Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Soon, Guan Cen brought what Huaiyun needed. Huaiyun thanked him and was about to bend down to take off Lin Xi's clothes. Halfway through, he remembered that there were two men standing behind him. He turned around and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm going to apply medicine for my master. Could you trouble the eldest son and this brother to step aside for a while..."

The master and servant, who were grinning and preparing to watch Huaiyun's next move, blushed immediately when they heard this. They quickly responded and then hurriedly retreated to the outer room.

Seeing the master and servant go out, Huaiyun breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over to Lin Xi's ear, lowered his voice and called her: "My lord, my lord, my husband has gone out, please wake up so that I can apply medicine for you."

She thought Lin Xi would open her eyes immediately and praise her for being considerate, but after waiting for a while, she saw Lin Xi with her eyes closed and no intention of waking up at all.

Huaiyun looked up with some confusion, only to see that Lin Xi, who had been pale just now, now had red cheeks and was breathing rapidly. She was startled and quickly reached out to touch Lin Xi's forehead, and sure enough, she felt a wet and hot sensation.

This is a fever! Huaiyun's face suddenly changed, and he immediately lost the idea of joking with his master. He bent down and took off Lin Xi's wet clothes neatly, stripped her clean, and then picked up the hot towel in the basin to clean the rain and blood on her hair and body.

"How is Guanlan?" Changsun Yan, who was in the outer room, saw that there was no sound in the inner room for a long time, frowned, retracted his gaze, looked at Guancen beside him and asked.

"I just checked. Apart from some redness on the back of his neck, there are no external injuries. His snoring is deafening." Thinking of Guanlan's sound sleep, Guan Cen couldn't help but curl his lips.

"That's good." Chang Sun Yan nodded, and then said, "Is it wrong that no one noticed when you went to get the things?"

"Don't worry, my lord. Those guys were all sleeping soundly like Guanlan. Only the old servant who was watching the stove in the small kitchen asked a question. I just said that my lord was sweating in the middle of the night and felt uncomfortable and needed to wipe himself. He didn't ask any more questions. But seeing Master Lin's expression, I was afraid that one basin of water would not be enough, so I asked him to prepare more, saying that he was in case my lord wanted to take a bath."

Hearing his well-thought-out arrangements, Chang Sun Yan nodded with satisfaction and patted Guan Cen's hand, "You are always thorough in your work."

"I don't know how long it will take inside. Why don't you take a rest on the couch first?" Seeing Changsun Yan's gaze drifting towards the inner room from time to time, Guan Cen couldn't help but persuade him.

"I'm not sleepy. If you are tired, you can rest for a while. I'll call you when someone inside calls." Changsun Yan shook his head and motioned him to go to the couch to rest.

"I'm not sleepy either." Guan Cen naturally refused, and could only help Chang Sun Yan walk to the couch, "Then my lord, please sit on the couch and have a rest first." Chang Sun Yan did not refuse this time, and pulled Guan Cen to sit down beside the couch.

"I don't know how seriously Lord Lin was injured. I was really shocked when I saw the blood on the quilt just now." Guan Cen pulled Changsun Yan's cloak closer and said with some fear.

"The girl said it shouldn't be a serious problem..." Changsun Yan recalled Huaiyun's words and spoke hesitantly.

"That's good..." Guan Cen nodded, and then as if he had thought of something, he glanced into the inner room and lowered his voice and said, "My dear, are you afraid?"

"Hmm?" Chang Sun Yan didn't react for a moment to why Guan Cen suddenly changed the subject. He looked up at him with some confusion, "What are you afraid of?"

"Afraid of Lord Lin? No, I'm not afraid of Lord Lin. It's just that she is like this... If you were hired by the Lin Mansion, she would come here like this from time to time, covered in blood, or even worse..."

Guan Cen's voice suddenly became so low that it sounded like a whisper, but in the quiet night, Chang Sun Yan still heard the last few words he said, "What if she doesn't come back..."

Guan Cen did not continue to say anything else, but silence was more powerful than words at this moment, and Chang Sun Yan naturally understood what he wanted to express.

If Lin Xi continued to live on the edge of a knife like this, wouldn't he, her future husband, be worried and frightened every day? What's more, if one day Lin Xi left home and never came back, wouldn't he, who had already been divorced once, become a widower again? Would he be lonely for half his life and become the laughing stock of the entire capital?

"I have only heard that Lord Lin of the Criminal Justice Department is a powerful figure who is respected by all officials. So after you divorced the Third Princess, I saw Lord Lin actually coming to ask for marriage, and she was so handsome and elegant, and was willing to offer such a precious fire cicada as a betrothal gift. I thought that you, my dear, have finally found your true love after all the hardships." Guan Cen saw that Changsun Yan was silent, glanced at his face, and then spoke carefully.

"But after seeing this tonight, I was shocked to realize that although Lady Lin seemed to be in great prosperity, she was actually walking on thin ice. If she was not careful, she would be beheaded and her body would be gone."

"Although she was following the Queen's orders and most of the people who were killed were extremely evil, I heard that people with too many lives on their hands are mostly against the will of heaven and are harmful and sinister..."

If Guan Cen said something like this in an ordinary wealthy family, even if the master was very tolerant, he would still be charged with the crime of sowing discord between husband and wife and being too talkative.

But Chang Sun Yan grew up with him, so he naturally knew that his words were from the bottom of his heart and were out of consideration for himself. So after hearing what he said, he just held his hand tightly and shook his head gently, as if he was talking to himself.

"What are you afraid of..."

He was afraid of so many things since he was a child: getting sick, taking medicine, the sun being too strong, the snowy nights being too cold, his mother's disappointed eyes, and his father's sad tears.

Before he was engaged to the Third Princess, he was afraid that he was too weak to get married, so he would die in the pavilion and become a laughing stock in the capital.

After becoming the legal husband of the Third Princess, he was afraid that he would never be loved by his wife until his death, so he was trapped and died silently in a courtyard.

It was not until the Third Princess threw a divorce letter in front of him with an impatient look on her face, and the sword that had been hanging over his head finally fell, that he suddenly was not afraid of anything.

He couldn't remember what his mood was at that time. Only later did he learn from Guan Cen and Guan Lan that he did not cry or make a fuss. Instead, he took the divorce papers calmly and signed his name meticulously. Then he left the surprised Third Princess behind him without looking back and walked out of the courtyard.

The servants in the house were terrified, thinking that he was overwhelmed and wanted to commit suicide. But a group of people followed him in panic, only to see him walk out of the yard, then raise his head, look at the clear blue sky, and burst into a hearty laugh that they had never heard before.

In the end, it was Guan Cen and the others who saw that he was almost unable to stand due to laughing, so they stepped forward to support him, and half-dragged and half-carried him back to the yard.

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