The Stepmother is Unkind - Chapter 71

Xie Ce was young, and Mrs. Xie had already asked Nanny Tong to take him back to sleep. Only Yin Mingyu and others sat in Mrs. Xie’s room and waited. No one was in the mood to speak, and the atmosphere was rather depressing.

The later the hour, the more restless and restless everyone became.

If there is an accident with King Ding, how it will affect the Xie family is beyond everyone’s consideration.

The Xie family has few people, and Xie Qin is of great significance to the Xie family. Xie Qin is the most important. If something happens to Xie Qin, they can’t imagine the consequences.

At this time, Madam Xie was like a needle in the sea. Although her expression was tense, her initial gaffe was no longer there.

Yin Mingyu looked at Mrs. Xie, and her heart became calm. It was useless to sit still, so she got up and ordered the doctor to wait. He estimated that there might be a situation, and prepared everything such as eating and drinking.

“I put more pots of charcoal in my house.”

“There is also **** soup, to ward off the cold for Langjun, and the guards can drink it when they come back.”

“Let the servants be alert, patrol more, and don’t teach thieves to take the opportunity to come in and fish in troubled waters.”

Inside the house, Mrs. Xie listened to Yin Mingyu’s methodical voice, and her expression became more peaceful.

Bai Zhixu has been helping the housekeeper since he was very young, and he couldn’t sit still when he was worried, so he got up and went to Yin Mingyu to ask how he could help.

But they didn’t know whether Xie Qin really had an accident or not. There was only so much they could do, and they didn’t need her help. Yin Mingyu taught her to go back and take care of the old lady.

Bai Zhixu nodded, and as soon as he turned around, he suddenly heard the sound of horses’ hooves. He quickly stopped and turned his head to look at the door.

Yin Mingyu also heard the sound and turned to look at the door of the house. Sure enough, seeing Old Madam Xie hurried out with a cane, she taught someone to take a cloak for Old Madam.

Madam Xie endured, put on her cloak, and then walked to the second door, when she saw the guard hurried in with Xie Qin on his back.

Seeing that Xie Qin was unconscious, she asked anxiously, “What’s wrong with Dalang?”

Yin Mingyu glanced at Bai Zhixu, and then ordered the guard to carry Xie Qin back to the house, while calling for the doctor to come over quickly.

Bai Zhixu held Madam Xie’s arm and followed behind them, listening to the guard’s report on the cause and effect of the incident.

As soon as Mrs. Xie heard that she was injured because of the assassination, she clenched her cane tightly and looked serious.

She has lived for such a long age and has experienced a lot. Naturally, she immediately thought of the dispute between the three princes. When she heard that Prince Ding was safe and sound, she was sure that at least the Xie family would not be implicated.

After the doctor carefully inspected the wound for Xie Qin, the aunt and Bai Zhixu retreated to the outside.

Madam Xie looked at the wound on her grandson’s shoulder, her eyes were full of distress, but she was finally relieved when she learned that Xie Qin had lost blood and was frozen in addition to the arrow wound on his shoulder, and his life was worry-free.

Xie Qin was not in an accident, Yin Mingyu was also relieved, and persuaded Mrs. Xie, his aunt and cousin to go back to rest.

Mrs. Xie waited until the doctor bandaged Xie Qin’s wound before she got up and went back, and her aunt and Bai Zhixu were with her.

The doctor taught the doctor to go back to take medicine, and said that Xie Qin might have a high fever at night, and he explained that he should pay more attention before leaving.

When Yin Mingyu waited for them to leave, she and Yin’er were the only ones in the room, so he beat his waist and leaned softly against the bedpost.

After an unknown amount of time, when Yin Mingyu was about to fall asleep, the maid came in with the medicine and said respectfully, “Young madam, the medicine is ready.”

Yin’er took it, and then went to the bedside, “Miss.”

Yin Mingyu sat up and glanced at Xie Qin, who was lying quietly and weakly on the bed, thinking about how to give medicine.

In the end, she took another soft pillow, supported Xie Qin’s head, and stuffed it under his head. With this toss, Xie Qin’s shoulders, which were not wearing a piece of clothing and only wrapped in bandages, were exposed.

Yin Mingyu glanced at Xie Qin’s handsome face and collarbone, and solemnly pulled the quilt up to cover it tightly, and then gently squeezed Xie Qin’s mouth open to signal Yin’er to feed the medicine.

Yin’er held the medicine bowl and hesitated, “Miss, is this wrong?”

Yin Mingyu asked: “Then you hold it, and I’m hello?”

Yin’er shook her head quickly, “The maid doesn’t dare.”

“Don’t worry, Lang Jun is in a coma and won’t know.”

This is not a question of knowing, but seeing Lang Jun’s face, I always feel disrespectful.

Yin’er: “…Miss, you should feed it yourself.”

Yin Mingyu gave her a “promising” look, took the medicine bowl and put it on the bed.

Yin’er, on the other hand, no longer dared to watch her wife “discuss” her husband, and hurriedly retreated to the outside to wait.

Yin Mingyu held Xie Qin’s chin with one hand and fed the medicine with the other. As soon as the medicine came into his mouth, he lifted his chin up and watched his Adam’s apple roll up and down, before he opened his mouth to continue feeding.

She was alone, and she couldn’t move well, and it was inevitable that the concoction spilled out and slipped down her chin to her neck.

Yin Mingyu had to lift the quilt again, wipe his neck and collarbone with a handkerchief, and after feeding her a bowl of medicine, she was sweating slightly.

Yin’er came in and took the medicine bowl. Yin Mingyu stood by the bed and began to think about how she would sleep at night, so Xie Qin would be safer.

When the guards put down Xie Qin, they probably didn’t consider the possibility of Xie Qin being wounded while sleeping at night, so his right shoulder was thrust into the bed.

But after thinking about it, it fell on Xie Qin’s pale face again. His weak appearance is really rare, but it is more than usual to look at the thorn…pleasant…

Xie Qin, who was in a coma, frowned, lips pursed tightly, and his body trembled slightly.

Yin Mingyu regained his senses, pulled another quilt over Xie Qin’s body, tucked it tightly, and then let Yin’er come in with a quilt, and then climbed onto the bed from Xie Qin’s feet.

She was self-aware, so she thoughtfully wrapped the quilt and leaned on the bed. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep with her head uncontrollably.

As soon as she fell asleep, she lost her self-control, and her body slipped a little and lay down.

It didn’t take long for her to put her feet into Xie Qin’s quilt. It was too warm. She got closer and closer to Xie Qin until she got into his quilt and slept soundly with her arms around the heat source.

Xie Qin had a fever and was extremely hot. In a daze, he wanted to lift the quilt, but he couldn’t move. He finally opened his eyes and stared at the top of the bed.

After gradually regaining consciousness, he felt the warm breath on his arm, helpless.

Should I be glad that Yin Mingyu didn’t touch his wound in his sleep?

Xie Qin was completely powerless. With the other hand, he struggled to pull out the quilt, lifted the top layer of quilt with one hand, and tucked the quilt covering Yin Mingyu’s head under her chin.

With such a simple action, Xie Qin was sweating again.

Yin’er was guarding outside, and when she heard the movement, she came in to check. At a glance, she saw that her wife who was supposed to be taking care of the injured was being taken care of by the injured Langjun, and immediately wanted to hide her face.

“Langjun, will the maid wake up the lady?”

“No need.” Xie Qin said weakly, “Bring some water.”

Yin’er hurriedly poured warm water and presented it to him respectfully.

Xie Qin took it over, raised his head and finished drinking, his movements were very light, and he never disturbed Yin Mingyu.

Yin’er took the cup respectfully, watched Lang Jun closed his eyes, glanced at his wife again, and quietly exited.

The next day, Yin Mingyu woke up and found that he was all wrapped around Xie Qin’s body. Immediately, he felt guilty. He hurriedly looked at Xie Qin’s shoulder. Seeing that there was no more blood on the bandage than last night, he got up and dressed as if nothing had happened.

Yin’er came in and glanced at his wife’s expression. He didn’t say much, only that Lang Jun woke up last night.

Later, Madam Xie brought Xie Ce over to see Xie Qin. Seeing that Xie Qin was still awake, she asked with concern, “Have you never woken up? Could it be burned?”

Yin Mingyu didn’t know whether it was burning last night or not, but just now she touched Xie Qin’s forehead and replied, “Grandmother, Lang Jun woke up last night, please relax.”

Madam Xie walked to the bed and sat down, raised her hand and touched her grandson’s forehead.

Xie Ce followed her quite quietly, stood beside the bed, looked at his father’s face, was suddenly scared, and burst into tears, “Wow—”.

Madam Xie quickly hugged him and coaxed, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, your father is fine.”

On the bed, Xie Qin frowned and taught him to wake up.

Yin Mingyu noticed and reminded Mrs. Xie and Xie Ce aloud.

Mrs. Xie looked at her grandson in surprise, and then said to Xie Ce: “Look, isn’t your father awake? How did the great-grandmother lie to you?”

Xie Ce cried a little less, crawled over, hugged his father’s neck, and whimpered again.

After Xie Qin’s thoughts were clear, he sighed softly, slowly raised his right hand, and patted his soft body.

Not far away, Yin’er glanced at her wife and then at Xiao Langjun, and lowered her head quietly. For the first time, she felt that Langjun was a little pitiful, and it was too difficult to take care of an injury.

Afterwards, my aunt and Bai Zhixu came to visit again. They were all family members. They were worried about disturbing Xie Qin’s rest, so they left after seeing it.

But Xie Qin still could not rest in peace, because King Ding came to visit again in person.

King Ding’s tone was closer than before, with the attitude that he and Xie Qin were already close to each other, and he left after saying a lot of words.

Mrs. Xie didn’t say anything about King Ding’s arrival. It was only after he left that she finally looked like “the person who disturbed the grandson’s wounds has finally left”, and immediately asked Xie Ce to leave.

Xie Ce was reluctant to leave, his entire upper body was lying beside the bed, and his little hands were tightly clutching the mattress.

Madam Xie coaxed him: “Don’t disturb your father’s rest, Ce’er, go back with your great-grandmother.”

Xie Ce’s little head shook quickly, “Don’t~”

Xie Qin said: “Grandma, it’s okay.”

Mrs. Xie also knew that her great-grandson saw his father injured, and was afraid, so she didn’t force it any more, and said to Yin Mingyu: “You persuade him.”

Yin Mingyu nodded in response.

And as soon as Mrs. Xie left, Yin Mingyu threatened: “Your father is going to drink medicine, does Xiao Langjun want to drink with your father?”

Xie Ce stood up abruptly, ran away, and hid far away, “Don’t drink, don’t drink.”

Yin Mingyu knew that he would do this, took the medicine brought by the maid, walked to the bed, and said gently, “Langjun, drink the medicine…”

From the first night I saw Yin Mingyu’s sleeping position, every time she was gentle and submissive, Xie Qin’s eyes were very artificial. Later, she became more and more unruly, gentle and strange.

Xie Qin looked at the medicine in her bowl, full of weakness, and raised his hand to take the medicine bowl.

Yin Mingyu didn’t give it, he sat beside the bed, looked at Xie Qin, who still seemed a little weak, and said softly, “I’ll give you a drink…”

Xie Qin: “…”

Yin Mingyu scooped a spoonful of medicine and fed it to Xie Qin’s mouth.

Xie Qin opened his mouth silently and drank it one by one. When he was halfway through the drink, he finally said frankly: “Second mother, stop laughing.”

Yin Mingyu’s mouth still maintains an upward arc, blinking, puzzled.

Xie Qin paused and said, “Whatever you want, take it, don’t do it like this.”

Yin Mingyu was inexplicable, but he said so, so she leaned into Xie Qin’s ear and said a word softly.

Xie Qin was shocked, but his face did not change, but his ears were slightly red.

Yin Mingyu watched, the corners of his mouth rose even more, and he continued to feed the medicine briskly.

Xie Ce returned to the bed again, resting his chin in his hands, looking at the two with innocent eyes.

In the following time, Xie Qin looked calm and composed, but very quiet.

And Xie Ce had to stay in their yard for lunch, and he was talking about eating roast chicken.

Yin Mingyu satisfied him and ordered the pantry to prepare roast chicken early.

When it was time for lunch, Xie Ce insisted on placing the table beside his father’s bed.

At first, Yin Mingyu thought he wanted to eat with his father, so he agreed.

Xie Ce happily sat on the chair without being waited on by anyone. He held chopsticks unskilledly with his little hands, and with great effort picked up a piece of roast chicken, glanced at his father, ate it in his mouth, and deliberately chewed.

Xie Qin didn’t pay much attention to him and drank the white porridge calmly.

Xie Ce tilted his head, puzzled, and the movement of eating slowed down.

His appearance was really strange, Xie Qin looked at him, frowned, and scolded lightly: “It’s a good meal.”

Xie Ce puffed up and stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the roast chicken. After several times, he picked it up. He leaned over to Yin Mingyu, and loudly said, “Mother, eat, it’s delicious.”

Yin Mingyu looked at the chicken in the plate, suddenly remembered something, and couldn’t help lowering his head and laughing non-stop.

And it’s not over yet.

Xie Qin was recovering from his injury, and it was hard to worry about it. When he was awake during the day, he had nothing to do, so he taught him to memorize some simple poems by the way.

Xie Ce was clever, and after repeating it a few times, he could memorize it with stumbling and stumbling, and Xie Qin became more attentive in teaching.

So the father and son taught each other, and Xie Ce spent a whole day in their yard.

When Yin Mingyu thought that Xie Ce didn’t want to go back at night, he held Yin Mingyu’s hand and said, “Mother, sleep with Ce’er.”

Xie Qin’s face sank in an instant.

Yin Mingyu smiled and asked, “Why do you want to sleep with you?”

Xie Ce’s immature voice said with reason: “Mother drink medicine, father, sleep with Ce’er~”

So my father took medicine and my mother had to sleep with him.

Very good, very logical.

Yin Mingyu followed Xie Ce’s strength and followed him out. As he walked, he turned around and smiled at Xie Qin: “Lang Jun, Xiao Lang Jun has filial piety, you must have a good night’s rest.”

Xie Qin: “…”