Thinking of this, Xue Xuening couldn't care less about being angry and quickly caught up with him.
Xiao Jing quickly walked into the woodshed and saw the unconscious person lying on the ground.
Her face was as pale as paper, bloodless, and her eyebrows were slightly twisted.
Xiao Jing quickly stepped forward to pick her up and ran out in a hurry, surprising passers-by along the way.
"Where's the doctor, call the doctor!" Xiao Jing roared angrily.
The guard was frightened and called for help in a panic.
Xue Xuening followed Xiao Jing and asked anxiously, "Master Hou, what happened?"
How could Xiao Jing care about her? Xie Wanyu's figure was all in her mind.
He didn't want to do anything to her, he just wanted to make her afraid so that she would be more submissive to him.
He staggered and almost fell.
Fortunately, Xue Xuening caught him in time to prevent him from falling to the ground.
"Master Hou, are you okay?" Xue Xuening asked with concern.
Xiao Jing shook her head, "I'm fine."
His heart is now focused on Xie Wanyu.
He quickly put the person on the bed and felt a little distressed when he saw the person huddled up in a ball, his legs and arms wrapped in a thick brocade quilt, and his face still pale.
Soon, the doctor was brought into the room. After checking the pulse for a moment, he said solemnly, "Master Marquis, my wife is extremely weak. I'm afraid there is no cure."
Xiao Jing froze, "What did you say?"
He grabbed the doctor's collar tightly and looked gloomy.
The doctor was so scared that he trembled and explained in a trembling voice, "Don't be upset, Mr. Hou. Madam Hou's symptoms are... I'm afraid..."
He didn't dare to say the rest.
Xiao Jing's eyes were scarlet and her fists were clenched.
"Quack doctor, quack doctor!"
He roared and swung the doctor away.
The doctor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and begged: "Master Hou, Mrs. Hou's illness is so strange. I am really helpless."
"Get lost." Xiao Jing shouted sharply.
He didn't want to listen to the nonsense of quack doctors, how could something happen to Xie Wanyu? He didn't do anything, he just starved her twice, why couldn't he do it.
The doctor climbed out of the room tremblingly, his back feeling chilly.
Xue Xuening was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear after hearing what the doctor said.
Xie Wanyu is really going to die, so no one will compete with her for Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing slowly squatted next to Xie Wanyu, held her hand, pinched her tightly, and forced her to open her eyes.
"Xie Wanyu, I advise you to stop pretending to be sick to avoid suffering." Xiao Jing threatened in a deep voice, "Otherwise, I will not spare you!"
Xie Wanyu gasped hard, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes.
She will never let this scumbag go in this life!
Then, she slowly closed her eyelids, and now she just wanted to have a good rest.
Seeing Xie Wanyu closing her eyes, Xiao Jing retracted her hand impatiently, and then ordered her servants, "Send someone to take good care of Madam."
"yes."
Xiao Jing walked out of the room and was grabbed by Xue Xuening and asked: "Master Hou, is she really going to die?"
"you are happy?"
"Isn't this what the Marquis wants to see?" Xue Xuening asked.
If Xie Wanyu died, she could legitimately replace her.
Xiao Jing took a deep breath and ordered coldly: "She can't die yet."
In the past, he really hoped that Xie Wanyu would die soon, but now it was different, and he actually felt a little reluctant to let go.
The strange feeling in his heart made him very irritated, so he rolled up his sleeves and left.
The next morning, it was already noon when Xie Wanyu woke up.
The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell that was suffocating.
She struggled to sit up, leaned on the soft cushion, and rubbed her swollen and painful forehead.
She looked around. The house was simply and elegantly decorated, and she could tell at a glance that it was a house where maids and women lived.
She looked up at the room. There was no one else but her.
She tried to move her body, but she felt extremely weak and weak.
"Cough cough cough..." Xie Wanyu suddenly coughed violently.
Her throat was dry and uncomfortable, as if it was about to burst.
Xie Wanyu reached out and touched her forehead. The temperature was actually higher than in midsummer. It seemed that her body was still too weak.
After sleeping in the firewood shed for only two nights, I contracted the wind and cold.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door was pushed open and Xiao Jing came over with a look of porridge.
Seeing Xie Wanyu staring blankly with her eyes open, he was stunned.
After a moment of indifference, he approached Xie Wanyu and asked, "Are you awake?"
Xie Wanyu glanced at the bowl in his hand and hummed lightly.
"Drink the porridge." Xiao Jing said.
Xie Wanyu looked at the bowl of porridge, her stomach growled, but she did not reach out to take it.
"Afraid of me being poisoned?" Xiao Jing mocked.
Xie Wanyu lowered her eyes and said nothing, acquiescing.
Xiao Jing sneered, scooped up a spoonful of porridge and handed it to her, "If you're afraid of death, why bother showing off?"
Xie Wanyu stared at the bowl he handed over for a long time.
Finally, she slowly raised her hand, took the bowl of porridge, and drank it slowly.
Xiao Jing looked at her obedient look, her eyes flickered, and she smiled with satisfaction.
After eating half a bowl of porridge, Xie Wanyu felt much better, but her throat was still uncomfortable.
She wiped her mouth, then lay down and ignored Xiao Jing.
Xiao Jing stood silently until Xie Wanyu's breathing stabilized, then he turned and left.
Xie Wanyu heard the footsteps gradually receding and then opened her eyes.
She squinted her eyes and looked out the window. The sun was shining brightly, and the air was filled with heat, which made her very uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, but when Xie Wanyu was falling asleep, there was a quarrel outside.
"Today, if you don't hand over this person, I will destroy the Xiao Mansion!"
Xie Ruan's voice sounded outside. He held a long sword in his hand and showed no fear in the face of the surrounding guards.
His face was resolute and imposing, and his eyes were glaring with anger, adding a bit of majesty.
Xie Ru'an was born as a military commander, has a strong body, and has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so ordinary guards are no match for him.
Xiao Jing comforted: "Brother, this matter is a bit complicated. Let me explain it to you slowly."
Before he could get closer, Xie Ruan's sword was pointed at him, "I only want my sister!"
"Is it brother?"
Xie Wanyu's weak voice came from inside the room.
Xie Ruan looked at the closed door and walked step by step, his sword making a sharp and piercing sound on the ground.
The guards looked at each other and stepped aside.
Xie Ruan walked to the door and smashed the wooden door bolt with one palm.
He walked into the house and saw Xie Wanyu lying on the bed, her face as pale as paper, and her brows covered with unsolvable sorrow.
"Sister, how are you?" Xie Ruan strode over and asked eagerly.
Xie Wanyu smiled sweetly, "I'm fine, brother."
Xiao Jing also walked into the house, "Brother, if you have anything to say, let's discuss it carefully. A sword has no eyes, and it will be bad if it hurts someone."
Xie Ruan didn't like Xiao Jing at all, especially after so many things happened, he hated the Xiao family deeply.
If it weren't for his sister's favor, he would have beaten this scumbag long ago.
Xie Wanyu held Xie Ruan's wrist and said softly: "Brother, I'm really fine."
Xie Ruan looked at his sister's haggard face and felt extremely distressed.
He gouged out Xiao Jing's eyes fiercely and said coldly: "You, the Xiao family, have brought my sister to such a state. There should be an explanation, right?"
Xiao Yinshuang, who followed, snorted coldly, "Your sister brought it upon herself. Don't you ask her what she did?"
