Chapter 87 He still has me, but you came alone...
Su Zi lay weakly on the bed, her face pale, while the young apprentice fed her medicine spoonful by spoonful.
Su Mang applied medicine to Su Zi's bloodied and mangled hand, carefully applying medicine to each of the wounds on her knuckles and bandaging them very meticulously.
Upon seeing this, Fu Yun stopped abruptly, stood silently for a moment, then turned and returned to the pharmacy lobby.
Both guards Fang and Zhang were slightly taken aback when they saw Fu Jun return so quickly. A hint of doubt flashed in their eyes. They subconsciously exchanged a glance and asked in unison, "Is Young Master Su going out again?"
Fu Jun nodded slightly in response, "Yes, I have something to do and I'll be right back."
Guard Zhang quickly replied, "Then I'll go with you."
Fu Yun waved his hand: "No need, I'm nearby, I'll be back soon."
Zhang opened her mouth as if to say something, but Fang grabbed her wrist and then smiled at Fu Yun, saying, "Okay, Young Master Su, please be careful."
Fu Yun grunted in agreement, said nothing more, and strode out of the pharmacy.
Judging from the attitudes of Guard Fang and Guard Zhang when they met Zhilan twice, Guard Fang seemed to have recognized Zhilan's identity, but Guard Zhang did not.
The faint sound of Zhang the guard's complaint came from behind: "Why are you pulling me? How can you let him go out alone?"
Fu Jun paused slightly as she was about to leave, pondered for a couple of seconds, and quickly turned to stop on the side of the doorway.
Guard Fang whispered a reminder: "Keep your voice down."
"The person's already gone, why would we be afraid he'd hear us?"
"I just don't understand, why did you stop me from going with him? Young Master Su is delicate and frail, and the situation outside is dire. What if he encounters danger if we let him go out alone? How are we going to explain this to our superiors?"
"Are you stupid?" Guard Fang said irritably, "Young Master Su isn't a criminal. You're following him around all the time. What's the difference between that and spying on him? If you were in his shoes, would you be happy to have a tail following you every time you went out?"
"But we were just following orders! We weren't deliberately monitoring his every move."
"Besides, isn't my following him for his safety?"
“Even if you mean well, if we don’t give him any space at all, it will make him feel uncomfortable. Let’s not push him too hard. You probably know that with his intelligence, he couldn’t possibly not guess our real purpose, but he still cooperated and told us where he was going. Shouldn’t we give him the respect and trust he deserves?”
"So what if we know? We're not harming him, we're protecting him."
"Speaking of which..." Guard Zhang's tone carried a hint of doubt: "What exactly are you worried about? I've never seen you make such a fuss before. We just need to complete the task assigned by the boss, why do you care so much? Or is it that you've also been attracted by his good looks and have developed feelings for him?"
"What nonsense are you spouting? You don't believe me when I say you're a pig-brain. You always act so recklessly, never knowing how to think things through. Can't you see that His Majesty treats him differently? If you upset him now, you'll regret it later. If you don't believe me, go ahead and do what you want."
"I……"
"Wait a minute, you mean His Majesty's feelings for him..."
"Shh!"
The guard said in an annoyed tone, "Why are you shouting so loudly? You're making a fuss over nothing. Be careful, the walls may have ears."
Guard Zhang suddenly raised his voice, startling Fu Yun so much that his elbow almost hit the wall of the pharmacy, but he quickly regained his composure.
Alright! He is the one behind the wall, but unfortunately they misunderstood. How could Zhilan's thoughts be so easily guessed?
Fu Yun was somewhat amused and exasperated, as two more people had inexplicably misunderstood his relationship with Zhilan.
"In short, just keep that in mind. Don't say I didn't remind you to think things through before you act."
"Alright! Maybe you're right, I was too impatient."
Guard Zhang seemed to have given in, and sighed, "I'll be more careful in the future and try not to upset Young Master Su. I hope he doesn't hold it against me."
Fu Yun shook his head inwardly, decided not to linger any longer, and left quietly.
Just as he guessed, Guard Zhang and Guard Fang were indeed sent by the Empress, but not by Zhilan herself. Instead, the head of the royal secret guards gave orders to his subordinates according to Zhilan's command.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have been just Guard Fang who recognized the Empress's identity while Guard Zhang remained completely unaware.
Fu Yun walked and pondered, and soon arrived at the pancake stall opposite the pharmacy.
He asked the vendor for a few egg pancakes, paid the bill, and then went back to the pharmacy without stopping.
Seeing that Fu Jun had returned in such a short time, Guard Zhang and Guard Fang looked at each other, not understanding what he meant by coming and going so many times.
It wasn't until Fu Yun raised his arm, revealing the bag of pancakes under his long sleeves, and handed two egg pancakes to the two women that they fully understood that his excuse of going out for a while was specifically to buy them pancakes.
Seeing that Guard Zhang and Guard Fang were stunned, Fu Yun raised the bag of cakes in her hand: "Take it! You've been busy all day and haven't had a bite to eat. Take it and fill your stomach first."
The guard immediately snapped out of his daze, reached out and took it, and politely thanked him, saying, "Thank you."
Seeing that Guard Zhang was still in a daze, she quickly nudged him lightly with her elbow: "Young Master Su meant well, why are you staring blankly?"
Guard Zhang immediately came to his senses and quickly reached out to take it, saying, "Thank you, Young Master Su, for your generosity."
Fu Yun shook her head, indicating that the two of them didn't need to be polite, and then took the remaining egg pancakes into the inner room.
As he approached the door, he consciously slowed his pace and looked inside. He saw that the medicine boy was no longer there, but Su Mang seemed to still be bandaging Su Zi with her head down. So he walked to the side and waited patiently outside the door.
Fu Yun didn't know that Su Mang had heard light footsteps when he approached the room earlier. She was familiar with Fu Yun's footsteps and knew that the young master had arrived. However, before she could look at the door, the footsteps outside quickly disappeared.
The young man came and went, but Su Mang didn't think much of it, assuming that he had thought of something and went out to take care of it.
Hearing footsteps this time, but not seeing the young master come in for a long time, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. She looked up at the door and found that the young master was waiting outside with his back to the door.
She asked curiously, "Young master, what are you doing standing outside the door?"
Fu Yun turned around and asked instead of answering, "Is the wound bandaged?"
Su Mang replied, puzzled, "Alright, I just gave her some warm water to soothe her throat."
"Is it... young master... here?"
Su Zi's weak voice came over.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yun stepped into the room and walked towards the bed.
Hearing footsteps, Su Zi's eyes darted around, looking towards where Fu Jun was.
Seeing that her face was ashen and she looked lifeless, as if she were about to meet the King of Hell, Fu Yun couldn't help but feel worried: "Are you alright?"
Su Zi gently shook her head, slowly swallowed, and forced a smile: "Young master... I... am fine... thank you..."
Seeing that she was having a hard time speaking, he couldn't bear to ask any more questions and gently interrupted, "Don't talk anymore, just rest."
Su Zi was weak and listless, her eyes filled with self-reproach: "Young Master..."
Su Mang patted Su Zi's hand and gently interrupted, "Listen to the young master, don't talk for now, focus on healing your injuries first."
Su Zi then stopped what she was about to say, but her eyes held a complex mix of emotions, including annoyance and guilt.
Fu Yun withdrew her gaze, placed the egg pancake in her hand on the small table beside the bed, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what Su Zi likes to eat. I'll give the medicine boy some silver later and ask her to help you two prepare some nutritious food. Here's some egg pancake; you two can fill your stomachs first."
Su Mang got up from the bedside, walked to Fu Jun's side, and said in a low voice, "If you are busy these two days, young master, you don't need to come to see me and Su Zi. I will stay here and take good care of Su Zi. You can go and do your thing without worry."
Su Mang guessed he was busy, and Fu Jun wasn't surprised. After all, they had been living in the same house these days, and Su Mang had noticed that he was going out to run errands from time to time. However, she didn't ask, and he wouldn't deliberately explain. After all, he couldn't tell her the truth, and lying and making up stories would only seem like a cover-up, so it was better not to say anything.
"I do need to go out of town tomorrow. I'm not sure if I can get back on the same day after I finish my business, but it shouldn't take too much time. I'll try to make it back on the same day. As for Su Zi, I'll have to trouble you here."
Su Mang laughed and said, "Young master, what are you saying? Su Zi is my sister, it is my duty to take care of her."
Fu Yun didn't say anything, but only asked, "How are your injuries? Have they been treated?"
Su Mang smiled slightly, moved her arms, and shook her neck from side to side: "I was just hit a few times by them, it's just a few superficial injuries, nothing serious."
Fu Yun pressed further, "Were any internal organs damaged?"
Su Mang shook her head, her face showing gratitude: "Thanks to you and the two gentlemen for arriving in time, my internal organs were not injured."
Fu Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
"It's getting late, I'll head back now. I won't come back tomorrow morning, but I'll come back tonight if I have time."
As he spoke, he looked at Su Zi and said, "Take good care of your injuries. We can talk about anything else when you're feeling better."
Su Zi nodded with gratitude in her eyes, "Mm..."
After giving his instructions, Fu Yun turned and left.
Su Mang quickly reminded him, "Young master, be careful on the road."
Fu Yun waved and walked out of the room.
When he arrived at the pharmacy lobby, Guard Fang and Guard Zhang were eating guanbing (a type of flatbread).
"You two eat first, I need to talk to the medicine boy about something."
Guard Fang and Guard Zhang nodded, indicating that they understood.
Fu Yun found the medicine boy, gave her some silver, and instructed her to buy some of Su Mang and Su Zi's favorite dishes over the next few days.
By the time he finished giving his instructions and left, Guard Zhang and Guard Fang had already finished their egg pancakes.
When Fu Yun returned to Qingming Pavilion, Lu Zhisheng and Cheng Jincheng were just about to close the milk tea shop.
Upon seeing Fu Yun return, the two quickly locked the doors and windows and went to greet her.
"Is Miss Su alright?"
Fu Yun said, "It's alright, I'll be fine after some rest."
Before they could answer, Fu Yun added, "I'm leaving the city tomorrow, so I'll leave the tea shop to you two for the next couple of days."
Lu Zhisheng smiled and said, "Young Master Su and I don't need to stand on ceremony."
Fu Yun smiled and said, "Alright then, we won't stand on ceremony. Qingming Pavilion is now in your hands."
Lu Zhisheng was deeply moved by Fu Yun's trust in him and solemnly promised, "I will certainly not disappoint Young Master Su."
Fu Jun patted him on the shoulder: "I believe in you."
He looked at Cheng Jincheng and said, "Help Lu Zhisheng for the next couple of days. When I get back, you'll have to focus on your professional work."
Cheng Jincheng laughed heartily: "Sure! I'm looking forward to your good news."
"Let's go, since we're already closed, let's go home!"
Fu Yun first rented a carriage to take Lu Zhisheng home. After saying goodbye to Lu Zhisheng, he went back to Su Mang's house with Cheng Jincheng.
Guard Fang watched the two of them enter the house, then spurred his horse and hurried back to the city.
Early the next morning.
Fu Yun tidied herself up and went out with Cheng Jincheng.
After dropping Cheng Jincheng off at Qingming Pavilion, he returned the carriage, rented a horse, and headed towards the city gate.
Not long after leaving the city gate, Fu Yun discovered that the woman distributing porridge was doing it again, just like the day before. The line of refugees and the two women distributing porridge in the middle were exactly the same as before, as if it were an unchanging assembly line.
Before he could observe carefully, a voice came from not far away: "Young Master Su, we are here."
At that moment, Ye Lan waved to him from not far away.
Fu Yun looked up and saw that there were several people standing on Ye Lan's side.
Besides Qian Qingling and Xing Fei, Commander Liu Lan was also present.
Behind them stood about twenty women, who, judging from their clothing, were probably the workers he wanted.
Fu Yun strolled forward and stopped in front of Ye Lan and the others.
Qian Qingling's gaze was fixed on Fu Jun, her dark eyes staring straight at him, her emotions unreadable, which made one feel a little uneasy.
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Qian Qingling's gaze was a bit strange, as if it carried an inexplicable anger, yet she just stared at him without blinking and didn't say a word.
Fu Jun was puzzled, but didn't ask any further questions.
Ye Lan glanced behind Fu Jun, her delicate brows furrowing slightly: "Did you come alone?"
Fu Yun nodded and was about to explain when a gentle breeze suddenly blew up from above, and then a black figure descended from above and landed steadily beside him.
Just as Fu Yun was about to turn her head to look, a familiar and pleasant voice struck her ear heavily: "He did not come alone, he came with me."
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