"Hmm, got it."
Yun Zheng responded, not taking it to heart in the slightest.
The more indifferent he appeared, the more curious Lu Wu became, scratching his head trying to understand how his master had known those young men were planning to cause trouble.
And how was he able to predict that the Young Master of Changle Marquis Mansion would also show up there?
He had insisted beforehand that conflicts and clashes between the two sides were to be prevented at all costs.
Last time, his master had accurately predicted the ambush of assassins at Red Willow Slope. This time, he had again anticipated the actions of these young nobles. Since when had his master become so skilled in foresight?
His curiosity was obvious, but Yun Zheng pretended not to notice, waving him away before returning to his bedroom.
Inside the room, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the space brightly.
Lady Yun was leaning over the bedside, gently holding a small hand, whose owner was still unconscious.
"Madam, you should go rest. I will look after Xiao Si."
"I’m not tired. I want to stay with Xiao Si. Husband, you should get some rest."
Lady Yun shook her head in refusal, causing Yun Zheng to sigh. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up with some effort, speaking helplessly.
"You’re not a doctor. Staying like this won’t help. Xiao Si shouldn’t be in serious danger; you need to rest to have enough energy to take care of her when she wakes."
"Be good, or I’ll have to be forceful."
He rarely took such a firm stance with her, so Lady Yun reluctantly nodded, took off her shoes, and got into bed.
She moved to the innermost part, pulling Yun Wanqing closer, leaving a large space.
"There’s an early audience at court tomorrow. Husband, come sleep as well."
"Hmm, alright."
Yun Zheng did not refuse. His throat bobbed slightly as he replied softly, then he took off his outer robe and lay down, stretching an arm to embrace both Yun Wanqing and Lady Yun.
"Rest easy, Madam. I will take care of Xiao Si~"
"..."
The moon set and the sun rose, and the night passed.
Yun Wanqing woke up in the afternoon.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lady Yun holding her hand with a face full of concern, her joy unconcealed when she saw she was awake.
"Oh, Xiao Si is awake! Xiao Si is finally awake! If you didn’t wake up, Mother would have died of worry~"
Seeing Lady Yun’s reddened eyes, Yun Wanqing felt a pang of guilt in her heart.
She and Yun Wanye fainted inexplicably at the same time. Without needing to think, she knew how much of a scare it had given their mother.
[Sorry, Mother, I had no choice. Letting you be momentarily frightened is better than having you weep every day after something happens to Second Brother.]
Her head was throbbing, her whole body felt sore and weak, her stomach growled with hunger, she felt all kinds of discomfort. Yun Wanqing drooped her face, looking listless and in low spirits, even her inner voice was weak.
She casually soothed Lady Yun in her heart and then began to cry out in hunger.
[Uncomfortable, hungry~]
Surprised by hearing her heart’s voice, Lady Yun quickly said, "You haven’t had milk for quite some time, Xiao Si must be hungry, right? Mother will feed you right away~"
After eating her fill, Yun Wanqing lay on the bed with her eyes closed, pretending to sleep. Her spirits were low, her heart unusually quiet, exhibiting a clear sign of vitality loss. Lady Yun felt heartache, wishing she could bear the discomfort for her.
In the afternoon, Yun Zhan, Yun Wanchen, and Yun Wanyao visited Yun Wanqing.
Seeing her in low spirits, they dared not stay long for fear of disturbing her rest. After leaving, they went to see Yun Wanye.
Yun Wanye had also woken up not long before, looking as wilted as Yun Wanqing, like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Seeing the three in front of him, he listlessly raised his eyelids, his lips pale and dry, like a flower deprived of nourishment.
"Heh heh~"
Yun Wanyao crossed her arms, looking at him gleefully.
Yun Wanchen raised an eyebrow, looking quite different from his earlier cautious demeanor for fear of disturbing Yun Wanqing’s rest.
"Since you’re awake, describe the feeling before you fainted. I’m very interested in spiritual power attacks."
Yun Wanye: "..."
What kind of thing is that to say?
Can’t you see how weak I am?
He truly was a good elder brother, Yun Wanye gritted his teeth angrily, closed his eyes, and decided to ignore him.
"Your brother is asking you a question," Yun Zhan said.
Although Yun Zhan had been dining with Yin Shuang at the time and wasn’t present, the incident of Yun Wanqing and Yun Wanye fainting had still alarmed him.
So he had asked Yun Wanchen to inquire about it.
After hearing the whole story, he, too, was very interested in the mysterious power.