Yun Jiao was given dicine and only woke up in the evening.
Upon waking, she lay on the bed in a daze, then silently shed tears.
A hand holding a handkerchief reached over to wipe her tears dry. Yang Ying whispered, "Miss, don’t be sad, you must think of the child in your belly."
Yun Jiao nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and after a long while, slowly opened them again, "I’m hungry, bring so food."
Yang Ying hurriedly ordered the maid to the kitchen.
Yun Jiao was deeply distressed, forcing herself to eat so food, but did not sleep, sitting in the courtyard, staring blankly for a long ti before going back inside to sleep.
In the evening, she sent the night-duty maid to the outer room and entered the dicine storage.
She put on rubber gloves, took out a good amount of dicine from the drawer, carefully crushing and mixing them.
After busily working for more than two hours, she finally left the dicine storage and went back to sleep.
Early the next morning, Wanyan Zhang ca over.
Yun Jiao had just sat down, ready to have her al, when Wanyan Zhang sat down beside her and softly asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Yun Jiao remained silent.
Wanyan Zhang also said nothing more, waiting for his servant to bring breakfast over, and simply kept her company as she ate.
He left after finishing his breakfast.
After Yun Jiao finished her breakfast, she wanted very much to see her father and San Ya, but she knew that her emotional turmoil from the previous day left her in poor health, not suitable for traveling by carriage.
She could only wait a few more days.
She sent Yang Ying out of the manor to Nantong Street.
Yang Ying returned saying, "Uncle Gu is much better; today he isn’t dizzy and got up by himself to eat porridge."
"For several days now, San Ya has been held to sleep by Aunt Chen. After taking Miss’s dicine, she’s also improved sowhat."
"Uncle Gu said he would go to the dicine shop in a couple of days; he also said he rembers everything you asked him to, so rest assured, Miss."
Yun Jiao nodded silently.
Early the next morning, Wanyan Zhang ca over again.
The two ate silently. Suddenly Yun Jiao put down her spoon, looked at Wanyan Zhang, and said, "Let your soldiers withdraw."
"My father and the others, in Great Chu, were rely ordinary citizens, not officials, and certainly not criminals to your Jin Country!"
"Even the relocated people of Great Chu can be allocated land and gain freedom; what cris have my father and Aunt Chen committed? On what grounds does the Prince guard over them like this!"
"Is it just to coerce ?"
"You, a dignified Prince, is it necessary to use such despicable ans against a re woman like ?"
Wanyan Zhang’s forehead veins throbbed, evidently suppressing his anger.
He lowered his gaze, and after a while said, "I will have the soldiers withdraw."
Yun Jiao stared straight at him, "And you can’t send people to watch them anymore!"
She realized her tone was too stiff and then lowered her eyes, "I am already at your command in the manor, there’s no need to disturb their lives further."
Wanyan Zhang heard the softening in her tone and said solemnly, "I promise you."
He paused, "Regarding that matter, I initially intended to have them taken out and sold. Who would have thought they would resist—"
Yun Jiao’s tears suddenly fell, "Don’t say anymore."
Wanyan Zhang saw her crying, "Alright, I won’t say anymore, you—need to take care of your body, don’t cry."
He gazed intently at Yun Jiao, her face not excessively sorrowful, just tears quietly slipping down, at that mont, he understood the aning of ’pear blossoms bathed in rain.’
Even her crying was so beautiful.
He felt that himself, a man of great stature, might have his heart crushed by these tears.
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