"I really don't want to marry you." She looked at the sick man lying on the bed with a sad expression.
Shen Jie has no idea about his current situation. Is it really because she doesn't want to marry him that she wants to poison him directly? He must not die like this. He remembers that he seems to have completed the task, and he will be able to step into it soon. wonderland.
'Why am I so weak now, Xiaobi, please tell me what's going on with me now. ' Shen Jie found that he could not speak at all, and he did not get any response in his mind. He wanted to circulate the energy in his Dantian, but found that it was empty. Looking at the spoonful of medicine that had been handed to his mouth, he was about to despair.
"If my father hadn't thought that you were the only scholar in your hometown and you would get money and food even if you didn't work in the future, how could they have let me marry you? I really don't want to be here. Do you know?" The more she spoke, the more she felt. Feeling uncomfortable, she held the medicine spoon in a curved position with her white, tender, slender, and long right hand, but pushed the spoon away from Shen Jie's mouth and fed it in.
Shen Jie didn't drink it, and the potion leaked out of his mouth little by little, making his body dirty.
When the beautiful woman saw this scene, she felt even more uncomfortable. "If I have to be with someone like you in this life, I really might as well just die." Her eyes were filled with tears.
Shen Jie just looked at her like this. She put the medicine bowl on the four-corner table beside her, picked up a rag beside her and wiped the corners of his mouth. She laid him down, and from the corner of his eye, Shen Jie saw her sitting alone on the broken stool next to the bed, with her right hand on her chin, and a line of clear tears on her beautiful side face, all the red makeup on her face. It became lighter.
This woman is really beautiful, and he understands why she is like this. For such a beautiful woman to marry a useless person who can't even move, and to be trapped in such a poor place all his life, who can bear such a life? Her She placed her right hand on her neck, perhaps because she was tired from crying, and her concubine shook a little.
After watching for a while, he felt very tired. When he woke up again, he felt a burst of white light in front of his eyes. A woman wearing gray and white clothes walked in carrying a basin. She should be about 170 years old. This kind of clothes is a bit like the clothes worn by farmers in ancient times. Her legs are long and slender and her body is slender. Her head is pulled up. Her hair is tied up in a bun, like a woman's. Even if the quality of her clothes is poor, it can't stop her charm.
She saw his eyes looking at her, "Wake up." She said, looking at the man with a soft look. She knew that her husband was so weak that he could no longer speak. But she still had to say that only in this way could she not feel too lonely here and feel uncomfortable.
She wiped his face carefully with a towel. He was not ugly, but he looked somewhat elegant now. If he hadn't contracted a strange disease a year ago, with his status as a scholar, all the girls in the town might want to marry him, but now he is the only one from a poor family, and his parents are allotted money for the court. It takes a little money from a scholar to marry him, a poor scholar with both parents dead and only a 15-year-old sister.
"Thanks."
Her body trembled and she looked at him in surprise.
"Can you speak?"
"Yes." Shen Jie said without much energy.
He saw the surprise in her eyes, as if the calm lake water had been stirred up a little.
"You wait here, I'll make some medicine for you." After the slender woman finished speaking, she ran out the door as happily as a little girl.
Shen Jie looked at her with a wry smile on his face. He looked at the decoration in the room. The space was not very big. Apart from a small bed where he was lying, there was only a pair of tables and stools in the room. The stools had one leg. It was still connected with a broken bamboo pole. He felt bad all over. He really couldn't understand why he was in such a situation.
He looked at it for a while and felt tired again.
Outside the small courtyard made of fences, two middle-aged women happened to pass by: "Madam Shen, she is helping Young Master Shen make medicine."
The woman raised her head, her face still stained with black dust from the smoke. "Yes," she nodded and replied.
"You think this wife of the Shen family is really pitiful. That old Wangtou married such a good daughter to that loser for a small dowry." The short, fat middle-aged woman said.
"Don't say that. Mr. Shen used to be the only scholar in the country. If he hadn't contracted a strange disease, he would have become an official." Another taller and younger woman next to him said.
"What's the use of saying that? This person named Shen might die someday." The short, fat woman said. "To be honest, this little lady is really a pity. When the man dies, I will marry her to my house. The man is immobile anyway, so the little lady will definitely still be a baby by then. .”
"Zhao Ma, that's your son." Sun Ma thought of the man with a body as black as coal and shook her head.
"What's wrong?" Zhao's mother couldn't help it, but she even disliked it and didn't break her skin.
"However, I really think that man is dead. You have to hurry up. This woman is a rare beauty from all over the country. Someone must have thought of this." Sun Ma said.
"It's true what you said. I'll discuss it with my boss as soon as I get back." Zhao Ma couldn't help but quicken her pace.
Shen Jie fell asleep again in the room, but soon he felt himself being lifted up by a soft arm.
"Ms. sir, get up and take some medicine." She said softly.
