Meng Qingluan prepared to jump down and walk to the bed herself.
Shen Yan held her tightly and carried her to the bed in that position.
As soon as Meng Qingluan's bottom touched the soft mattress, she immediately let go of his hand. A little embarrassed, she wiped away her tears, put on her socks, and asked him...
"How are you feeling? Any better?"
Chen Yan nodded.
"She's out of danger."
Meng Qingluan looked up at him, asking with some uncertainty.
"real?"
"Hmm..." Shen Yan bent down and brought his head close to Meng Qingluan's body, "Feel it."
"..."
Suddenly, a magnified version of Shen Yan's handsome face appeared. Meng Qingluan blushed and stiffly raised her hand to touch his forehead.
He frowned and said, "I still have a slight fever. Let's go buy some medicine after we finish eating."
Fearing that Chen Yan would make excuses again, Meng Qingluan quickly raised her index finger and threatened him.
"Don't say no. Be a good girl and come with me to see the doctor to take your pulse and get your medicine later."
Chen Yan nodded and blinked obediently.
Meng Qingluan withdrew her hand with satisfaction, and Chen Yan thought, "This brat has become much more obedient after getting sick once."
As a result, my attitude towards myself has also improved a lot.
"Meng Qingluan," Shen Yan called softly.
"Um?"
Meng Qingluan had just stood up when he called her back. She was puzzled and a little anxious.
That stinky inkstone? It's so easy to be praised; I just finished praising it and it interrupted my meal.
I'm starving right now, why am I making noises?
Shen Yan turned her head, her fair fingertips curling up slightly, before finally asking the question after a long while.
"Why...why are you so good to me? I'm worthless."
Chen Yan spoke slowly, his voice drawn out, with a hint of cautious probing, and he glanced at her casually.
"Well..." Meng Qingluan was stumped by his question and stood there thinking.
Meng Qingluan suddenly became serious and held Shen Yan's face firmly in her hands.
"I am none other than the one known as 'A Pear Blossom Overshadows a Begonia,' nicknamed 'The Jade-Faced Little Flying Dragon Who Can Do Anything, Heaven or Earth,' the embodiment of handsomeness and wisdom, a blend of chivalry and benevolence, the esteemed senior master and great hero!"
"..."
The emotions that Chen Yan had been building up all morning froze instantly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and in the end, he could only squeeze out one sentence.
"What……?"
Meng Qingluan blinked and returned his smile with an innocent and naive one.
"Should I try again?" Meng Qingluan said without hesitation, "I am..."
"No!" Shen Yan covered her mouth, exasperated.
Chen Yan dejectedly let go of his hand and walked to the dining table to sit down, looking lost.
He shouldn't have held any hope that Meng Qingluan would say anything nice.
No, he didn't expect anything in the first place.
Looking at Shen Yan's distraught appearance, Meng Qingluan felt that he resembled a little stray dog she had once raised.
Meng Qingluan walked to Shen Yan's side and patted him on the shoulder.
Shen Yan looked up and saw Meng Qingluan standing in front of him, backlit, the midday sun casting a fuzzy golden edge on her.
Meng Qingluan grinned, revealing a row of clean, white teeth. "Chen Yan, why do you only ask me why I'm so good to you?"
"What do you mean?" Shen Yan didn't understand her words.
Meng Qingluan patted his shoulders with both hands and gently instructed him with her eyes.
"Kindness is mutual. I am good to you because you are a good person."
"You pawned the jade pendant your mother left you to help me pay off my debts, and you even got injured picking wild vegetables in the back mountains to help me supplement my household income. You also got sick yesterday while waiting for me."
"..."
Shen Yan looked up at her.
Is he good to her?
Just a few days ago she was terrified of me, so why would she be so kind to me just because of these few ordinary little things I did?
How could you be so stupid?
How silly...
Meng Qingluan's eyes sparkled as she sat back down in her chair, resting her chin on her hands with a look of longing.
"I heard that the preliminary exam will be moved to next month this year. You should register then. I believe in you!"
Shen Yan was taken aback when he heard Meng Qingluan's words and asked.
How did you know?
How did she know? Of course, it's because she read the whole novel.
Meng Qingluan lied without changing her expression, "I sell food at a street stall all day long, and these are just rumors I heard."
Shen Yan asked her, "If I don't pass the exam, will you sell me?"
"No," Meng Qingluan replied firmly, lifting his chin with her index finger.
“Our Ah-you is so beautiful, seeing you every day is a bonus, how could I bear to sell you?”
"..."
The two looked at each other, meeting Meng Qingluan's smiling eyes.
Chen Yan's bright eyes showed some panic. He awkwardly looked away first, grabbed her hand, and put it down.
Chen Yan said softly, "You're talking nonsense again."
Meng Qingluan hummed smugly twice without saying a word, and buried her head in her rice.
The words Meng Qingluan had just said were still echoing in Shen Yan's ears, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
You said it yourself.
If she dares to abandon him, he will break her wings so that she can never fly away again.
"..."
The two ate the lunch that Chen Yan had served.
Meng Qingluan was hungry when she woke up, and since the original owner was seventeen or eighteen years old and still growing, she ate three bowls of rice by herself.
Shen Yan was still not fully recovered and could only sip his plain porridge, occasionally putting a couple of bites of food on Meng Qingluan's plate.
After the two finished their meal, Meng Qingluan took Shen Yan to the clinic for a checkup.
Shen Yan's body has been left with serious health problems, and he is suffering from coldness. The doctor said he needs to be treated slowly.
Shen Yan frowned impatiently as he listened to the doctor's long, rambling explanation.
Meng Qingluan frowned as she listened, and immediately took out an ounce of silver and slammed it on the table.
"Doctor...no, doctor! You must save him!"
doctor?
The term "沉砚" (chenyan) is somewhat strange, as it's a completely unfamiliar and inexplicable term.
"..."
The doctor's eyes lit up, and he was about to snatch the money when Chen Yan waved his hand and handed it back to Meng Qingluan.
"It's too complicated. I only take medicine for colds."
Meng Qingluan disagreed, urging, "How can you do that? You should give the money to the doctor quickly; your health is the most important thing."
Chen Yan: "The medicine is bitter."
Meng Qingluan snatched the silver from his hand, saying, "Eating candied fruit will make it less bitter."
"expensive."
"Wordy."
Meng Qingluan had no choice but to pay the money directly.
The doctor wrote out the prescription, the young pharmacist collected the herbs, and in one smooth and efficient process, the medicine was neatly packaged and placed in Shen Yan's hand.
…
When the two returned to the village, Aunt Meng had not yet been released.
Meng Qingluan saw her uncle Meng standing at her front gate from afar and walked over with a smile.
Meng Qingluan didn't mince words, extending her hand directly, "You came empty-handed? Where's the money?"
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