The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 47: Where Did She Go?!

"Mingzhu..."

A faint murmur escaped from the man’s lips.

The attendant, who was dozing off by the bedside, started, his expression excited, "Young Master, was it you speaking?"

"Young Master?"

The man lying down did not respond.

The attendant strained his ears to listen closely, wanting to confirm if he really heard the voice or if it was just a hallucination.

The toxin in Xie Yunzhen’s body hadn’t been completely purged; his complexion was deathly pale, and his lips had a faint bluish-black tinge.

Because of his extreme weakness, compared to before, he had lost his intimidating aura and gained a few more shades of oppressive gloom.

"Mingzhu, don’t go..."

His thin lips moved slightly, and a low murmur once again escaped from his lips.

At the same moment, hot tears rolled from the corner of his eye, disappearing into his hairline.

The faint traces of tears left on his skin proved that everything just now was real, not an illusion.

The attendant was overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Divine doctor, Young Master is waking up, please come and see!"

Xie Yunzhen’s poison was quite tricky; Xi Yu had worked tirelessly for days but still couldn’t find a way to completely eradicate it.

He could only rely on his experience and try different methods to detoxify Xie Yunzhen.

Fortunately, the condition had stabilized, and there was no longer an immediate threat to his life, allowing him to rest on the bed for a while.

The attendant’s cry woke Xi Yu.

He quickly walked to the bedside, took Xie Yunzhen’s pulse, and examined his body.

A look of surprise appeared in his eyes, "It seems this prescription is working."

While administering acupuncture to release the poisonous blood, he instructed, "Go brew the medicine again."

The quiet courtyard became busy once more.

For fear that Xie Yunzhen might have any mishaps, not only Princess An He but even the old matriarch came to the courtyard to keep watch over him.

They ate vegetarian meals and chanted prayers every day, almost moving the Buddha hall to the courtyard.

They tried to move the heavens with their devotion to help Xie Yunzhen escape his mortal peril.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stared intently at the person on the sickbed, their eyes full of expectation.

Seeing Xie Yunzhen being bled again, their pained expressions were impossible to hide.

The old matriarch’s aged face drooped further, her sagging eyelids covering her cloudy eyes, losing her usual kind and benevolent look.

If not for the fact that Mingzhu had already left and Du Peilan’s legs were "broken" from kneeling, she would have let these two experience what it’s like to be bled!

Fearing her thoughts might affect her grandson’s fortune, the old matriarch quickly patted her chest, murmuring an apology.

"Divine doctor, when will Ah Zhen wake up?"

After waiting for a long time without seeing Xie Yunzhen open his eyes, Princess An He couldn’t hold back and asked impatiently.

Xi Yu confidently replied, "Soon, within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea."

After administering acupuncture and giving him medicine, everyone held their breath and watched Xie Yunzhen with nervous anticipation.

After about half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Xie Yunzhen’s eyelids moved, and a pained expression appeared on his face.

As if experiencing something painful, tears flowed endlessly from the corners of his eyes.

Tears are not easily shed by men, let alone Xie Yunzhen, who is known for bleeding without shedding tears.

Even when gravely injured, with blood flowing endlessly, he would not frown.

Yet now he cried so mournfully that everyone present was dumbfounded.

Is this still the Xie Yunzhen they knew?

Princess An He sat by the bedside, gently patting her son’s shoulder, "Ah Zhen, wake up."

The old matriarch said, "This seems like he’s trapped in a nightmare; maybe we should invite a learned monk to recite scriptures for him to calm his mind?"

Princess An He immediately agreed, "We should also donate food for another half month and do more good deeds to pray for Ah Zhen."

Xi Yu’s mouth twitched.

Although he had been busy detoxifying Xie Yunzhen these days, he had heard about the happenings in the Duke Mansion.

Not to mention anything else, just Du Peilan’s broken leg would likely leave lasting effects.

Hearing these two talk about doing good deeds felt inexplicably absurd.

He rubbed his nose and gave Xie Yunzhen another acupuncture.

"He’s awake."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man trapped in the dream abruptly opened his eyes.

Tears still wet in his eyes, they appeared as if they might bleed from redness.

Within them was pain, despair, and deep remorse.

Xie Yunzhen’s eyes were vacant, as if he couldn’t see anyone else, with only one thought swirling in his mind.

He must find Mingzhu and the child; if he’s too late, he won’t catch up with them.

As long as he sincerely apologizes, Mingzhu will surely forgive him.

After all, she’s so soft-hearted.

So easily comforted.

A voice in his head was enticing Xie Yunzhen: Mingzhu, defenseless, and the child so fragile, if he’s not there, who will protect them?

Go find them.

Find them...

Wanting to clutch the sword in his hand, he found it empty.

In his bewilderment, someone grasped his hand.

"Ah Zhen, are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

"You mustn’t do this again; the lives of others have nothing to do with you. Don’t take risks for people who don’t matter, it’s not worth it."

"If something happens to you, what would I do?"

The buzzing voice pulled Xie Yunzhen’s thoughts back.

In his sight was refined decor instead of cold tombstones.

The strong scent of bitter medicine lingered in the air, stimulating his senses and bringing him further clarity.

Xie Yunzhen touched his arm, slowly recalling past events.

On their way out of the city, they were ambushed.

He and Mingzhu fell off a cliff...

The events before he lost consciousness replayed in his mind as Xie Yunzhen anxiously searched around.

He didn’t see the woman he thought about day and night.

A bad premonition surged in his heart, prompting him to ask urgently, "Where is Mingzhu, did something happen to her?"

As he spoke, he struggled to prop himself up.

He needed to find Mingzhu, needed to protect her well.

This time, Mingzhu could no longer leave him!

Princess An He’s expression twisted slightly; even when she was ill, Ah Zhen never showed such urgency.

How could it be that as soon as he wakes, he starts looking for Mingzhu?

What a disaster she is!

Thankfully, her mother-in-law wisely sent her away early, as letting Ah Zhen continue interacting with her would only make him lose his way further.

A man’s aspirations should extend far and wide; Ah Zhen is young and talented and must not be ruined by Mingzhu.

Indulging in romantic obsessions is something only men without prospects do!

With her thoughts turning over one after another, Princess An He forcefully pressed down on Xie Yunzhen’s shoulder.

"Your body isn’t well yet, lay down quickly."

The old matriarch also said, "You were poisoned severely; you must lie down and recuperate. If you move and the toxins spread again, leaving you comatose once more, do you want to frighten us to death?"

In that dream, Xie Yunzhen had glimpsed the elders’ malice toward Mingzhu.

Being obstructed by them now made him even more anxious.

If he remembered correctly, Mingzhu’s neck had been cut, and she lost a lot of blood.

If she’s poisoned too, with her constitution, can she survive?

The thought of potentially losing Mingzhu again drove Xie Yunzhen to madness.

His expression deranged, he roared, "Where did she go!"

His heart continually prayed for Mingzhu’s safety, not to be taken away from him.

He couldn’t bear the sensation of losing Mingzhu once more.