Hong Fei purchased a large pack of herbal dicine according to the list.
Yun Ge glanced at the person in a coma on the kang and then at the Liang Family Brothers, full of concern. She was quite displeased in her heart.
Humph, now you realize your mistake and regret it? What were you doing earlier?
Yun Ge was a year older than Dong Huiying. She was indifferent to marriage, but due to the Imperial Court’s bizarre laws, she took in several n after reaching the age of marriage.
These n were all pitiable, and she considered her marriage to them a contract. She took them as husbands, providing for them, while they acted as shields, preventing the official matchmakers from carelessly sending random suitors her way.
Even so, the few n in her household were all excessively subservient and eager to please her, never daring to act rashly in front of her. How different were they from these brothers of the Liang family?
Especially that Lao Er, Liang Shu Yu. She had seen him being indifferent to Purple chervil more than once, showing none of the awareness that a husband should have.
Feeling stuffy with anger, Yun Ge prepared a dose of dicine. She intended to feed it to Dong Huiying herself, but Liang Shujun took over the task.
Liang Zhichen held his little wife, letting her lean against him, while Shujun carefully cooled down the soup dicine and fed it to her.
Any ti a little dripped from her lips, he would quickly wipe it away.
However, after a long while, not much had been fed to her.
Shujun seed to be getting anxious, so she tilted her head back, poured the soup dicine into her mouth without fear of its bitterness, and directly transferred the liquid from her mouth into her little wife’s.
***
Illness cos like a collapsing mountain, but leaves as if extracting a thread.
Dong Huiying had been in a coma for a whole day until the following evening.
When she opened her eyes groggily, she saw Mother Dong and several fathers from the Dong family, watching by her side.
Her little brother Dong Nian had his eyes reddened with urgency, and her second sister Xin Yuan also wore a look of worry. Clearly, her illness had given the Dong family quite a fright.
"Baobao!?"
Seeing her open her eyes, Mother Dong held her hand and went on and on. It was apparent that during Dong Huiying’s comatose period, Mother Dong had learned from others about the cause of her severe illness.
"Tell , child, why are you so foolish?"
Mother Dong felt a bit bitter in her heart.
As parents, one always hopes for their children to lead progressively better lives.
And now with Baobao sick, she didn’t bla all the Liang family’s daughters-in-law like Miss Yun did; still, she couldn’t help but feel heartache for her daughter.
Mother Dong sighed for quite a long while, then finally said, "You, why is your skin so thin?"
"What’s there to worry about? Since you are husband and wife, it is bound to happen sooner or later, and there’s nothing to be shy about."
"Look, during your sickness, Zhichen and the brothers stayed up all night watching over you. Only until this morning, when I saw they were looking unwell, did I send them all back to sleep."
"From now on, even if not for yourself, for the sake of your six husbands, you must take better care of yourself."
At this mont, Dong Xinyuan spoke, "Mother, please, no more talk for now. Let’s get elder sister so water first. Look at elder sister’s lips, they’re so dry they’re almost turning into dried plums."
The plump Dong Xinyuan brought over a cup of warm water.
Dong Huiying drank the water, and her heart ward. She also felt slightly ashad.
"Mother, it’s my fault for making you all worry," she admitted.
Perhaps, when it ca to marital intimacy, she really was too thin-skinned.
She always found it hard to let go, easily got embarrassed, and tangled up in her thoughts, never expecting the fierce onslaught of the "addiction" withdrawal symptoms.
Just then, Liang Zhichen entered the room.
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