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

Chapter 32 Bite Marks

Jiang Yuyue thought she would be fine after taking the medicine, but in the middle of the night, she developed a low-grade fever.

Even though Xiao Liu poured several hot water bottles into her bed, she was still shivering from the cold.

"Miss? Miss!"

Xiao Liu gently shook her twice, but no matter how she called out, Jiang Yuyue remained unconscious, muttering incoherent nonsense.

Seeing that something was wrong, Xiaoliu quickly removed her bandages to check the wound, only to find that the wound had become infected for some reason!

There are faint signs of ulceration!

Xiao Liu panicked and hurriedly went outside to call for help.

"Third Young Master! Jixiang! Miss is in grave danger! Come quickly and see!"

Xie Jinglan's room was brightly lit by candlelight, indicating that he was not asleep.

Upon hearing Xiao Liu's call, Ji Xiang immediately glanced at Xie Jinglan. Seeing him frown, she immediately understood, draped an outer robe over him, and went to Jiang Yuyue's courtyard.

"Miss's wound seems to be infected, and she has a low-grade fever and is unconscious. I'm afraid we really need to call a doctor. Please ask the Third Young Master to take care of her. I'll go and fetch a doctor!"

Jiang Yuyue's situation is truly not to be underestimated. Xie Jinglan's eyes darkened slightly, and he gestured for Jixiang to leave.

Only the two of them remained in the bedroom.

Xie Jinglan walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to touch Wuwu's forehead; her palm was icy cold.

She did indeed have a low-grade fever.

Unexpectedly, the moment Xie Jinglan's hand touched hers, Jiang Yuyue grabbed it tightly, as if she would never let go.

Xiao Liu, who was waiting outside, was anxious and eager to see him.

But Jixiang returned, carrying a porcelain bottle in her hand.

"Miss Liu, don't worry. This servant has a family heirloom wound medicine here. No matter what kind of injury it is, it will heal quickly once you use it."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Liu was overjoyed and quickly accepted it.

But when she got the ceramic bottle, she subconsciously gave Jixiang a strange look.

Since he has such good medicine, why didn't he take it out today? Instead, he gave me a prescription.

Ji Xiang felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, after all, this wound medicine wasn't really his family heirloom, but something he had just gotten from Feng Lingyueying and the others.

However, considering that it was an ancestral prescription and not easy to produce, Xiao Liu thanked him very solemnly and pushed open the door to go inside.

Upon entering, they saw their young mistress tightly gripping the third young master's arm.

The young lady was clearly shivering from the cold, yet her cheeks were flushed, and her posture was extremely ambiguous.

"Bring the medicine over."

A man's cold voice suddenly came from behind her, and Xiao Liu immediately came to her senses and went to the bedside to apply medicine to Jiang Yuyue.

Ji Xiang's "ancestral" wound medicine was indeed very effective. After a while, Jiang Yuyue's symptoms of cold and shivering gradually subsided, but she never let go of Xie Jinglan's hand from beginning to end.

Jiang Yuyue was becoming increasingly weak from her injuries. Her long black hair was disheveled and draped over her shoulders, and her tightly furrowed brows made her look even more frail.

Seeing her like this, Xie Jinglan gently squeezed her hand back. His eyes were lowered, making it impossible to see his emotions, but the atmosphere around him was frighteningly cold.

Jixiang was perceptive; seeing that her prince was in a bad mood, she gently tugged at Xiaoliu's sleeve and pulled her out of the room.

“The young mistress will be fine after taking the medicine. We're just getting in the way inside, so let's stay outside and keep watch.”

Xiaoliu glanced back at the room, biting her lip with some hesitation.

Anyone with eyes could see that the relationship between their young lady and this third young master was no longer that of an ordinary uncle and sister-in-law. Yesterday, the third young master personally changed the young lady's dressing, and today the young lady was holding the third young master's hand tightly. If someone were to see this, I'm afraid...

Jixiang's thoughts were exactly the same as Xiaoliu's, but he, as a mere servant, could not comment on his master's actions, so he could only keep these thoughts to himself.

……

In a villa on the west side of the capital city.

Late at night, Xie Yunqi paced back and forth in the courtyard, his face full of frost and gloom.

To facilitate his actions and to avoid Song Jinwan discovering that his lower body had been crippled, he moved out of the princess's residence under the pretext of protecting the princess's reputation.

The assassins have been sent out for so long, and there's still no news. Xie Yunqi is having trouble sleeping at night.

Suddenly, a series of light footsteps came from the roof.

This instantly dispelled the gloom on Xie Yunqi's face. Had his men returned?

"Someone is coming——"

Just as he was about to send someone out to check the situation, the two servants standing at the door let out a muffled groan, swayed for no apparent reason, and fell to the ground.

Before Xie Yunqi could even react in surprise, the main door to the hall was kicked open without any politeness, and then more than a dozen well-trained masked men rushed in, surrounding Xie Yunqi and holding several sharp swords directly to his neck.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yunqi secretly thought to himself that things were not going well.

Who else could have been his enemy besides that person? Now that someone has come knocking on his door, his assassination plan has probably failed.

Although he knew his chances of survival were slim, Xie Yunqi still tried to maintain a calm demeanor, intending to intimidate the other party, and angrily rebuked,

"Who are you people? How dare you! I am the future prince consort, the husband of Princess Huajin! You dare to kill me?!"

The masked man did not answer. The leader only let out a cold laugh and swung his sword, severing the masked man's arm.

His arm was suddenly severed, blood splattered all over the ground, and he looked at his severed limb on the ground.

"What—" He opened his mouth, but the sudden, sharp pain instantly stopped him from speaking.

What followed was a painful wail, and before long, he collapsed to the ground due to excessive blood loss and excruciating pain.

Having achieved their goal, the masked man quickly retreated. If it weren't for the blood on the ground and Xie Yunqi's missing arm, the villa would have been as quiet as if no one had ever been there.

……

The next morning.

Jiang Yuyue finally woke up from yesterday's coma, but her head was still dizzy when she woke up.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself holding Xie Jinglan's hand.

She thought to herself, “He’s still asleep.” She turned her head and looked, and her eyes widened immediately.

Xie Jinglan was leaning against the bed with his eyes closed, breathing lightly through his nose, like a beautiful and flawless statue.

Although Jiang Yuyue was delirious with fever yesterday, she could still vaguely remember that someone touched her forehead and then she grabbed that hand...

And then they caught him now?

At this moment, Jiang Yuyue noticed the teeth marks on the back of his hand that were still clearly visible.

I think she bit me here too...

Xie Jinglan was a light sleeper, so he naturally didn't miss the subtle movement. Sure enough, as soon as he opened his eyes, he met Jiang Yuyue's gaze.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuyue abruptly let go of his hand and spoke as if the villain was the one accusing the victim.

"What are you doing, Third Brother? Taking advantage of my vulnerability to grab my hand! What kind of behavior is this?!"

"Oh?"

Xie Jinglan hadn't expected to be bitten back, but seeing that Jiang Yuyue was still in the mood to talk about this, he knew that she was probably fine now.

“Sister-in-law, you’re wrong. Didn’t you hold my hand tightly last night?” He scoffed, emphasizing each word. “Why are you denying it now that you’re awake? Xiao Liu saw it all clearly yesterday. If you don’t believe me, you can call Xiao Liu in and ask her.”

Jiang Yuyue: "..."

When she realized she had been exposed, her voice suddenly sounded a little weak, but she immediately retorted defiantly.

"I was so sick yesterday, if you didn't want to, did you not have the strength to pull your hand away? If I had pulled you into bed yesterday, would you have followed suit?"