Chapter 82 - Hanging Between Life and Death (2) (1/2)

Zhou Xiaoxiao held onto her and said, “There’s no need for the Lady to make her salutations. Let’s go right now!”

In front of State Duke Residence’s door.

As soon as they got off the horse carriage, Lady Guo tightly held onto Zhou Xiaoxiao’s hands and walked quickly.

Yet, Zhou Xiaoxiao didn’t like how slow she was so she called for Cheng Shizhao to lead the way. The two sprinted over and in a few jumps, they were gone and left the servants at their original spots.

…

In Yu Xingzhi’s bedroom right now.

Smoke lingered in the air and there was a strong smell of herbs and medicine.

On the carved bed and behind the muslin curtains, Yu Xingzhi faced up and his eyes were tightly shut; his face was pale white and he was unconscious.

The elderly imperial physicians, all having white hair, gathered by the bedside and stroked their beards. They knitted their eyebrows and couldn’t help but sigh.

Numerous servant girls furrowed their eyebrows and held bowls of medicine in their hands, cautiously pouring medicine down his throat.

It entered his mouth but he didn’t swallow it, as the liquid flowed down the corner of his lips.

Right now, they heard a bang and the door was pushed open. Cheng Shizhao and Zhou Xiaoxiao entered the room.

She quickly walked to the bedside and glanced at Yu Xingzhi’s pale white face. Her eyes flickered and she felt as if thousands of sharp diggers were digging her heart out. She reached over to touch his handsome face but felt only the coldness. It didn’t even feel like he was alive.

“Elderlys.” Zhou Xiaoxiao turned around and bowed deeply at the imperial physicians, begging them, “Xingzhi, he…there’s really nothing you guys can do?”

One of the imperial physicians shook his head and said, “It’s not that we aren’t willing to help out but this is an extremely powerful poison. It makes General Yu’s muscles stiffen so that he can’t swallow medicine. Due to this, even the rebirth of the great doctor Hua Tuo can’t save him.”

Zhou Xiaoxiao felt her body was in a freezer, only coldness surrounded her.

She stared at Yu Xingzhi’s unconscious but handsome face, feeling endless melancholy surging in her heart. She stumbled a few steps before slowly shaking her head slowly.

“Yu Xingzhi, Yu Xingzhi! You liar! Ever since I transmigrated here, I’ve done almost nothing but chase you everywhere. You’re the one who said you’re going to marry me! I didn’t even force you, so why do you keep on leaving me behind?!” She pointed her finger at him, almost in front of his face.

“You’re so cruel and harsh! Fine, if you died right now, I’ll go marry someone else, so you better not regret this!”

In that moment, Zhou Xiaoxiao felt like there was something wrong with her vision. She could feel his eyelashes slightly twitching. Zhou Xiaoxiao was stunned.

One of the servant girls asked, “Did Lord Wu’s eyelashes flicker for a moment?”

Zhou Xiaoxiao leaned down and carefully stared at Xingzhi’s face.