porridge and rest more."
Yu Tanqi said, "I'll feed the prince porridge."
Xu Mubai watched her holding a bowl of warm porridge and feeding it spoonful by spoonful to the weak and pale boy on the bed. His eyes flickered slightly and he sighed.
A girl's feelings are pure and beautiful.
He picked up the medicine box and left quietly.
After finishing his porridge, Jiang Shi looked at Yu Tanqi and said, "You've been tired all day, go back and rest. You don't have to stay with me tomorrow. If you fall ill, I will feel sad and guilty."
He was happy to see her as soon as he opened his eyes, but also felt sorry for her having to stay by his side all day.
Yu Tanqi said, "I have nothing else to do anyway, so just let me take care of you. I'm not as weak as you think, and I won't fall ill so easily."
Her eyes were clear and bright, as if they contained a dazzling galaxy.
Jiang Shi couldn't bear to refuse, so he sighed softly, but his heart felt very warm.
He was somewhat attached to this moment, staring at her with his dark eyes without blinking.
The night outside the window was dark. Jiang Shi remembered the girl lying tiredly beside the bed when he woke up, and whispered, "It's late, you should go back and rest."
Yu Tanqi nodded: "Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow."
She tucked the quilt in carefully before turning and leaving.
When she turned around, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and yawned. After reading all day and overusing her brain, she felt sleepy easily.
Danqing walked into the house only after Yu Tanqi left.
The young man leaning against the headboard still looked weak and pale, but his expression was less gentle.
Danqing bowed his head and whispered respectfully, "Master, everything went smoothly as planned."
Jiang Shi’s eyes were deep, like the quiet night outside the window.
He looked at the closed door, wondering what he was thinking.
…
Rumors in the capital are always updated very quickly, keeping up with current events.
They looked at the tightly closed gate of the Wu'an Marquis Mansion, eating melon seeds and chatting.
"This Wu'an Marquis's son is truly 'sickly'. He just spent a few days in the Dali Temple, and he came out looking like this."
"I heard that the Dali Temple treated him to delicious food and drinks, but he couldn't bear it. If he were to take the imperial examination, wouldn't he die before he even passed?"
"He's even more delicate than a weak woman. He's still like this after all these years. How could Marquis Wu'an have a son like him?"
These days, the people of the Jiang family have been trying hard to fan the flames and spread rumors that are not good for Jiang Shi.
They were furious because they hadn't received anything good from the Wu'an Marquis Mansion for some time and were about to lose their wealthy and decent life.
Jiang Yongcun has been going to brothels less frequently these days because he doesn't have enough money.
Chen cursed: "It's obvious that Jiang Shi and I are legitimate relatives. Who the hell is Yu Tanqi? Jiang Shi is such a traitor. He actually sides with her instead of us!"
Jiang Yongcun said with a gloomy face: "Dad, you have to find a solution quickly."
It is so painful not to be able to squander the days.
For some reason, Jiang Yongcun had a very bad feeling.
He always felt that Jiang Shi had changed a lot and was not as weak and vulnerable as before.
A sinister look flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes: "He's lucky this time, but he won't be so lucky next time."
Qin from next door also gnashed her teeth, jealous and envious, saying, "The emperor has rewarded Jiang Shi with so many good things, they should have been ours!"
But now they can't even enter the gate of Wu'an Marquis Mansion!
Jiang Qin said coldly: "Why rush? He also needs to live a life of wealth and glory."
Qin's eyes lit up: "Master, you mean..."
Jiang Qin's face was expressionless, his voice filled with a chilling chill: "Jiang Shi was frail and terminally ill. It's normal for him to die."
They once again intended to kill Jiang Shi.
When Jiang Shi was just born, they tried to kill him countless times, but he survived every time. I don’t know if it was because he was lucky or because Jiang Chu was able to protect his son even after his death.
After all, Jiang Qi, Jiang Qin and Jiang Chu are not born of the same mother. Maybe they had some friendship when they were young, but this friendship is not worth mentioning in the face of Potian's wealth.
They are both children of the Jiang family, so why was Jiang Chu able to marry Lan Luozhu, a beauty who was famous in the capital at that time, and was granted the title of Marquis of Wu'an at a young age, while they had to be cautious in the officialdom and were still just minor officials even after so many years?
Jealousy has distorted them beyond recognition.
Originally, when they couldn't kill Jiang Shi, they thought about treating him well and letting him give up the Marquisate willingly. But now he actually refused to let them enter the Marquisate of Wu'an for the sake of an outsider. This was really unbearable for them.
Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk, and this time, they must not fail again.
After the Marquis of Wu'an came out of the Dali Temple, he fell ill in bed. The third prince entered the Dali Temple, and the person responsible for examining him was still the sixth prince.
And the palace examination came as scheduled.
After Yu Tanqi sent Xie Jing out of the house, he returned to Jiang Shi's house. He was now bedridden, but he was awake more often every day. He would read medical books with her and teach her some of the knowledge he had learned in a gentle voice.
The boy's voice was gentle and pleasant, and he was very patient. No matter what Yu Tanqi asked, he would explain it carefully and patiently.
Yu Tanqi still remembered that he was a patient and she was only willing to let him teach her for half an hour every day. For the rest of the time, she would tell him stories to pass the time.
She would never admit that she didn't really want to study.
"I heard that if you are in a good mood, your illness will heal faster. Zi'an, let me tell you some interesting stories." The girl's eyes and eyebrows were curved, lively and smart.
Jiang Shi looked at her and nodded slowly: "Okay."
Yu Tanqi told him a few jokes that he had tried hard to think of.
It has been more than two months since she came to this world. She suddenly realized that her memory of the 21st century was becoming increasingly vague. She was a little scared, afraid that she would eventually forget who she was and truly become the "Yu Tanqi" of this world.
This was a world with clear social classes and male superiority. She was lucky enough to be transformed into a lady from a noble family and live a life that was even easier than her life in the 21st century.
But after all, this is not a world where "everyone is equal" on the surface.
She doesn't want to be assimilated, she wants to remember more of the 21st century, which is her "self".
Yu Tanqi was afraid that one day she would become like all the other women here, obeying her husband after marriage and her son after her husband's death.
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