After Transmigration, I Snag a Stunning Bigwig as My Husband
Chapter 92 Preserved Fruit

Chapter 92: Chapter 92 Preserved Fruit

In the study, Xie Jingchen sat there frowning.

He couldn’t control the urge to know what’s wrong with her.

The door creaked open.

Xingxing came in and said, "Young Master, the young lady asked me to fetch some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."

She walked forward to pick up the inkstone.

Xie Jingchen asked, "How is she?"

"The young lady is still in pain," Xingxing replied.

"Still not better?" Xie Jingchen’s brow furrowed even more.

"It’s early yet, she’ll be in pain for a few days; it’s an old problem, no need to worry, Young Master."

Seeing Xie Jingchen’s worried face, Xingxing empathetically comforted him.

But this comfort only made Xie Jingchen’s heart tighten.

An old problem?

"Does this happen often?" he asked.

Xingxing nodded, "Yes, every month she’ll be in pain for a few days."

"What kind of illness is it?" Xie Jingchen asked.

"The young lady won’t let me say," Xingxing replied honestly.

"...."

"I can’t even know?" Xie Jingchen was displeased.

"The young lady specifically instructed not to tell you, Young Master," Xingxing said with difficulty.

"...."

Xie Jingchen went from heartache to anger in a single sentence.

He said with a hint of chill, "Is she afraid that I’ll leave her if I know she’s sick?"

The Hidden Guard, "...."

Xingxing, "...."

Xingxing scratched her head.

Could it be that the young lady hasn’t asked for a divorce letter for a few days, so the young master has forgotten about it?

Should she remind him amidst his anger?

Just as Xingxing was about to speak, the Hidden Guard coughed and said, "What’s there that can’t be told to the young master? If the Eldest Young Madam is ill, the priority is to find an Imperial Physician to treat her."

"Don’t incite me to defy the young lady," Xingxing said.

"...."

"Besides, seeing the Imperial Physician is useless. The Marquis grabbed an Imperial Physician upon returning to the Capital to treat the young lady, but the medicine had no effect," Xingxing said.

The Hidden Guard looked toward Xie Jingchen.

The medicine prescribed by the Imperial Physician had no effect, and since the Eldest Young Madam has advanced medical skills, it seems it really can’t be cured.

Thinking about the Imperial Physician, Xingxing looked at Xie Jingchen, her little eyebrows furrowing, "The Imperial Physician said that although he couldn’t cure our young lady, he mentioned she’d get better after getting married. Why hasn’t she improved after getting married?"

Xie Jingchen, "...."

He had just found out she was sick, still unclear about the illness.

Even if he knew, he’s not a doctor, how could he cure her?

Xie Jingchen rubbed his forehead.

The Hidden Guard then said, "The young master is not a doctor, he can’t treat it."

"That’s what the Imperial Physician said," Xingxing replied.

"What is the Imperial Physician’s name?" Xie Jingchen asked.

"I don’t know his name," Xingxing shook her head.

"The young lady is still waiting; I’ll go back now."

Xingxing carried the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone back to the room.

When Su Jin saw her, she asked, "Why did it take so long?"

"Young Master was asking about the young lady’s illness, kept questioning," Xingxing said.

"But I didn’t mention the words ’monthly waters’," Xingxing proudly said.

Although Xingxing is honest, once she promises to keep something secret, she can mostly keep it.

In this regard, Su Jin felt at ease.

She got up to write a prescription on the desk.

In the study, Xie Jingchen instructed the Hidden Guard, "Go find out which Imperial Physician the Marquis Dongxiang brought back to treat the Eldest Young Madam, and ask him exactly what illness the Eldest Young Madam has, and why he says I can cure it."

The Hidden Guard accepted the order and leapt out of the study.

Su Jin finished writing the prescription and asked Xingxing to fetch and prepare the medicine for her.

Xingxing said, "Then if I go prepare the medicine, no one will be here to take care of you, young lady. Should I ask the Young Master to come?"

Su Jin, "...."

There are a bunch of maids outside, yet she automatically ignored them?

She just had a stomachache, not constant pain.

Su Jin said, "It’s fine, you go ahead. I’ll lie down on the bed for a while, and call a maid if I need anything."

Xingxing took the prescription to fetch the medicine.

Su Jin took off her outer garment, covered herself with a quilt, planning to sleep for a bit.

But with her stomach aching on and off, she couldn’t sleep at all.

Xie Jingchen came into the room and saw Su Jin pale and listless.

Compared to before when she was vibrant and lively, she was now a different person.

So frail, it made one feel distressed.

But—

Thinking about how she specifically instructed the maid not to tell him what illness she had.

Xie Jingchen felt a kind of blockage in his heart.

He turned around, sat down, and picked up a book to flip through.

But unable to focus on the book, he glanced at the bedside now and then.

His glance annoyed Su Jin, "Brother, can you not hold the book upside down?"

Xie Jingchen, "...."

Xie Jingchen’s ears turned slightly red as he quickly turned the book right side up.

Then—

The book was still upside down.

He had been tricked.

He looked towards Su Jin with suspicion, Su Jin stifled a laugh, he grumbled, "You did it on purpose."

Su Jin raised an eyebrow, "How could I know whether your book is upright or upside down from so far away? You turned it over just with one comment, where is your mind wandering?"

Xie Jingchen was choked by her response.

"Never seen someone so unruly even when sick!" He ground his teeth.

"...."

Su Jin sighed.

She actually wanted to obediently sleep, but first, her noisy stomach had to agree.

"Stop speculating about what terminal illness I have, I won’t tell you," Su Jin said.

"...."

"You should go read in the study, in case you have to help my father write some cryptic poetry next time and can’t come up with anything, I won’t be blamed," Su Jin said.

"...."

"Can’t you just talk properly?" Xie Jingchen rubbed his forehead.

"I can’t get up," Su Jin said innocently.

"...."

"Talking properly doesn’t mean you have to stand up to do it."

If she’s still able to annoy him despite being ill, it seems the problem isn’t too big, Xie Jingchen picked up a book and left.

The sound of the door closing echoed.

Su Jin rolled her eyes at the ceiling.

Clutching her stomach, she crawled out of bed and went behind the screen.

There was no time she missed modern times more than now—there weren’t even sanitary pads...

Once she lay down on the bed again.

Xingxing brought the medicine in and said, "Young lady, the medicine is ready."

"Place it on the small table, I’ll drink it once it cools down," Su Jin said.

"I’ll get you some candied fruit," Xingxing said, putting down the bowl of medicine.

"Very considerate, go ahead."

Xingxing floated happily from the compliment.

She hurried off to the small kitchen, was told there was none, then went to the main kitchen.

She rushed there.

The scene from last time of whipping Mrs. Li before she left was still vividly remembered in the minds of the maids and women.

Seeing Xingxing whirl in like a gust of wind was like seeing the word ’trouble’ swoosh into the courtyard, causing their hearts to tremble.

A little maid went to report to Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li suddenly felt a pain in her heart and said, "Just give her what she wants, don’t tell her anything."

"She wants candied fruit, but the big kitchen doesn’t have any," the little maid said.

But no one dared to say this to the Eldest Young Madam’s maid, fearing her wrath.

"The candied fruit bought for the eldest girl hasn’t been given yet?" Mrs. Li asked.

"Not yet," the little maid replied.

"Take a little and give it to the Eldest Young Madam," Mrs. Li decisively ordered.

"But not too much, just enough for one time, I’ll buy more for the Eldest Young Madam tomorrow," Mrs. Li instructed.

"I understand."

The little maid turned to comply.

But as she was portioning out the candied fruit, Xingxing saw her.

Xingxing frowned and said, "Only this much, what’s the point of separating them? I’ll take all of it."

"It’s for the eldest girl," the little maid said timidly.

"So what if it’s bought for the eldest girl, didn’t she also snatch my young lady’s pig intestines? Whose side are you on!" Xingxing’s gaze was sharp.

"...."

"I’m, I’m on the Eldest Young Madam’s side."

"...."

"That’s more like it."

Xingxing waved her hand, not leaving a single cloud behind, but taking a bag of candied fruit with her.