Ouyang Qing now started to regret placing Ji Yu in the Marquis Mansion.
Originally thought he was in the Marquis Mansion, but his heart was with him.
Little did he know, that Young Master had such powerful means, almost entrancing him to lose his soul.
Seeing Ji Yu remain silent, Ouyang Qing lightly hummed.
"I heard some days ago you got caught in the rain and caught a cold. Your illness has been recurring and hasn’t improved in more than half a month?"
Ji Yu kept his head down, sipping tea quietly.
Ouyang Qing opened his fan and began to recall past events meticulously.
"How do I remember that you rarely catch a fever or cold, and even if you do, it gets better in just three days?"
Ji Yu still remained silent.
Ouyang Qing, feeling frustrated.
"You’ve used all your deep and ruthless schemes on this Young Master?
Are you always pondering on how to keep all the attention of that Young Master on you?"
Ouyang Qing had been with Ji Yu for so long.
Though he couldn’t completely figure Ji Yu out, there were still some things he understood well.
This person seemed to care little for fame and fortune in the officialdom.
All along, Ji Yu seemed quite indifferent.
Nothing particularly mattered to him.
Until this Young Master appeared.
Only then did Ouyang Qing witness another side of Ji Yu.
His actions, indeed ruthless.
Originally, because most young officials were fragile and delicate.
However, Ji Yu was not weak, and there was not a hint of worldly air about him.
At that time, in order to hide his whereabouts.
The doctor was asked to prescribe some medicine for Ji Yu.
As long as the dosage was controlled and the days taken were not long, it would not harm his body.
After taking the medicine, Ji Yu’s complexion would show a sickly pallor.
Coupled with his reticence, though lacking worldly air, he managed to appear somewhat fragile.
But later, when the medication should have stopped.
Ji Yu not only didn’t let the doctor stop the medication, he even increased the dosage.
That was during the time around the Qiqiao Festival, and originally Ouyang Qing didn’t understand what he wanted to do.
Until a few days passed, seeing Ji Yu so different from before, he was glowing almost like springtime.
Looking again at the Young Master, the seductive look in his eyes, the kiss marks on his neck, and that wilting demeanor.
Suddenly Ouyang Qing understood.
This one pretended to be pitiful and frail, and directly seduced that Young Master.
From that moment, Ouyang Qing felt a sense of sympathy for the Young Master.
Especially every time he saw Ji Yu keeping his head down and silent, while the Young Master coaxed him.
Ouyang Qing felt even more sympathy for the Young Master.
But later, Ouyang Qing grew frustrated.
Because he realized, this Young Master had completely attracted Ji Yu’s attention.
Ji Yu even cared little about big matters on the court.
As long as the Young Master said a word, no matter where she took Ji Yu, he would follow.
How outrageous could this be?
Later, Ouyang Qing noticed that things had gotten out of control.
Ji Yu plunged deeply into it and had no intention of coming out.
Amazingly, even the lofty position he held was not as significant as a word from that dear Young Master.
Ouyang Qing was indignant.
And felt it was a pity.
At this point, he heard a voice coming.
"Master Ke Yu, please don’t be sad, if the Young Master sees, he’ll surely feel heartache for you."
A faint, melancholic voice sounded.
"As spring goes and autumn comes, flowers bloom and will eventually wilt, just watching makes one feel the heartache."
In front of some unnamed flowers, a man looked at the fallen remnants on the ground, full of sorrow.