Mi primer marido después de la transmigración

Capítulo 82

Yin Yan shook her head and smiled, "Weren't I helping Mr. Qi use the new medicine last night? Now that you're here, I'll go to sleep right away." With that, she tidied the room again before carrying a pile of clothes and fabric out. Yin Yan left, and Zinuo still hadn't arrived; apparently, he was checking the defenses. Gan Lin was waiting outside as usual, leaving only Shen Haoyu and me in the room.

I cleared my throat a little awkwardly and asked, "Did Mr. Qi say when the young prince's injuries will heal?"

Shen Haoyu gave a wry smile, his face still pale from blood loss: "I don't know, we'll have to see how effective the new drug is."

After asking that question, I couldn't think of anything else to say, so I bowed respectfully to Shen Haoyu and said, "Thank you for saving Zinuo, Your Highness."

Shen Haoyu shook his head slightly and leaned back. I quickly helped him adjust his pillow to make him more comfortable. Gently closing his eyes, Shen Haoyu leaned against the pillow and stopped speaking, but his chest began to heave more and more violently. As if finally unable to hold back, Shen Haoyu turned his head and coughed. I watched him anxiously and reached out to pat his back. How badly had those two swords damaged his internal organs? Had they damaged his lungs?

Seeing the once proud yet somewhat awkward Shen Haoyu lying weak and helpless before her, her heart ached. She wasn't very good at taking care of people; she hoped nothing bad would happen to him.

After coughing for a while, Shen Haoyu finally calmed down. Because he had strained his chest while coughing, blood seeped out from the wound on his chest again. I glanced at Shen Haoyu with embarrassment, looking at the gauze that was gradually being stained red with blood, wondering if I should change the gauze.

Shen Haoyu chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Let's change it after the bleeding stops."

"What should we use to stop the bleeding?" I don't know anything about acupressure or anything like that.

Shen Haoyu shook his head and smiled, "It will stop on its own in a while. It's just that the wound inside has reopened a bit, but the bleeding won't keep going on and on."

Seeing that Shen Haoyu seemed used to this situation, I stopped thinking about it and quietly waited for the bleeding to stop on its own. Thinking back to my last injury, the doctor said I had damaged some organs (though I didn't know specifically whether it was my liver or kidneys or something), but I didn't suffer like Shen Haoyu. I suppose it was because the sword that stabbed him was poisoned.

Once the red stains on the gauze had stopped spreading, I carefully unbuttoned and removed Shen Haoyu's shirt. No wonder he was wearing such loose clothing; he must have to change the gauze frequently. I carefully peeled away the gauze wrapped around Shen Haoyu's chest, then took a clean cotton cloth from the tray beside the bed, soaked it in medicine, and wiped away the bloodstains from the three wounds on his chest and back. Shen Haoyu pointed to a small box inside. I took it and opened it; it contained a box of pink ointment, emitting a faint, pleasant fragrance.

"Apply this," Shen Haoyu said.

I carefully dipped a cotton swab into the ointment in the box and gently applied it to the wound, spreading it evenly. After applying the ointment, I took a new gauze and wrapped it around Shen Haoyu again, then dressed him and tidied up my things.

When I finished doing all that and looked at Shen Haoyu again, he had a faint smile on his face and was staring at me without blinking. I awkwardly said, "Young Prince, you should lie down properly and not reopen your wound."

Upon hearing this, Shen Haoyu's faint smile suddenly widened: "Huai'en, I need to use the restroom."

What? Need to relieve myself? I felt all the blood rush to my face, and I stammered, "Please, please bear with it, I, I'll go find, find Zinuo, come, come." How could I not have considered his need to relieve himself since he couldn't even move? As soon as I finished speaking, I rushed out of the room to find Zinuo.

Do not lean against the west railing to lock in the clear autumn. Chapter 66 of the main text.

Chapter word count: 3391 Update time: 09-08-17 15:08

In the following days, with the new medicine prescribed by Mr. Qi, Shen Haoyu's wounds slowly began to heal. During this time, Marquis Qi Yun came to visit Shen Haoyu three times, each time in the morning. I didn't ask about the previous visits, so I'll just ignore them. Anyway, even if he didn't want to come, he had to put on an act.

The first time Qi Yunhou came was the same day I blushed and ran out to find Zinuo to help Shen Haoyu get up and use the toilet. I was so nervous that I never thought anyone else could do it besides Zinuo, and I never imagined that Gan Lin was right outside the door. When I finally found Zinuo after searching most of the annex, and then took her to Shen Haoyu's room, Shen Haoyu had already done what he wanted with Gan Lin's help and was lying in bed chatting with Gan Lin.

Seeing me rush in with Zinuo, Shen Haoyu and Gan Lin both looked at me with smiles. Gan Lin asked with a smile, "Why go to all this trouble instead of going to the nearest place?"

I sighed and remained silent. Could I say that I hadn't thought of that because I was nervous? Could I say that apart from Zinuo and a few others, I didn't trust anyone at all?

Zi Nuo stepped forward and carefully examined Shen Haoyu's wound again. Only after seeing that there was no bleeding did she step back with relief. Regardless of why Shen Haoyu had taken such a great risk to save Zi Nuo, I think that at this moment, Zi Nuo should wholeheartedly do anything to help Shen Haoyu. Before repaying the Qing Prince's Mansion for so many years of adoption and Shen Haoyu's life-saving grace, it is impossible for him and I to mention anything about secretly leaving the Qing Prince's Mansion again.

Someone outside announced that Marquis Qiyun had arrived. Shen Haoyu asked Zinuo to invite Marquis Qiyun in. I subconsciously looked at Zinuo, only to see him walk out of the room with a calm expression. A moment later, he brought Marquis Qiyun in.

Many years have passed, and this is the first time I've seen Marquis Qiyun so closely. He wore a black brocade robe adorned with auspicious clouds, still with that same aloof and cold demeanor, making one wonder what the meaning of his life truly is. Last year in the capital, I caught a few glimpses of him from afar by the roadside; later, at Qiyun Villa, I only heard his voice but never saw him. Now, standing before Shen Haoyu's sickbed, I am face to face with my nominal father, yet we do not recognize each other. It's truly laughable.

Neither Gan Lin nor I bowed to Marquis Qiyun. Marquis Qiyun glanced at us with his deep eyes but said nothing. He offered a few perfunctory greetings to Shen Haoyu and then told him to take good care of himself. Shen Haoyu also thanked Marquis Qiyun politely for his care over the past few days, saying that he felt very sorry for bothering him for so long. The two chatted for a while, some genuine and some feigned, and then, seeing that Shen Haoyu was not in good spirits, Marquis Qiyun gracefully rose to take his leave.

The two times Qi Yunhou came later, I avoided them by going to the next room, too lazy to listen to their insincere words.

The sky gradually cleared, and Shen Haoyu was able to get out of bed and move around a bit. Yin Yan helped Shen Haoyu to the courtyard outside, and I diligently carried a chair behind them, ready to let Shen Haoyu sit down and rest whenever he felt like it. I hadn't been this attentive and considerate in a very long time.

My arrival and Yin Yan's help to Zinuo were immense. He no longer needed to constantly serve Shen Haoyu, and instead spent more time checking and arranging the guards, as well as discussing the various matters related to returning to the capital with Mr. Qi. I know that everyone has temporarily escaped with their lives, but whether they can safely return to the capital is still unknown. This may also be the first large-scale confrontation between Prince Qing and the Emperor. It's rare that they have been secretly preparing for so many years, and now they have finally made their move. However, due to their positions, Prince Qing is forced into a passive situation.

Shen Haoyu coughed a few times, and Yin Yan quickly and gently patted his back, gesturing with her eyes for me to lower the chair for him to sit on. The chair was specially made, a size larger than a regular chair, and the backrest could be adjusted in height and tilt. Shen Haoyu found a comfortable position to sit down, and I turned the knob to lower the backrest, allowing him to recline on it.

We are standing on a flower path in the garden. At the end of winter, there are no flowers in the garden yet, but the chirping of birds can be heard among the trees, making us feel the breath of life. The clouds in the sky are a bit thick, so we can't see the sun. Only bright white light leaks out from the clouds and falls softly on us.

Shen Haoyu leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly closed, his long eyelashes casting two blurry shadows on his cheeks. Yin Yan massaged his legs and loosened his muscles from time to time, her face full of tenderness; the scene was peaceful and serene. I quietly stepped back a few paces, silently observing everything before me, unwilling to disturb him.

By the end of the first lunar month, Shen Haoyu's injuries had almost fully healed, and he was able to move freely, though he couldn't exert himself too much to avoid aggravating the still-healing wounds inside his body. One of the sword wounds had ultimately struck his lungs, causing Shen Haoyu to cough frequently. At this point, a dispute arose regarding when to set off. Shen Haoyu insisted on returning to the capital as soon as possible, knowing he would inevitably face the dangers of the journey again sooner or later. The others, however, believed they should wait until Shen Haoyu's injuries were more healed, at least until he was somewhat able to protect himself, otherwise the journey would become even more arduous. With everyone's insistence, Shen Haoyu finally decided to rest for a few more days.

After a few days of sunshine, the sky turned gloomy again, and a light rain began to fall. Shen Haoyu stood by the window, quietly watching the raindrops fall from the eaves and seep into the soil under the eaves. Judging from the weather, he probably wouldn't be able to leave tomorrow, which suited Mr. Qi and the others just as well, allowing Shen Haoyu to stay a few more days.

Shen Haoyu suddenly turned to look at me, who was standing quietly behind him. "Let's go for a walk." With that, he walked outside. Yinyan had gone to prepare lunch, so I was the only one with him for the time being. I glanced at the sky, reluctantly picked up my oil-paper umbrella, and followed Shen Haoyu out the door. Shen Haoyu was a head taller than me, and I struggled to hold the umbrella high as I walked beside him. I thought he was just going to walk around the courtyard, but I didn't expect him to walk all the way out of the villa. I secretly regretted not calling Gan Lin along; otherwise, if something happened outside, there would be more people. I could only tell the guards at the door to notify Gan Lin or Zinuo. Hearing my instructions, the guards seemed relieved and quickly went inside to find someone.

Shen Haoyu walked slowly, and even so, my arm, which had been holding the umbrella for so long, was still a little sore. Shen Haoyu chuckled, took the umbrella from my hand, and held it himself, also leading me under its shade. To be honest, although the rain wasn't heavy, it was still a bit chilly. If I had known Shen Haoyu would hold the umbrella himself, I would have brought an extra one.

“I came here once when I was little with my father. He took me to visit Marquis Qiyun, and we spent several days here.” Shen Haoyu said with a faint smile. Lately, I’ve noticed he’s become quite different from before. I think I’m more used to his slightly arrogant and awkward demeanor. Of course, I remember that time he mentioned. I even beat him up, which made me live in fear for a long time afterward at the Prince Qing’s residence, afraid that he would recognize me if I didn’t notice.

"Pingcheng is a wonderful place, but it's too far from the capital to visit often. Before I leave, I'd like to take one last look around. Does Huai'en like it here?"

I shook my head slightly. Pingcheng—I stayed in the Marquis of Qiyun's mansion for over two years, and I couldn't even explore the entire mansion, let alone have a chance to go out. When I finally managed to leave, I was practically kicked out. My aunt, Zinuo, and I hurriedly hired a carriage and went to the capital, without even a proper look at Pingcheng. This time, although I've been staying outside with Ganlin, I haven't dared to wander around. Every day I've been going back and forth between the inn and the villa, and haven't gone anywhere else. If you ask me if I like it here, I don't know.

“Dongjun is by the sea, there must be even more beautiful scenery there,” I said.

Shen Haoyu thought for a moment before saying, "Dongjun has many beautiful sights. Dongjun's beauty lies in its natural grandeur, while Pingcheng's beauty lies in its gentle elegance." Perhaps, we'll only know after seeing it for ourselves.

I followed Shen Haoyu for a long time, glancing around from time to time to see if anyone had followed me out of the villa. When I saw Gan Lin smiling at me in front of a tavern, I breathed a sigh of relief. When I saw some mud stains on the hem of his white robe, I found it funny. I pointed to his hem, then to myself, and shook my finger, meaning it had nothing to do with me and I shouldn't expect him to wash it.

Noticing my subtle movement, Shen Haoyu turned around and saw Gan Lin. He smiled slightly and continued on his way. Following Shen Haoyu, we traversed most of Pingcheng. He didn't complain of hunger, nor did he stop to rest, so I figured he had truly recovered. But after passing through most of this legendary "Number One City in the Southwest," I discovered many similarities between this place and small towns in the Jiangnan region. The southeast of the city was mostly waterways, with small bridges connecting the white-walled, blue-tiled houses every hundred or two meters. Traveling required taking a small boat.

I deeply regret not knowing about these things sooner; otherwise, I would have come to see them much earlier. Stepping onto a blue stone arch bridge, I watched small awning boats pass under the bridge, saw the bare willow branches on the riverbank, and watched the misty drizzle quietly sprinkle in the chill of late winter.

"It would be even more beautiful if we came here in the third month of spring." I sighed, standing behind Shen Haoyu. I could almost see how the willow branches sprouted leaves, like smoke and mist, and I could almost see young girls walking hand in hand across the bridge, graceful and elegant...

Shen Haoyu turned his head to look at me, his eyes flashing with an unusual light, yet also with a resolute expression, before finally letting out a soft "Let's go back."

As I embarked on my journey home, I kept looking back, gazing at the serene beauty that I had always longed for.

The next day, Shen Haoyu still had someone pack up and set off. Before leaving, he went to the Qiyun Marquis's Mansion to say goodbye. That was the first time I stepped into the main hall of the Qiyun Marquis's Mansion. Although it was not magnificent, it was still quite grand, with carved beams and painted rafters, extremely beautiful. I wondered how it compared to the main hall of the Qing Prince's Mansion. It was a pity that I had never been inside.