Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

The eunuch in charge of the communication was also cursing Du Zhijie in his heart. He knew that the emperor was in a bad mood at the moment, but he still asked him to deliver the message. Wasn't this asking for his head to be chopped off?

If he didn't pass on the message, he would be charged with deceiving the emperor. Thinking about it, the young eunuch decided to bite the bullet and ask the emperor for instructions.

The Emperor was already unhappy about the corruption, and now he was interrupted by the eunuch. His face was immediately filled with displeasure. "General Du is fine, why is he still making a fuss about calling in the imperial physician? Does he really think the palace is his own home?"

"The general said that the fourth young lady of the Hou Mansion is ill, and I think he is very worried." The young eunuch replied, subconsciously glancing at Shen Yunlan who lowered his brows and looked submissive.

It turns out that she is the one dear to me, no wonder she broke the rules.

The emperor snorted coldly, "Tell him to go to the Imperial Hospital and ask a doctor to go to the Hou Mansion to check it out."

The young eunuch received the order and retreated in small steps. However, before he could pass the message to Du Zhijie, Du Zhijie had already arrived at the Hou Mansion with Doctor Li.

Shen Yunlan felt numb all over when the emperor looked at him, and he couldn't help but grumble in his heart that his daughter was really a worry. She didn't get sick earlier or later, but at this time.

"That's all for today. You all can go down. Lord Shen, you should also go back to the mansion and check to make sure nothing happens."

Seeing that the emperor looked unhappy, Shen Yunlan didn't say much. He bowed and left the imperial study.

After examining Shen Wanqing, Doctor Li, who was invited by Du Zhijie, showed a trace of solemnity on his face. After taking Shen Wanqing's pulse, he wrote a prescription and asked his servants to get the medicine first.

"Did she ever suffer from cold when she was young..."

"Not really?" Su's face was full of doubts. She had always cared about her daughter, so how could she know when she had caught a cold.

Du Zhijie knew clearly that it was the root of the disease that Shen Wanqing had contracted when she saved him as a child, and his heart ached.

When I rescued him as a child, it was deep in winter, and I think the root of his illness was probably contracted at that time.

"Any medicine will do, as long as it can cure her." Du Zhijie looked at the woman lying on the couch, his eyes full of heartache.

"Don't be impatient. This young lady's illness needs to be treated slowly." Doctor Li was afraid that Du Zhijie would do something, and his old bones could not withstand the torment.

The servant quickly boiled the medicine and brought it over. A moment later, Jing'er came running out crying with the medicine in her hand. "Young lady can't drink the medicine, what should I do?" she said and started crying.

How can I not drink the medicine?

Du Zhijie took the medicine bowl from Jing'er's hand and walked towards Shen Wanqing's boudoir.

"What are you doing in there? That's a girl's boudoir." Mrs. Su was furious.

That was her daughter's boudoir. Today, a stranger broke in. That would ruin her daughter's reputation. How would she explain this to the Empress?

Du Zhijie walked into the house without any hesitation and without paying any attention to Su's words. He said he would be responsible for Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing lay on the couch, a wet towel on her forehead, her face still abnormally flushed. He reached out and touched Shen Wanqing's forehead, which was still a little hot, and it seemed that the fever was indeed serious.

Du Zhijie sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Shen Wanqing up and leaned her against his chest. He pried her mouth open with one hand and carefully fed a spoonful of medicine into her mouth with the other hand.

But the medicine that had just entered his mouth overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Jing'er, who was standing by, quickly picked up a handkerchief and carefully wiped Shen Wanqing's face. "The young lady can't drink it. It's not okay to feed her like this."

How could she get better if she couldn't drink the medicine? Du Zhijie looked down at the person in his arms. Her eyes were closed, and the blush on her face was particularly glaring.

Du Zhijie drank all the medicine in the bowl, then pinched her mouth and kissed her.

His mouth was filled with the bitter taste of medicine, but he didn't spill a drop and fed it all into Shen Wanqing's mouth. He carefully pried her mouth open with the tip of his tongue, and only raised his head after she swallowed all the medicine.

Jing'er was smart. When she saw Du Zhijie feeding all the medicine into his mouth, she stood in front of the door to prevent people from coming in.

The medicine prescribed by Doctor Li was indeed effective. An hour later, Shen Wanqing opened her eyes and saw Du Zhijie beside her bed. She shook her head and muttered softly, "I must be delirious with fever. How could Du Zhijie enter her boudoir?"

She felt cold and hot at times, and her whole body felt uncomfortable and her head was not clear.

Du Zhijie finally relaxed his tense nerves when he saw that she had woken up. There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, "You finally woke up, but I was so worried."

"Headache......."

Shen Wanqing felt pain all over her body and in her head at this time. She thought she must have caught a cold last night.

Hearing her say that it hurt, Du Zhijie's heart began to lift again. He said to Jing'er, "Go boil another bowl of medicine."

Shen Wanqing was half awake, unable to see anything clearly and feeling dazed.

Why is Du Zhijie here?

"Don't worry, I'm much better."

There was a hint of smile in Shen Wanqing's eyes. It felt really good to have someone care about her.

Jing'er quickly brought the boiled medicine. Du Zhijie took it, tested the temperature, and found that it was not hot, so he fed it to Shen Wanqing one spoonful at a time.

Seeing his distressed and undisguised nervousness, Shen Wanqing blinked. "Don't worry, I just caught a cold. I'm awake now. I'll be well again after a few days of rest."

"It's just a cold... If it was just a cold, then all the doctors in the city wouldn't be helpless."

"I took the medicine, and I'm fine now. It's just that outsiders don't know, so it looks scary."

Hearing her speak so calmly, Du Zhijie immediately became angry.

He was angry.

Shen Wanqing was no longer teasing him. She was really much better.

"My illness has improved a lot, but only you know it. To outsiders, I still have a high fever. If the fever continues for two more days, I will become a fool. Then we will see if the prince will marry a fool as his princess."

"Don't worry, even if you are really stupid, I will still marry you."

He was completely relieved that she could talk and laugh. Her rogue look made Shen Wanqing laugh out loud.

"The Marquis is coming this way, General Du, you'd better leave first!" Jing'er saw Shen Yunlan walking quickly towards her, turned around and said anxiously to Du Zhijie.

Although he didn't want to leave and wanted to stay with her, he really had to leave now, otherwise it would cause trouble for her.

Du Zhijie looked back at Shen Wanqing before walking out.

At this time, Shen Yunlan walked into the yard with a gloomy face. Seeing that everyone was outside the yard, his face suddenly turned dark.

"Why are you all outside? There's no one serving you inside?"

"There's a maid here..." Su answered softly, and Shen Yunlan turned his head to look inside the house.

Du Zhijie was walking out and happened to meet Shen Yunlan's gaze.

When Su saw Du Zhijie coming out, she felt sick.

Shen Yunlan shouted angrily, "You are the mistress of the Hou Mansion, how can you be so confused?"