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Chapter 130 Qin 9 Microfeeds Medicine

Qin Jiuwei also noticed Xie Yanli's unusual behavior at this time.

The hand that was tightly holding Xie Yanli suddenly felt something wet and sticky.

She slowly raised her hand and found it covered in blood.

Qin Jiuwei's pupils constricted sharply, and she cried out in a trembling voice, "Husband! You're injured!"

Xie Yanli's forehead was covered with large beads of sweat. He squeezed out a few words through his teeth, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

His voice was hoarse from the pain, and after saying those words, he could no longer hold on and slowly fell to the ground.

Things happened so fast that no one expected it.

Xie Jingchun rushed over at this moment, his eyes filled with fear, "Father!"

Jiang Chirang, who was riding on horseback, also had a look of surprise in his eyes.

An hour later, at Qinglan Courtyard.

Xie Yanli awoke from his daze and slowly opened his eyelids.

Sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains, piercing his eyes and causing him to furrow his brow.

"My lord, you're finally awake." It was still her usual sweet and melodious voice, but now it was filled with fear and dread, and tinged with a sob.

Xie Yanli turned his gaze and saw Qin Jiuwei's tear-streaked face, and his heart ached.

Tears streamed down her fair face, and Xie Yanli raised his hand, wanting to wipe them away.

But he accidentally aggravated his wound, and he gasped in pain.

Qin Jiuwei panicked instantly and quickly said, "Husband, don't move! You have an injury on your back."

Physician Lin, who was serving him, immediately stepped forward and carefully examined his wound.

After realizing that nothing was wrong, I slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"The young master is fine, but he should avoid strenuous exercise to prevent aggravating the wound."

Xie Yanli's face was slightly pale, but his handsome, angular features were still undeniable.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a shadow beneath her eyelids.

A few strands of black hair fell loosely across his forehead, further emphasizing his handsome features.

"What's wrong with me?"

All he remembered was a sudden, sharp pain in his back after he saved Jiuwei.

He then lost consciousness.

Xie Jingchun, who was standing not far away at the time, saw it clearly and spoke up to explain.

“Father, when you helped Mother off the horse and fell to the ground, there happened to be a sharp stone there that pierced your back.”

Hearing Xie Jingchun's description, Qin Jiuwei felt a pang of guilt.

She immediately reached out and grasped Xie Yanli's hand, "Husband, thank you so much this time."

If Xie Yanli hadn't saved her this time, she probably wouldn't have survived.

Feeling the soft texture in his hand, Xie Yanli's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

His dark eyes looked at her intently. "We are husband and wife, so protecting you is only right and proper."

Just then, a maid entered carrying a wooden tray.

"Young Madam, the young master's medicine is ready."

Qin Jiuwei sat on the soft couch and turned slightly to look at the maid. "Give me the bowl, I'll feed her."

Xie Yanli suffered such serious injuries because of her, so it's only right that she feeds him medicine.

Qin Jiuwei gently picked up the medicine bowl, and the aroma of the medicine rose gently into the air.

Stir gently in the medicine bowl with a small spoon. Once the medicine has cooled slightly, scoop up a spoonful and blow on it gently.

Then she brought the spoon to Xie Yanli's lips, "Husband, drink your medicine."

Qin Jiuwei leaned slightly towards Xie Yanli as she was being fed the medicine.

Xie Yanli slightly parted his lips, gently sipped the small spoon, and slowly swallowed the bitter medicine soup, his throat bobbing gently.

With each swallow, his brows would unconsciously furrow slightly.

Even so, his gaze never left Qin Jiuwei's face for a moment.

Qin Jiuwei held a small spoon and patiently fed Xie Yanli his medicine.

All she wanted was for Xie Yanli to drink the medicine quickly so he could recover soon.

So at first, he didn't pay much attention to Xie Yanli's gaze.

After feeding her half a bowl of medicine, Qin Jiuwei inadvertently raised her eyes.

Suddenly, he found himself in Xie Yanli's unwavering gaze.

His eyes were gentle, but the depths of his gaze were incredibly dark, like a black vortex.

It was as if after just one glance, one could never leave.

In an instant, Qin Jiuwei's heart felt as if it had been gently touched by an invisible hand, rippling with indescribable emotions.

A blush quickly crept onto her cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming in spring, growing stronger and stronger until it reached her ears.

She lowered her eyes slightly, no longer looking at Xie Yanli.

His movements became somewhat flustered, and his hand scooping the medicine trembled slightly involuntarily.

There's no way around it, Xie Yanli is just too good-looking.

Being stared at like that by him was really embarrassing.

Physician Lin, who witnessed the entire process of the two administering medicine, thought: ...

It seems that the young master is indeed alright.

Physician Lin got up and gave instructions before leaving.

"Young Master, your wound must be dressed every morning and evening. Please remember not to forget."

Qin Jiuwei nodded slightly and made a mental note of it.

-

Zhuque Street, Xiuluo Pavilion.

Jiang Yunzhu and her maid Xiaoyun walked slowly inside.

Upon seeing her arrive, the shop assistant immediately said, "Miss Jiang, your shoes are finished. Please take a look and see if you are satisfied. If not, we will make some alterations for you."

Jiang Yunzhu nodded gently and followed the waiter to the second floor.

She sat down by the window and looked intently at the embroidered shoes.

He hummed a little tune as he watched.

The maid Xiaoyun couldn't help but smile and say, "Ever since you received the letter from the young master's wife yesterday, Miss has been so happy."

Jiang Yunzhu winked at her and smiled, "My cousin helped me settle my marriage with Chen Xiuming, how could I not be happy?"

As she spoke, her dimples were faintly visible on her cheeks. "Wait a minute, I still need to pick out some nice fabrics for my cousin at the Embroidery Pavilion as a thank-you gift for her."

As Jiang Yunzhu looked at the shoes, she frowned slightly and called over the embroiderer.

He said gently, "The pattern on the shoe's surface is indeed very exquisite, but I would like to add a few more strands of gold thread to outline the cloud pattern, which would make it even more lively."

Before she could finish speaking, a flippant male voice suddenly rang in her ears, "Jiang Yunzhu?"

This sound...

Jiang Yunzhu turned her head at the sound and found that Chen Xiuming had appeared at some point.

He was wearing a royal blue brocade robe, and his large arm was affectionately around a woman who was dressed in a flamboyant manner.

It was a courtesan named Mengniang whom she had met that day.

Chen Xiuming strolled leisurely over to Jiang Yunzhu.

He glanced at the water-red embroidered shoes in her hand, and a half-smile appeared on his lips.

Are you already preparing the dowry? So impatient?

She acted so angry that day, but now she's obediently preparing her wedding shoes.

Chen Xiuming raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with sarcasm.

"Are you planning to wear these shoes on your wedding day? The pattern is too ordinary. Change them, I don't like them."