Although the weather is not cold, it is autumn after all, and the river water is already bitingly cold.
Shen Que's body had always been weak, and she felt as if her whole body had been cut with a knife. She was so cold that it ached, and she was shivering all over. Moreover, she didn't know how to drink water. She plunged in and drank a big mouthful of river water, and her whole body cramped. He seemed unable to move and could only let his body sink bit by bit.
She didn't want to die, she just wanted to keep her innocence.
As long as Li Luansong doesn't show up, all this will be treated as if it didn't happen. She is a woman, and although she doesn't care much about other people's criticisms, she still has to think about her family and her younger sister, Silan. She could remain unmarried for the rest of her life and concentrate on her family business, but Shen Silan had such a good relationship with His Highness Seventh Prince that her stigma should not affect her marriage.
And Dad, he is now an official of the imperial court. She cannot let Dad be criticized and his face will be tarnished.
However, when people get into the water, they can't help themselves.
The kind of person who watched her relatives and friends looking for her from afar, but couldn't shout, and even fluttering became very difficult.
The river water gurgled into his internal organs, and the whole person was like a wooden bucket filled with water, sinking bit by bit, cold and suffocating. At that moment, another scene appeared in front of Shen Que's eyes.
It was the splendid palace she saw a year ago. That day she was punished to kneel under the scorching sun. When she woke up, she exchanged bodies with Li Luansong. After that, the two protected each other, fought for each other's interests, and joined forces to break the Crisis after crisis, followed by epidemics and civil strife, Jin'an faced life and death difficulties and they fought through them together... until they drew their swords against each other.
In more than a year, we went from acquaintance to separation, or from illusion to reality.
There is not only tacit cooperation and a beautiful past between them, but also an insurmountable gap, an unchangeable mission, and his desperation... There are too many problems, and Shen Que feels very tired and helpless.
Just like this moment, the harder she struggled, the more she sank. There were too many things that she couldn't fight against, so she had no choice but to accept her fate.
If he died here today, it would be God's will.
Shen Que thought so and gave up resistance.
In the painted boat behind her, Li Luansong almost jumped into the river with her, but she asked him to let her go. For the sake of her reputation, this time, Li Luansong did not go against her wishes and hid in the painted boat and watched her fall into the water. Watch her despair, watch her sink...
After that, another "plop" sound was heard in the distance, and a vigorous figure jumped into the water and swam towards Shen Que like a fish.
Li Luansong saw clearly that it was Mutam.
He saw the anxious and focused expression on his face. That expression was only seen when they were annihilating Zheng Huan together. It was a determination to win.
At this moment, Li Luansong was very envious of Mutam.
He could rescue her fair and square, and then stay by her side to take care of her, but he no longer has that qualification, and may never see her again.
The sky was full of despair and grievance. For the first time, Li Luansong felt that life was so meaningless. If she had any shortcomings, he should go with her.
The cold river water lapped at the side of the ship. Under Shen Silan's anxious gaze, Mutam finally dragged up the dying Shen Que. At that moment, he finally realized the voice deep in his heart.
He knew roughly but not the details about Shen Que and Li Luansong's past. How did they start? Did Shen Que ever like Li Luansong, or did she compromise because of Li Luansong's pursuit? If she had liked him, how much did she do? like……
Mutam didn't think about it. He just thought that he liked Shen Que. He was very angry when he saw Li Luansong stalking her. He wanted to be with her and stand up for her.
But tonight, the painting boat he had originally ordered was boarded first. He guessed that it would be Li Luansong, but a few hours passed and they stayed together. Mutam didn't know how Shen Que would face him. Will they get back together, and will Li Luansong convince Shen Que? He doesn't dare to think about it, he just wants to find her as soon as possible, and then give Li Luansong a good beating.
After they finally found the boat, before they could get closer, they saw a thin figure jumping into the river.
At that moment, Mutam was both happy and terrified.
Shen Que jumped into the river, proving that they had not reconciled. Li Luansong's ability to force her to jump into the river showed that he was completely out of luck. But she was worried about Shen Que's health. She didn't know how to swim, and she couldn't bear such cold river water...
In the water, Mutam swam desperately towards Shen Que. It was not until the moment he lifted her that he felt there was hope in his life. At that moment, Mutam decided that he would marry this wife.
Shen Que was rescued and lay in bed with a high fever for days. He kept mumbling and was delirious.
The doctor said it was caused by cold air and excessive sadness. Mutam stayed by her bedside and looked after her untiedly. Even Shen Silan and Zelan took turns staying with her for the day. He was the only one who never left her. Shen Que's bedside.
The doctor said that she was conscious and could be heard when talking to her. Mutam often chatted with her, telling her what interesting things had happened in the city in the past few days, whether the shop was running well, and that he had already learned the lessons given by the master. It's done, I hope she wakes up soon for a checkup...
About four days later, Shen Que slowly woke up and was awakened by the stinging pain on his arm.
She opened her hazy eyes and tried to adapt to the strong light. Her vision became clear little by little. Mutam was sitting beside her bed, dipping medicine powder and applying it on her arms.
The red and purple marks that were pinched out instantly woke her up and reminded her of the nightmare that night.
His arms shook unconsciously, and Mutam realized that she was awake. His originally sad and solemn expression suddenly became bright and sunny. He smiled, with tears in his eyes, as bright as a flower.
Shen Que felt very embarrassed. He must have understood those injuries. She opened her mouth to say something, but before she could say anything, Mutam spoke first:
"This is the best medicinal powder for bruises in my hometown." His voice was a little hoarse. "I have been naughty since I was a child and often fell all over my body with injuries, so I developed the habit of carrying this powder with me."
"Just wake up and you'll be fine. The doctor said you're fine. The high fever a few days ago scared us."
"The business in the shop has been very good these days. You must go and have a look. It was my idea for the shopkeeper."
"Whatever you want to eat, I'll let the kitchen do it. You're probably hungry."
….
He didn't ask anything and just kept talking, which made Shen Zhe even more sad.
"Don't you want to know what happened?" she asked him.
Mutam smiled and shook his head: "The fact that you can come back safely is better than anything else, nothing else is important."
He raised his head and looked at her, his eyes full of tenderness and strength.
Shen Que choked for a moment, but even though he couldn't bear it, he still spoke with difficulty: "I lost..."
"Do not say."
Mutam interrupted her, "It's not easy for you big Ye women. It would be too cruel to peel off your own pain and show it in front of others."
He said: "I don't care about anything. What I like is you as a person. Those things are not important to me."
Shen Que finally spoke out what was in his heart. There was no tension or excitement as expected, and he felt unusually calm inside. Shen Que listened attentively.
"I just want to see you doing your own thing happily, and I want to be with you. But I know that you have your own ideas. I won't force you. You can think about it slowly, and it doesn't matter how long you think about it. Master, I will always wait for you."
Hot tears flowed down the corners of his eyes. Shen did not know what to say. He wanted to refuse but couldn't say it. He didn't have the energy to distinguish such complicated feelings, and he didn't have the energy to think about such far-reaching things, so he would just think about it slowly.
The two talked for a while. Mutam hadn't slept for a few days, and finally went to sleep after Shen Que's repeated urging.
Zelan brought porridge and side dishes, closed the door and said, "Madam, you feel better."
Shen Que nodded, "I'll do it myself, you can rest."
Zelan handed her the food and asked, "My wife jumped into the river and frightened us. Amu stayed here with her all day long, and His Royal Highness also sent someone to ask."
After speaking, he glanced at her again and hurriedly explained: "It was Wu Yu who came to ask, but my wife, I didn't tell him anything and kicked him out."
Shen Que laughed silently and drank his porridge silently.
While the master and servant were talking, a servant came from outside the door and said, "Your Highness is here to visit and would like to see my wife."
Zelan immediately stood up and shouted out the door: "If he doesn't see you, just say that my wife won't see him from now on."
Shen Que still drank the porridge silently, with no waves in his eyes.
The boy was trembling and didn't know what to do. Zelan yelled angrily: "What, are you deaf?"
Then the person ran away.
After a moment of silence, the sounds of swords clashing and fighting could be heard in the yard. Mutam and Li Luansong were fighting. Zelan ran to watch and came back to learn the words:
"His Royal Highness the Prince was beaten by Amu, but he didn't fight back. His face was bleeding. Amu was really harsh."
Mutam finally seized the opportunity. Thinking of Shen Zhe's injustice and the purple scars on her body, he felt that even if he killed him, he would not be able to understand his hatred.
The resentment and hatred of the past few days surged up, and the long whip was swung with no room left, and every move was fatal.
On the side, Wuyue wanted to step forward but was scolded by Li Luansong, so he could only stare.
He came to atone for his sins. He had been worried these past few days and couldn't help but just want to look at Shen Que. He deserved to be beaten.
"I was framed and I will find out the truth."
This was what Li Luansong kept repeating, but Mutam didn't pay any attention to it.
The clear sound of whips sounded, rapid and fierce. Shen Que put on his clothes and got out of bed, letting Zelan support him and slowly walked towards the door:
"Amu."
With a weak sound, Mutam stopped moving, and through the door, Shen Que said:
"Your Highness, are you trying to force me to death?" She coughed violently, and said hoarsely: "Your Highness, please don't come here again. You and I will never see each other again in this life."
There was endless disappointment in her determination, and she didn't even open the door to look at him.
