klisemfg Chapter 223 Either Die of Illness or Become Poisoned
Chapter 223 Either Die of Illness or Become Poisoned
Shen Sangwan, who had succeeded, ran out of Cen Yan's house with a smile.
Looking up, she saw Shuyun walking towards her with a worried expression.
"What happened?"
Shuyun whispered a few words in Shen Sangwan's ear, and her smiling face instantly turned gloomy.
Turning to Wen Yuening, he said, "Yuening, something has happened to Shen Yujing."
Wen Yuening didn't say anything, but followed closely behind, and the three of them quickly headed towards the backyard.
A maid carrying a copper basin hurriedly came out of the house, her steps slightly flustered. Upon seeing Shen Sangwan, she hurriedly bowed.
Shen Sangwan had no time to pay attention; she nodded slightly and stepped inside.
The air was thick with the stench of blood. Lin Wanyi knelt beside the bed, tears streaming down her face.
"what happened?"
The physician in the government office rose to pay his respects and replied with a hint of regret, "Your Highness, this young master was already carrying a Gu poison, and after enduring many days of torment, he is now completely corrupted from the inside out. The repeated coughing up of blood is just a symptom. I'm afraid he... won't make it through the spring of next year."
Upon hearing this, Wen Yuening stepped forward, carefully took Shen Sangwan's pulse, and found that the result was the same as what the doctor had said. She nodded to Shen Sangwan.
This news might be a nightmare for Lin Wanyi, but for Shen Sangwan, it felt like a pillow being delivered to her when she was sleepy.
This would allow Shen Yujing to return to Beiwu safely, and also ensure his natural demise soon afterward.
"Your Highness!"
Just as Shen Sangwan was about to speak, Lin Wanyi spoke first, "Your Highness, may I accompany you?"
Shen Sangwan was slightly stunned. Shen Yujing was already in this state, so why was the other party still willing to go to Beiwu with him? And she didn't seem to have said that she would send Shen Yujing back now!
Do you understand...?
"Your Highness, I am fully aware of the consequences."
Seeing the other party's decisiveness, Shen Sangwan did not want to continue persuading him. "Then I will send someone back to Beiwu today, and you will go out of the city with him the day after tomorrow."
Upon hearing this, Lin Wanyi kowtowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."
Unable to understand what was going on, Shen Sangwan only instructed the doctor to take good care of Shen Yujing before quickly leaving the backyard.
"Is Your Highness thinking about Miss Lin?"
Seeing Shen Sangwan's puzzled expression, Wen Yuening, who had been silently following along, finally couldn't help but ask.
Shen Sangwan nodded, then shook her head, and then said with a hint of panic, "A-Ning, don't overthink it, I just..."
"Miss Lin could have been freed and left Ming Wang completely, but now she has chosen to go to Beiwu with him. It seems that the entanglement between the two of them is not as clear to you and me. This trip to Beiwu to see him off on his final journey may be her way of breaking free from the shackles in her heart."
Wen Yuening instinctively raised her hand and caught a snowflake that was drifting down from the sky.
"Your Highness, it's snowing!"
Shen Sangwan turned her gaze and saw scattered snowflakes falling gently.
As the north wind picked up, it rushed towards the two people under the corridor, their clothes fluttering and the chill becoming increasingly biting. Shen Sangwan hurriedly pulled Wen Yue Ning into her arms, trying her best to keep the cold wind from blowing on her, even though she herself had no sleeves.
The two embraced and quickly returned to their room.
The charcoal fire was burning brightly. Shen Sangwan pulled Wen Yuening's hand closer to the stove and rubbed her slightly cold hands with it.
"Is Your Highness warming A-Ning's hands, or is he using A-Ning's hands to warm his own?"
Compared to Shen Sangwan's cold hands, Wen Yuening's hands weren't that cold; in fact, they felt a bit cold when held by the other person.
Upon hearing this, Shen Sangwan awkwardly withdrew her hand, an unnatural smile appearing on her face.
Before she could withdraw her hand, Wen Yuening placed Shen Sangwan's hand in her own palm.
"Your Highness has always been in poor health. With the end of the year approaching and the weather getting colder, you don't even know to wear more clothes."
Shen Sangwan felt like she was swallowing a bitter pill.
She wore the clothes arranged by Wen Yuening, yet now she's being wrongly accused.
"Yes, yes, tomorrow I will definitely wrap myself up like a big rice dumpling to keep myself warm."
To avoid arguing over such trivial matters, Shen Sangwan simply went along with the other person's words and took full responsibility for the mistake.
After two days of peace, Cen Yan gradually recovered. The snow outside grew heavier, thickly covering the black tiles on the courtyard wall.
This day was also the day when the people of Nanjing sent Shen Yujing out of the city. Shen Sangwan got up early, tidied her clothes, and, at Wen Yuening's repeated instructions, put on an extra fox fur cloak.
To prevent any mishaps, he had Shuyun follow the caravan secretly with his guards, while he himself stood on the city wall, looking down at the slowly departing convoy.
Suddenly the carriage curtain was lifted, and Lin Wanyi's face appeared in Shen Sangwan's line of sight.
The two exchanged a glance, the other smiled meaningfully, and then lowered the curtain again.
Shen Sangwan's heart tightened, but it was gone in an instant.
"Is Master worried that the Ming King won't die after returning to the Northern Witch?"
Xiao Tong's voice came from behind her. She turned around and saw Wen Yuening standing to the side.
"Take your dog paws off Ah Ning's hand."
Moving her gaze downwards, she saw the two holding hands. Shen Sangwan felt a sudden surge of anger and strode over, shoving Xiao Tong aside.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Wen Yuening didn't speak up for Xiaotong. Instead, she took Shen Sangwan's hand and jokingly said, "From now on, how about letting only Your Highness hold your hand?"
With a touch of arrogance, Shen Sangwan turned her head to the side, refusing to look at the other person, and only gave a soft hum.
"Master, don't worry, even if Ming Wang doesn't die from the illness, he will die from the poison."
Xiao Tong, trying hard to make herself noticed, squeezed herself between the two, her big, bright eyes staring at Shen Sangwan.
Trying to awaken even a sliver of conscience in the other person.
"Oh!"
However, Shen Sangwan didn't really want to talk to Xiaotong, so she pushed her away again without hesitation and turned to Wen Yuening with a smile, saying, "Aning, it's cold today, perfect for hot pot. Let's go find Xiaoyan."
Completely oblivious, Xiaotong stood there dumbfounded.
"Master, aren't you going to ask why Mingwang died from the poison? I'm the one who administered the poison! At least praise me for it...!"
By the time Xiaotong finished muttering, Shen Sangwan and Wen Yuening had long since disappeared from the city wall.
After returning to the government office, Shen Sangwan had a large piece of the previously prepared base sauce cut out and put into a copper pot with water to dissolve it. After preparing the dishes, she personally made dipping sauces for Wen Yuening and Cen Yan.
Just when we thought it was a hot pot meal for only three people, someone came in from outside before we started eating to say that someone from Kyoto wanted to see Shen Sangwan.
After calculating the time, Shen Sangwan guessed it was Ruoying, so she had someone bring her in.
Cen Yan's originally calm heart trembled involuntarily the moment he saw Ruoying, his hands hidden under his sleeves began to tremble.
Seeing that the other person was safe and sound, I felt a little relieved.