I made a fortune by marrying a sickly woman!

Song Jin sat for half a quarter of an hour, put down the tea bowl, and then, under the pretext of writing a letter to Xing Lun to discuss the women's clinic, went back to the courtyard where he lived.

As soon as he avoided others, he called Qin Qi.

"Ah Qi, is there any news from the capital?"

"No, master, do you want me to go and find out?" Qin Qi stood quietly aside, waiting for instructions.

Song Jin nodded.

Qin Qi bowed and left.

He came back in the evening and said that he had not heard any news yet, but he had asked an acquaintance for help and just needed to wait a few days.

So, for several days.

There was no news from the capital.

That night, the moonlight was like water.

Song Jin sat alone in front of the window, gently waving a silk fan in his hand, unable to hide the boredom in his heart.

Suddenly I heard some noise outside the house.

There was a subtle sound of tiles being stepped on on the roof.

"Who?!" Song Jin asked coldly.

"It's me, Ah Qi."

A figure flew down from the roof and landed outside the window. It was Qin Qi in tight clothes.

Song Jin frowned and asked, "Why didn't you go back to your room to rest?"

"I have something on my mind. I heard some gossip today. Do you want to hear it, Master?" Qin Qi didn't dare to say that it was 100% true, so he was struggling over whether to report it.

Song Jin raised his eyes and said, "Go ahead."

"There's news that the young master has been too busy with state affairs in recent years and has fallen ill from exhaustion. What's worse, some people say that he doesn't have much time left, but I don't know whether it's true or not." Qin Qi's tone was full of worry.

Hearing this, Song Jin's heart tightened.

The fan in his hand fell to the ground without him noticing, making a slight sound.

Qin Chi's health was not good.

You know, the doctor said that he was difficult to raise since he was a child. Later, after Jing Lao's careful care, he was able to grow up safely. The two have been married for many years, and Song Jin has heard a lot of such rumors. As long as it involves Qin Chi's health, there are many true and false news, and even Song Jin is not sure.

Qin Qi saw Song Jin was silent for a moment, and then continued: "There is also news that the young master was assassinated and was seriously injured and unconscious. The situation is not optimistic."

"Is this news credible?" Song Jin asked again.

Qin Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "One piece of news came from the chief manager of Huizhou Shun'an Commercial Bank, and the other piece of news was heard by my subordinates from the secret guards. They shut up when they saw me, and they said nothing when I asked them again."

But both pieces of news are telling.

Qin Chi's condition is not good.

Song Jin's heart sank to the bottom.

Even if she broke up with Qin Chi, Song Jin knew very well that Qin Chi was still different to her.

Wait for Qin Qi to retreat.

The face of Song Jin, who used to be calm, was finally stained with anxiety and worry.

Even when lying in bed, he still tossed and turned. He finally fell into a drowsy sleep, but woke up in the middle of the night.

Then, I couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Song Jin simply stood up and put on a coat.

After sitting quietly in front of the dressing table for a long time, she prepared to pack up her belongings and set off for the capital at daybreak.

While packing clothes, I accidentally saw a set of four treasures of the study placed in the cabinet. Each item was a treasure: Hui ink, She inkstone, Zhuge's brush and Chengxintang paper.

This was not bought by her.

But it was given by Qin Chi when they got married.

That day, Xiao Liu was quick to say that Dalang didn't spend a penny on his family's wedding. After returning to his room, Qin Chi compensated her and said: This is my betrothal gift to you. Don't mention it again in the future that I didn't spend a penny on marrying you.

Twelve years have passed, but Song Jin still remembers how serious he was at that time.

Scenes from the past came to her mind, as well as the letters and things Qin Chi had sent every month over the years, which were all stored in her room.

There is a small box of letters.

All of them were written by Qin Chi himself.

There is no love in every word, but every sentence is love. Reading it again, Song Jin didn't know when he burst into tears.

Wait until it gets light.

The maidservant pushed the door open and came in.

Song Jin cheered up and immediately ordered someone to prepare the horses.

Mu Ting was originally going to pack up her valuables.

Song Jin said that he wanted to streamline the process.

At this time, she completely forgot about her appointment with Xing Lun today.

Wait for Xing Lun to come.

A group of people were riding away on horseback.

Song Kuan stood in front of the door holding little Lin Xiao's hand to see them off.

I ran into Xing Lun who came rushing over.

The three of them looked at each other.

……

Song Jin rushed to the capital day and night.

At first, I did stop to inquire, but there was very little news about Qin Chi, as if someone had deliberately blocked it. However, one thing was certain, Qin Chi had not attended court for a long time.

About half a month passed.

The closer they got to the imperial city, the more uneasy Song Jin felt.

That man hadn't attended court for a long time.

Rumors began to spread in the outside world, saying that Qin Chi had not been seen for a long time and whether something had happened to him. Some people even said that they saw Doctor Zhuo often entering and leaving Prince An's mansion.

In the past few years, Qin Chi has been handling government affairs day and night, making the court clean and the people's lives better and better. However, Qin Chi's reputation among the people has declined. Qin Chi issued some policies that benefited the country and the people in the name of Emperor Wu of Ming, so that the ministers in the court knew the inside story, but the people did not know much. In fact, Qin Chi's actions won the hearts of the people and he had many followers around him, all of whom were knowledgeable people.

The team marched to the city gate.

Song Jin and others dismounted.

Suddenly, I remembered what Qin Chi said when we parted in front of the city gate.

Waiting for the world to be at peace...

But if something happened to him, they would be separated by life and death from then on, and an inexplicable sense of guilt and regret would continue to grow and spread in his heart.

A group of people entered the city.

Song Jin went directly to Prince An's Mansion.

There were soldiers guarding in front of the gate. When they saw Song Jin and others approaching, they immediately paid attention.

Song Jin jumped off the horse.

Mu Ting went up to talk to the officers and soldiers.

After a while, the door opened.

A doorman peeked out from inside, and when he saw Song Jin, he immediately turned around and ran inside. Song Jin quickly stepped onto the stone steps.

The man just approached the gate.

The officers and soldiers who were supposed to be blocking the door actually made way for Song Jin and bowed to him in greeting.

Song Jin hurried into the gate.

Go through a door.

A servant came over and seemed to want to stop Song Jin, but was pushed away by Song Jin. Along the way, these servants wanted to stop him but did not dare to, so Song Jin walked to Qin Chi's bedroom.

Qin Qi, Mu Ting and others were stopped outside the courtyard gate by the guards. They wanted to call Song Jin, but Song Jin did not even turn around, and her anxiety could be seen from her back.

Song Jin was indeed anxious.

As soon as I stepped into the Moon Gate, I smelled a faint scent of medicine. My heart sank. How could I remember Mu Ting and others?

The sunlight shines through the sparse branches and leaves, casting patches of light on the front yard.

A man in a light blue robe was leaning against a wooden pillar of the carved corridor with his eyes closed. The hem of his robe was embroidered with cloud and dragon patterns, gently brushing the ground, making the quiet man look more lively, thus ignoring his frown. It was as if he was in this courtyard, but his thoughts were drifting far away.

There is a feeling of dusk falling and flying away on the wind.

Song Jin subconsciously slowed down his footsteps.

As I got closer, I could smell the medicinal fragrance surrounding him, which was stronger than before.

Thinking of the rumors that he would soon die, the pain in her heart was like a thousand threads that kept entangled with her.

Qin Chi's eyelashes suddenly trembled. The moment he slowly opened his eyes, he saw Song Jin in front of him and was immediately surprised.

I quickly regained my composure.

In an instant, her posture became upright, her originally pale cheeks instantly became lively, her eyebrows and eyes became picturesque, and her expression was calm.

Precious and unattainable.

Where is the slightest trace of the dejection and dejection from just now?

"Miss Song, you have come from afar. I wonder what brings you here?" Qin Chi asked leisurely.

The attitude is quite keeping people at a distance.

Song Jin suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately said coldly: "Lord Qin is so leisurely and leisurely, but it caused others to be alarmed in vain."

Doesn't he look seriously ill at this time?

Was she being fooled?

After saying this, he turned around and was about to leave.

Just as Song Jin turned around, Qin Chi suddenly started coughing violently. He coughed so hard that he could hardly breathe, his face turned pale instantly, and his body was shaky.

Song Jin quickly turned around and stepped forward to support him.

Qin Chi took the opportunity to put his head on her shoulder, closed his eyes and passed out.

"Qin Qi'an?"

Song Jin exclaimed, "What's wrong with you?"

I called out several times, but there was no response from him.

This made her feel very flustered.

Call for help immediately.

Upon seeing this, the servants in the mansion appeared one after another.

They hurriedly carried the person into the house and placed him on the bed.

Mr. Jing was called over in a hurry.

After a thorough inspection.

Mr. Jing didn't say anything. He just wrote out a prescription and asked someone to prepare the medicine as soon as possible.

When Song Jin saw the person lying on the bed, he felt mixed emotions and the thin layer of ice that had formed on his body over the years gradually melted.

No sleep for one night.

Song Jin stayed by Qin Chi's bed.

When it was getting light, Qin Chi finally woke up slowly.

"Jin'er is back?"

Qin Chi sat up and said with a smile.

Song Jin's worry did not dissipate. "You are sick, why didn't you write to me?"

Qin Chi chuckled and said, "I'm fine, right? Why should I make you worry?"

"Alright? People outside say you were stabbed and are seriously ill. How can you still be considered fine?" Song Jin's eyes were slightly red.

Qin Chi's smile deepened. "Those are just rumors. How could I let anyone get hurt so easily? As for falling ill, that's nonsense. It's just that I've been busy with court affairs recently and I'm indeed a little tired."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly started coughing, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

Song Jin was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward to comfort him, and then hurriedly shouted to the people outside: "Master Jing! Is Master Jing here?!"

Qin Chi barely stopped coughing, raised his hand to stop her from calling for help, and smiled comfortingly, "It's okay, it's just an old problem."

Song Jin didn't believe what he said.

Elder Jing came in again and examined Qin Chi carefully. He said to Song Jin with a serious look, "Young Master, this is a disease caused by overwork. In addition, you have caught a cold recently, so this is the case. You need to take good care of yourself, otherwise your life may be in danger."

Song Jin felt heartbroken when he heard this.

Qin Chi waved his hand, "Don't listen to Master Jing, he just likes to make a fuss."

Mr. Jing bowed and left.

Song Jin grabbed Qin Chi's hand.

Qin Chi shook her hand back without leaving any trace, and pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed, "You stayed with me all night, are you tired?"

"I'm not sleepy. How do you feel?" Song Jin asked in a muffled voice.

Qin Chi smiled slightly, "It's okay, I'm just tired recently. I'll be fine after enough rest. How about you? How long do you plan to stay in Beijing?"

Song Jin felt a pang in his heart and whispered, "I, I don't want to leave."

"Is this true?"

There was a flash of surprise in Qin Chi's eyes.

Song Jinfeng's eyes sparkled with tears and she nodded slightly.

Qin Chi struggled to sit up, took Song Jin into his arms, stroked her hair, and said in a low and gentle voice: "For the rest of our lives, we will never be separated again."

"Okay, we'll never separate again."

Song Jin snuggled in his arms, feeling at peace.

The two hugged each other for a long time.

It seems as if to express all the waiting and longing over the years.

From then on, a deep love story in Beijing finally came to fruition.

The story of Song Jin and Qin Chi has also become a famous tale passed down by later generations.

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