"It's time to eat." A jailer placed the meal at the door of the cell, then turned and left.
Qi Surong brought the food in, a bowl of white rice with a few pieces of lean meat and a few green vegetables. Because someone had been taking care of it before, her food was barely decent, but today it looked a bit shabby. In the past, she would have felt that this kind of prison food was dirty even for feeding a dog, let alone eating it for herself. When I think about it carefully, I have indeed changed a lot. When my family is devastated, being able to eat well is already a gift from God.
Qi Surong smiled, raised her chopsticks and started to chop the rice. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a mouse coming out of the corner. She picked up a piece of meat and threw it away. The mouse was startled at first and ran into the hole. Then it stuck its head out and sniffed with its nose. After making sure that there was no danger, it ran out again, jumped to the piece of meat, and ate it with relish.
The master once said that everything in the world can be a friend. A person feels that he has no love in life because he cannot see anything other than favors, wealth, and power, and ignores other beautiful scenery. Even weak ants and disgusting insects and rats can bring different kinds of fun to people. What people need is not fear and hatred, but an optimistic and cheerful heart.
Therefore, Qi Surong can now enjoy hardships and dare to survive in danger.
At this moment, a high-pitched cry suddenly came to his ears. Qi Surong followed the sound and saw the mouse rolling and struggling on the ground, then stopped moving after a moment.
Qi Surong's expression changed, and he quickly walked over to check and found that the mouse had expired.
She immediately put down her rice bowl, wiped her chopsticks with her clothes, and then carefully inserted them into her throat.
"Ugh." She leaned against the wall and forced vomiting. After a long while, I managed to spit out a few mouthfuls of rice. She hadn't eaten much just now, so she didn't know how toxic the poison was.
Qi Surong fell weakly to the ground, holding her belly, her face pale and dripping with cold sweat.
She wanted to call for help, but her throat seemed to be torn apart and no sound came out. She was struggling to move to the cell door and banging the iron lock on the cell door with all her strength. Her body began to convulse. Looking at the dead mouse in the corner, her vision gradually blurred. She didn't want to die, she really didn't want to die...
"Surong, what's wrong with you?" A familiar voice came into his ears, and Feng Zhan shouted, "Someone come quickly!"
The iron lock was opened, Feng Zhan helped Qi Surong up, and asked anxiously: "Surong, what's wrong with you?" Why did something happen just after returning to the prison
Qi Surong opened her mouth, but nothing came out.
"Don't worry, I'll take you to see the doctor right away." He said and picked her up.
Several jailers immediately stopped him and said, "Master Feng, you cannot take the prisoner away without Master Zhou's permission."
"Get out of the way. I'll give Mr. Zhou an explanation later!" Feng Zhan said fiercely.
"Master Zhou has given instructions in advance that after this woman returns to prison, she cannot be released from prison for medical reasons unless she is cleared of charges."
"Get out!" Feng Zhan was about to rush out with Qi Surong in his arms, but the jailers immediately surrounded him and refused to let him leave.
Feng Zhan was anxious and angry. Qi Surong's breathing in his arms became weaker and weaker. She raised her eyes slightly and moved her lips.
"What do you want to say?" Feng Zhan put his ear close to his.
Qi Surong said in an almost inaudible voice: "I... won't... give up, I want... to live... to live..."
"You will live!" Feng Zhan's eyes were red, and he no longer had any scruples, and rushed out like an angry lion.
The guards did not dare to hurt him and could only watch as he ran out of the prison.
"Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Du's figure appeared at the entrance of the prison.
"I want to take her to see the doctor." Feng Zhan said coldly.
"If I remember correctly, she just came back from your hospital yesterday." Zhou Du said expressionlessly, "The injuries have obviously been cured, so why did she relapse as soon as she was imprisoned? Master Feng, could it be that you are going to Jingtian Mansion's The prison is like your own back garden, where you can come and leave whenever you want?"
"I would also like to ask Mr. Zhou, why did she become like this just after she returned to prison?" Feng Zhan said bluntly, "Mr. Zhou, please make it easier for me to take her to see a doctor first, and then come back to plead guilty later."
"Master Feng, what is the relationship between this Miss Qi and you?" Zhou Du raised his eyebrows and said, "You even gave up your official reputation and future for her?"
"She is my fiancée. Can Mr. Zhou be accommodating to this relationship?" He forcibly took Qi Surong out of the prison. This matter will definitely attract criticism. For the sake of Qi Surong's reputation as a best friend, Feng Zhan simply decided on this title first.
A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Du's eyes, but he did not immediately agree. He just mused: "Even so, I can't let her go easily. Who knows whether her condition is true or not? How about this, you stay in Jingtian Mansion first, I The official sent for the doctor."
Feng Zhan looked at Qi Surong, his face was pale, his lips were purple, and his consciousness was blurred. He raised his head and said, "Doctor, my bookboy will go and invite you. Please arrange a private room for us."
"Easy to say." Zhou Du motioned to his subordinates to bring Feng Zhan and Qi Surong into the back hall.
Feng Zhan carefully placed Qi Surong on the bed and wiped the sweat off her face with his sleeves.
"You're going to be fine, the doctor will be here soon."
However, Feng Zhan waited for a long time but never got the doctor, and his boy never came back.
He was anxious, but he didn't worry about leaving her here alone. Someone in Jingtian Mansion was obviously going to harm her.
Qi Surong's breathing became weaker and weaker, and her body temperature gradually turned colder. Feng Zhan hesitated for a while, then stepped forward to help her up, held her in his arms, wrapped her tightly in a quilt, and whispered in her ear: "It's okay, you'll be fine."
Qi Surong was in a daze, mistaking Feng Zhan for Gu Jinyun. She unconsciously wrapped her arms around him and shrank into his arms, her soft body carrying a hint of dependence.
Feng Zhan liked this feeling of being needed and trusted, and his heart beat faster unconsciously. It was the first time he was so close to her, and he couldn't help but lower his head and press a kiss on her forehead.
Two lines of tears streaked down his cheeks, and Qi Surong murmured as if unconsciously: "... I'm sorry, I... really... really want to be... your wife, and stay together forever... "
"Su Rong." Feng Zhan said hurriedly, feeling worried and happy at the same time, "As long as you get better, I swear that I will marry you!"
Qi Surong's hands dropped weakly and her breathing stopped suddenly.
Feng Zhan's heart tightened and he called softly: "Su Rong, Su Rong, Su Rong... No! Don't die! You said you wanted to live! Su Rong!"
At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhou Du walked in with an ugly-looking middle-aged man.
"The doctor is here," Zhou Du said.
Feng Zhan didn't bother to question Zhou Du and immediately got out of the way for the doctor.
The middle-aged doctor took his pulse, lifted Qi Surong's eyes, and said, "She has expired."
Feng Zhan's face turned pale, and when he was about to say something, he saw the doctor suddenly raising his hands and pricking several golden needles into Qi Surong's acupuncture points. However, within a few breaths, Qi Surong's breathing shortened and he regained his vitality.
"Fortunately, the time of death was not long, and we were just in time for treatment." The doctor added.
Can you speak without gasping? He was almost sick from fear! Feng Zhan looked at the doctor speechlessly.
However, this person only used a few golden needles to save the person, and his medical skills were indeed excellent. He raised his hands and asked, "I wonder what I call this doctor?"
"Jiang Yao." He replied while helping Qi Surong feel her pulse.
"I wonder how she is doing?"
"Poisoning." Jiang Yao said succinctly, "The poison is very strong, but fortunately the dose of medicine taken is not large." She should have induced vomiting beforehand and has good emergency response skills. Jiang Yao secretly said.
"Poisoned?" Feng Zhan looked at Zhou Du with sharp eyes and said coldly, "Master Zhou, how do you explain it? People from Jingtian Mansion can poison people at will?"
Zhou Du's expression remained unchanged as he said, "I will investigate this matter myself, Lord Feng, don't worry."
Feng Zhan sneered, check? I'm afraid I'll never find out anything.
At this time, Jiang Yao said: "I was entrusted by Miss Qi to treat the young Marquis. I just came from the Marquis's mansion."
Feng Zhan was stunned. This sentence revealed a lot of information. First of all, this doctor was invited by Qi Surong in advance for the young Marquis. Her poison may be related to the Hou's Mansion, and the doctor was able to come from the Hou's Mansion to treat Qi Surong, probably because of the old illness of the Young Marquis. There is hope for a cure.
Feng Zhan looked at the sleeping Qi Surong. She had long expected that the Marquis would be cruel to her, so she sold them a favor first? If she didn't grasp the timing properly, she would definitely die today. Besides, how could she be sure that Dr. Jiang would be able to cure the young marquis
Surong, Surong, you seem to have many secrets hidden in you. Feng Zhan's eyes were soft and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. She once said that she wanted to be his wife, and when she recovered, she would not let her down. If you have this woman by your side in the future, your life will not be wasted.
When Gu Jinyun received the news, it was already the second day after Qi Surong was poisoned. He asked someone to go to Jingtian Mansion to inquire. Although he learned that Su Rong was fine, the person taking care of her was Feng Zhan, who regarded himself as his fiancé. Their relationship was almost an open secret.
Gu Jinyun looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was already in a state of ice and fire. He couldn't stand his woman being named by another man. He decided to help her get rid of her stigma as soon as possible, bring her back safely, and then marry her immediately.
Feng Zhan stayed in Jingtian Mansion to take care of Qi Surong. Three days later, the Feng family sent someone to call him home urgently.
Father Feng pointed at him angrily and said, "When did the daughter of the Qi family become your fiancée?"
"It was just completed a few days ago." Feng Zhan smiled nonchalantly, "Although Su Rong is a commoner now, he is the 'national embroidery master' personally designated by the emperor. He is more than worthy of your son."
"What is a national embroidery master?" Feng's father scolded, "You are the eldest son of the Feng family, a fourth-rank official, and your future is limitless. How can you be related to a convict's wife?"
"She was framed." Feng Zhan retorted, "The stigma will be washed away soon. Father doesn't have to worry."
"Even so, her reputation has been ruined. I will never allow you to marry such a woman."
"Father, what a child decides will never change." Feng Zhan said firmly, "Even if I have to exchange my official position, I will not hesitate at all."
"You are really a demon! What is so good about the daughter of the Qi family? Is it worth your efforts?"
"Father will definitely like her when he sees her in the future."
"I never want to see him." Father Feng slapped the table and said, "You'd better stay away from her and completely sever ties with her, otherwise don't blame your father for being cruel."
"Father," Feng Zhan said seriously, "don't force me."
"So what if I force you?" Father Feng snorted coldly.
"Children do not dare to disobey their father, but fathers cannot stop their children from hurting themselves. The children will repay Su Rong with as many injuries as they will in the future."