Chapter 155 The Group's Favored Sickly Lady Female Supporting Character 11



The people in the Zhao Mansion prepared the carriage and the servant put his luggage in place.

Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao came out to see them off.

After this incident, the Zhao family felt a great sense of gratitude towards Ji Wenxu.

He bowed respectfully and promised to come and report when he achieved fame and honor.

"What you are saying, kid, is just an ordinary matter. Don't take it to heart. Your studies are more important." Mrs. Zhao said to him.

Mr. Zhao told him to be careful on the road and be more vigilant so as not to be targeted by thieves and have his property stolen.

Ji Wenxu responded to all of them.

Time was running out and it would probably take another two or three days on the road. He would also have to find a place to stay in the capital, so he had to say goodbye to the two and get on a carriage.

He walked so fast that he didn't have time to care why Mrs. Zhao's eyes were red.

The journey is long and the road ahead is unknown, but Ji Wenxu has endless expectations in his heart.

After so much preparation, the opportunity to show off finally arrived. He was well aware of his abilities and was mentally stable, looking forward to what would happen after he achieved success.

He had only dared to call her sister before, because the future was uncertain and he was not worthy of her at that time. Later, his knowledge gradually became solid, and the teacher secretly admired him. When Madam Zhao went to persuade him, his little thoughts secretly emerged.

He could now fantasize about fairies.

Happy, happy.

He held a peace locket in his hand, made of smooth and delicate material, which he had begged from Huanhuan.

He also gave Yu Huan a jade pendant that was passed down from his family, saying that he was afraid it would be lost on the way.

But this is more like an exchange of tokens of love.

If he came back late and she got angry and didn't recognize him and wanted to marry someone else, he would take out this thing to prove that they were still in love.

He wants to come back in glory and marry his beloved girl after his return.

"It's really cold today." The coachman said, breaking his endless thoughts.

Ji Wenxu lifted the curtain and looked over. The trees along the road were still leafless. He murmured, "This year is really strange. There has been no snow all winter."

It seemed like some kind of bad omen, and Ji Wenxu always felt a little uneasy.

The servant said, "Maybe he has caught up. Maybe he will get off the boat in two days."

This is actually true.

As soon as they arrived in the capital, snow began to fall. By the time they found a place to stay and moved in, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow.

"Fortunately we arrived before it snowed, otherwise the road would be difficult to walk on." The servant was thankful.

Ji Wenxu felt a little more at peace. After tidying up, he continued reading.

When I think of Yu Huan occasionally, I always think of that first year. She snuggled up to the old lady, playing with the bamboo shoots in the bowl, throwing books at him, and she was angry and she laughed.

As I thought about it, my longing slowly accumulated.

He hadn't been able to spend the second year with her properly, and the impression wasn't as profound as the first. But after that, they had many years to spend together, and they could take their time.

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Zhao Mansion

As soon as Ji Wenxu left the house, Yu Huan collapsed.

The maids hurriedly supported her, and with tears in their eyes, they gently wiped off the powder on her face with wet handkerchiefs, revealing an extremely pale face.

The previous doctors are no longer sufficient.

These days, the Zhao family invited countless doctors and changed medicines one after another, but Yu Huan's vitality was getting weaker and weaker.

Yu Huan has been falling into a coma frequently lately and has been unable to eat. Occasionally, when he wakes up, he drinks a bowl of medicine and feels full.

No one knew what the doctors said to them, but every time they opened their eyes, they could see Madam Zhao sitting by the couch wiping her tears.

"Mom." She perked up and called softly.

"Hey, Mom's here." Mrs. Zhao blinked a few times and quickly suppressed her emotions. "What do you want? I'll get it for you. Do you want something to eat or some water?"

"Why are you crying?" she asked in a low voice.

"Mom, my eyesight is not good. I didn't sleep well and I am always blurry..." Mrs. Zhao explained hastily.

"Can't bear to leave me?" she asked softly.

Mrs. Zhao just stood there, staring blankly at her first child, the one she had carried for ten months. The child was so thin, and looked at her with admiration and dependence, as if he was still a child.

Such a good kid!

She was so good, so good, and never a cause for worry, but she was born weak and always had medicine with her... She regretted falling countless times, and she felt that it was her premature birth that made her like this.

But she never blamed her.

Mrs. Zhao's eyes were filled with tears and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

She choked up and shook her head. Yes, of course she was reluctant. There were so many people in the world, why should her child go first?

"I can't bear to leave Mom, Dad, and Grandma either." Yu Huan held Madam Zhao's hand. "But there's nothing I can do, right?"

Mrs. Zhao opened her mouth, wanting to coax her, saying that there was no way out, that she and her father would find the best doctor and would definitely cure her...

But these words have been said thousands of times.

She couldn't even convince herself.

At such a tragic moment, she suddenly smiled and tried to comfort her: "This is also a good thing, mother. You see, if I die, I will finally not have to take medicine every meal. Maybe I can be reborn into a healthy body in my next life."

Mrs. Zhao didn't dare to hear the word "death" and covered her mouth to prevent her from saying it.

But Yu Huan pulled her hand down, his eyes moist, and muttered, "I just don't know if there will be a mother who treats me as well as I do in my next life."

"Yes, there must be." Mrs. Zhao was already in tears. She thought, she would be willing to give up the remaining years of her life in exchange for the love of her parents and good health in her next life.

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