In Yanyue Pavilion, Ke Xin was busy all the time, and it was almost noon when she finished feeding the medicine. Han Ruyue felt embarrassed and wanted to keep her to eat. She was not stupid. How could a mother have the mood to eat when her son was about to die?
Ke Xin declined politely: "Madam, please don't be polite. Master Liu and I are partners. His behavior... makes me feel uncomfortable. Let's wait until Master Liu gets better before eating."
Han Ruyue hoped that her son would get better, but this poison...it made her heartbroken just thinking about it. She turned around and asked Aunt Qiao to send Kexin away.
On the way back home, Ke Xin thought all the way. When he stopped the bleeding, he didn't see that the blood was black. This was different from the plot in the TV series and novels.
When she returned to the village, her family seemed very worried about Liu Feiyang. They asked her one by one about the situation of the young master of the Liu family, and their eyes were dryly waiting for her answer.
Ke Xin thought of that half-dead look and sighed and shook her head, "He's been poisoned. I'm afraid...he won't live long."
After hearing this, Ge Shuzhen sighed and said, "It's a good thing you didn't marry him, otherwise you would have become a widow."
satisfying:....
What's the matter? After all, the two terms "widow" and "husband-killer" are inseparable from her.
Jiang Yongtian sighed, "How could such a good child be poisoned? Didn't you ask a doctor to see him?"
"Who said it wasn't? It's a pity for the child." Jiang Yongwen also echoed.
"Even if you are strong, you will still be defeated by poison."
Cao Zhaodi made a finishing touch, and this statement was recognized by everyone.
Ke Xin was not in the mood to joke with everyone. She waved at them and returned to her room. She lay on the mattress and her mind was full of Liu Feiyang's past.
He muttered a few words: "It's a pity. This only child has been ruined by him. The future wealth of the huge Liu family..."
Before she could finish, Ke Xin became stiff again. Who was the one who wanted to assassinate Liu Feiyang? Who would benefit from his death? Just as she thought of something, she collapsed again.
"I'm not a detective, why would I think so much?"
After saying that, he closed his eyes and buried his face in the quilt, but his lifeless face could not be shaken off, which made Jiang Kexin very upset.
Just as lunch was ready, Xiaowu came again in his carriage.
He rushed into the main room at lightning speed and found Jiang Kexin among the crowd. He rushed over to drag her away, but was stopped by Jiang's family.
Ge Shuzhen pulled Xiaowu's arm, very dissatisfied: "Why are you pulling my girl? Let go."
"This kid came and didn't say anything, but wanted to take my daughter away. Who gave you the courage?" Jiang Yongtian also glared at Yan Jin, as if he wanted to swallow her.
Xiao Wu released Ke Xin's arm, bowed to the couple, and said respectfully, "I was reckless. My young master has woken up and is clamoring to see Miss Jiang. Madam sent me to fetch her."
Jiang Yongtian frowned: "Could it be that Master Liu is experiencing a last burst of energy?"
Ge Shuzhen nodded: "Probably."
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Kexin and thought to himself that Liu Feiyang might have fallen in love with his girl and was ready to take a look at her and close his eyes even when he died.
But her daughter was so young, and death was rare. After frightening Ke Xin, she thought of this and pulled Ke Xin behind her. Facing the anxious Xiao Wu, she said, "My daughter is still young and has already reached marriage. If her reputation is ruined, it will be difficult to find a husband. As for your young master... our family can't help Ke Xin."
Xiao Wu frowned, and put away the gentle look on his face. He stared at Ge Shuzhen coldly and raised his eyebrows: "My young master just wants to see Miss Jiang. What does it have to do with damaging her reputation?"
"Now, the young master and the young lady have been seeing each other for more than a day or two. Why can't they meet this time? Could it be that you think our young master is dying and you are destroying the bridge after crossing it?"
"You fawn over me when you need to, but now that my young master is failing, you want to kick him out?"
Ke Xin frowned and pushed Xiao Wu, her eyes filled with anger: "Xiao Wu, you're going too far."
"If I were like you said, I wouldn't have gone to Liu's house this morning. If I was afraid of getting into trouble and kicking Liu Feiyang, I wouldn't have saved him. Do you have a conscience when you say this?"
Xiao Wu was speechless after being scolded by Ke Xin, but he stiffened his neck and said, "That's because you have a kind heart. Not everyone has the same kind heart as you."
Ge Shuzhen knew that Xiaowu had misunderstood her, so she explained, "My Kexin is only fifteen and has never seen life or death. If your young master dies during this last breath, I'm afraid my Xiaojiu won't be able to bear it."
"As a mother, am I wrong to think about my daughter?"
Hearing this, Xiao Wu felt so angry that he didn't know who to vent his anger on. He looked at Ge Shuzhen coldly and said through gritted teeth, "My young master won't die. Thank you for your concern."
After that, he looked at Jiang Kexin and said, "Miss, please come with me. I can swear to you that I will never scare you."
Jiang Kexin didn't know what was going on, but Liu Feiyang insisted on seeing her, probably because he had something to explain. She walked out from behind her mother, nodded at Xiaowu, turned around, and said a few words to Ge Shuzhen.
"Mom, I'm not a child anymore, don't worry about me." She held Ge Shuzhen's hand and said with a smile: "Liu Feiyang and I are friends. If he is sick, it's normal for me to go see him and take care of him."
"I'm going. Don't worry. If I can't come back for something, I'll send someone to tell them."
After saying that, she waved to her family and followed Xiaowu.
Liu's House, Yanyue Pavilion.
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