If it hadn’t been for a major issue, Doctor Yun would never have blown the small bronze horn!
Their hearts were burning with anxiety by the time they reached Yun Ge...
"Hong Fei, go immediately to Balibao and buy back all the medicinal materials on this list!" As the ink was still wet, Yun Ge flung out a list which Hong Fei quickly scanned through, then he was stunned.
Could it be as she had thought? He unconsciously glanced at the General lying on the kang, his cheeks burning with fever, unconscious...
Was it not centuries ago? How could there still be someone having an "addiction" outbreak, and to combat this "addiction," end up in such a state?
Yun Ge urged, bringing Hong Fei back to his senses, and he dared not delay any further!
Hong Fei happened to meet Liang Zhichen when he was leaving; Liang Zhichen had left early yesterday morning for Black Wind Camp, not returning until this morning.
Seeing Hong Fei in a rush, followed by several female soldiers who looked at him with hostility.
He felt a chill in his heart and immediately hurried towards Xihui Courtyard, only to find it empty, which set off alarm bells in his mind.
"They are next door," Shu Yu said, draped in a robe as she emerged from the second room.
Liang Zhichen frowned deeply, he and Shu Yu entered Yun Ge’s courtyard one after the other, where he saw Yun Ge with a face as dark as iron, pointing at Haoming, Yue Ning, and Yixuan, and she began to scold them furiously.
"She is your wife, attending to her, serving her, is naturally your responsibility! If you don’t want to be with her, why stay by her side? To let her suffer alone all night... Look, because of you, what has she turned into? I am really..." Furious!
Truly about to die of rage!
All the worries of her lifetime were spent on this foolish girl, Purple chervil.
She turned back to the unconscious person, scolding, "And you too, with so many husbands at home, do you think they are just for show? If you wanted something, just say so, what would it have mattered? But no, you had to endure on your own, did you really think you were made of iron?"
As she scolded, Yun Ge’s eyes gradually reddened. She rubbed her eyes fiercely, just as Liang Zhichen rushed over.
"Hui!" he scooped up the person on the kang, gently patting the girl’s burning face, but she showed no reaction.
He suddenly looked up, his gaze dark and troubling as he turned to the bewildered Liang Yuening.
"Yuening, logically, you should have been in our wife’s room last night."
"I..." Yuening began to speak, then stopped and lowered his head with reddened eyes.
Liang Zhichen drew in a deep breath, blaming himself, "It’s my fault, I thought even Lao Si had come to his senses, so I wouldn’t need to worry. Shujun and I left Purple Garden, thinking you would seize the chance, but it seems I misjudged..."
Then, he looked at the person in his arms with heartache. If he had known it would come to this, he would have stayed by her side every step of the way.
Seeing this, Yun Ge frowned slightly.
She thought to herself, it seems not all among the one wife with six husbands had consummated their marriage?
She narrowed her eyes slightly, then forced herself to calm down, settle down.
"Liang Zhichen, first take her back; my place is small, and there are many of you, the air is not circulating." She found an excuse, letting Liang Zhichen carry Purple Chervil back to Xihui Courtyard.
Yun Ge sat on a stool, lightly tapping the table with her index finger, seemingly pondering something...