Fu Jiuqu forced a smile and said, "I was too happy to see you back safely, and I was emotionally unstable for a while."

Zhang Xun chuckled and sighed, "I also thought I would never see you and Zi Jin again. By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how are you these days? And my father and my mother, they are all okay.

?”

Fu Jiuqu lowered his eyes slightly and stared at him.

He didn't know how to speak about the changes that had happened these days.

"Xingyuan, there is something I want to tell you..."

Zhang Xun looked at him in surprise and raised his hand, "Tell me. When did you become hesitant?"

"I..." Fu Jiuqu's heart felt as if it had been soaked in ice water, stiff and numb. No matter how hard he tried, his whole body seemed to be unable to lift himself up, and he felt extremely tired, as if he was overdrawn.

He really wanted to tell Zhang Xun that he liked Xinyi.

But the words rolled in his throat several times, and he still couldn't say a word.

Zhang Xun lowered his eyes, looked at the ward, pondered for a moment, seemed to realize something, and his voice became lower.

"Did something happen to my family?"

Fu Jiuqu hummed slightly and sighed.

"Your mother has passed away from illness. My sister-in-law... acquired good medical skills, so she came to Bianjing with her children to open a medicine shop, and the rest of your family members... Oh, it's hard to say. You have to take good care of your health first before traveling far. Wait.

When you get better, I'll tell you more carefully."

Zhang Xun's eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice became a little colder.

"I just said how could she open a drug store in Bianjing... Well, I knew it was you. Otherwise, with her ability, how could she open a drug store? She would be more likely to starve to death."

Zhang Xun habitually belittled Miss Zhang and sighed again.

"When I left Beijing, I asked you to take care of my parents, wife and children at home. I mentioned her specifically because of my mother's temperament. If I were not here, I would definitely bully her even more. In the end, she is just a helpless person.

Although I don’t like her behavior as a woman, I can’t bear it either..."

Zhang Xun saw Fu Jiuqu's expressions were cold and indifferent, and he smiled bitterly again.

"I didn't expect that this matter would embarrass you. In fact, you don't have to treat her so well. Look at how spoiled she is. What kind of temper is that? How dare you scold her loudly in front of your husband..."

The sound of "husband" was like a sharp knife piercing Fu Jiuqu's heart.

Fu Jiuqu felt a throbbing pain in his chest for no apparent reason, and Fu Jiuqu looked tired and waved his hands.

"What I should do. Before we go far, you should take good care of yourself first. I'm feeling a little unwell. I'll go back and rest for a while. When I recover, I'll come back to see you..."

Zhang Xun increasingly felt that something was wrong with Fu Jiuqu today.

"What's wrong with you? Isn't this a medicine hall? You must have asked a doctor for her, right? Call her over and have a look..."

Fu Jiuqu: "It's okay. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. I'm going back home first. Don't think too much. We'll wait until you recover."

After saying that, he flicked the corner of his robe, turned around and left.

It was as if a fierce ghost was chasing me, and I didn't dare to stay for another moment.

He was afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself and tell the whole story, telling the resurrected Zhang Xun that he had fallen in love with his wife. And he didn't want to let go...

cannot.

Can't.

Fu Jiuqu's mind was buzzing.

It was as if several different voices were attacking him repeatedly and alternately, taking away the last of his strength.

He was so tired that the depths of his eyes seemed to be stained red with blood, his hands and feet were out of control, and his limbs could not be coordinated...

After finally walking out of the room, Cheng Cang was about to help him when he saw him sitting down slumped.

"Prince..." Cheng Cang's throat was tight and he didn't know what to say.

Fu Jiuqu didn't answer him. He sat on the threshold and silently raised his hand.

His nerves were beating fast. He looked at the palm of his hand in trance, and there was an almost imperceptible dark light in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant...

Fu Jiuqu couldn't believe it.

He couldn't believe that at that moment, he actually had a despicable thought that Zhang Xun should not be alive, but it was only for a moment, and it passed by in just a moment, but it was enough for him to look at his shameful soul and let out a tearing sound.

the pain...

"Cheng Cang." Fu Jiuqu called him softly.

"My subordinate is here." Cheng Cang responded to him in a rare gentle tone, "Does the prince want to go back to the palace? Or... my subordinate will go find Mrs. Zhang right now."

"No." Fu Jiuqu stopped Cheng Cang tiredly, "Don't call her. Let's go back home."

"good……"

Before Cheng Cang could finish his voice, a meow sounded suddenly.

It was the squeamish voice of a fox demon. This cat that Xin Yi was going to give to Fu Jiuqu, but Fu Jiuqu did not take it back. It had been kept in Xin Yi's medicine shop. He had already recognized his owner and regarded the medicine shop as his home.

At this moment, it was in Xin Yi's arms, meowing softly, and stretched out its head, eager to pounce out.

Xin Yi followed the cat's fur with an expressionless face and slowly approached Fu Jiuqu.

"What's wrong with the prince? His legs are weak?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his head. His dark eyes were filled with smoke. The blood on his face seemed to have faded away. He was as pale as a piece of paper. Coupled with his delicate and proud facial features, the Prince of Guangling at this moment was so beautiful.

Feeling distressed.

Xin Yi saw him sitting on the threshold and couldn't help but go over and hug him.

But she didn't. She stood in front of him holding the restless cat.

"Want me to take your pulse?"

Fu Jiuqu shook his head, his expression slowly returning to calmness, but the light in his dark eyes became increasingly dim.

"No need. I haven't recovered from my long journey. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival again. You go and do your work... I should go back."

Xin Yi sneered, an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was not soft.

"Didn't the county prince agree that he would come over to spend the holidays with me and my three children today?"

Fu Jiuqu felt that she had told Zhang Xun on purpose. He was frightened for a moment and clenched his fists again.

"Sister-in-law, I broke my promise. Cheng Cang, help me back home."

Do you need someone to help you when you get up?

Xin Yi watched him walk out with the support of Cheng Cang with a half-smile, then followed silently with the cat in his arms, suddenly walked quickly to the door, and blocked his way.

Fu Jiuqu stared at her and remained silent.

Xin Yi smiled slightly, "I will speak what the prince cannot say. I will give you the courage that the prince does not have. However, the door that the prince opened for me cannot be closed again. I am Xin Yi, not Mrs. Zhang

, I am free.”

Fu Jiuqu's eyes flashed with fireworks for a moment, and he looked at her for a moment, then dimmed again.

"Xinyi, it's too difficult."

Xin Yi asked back: "Are you afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid..."

"Then don't think too much about it." After Xin Yi said that, he let go of the cat, grabbed Fu Jiuqu's wrist, and looked at the chair in the medicine hall.

"Go over and sit down. You don't look well. Let me feel your pulse."

"Need not……"

"sit down!"

"..."

Xin Yi dragged him to the chair and sat him down. Then he smiled softly and said, "You have to listen to the doctor. Do you understand?"

Fu Jiuqu said nothing.

Xin Yi took the pulse pillow, put down his hand, and concentrated for a while before letting go of his fingers.

"I feel relieved now." She smiled, "The prince can go now. Go back and eat some rice dumplings and rest early in the evening. If you have a headache, remember to take medicine."

Fu Jiuqu finally spoke and asked her calmly, "What are you worried about?"

Xin Yi smiled and said: "The prince is full of anger, his heart is depressed, and his five ambitions are mixed... This is enough to prove that you have me in your heart and can't let me go. Then shouldn't I be relieved?"

Fu Jiuqu: "..."

~~

Xin Yi didn't have as many worries about Zhang Xun as Fu Jiuqu did.

Xin Yi was never interested in the male protagonist in the original plot of "Bianjing Fu", because Zhang Xun conformed to the fantasy of boys in the world, but did not meet the expectations of girls in men——

While he was in love with the dead Zhou YiMian, he married Mrs. Zhang, and at the same time he still did not forget to sow seeds everywhere. After being promoted to an official position, he married another virtuous wife, but refused to treat her well. He still claimed that he was obsessed with his ex-wife Zhou YiMian.
To be continued...