Shang Ruyi’s expression changed, and she imdiately stuffed the packet of dicine back into Tushere’s hand, gesturing for her to step aside. Then she reached into Yu Wenye’s arms and gently pulled out sothing.
It was the incense bag given to her by Yu Wenqian.
Shang Ruyi took a deep breath and untied the knot to look inside—
Inside, it was empty!
Shang Ruyi was suddenly shocked, and in disbelief, she reached in and felt around twice. Indeed, there was nothing.
For a mont, she was a bit dazed. The incense bag Yu Wenqian gave her contained dicine to prevent the plague, yet the incense bag intended for Yu Wenye had nothing inside.
What does this an?
Could it be he—
Just as her mind was in a ss, unsure of where to start to figure out these doubts, she heard Tushere’s voice beside her. "Miss, it seems there’s a hole at the bottom of this incense bag," she said cautiously.
"Hmm?"
Shang Ruyi was startled, quickly turning the incense bag over to inspect.
Indeed, the seam at the bottom of the incense bag was split, and the hole was quite big.
She was montarily surprised, but upon closer thought, it made sense—Yu Wenye always carried the incense bag with him, even on the battlefield. Ever since he arrived in Fufeng, he had fought many battles, almost all life-and-death situations. It wasn’t strange for the incense bag to be worn and split.
But—
She knitted her brow, looking at the empty incense bag, her heart pondering even more.
Had those dicines ever been placed in this incense bag?
If not, wouldn’t it imply that Yu Wenqian had foreseen their arrival in Fufeng and possibly facing this plague, yet prepared the plague-prevention dicine only in his own incense bag?!
Could Yu Wenqian feel differently about her—
Just as she thought of this, Shang Ruyi imdiately shook her head, dismissing the absurd thought from her mind.
Impossible!
After all, her previous annulnt and remarriage not only placed her awkwardly within the Yuwen Family but also indeed damaged the reputation of this Heir of Duke Sheng. Yu Wenqian himself said that in the eyes of the world, it was Shang Ruyi who betrayed him, Yu Wenqian.
With that being the case, how could he possibly have any leftover feelings to be kind to her?
That was absolutely impossible!
Therefore, he must have known what Yu Wenye would face in Fufeng and prepared these two dicine bags in advance. Giving her one was rely incidental.
But—
Shang Ruyi couldn’t help but wonder if there were indeed plague-prevention dicines placed inside, how could Yu Wenye be so easily infected with the plague and beco seriously ill?
Just as her mind was tangled in a ss of confusion, she heard a gentle knock on the door from outside, followed by a sowhat old and weak voice saying, "Madam."
Upon hearing this voice, Shang Ruyi hurriedly rose to personally greet the visitor.
Standing outside the door was none other than the old doctor, He Wenzhu, who had been treating Yu Wenye, and who later was injured and unconscious due to a fire, unable to regain consciousness for days. Leaning on a cane, he wobbled at the entrance, and upon seeing Shang Ruyi, he promptly said, "Greetings, General’s wife."
Seeing him, Shang Ruyi was genuinely delighted.
Ever since the fire, they were rescued, He Wenzhu suffered severe injuries due to his advanced age and remained unconscious. Shang Ruyi was busy dealing with the battle against Xue Xian and could only let Yin Changyue and others keep him at the official office for recovery, assigning people to care for him, hoping to pay a visit once things settled down. Unexpectedly, he was already able to get out of bed.
Shang Ruyi hurriedly welcod him in, asking, "Old sir, have you been better?"
He Wenzhu coughed a couple of tis, his voice still slightly hoarse, but his spirits seed well. Smiling, he replied, "These days, this old man has been bedridden and recovered quite a bit. Today I could get out of bed and ca specially to thank the madam for saving my life."
Shang Ruyi felt a flush on her face and quickly said, "You’re too kind."
In fact, if not for them, He Wenzhu would not have t with such a disaster at such an advanced age, suffering for no reason and nearly losing his life.
He Wenzhu then said, "How is the General’s health now? This old man wishes to see him."
Shang Ruyi replied, "Alright, please."
After saying that, she led He Wenzhu into the inner room. He Wenzhu walked to the bedside, first examining Yu Wenye’s complexion, then listening to his breathing and checking his pulse. He turned to Shang Ruyi with a smile and said, "The General’s pulse is much smoother, indeed he is getting better."
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