After the eldest sister-in-law of a fishing family became a widow, her disabled younger brother-in-l

Jiang Yuyue sighed, got out of bed and washed her face, which calmed her down a bit. But the terrible dream she had made her wide awake. Since she couldn't sleep, she simply pushed open the door and went out to get some fresh air in the yard.

But as soon as she took a step, Yueying and Fengling blocked her way almost instantly, as if afraid she would try to escape.

Seeing the two people in front of her looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy, Jiang Yuyue was truly helpless and sighed, "What are you doing?"

"Miss Jiang, please don't make things difficult for us."

Yueying looked at her with a bitter and resentful expression. He had suffered a lot because of Jiang Yuyue's matter before, and now he was on high alert and dared not make the slightest mistake. Seeing her come out now, he was really worried that she would leave again.

“The master has ordered us to guard you. It’s getting late, so you should go back to your room and rest. If you cause trouble again, the master will probably get angry again.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling quickly added, "That's right! Doesn't Miss Jiang care about her master at all? He was already seriously injured, and when he learned that you were going to marry someone else, he was so angry that he vomited a lot of blood!"

"Now that you've gone through all this trouble, and the young marquis just came to check on the master's injuries, he said that the master needs to rest and not get angry. If you leave again, will the master's illness still be able to get better?"

Vomiting blood?

Hearing this, Yueying was also startled. He didn't know that such a thing had happened. He subconsciously wanted to ask, but Fengling secretly pinched him hard on the back, which made him realize what was going on.

"That's right……"

Yueying understood immediately and sighed, feigning great concern. "Even if you're thinking of Master's health, you should stay here for now. If you really want to leave, you can wait until he's feeling better."

These words made Jiang Yuyue frown. She had just heard Doctor Jiang say that he had been assassinated again, but she did not expect it to be so serious. Moreover, he was so angry about her that he vomited blood.

The thought of this made Jiang Yuyue extremely uneasy. If Song Jinglan were to suffer any harm because of her, she would truly become a sinner for all time.

"I have no plans to leave."

Jiang Yuyue's expression hardened. "You all step aside, I'm going to check on him."

Upon hearing this, Feng Lingyue and Ying were both overjoyed and quickly made way for Jiang Yuyue as she hurried towards Song Jinglan's courtyard.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Feng Ling raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean? I still have to step in at this crucial moment! Now, Master and this Miss Jiang will have a chance to be alone together, won't they?"

Yueying looked at him with a hint of resentment, "Since you are so eloquent, I will assign you the next task related to Miss Jiang."

These words made Feng Ling's smile freeze instantly; he was unwilling to take on this kind of job!

Song Jinglan, preoccupied with Jiang Yuyue's affairs, didn't sleep soundly. He had overheard their conversation clearly. As Jiang Yuyue's footsteps drew closer, he coughed twice in perfect unison. Sure enough, the footsteps became even more hurried.

Jiang Yuyue frowned as she pushed open the door and entered. She saw Song Jinglan on the bed covered only by a thin blanket. He was coughing weakly with his eyes closed, and his face looked weak from the constant coughing.

Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Yuyue felt an indescribable emotion welling up in her heart. She quickly stepped forward, helped him up, and gently patted his back to relieve his discomfort.

Song Jinglan opened his eyes at the opportune moment, his gaze towards her feigning a slight distance. He pushed her hand away and said indifferently, "Why did you come to see me? I ruined your marriage, don't you hate me to the core?"

These words made Jiang Yuyue sigh, "Don't you know it's all an act? Since it's not a real marriage, it's not a pity to ruin it."

After saying that, she immediately added, "Let me see how badly you are injured."

"What my injuries are has nothing to do with you."

Song Jinglan looked away from her gaze, "If I die, wouldn't that be exactly what you want? No matter who you marry, no one will come to steal you away."

Jiang Yuyue was preoccupied with his injury and had no mood to argue with him. Without saying a word, she started to take off his clothes. Song Jinglan's refusal was not genuine, and Jiang Yuyue quickly unbuttoned his clothes.

Although it is true that he was assassinated again on his way back to the capital, it was not as serious as Jiang Feili and the others said. It was just some minor injuries that were not serious. They looked a little scary, but they were actually not a problem.

Jiang Yuyue's gaze fell on his chest, and seeing that there were indeed several fresh wounds that she hadn't seen before, she immediately felt guilty. The sight of new wounds overlapping with old ones made her gasp.

Jiang Yuyue gently stroked his wound with trembling fingertips, her voice full of heartache, "Does it still hurt?"

"To prevent you from marrying someone else, I traveled for three days and three nights straight, and my wound seems to have reopened."

Song Jinglan's voice was slightly muffled, and these words made Jiang Yuyue feel even more that she had gone too far.

After all, to be honest, Song Jinglan and she had no connection at first. If she hadn't deliberately provoked him, he could have faked his death and returned to his identity as Prince Jing, just like in his previous life. It was she who coaxed and begged him to have a child with her, but in the end, she was the one who wanted to run away.

Even though Song Jinglan did deceive her, apart from concealing his identity as Prince Jing, he didn't do anything to wrong her. And to be fair, Jiang Yuyue had also kept quite a few things from Song Jinglan.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the willful and heartless person who has always acted recklessly is really Jiang Yuyue.

Song Jinglan did not miss the emotions in Jiang Yuyue's eyes, and was slightly pleased, but deliberately pushed Jiang Yuyue away a little.

"Alright, it's getting late, you should go back and rest too."

Seeing that Song Jinglan was now telling her to leave, Jiang Yuyue felt even more guilty. Moreover, seeing how weak he looked, she was really worried about leaving him alone in the house.

"I do not go."

Jiang Yuyue looked at his wound, her gaze lingering for a long time before she looked away. "Your injury needs to be treated quickly. I'll have your people prepare some medicine, and I'll re-bandage you in a bit."

After saying this, she immediately walked towards the door, while Song Jinglan watched with great interest as she explained things to Yueying, a slight smile playing on his lips.

She's the type who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.