Reborn Lady - Chapter 441

Wei Ying put on the scarf and prayed to the Bodhisattva all day, begging for blessings. She prayed that this time she would truly recover, asking not to feel uncomfortable and to remain conscious.

Maybe the Bodhisattva heard her plea and felt compassion for her dedication to goodness. Although Wei Ying was still weak that day, she didn’t exhibit any symptoms anymore.

At the second watch, Wei Ying asked Ah Fu to stay outside, and she went to the door by herself.

Someone knocked on the door, and a familiar voice came, “Ah Fu, it’s me.”

Wei Ying sat on the chair, smiled, and said while shaking the round fan gently, “Who do you call Ah Fu?”

Cui Yu’s heart skipped a beat, and he put his hands on the door panel, saying, “Is the Princess alright?”

 “Well, I felt much more comfortable when I woke up in the morning. I felt fine all day, and I ate an extra bowl of porridge for dinner.”

Counting it, she had had two rounds of seizures, so she should be fine.

The malaria at the foot of the mountain this time, most of the common people would survive two rounds of seizures.

Cui Yu finally felt relieved.

Knowing that he didn’t sleep well these two nights, Wei Ying said in a low voice, “You go back and concentrate on disaster relief. I have everything here, so you don’t need to worry about it.”

Cui Yu didn’t move, was silent for a moment, and asked, “If it were me, would the Princess be relieved?”

Wei Ying deliberately joked, “Don’t worry, I heard that Yu Lang’s charm hasn’t waned over the years, and there are always beautiful women willing to serve him wherever he goes. If you’re really sick this time, maybe I’ll have to wait in line if I want to visit.”

Cui Yu pursed his lips, then said, “Where did the Princess hear such rumors? At my age, I’m past all that…”

She was the only one who was a Princess and unparalleled in beauty, yet he was the only one being said that to.

“Why doesn’t the Princess open the door?” Cui Yu changed the subject.

Wei Ying touched the scarf on her face and said, “I have rashes, I don’t want you to see it.”

Cui Yu said with a smile, “Even if the Princess has rashes, she’s still as beautiful as the golden branches and jade leaves.”

Wei Ying’s face flushed from his praise, something she wasn’t accustomed to. “You, why are you so glib all of a sudden?”

Cui Yu was startled for a moment, only realizing the implications of his words afterward, and suddenly felt embarrassed.

Through the crack of the door, Wei Ying saw him take two steps back in embarrassment. He was still the timid and awkward Cui Yu in her impression, and she felt more at ease.

After a moment of silence, Wei Ying stood up, leaned against the door, and said to him, “Go back. Come up in five days. If I want to see you, I will put new branches in front of the two trees blocking the way. You come if there are branches, and if not, just wait patiently.”

Hearing her playful words, Cui Yu was reassured that she was truly getting well soon. With that in mind, he left in peace.

For the next five days, Cui Yu lived as if each day was a year. Fortunately, there were countless tasks awaiting him, keeping him busy.

On the fifth day, it started to rain again.

At dusk, Cui Yu stood by the window with his hands behind his back, feeling very worried.

The river had only just begun to lower. If there was another heavy rain, he feared that the people would suffer once more.

Qingzhu entered with a food box and saw him worrying about the country and the people. He persuaded him, saying, “Don’t dwell on it. The rain is beyond our control. At worst, the soldiers will come and reinforce the dams. I don’t believe the rain will return endlessly. But you, you’re the only Old Cui in the entire Wei Dynasty. If you exhaust yourself, what will become of the people in these two places?”

Cui Yu shook his head and ate first.

Dinner was very simple, just two fist-sized peaches, not yet red, but emitting a faint fruity fragrance.

Qingzhu smiled and said, “These are peaches grown on a tree in a family’s house in the village. They were specially sent out for you to taste, and they have been washed several times.”

Cui Yu smiled but did not touch the peaches.

Qingzhu thought he was worried and said, “Shall I take them out and peel them for you?”

Cui Yu replied, “No, I’ll take them to honor the Princess tonight.”

Qingzhu also smiled.

After nightfall, Cui Yu changed into clean clothes, washed peaches, and went up the mountain with an umbrella.

The rain was lighter than at dusk, more like a drizzle, and when Cui Yu came to the two trees blocking the way, even the drizzle stopped.

A half-crescent moon emerged from the dark clouds, illuminating the stone steps with a layer of watery light, and also illuminating a few new branches placed in front of the two roadblocking trees.

Cui Yu put away the umbrella and used the handle of the umbrella to send the small basket of peaches over first, to prevent them from falling when he climbed over. Then, he tucked up the hem of his clothes and rolled up his sleeves.

Despite his efforts, because of the rain and slippery road, Cui Yu didn’t land firmly when he jumped down and fell. His clothes were stained with dirt, and his palms were covered with mud.

Embarrassed, Cui Yu smiled, found a puddle to wash his hands, held the umbrella in one hand, and the peaches in the other, and continued to walk up.

That night, it was Ah Fu who opened the door. When she saw Cui Yu, she first smiled and announced the good news, “The Princess has recovered, and Ah Qiu and the others are getting better.”

It was all good news. Cui Yu nodded and handed the peaches to her. “Take these and wash them.”

Ah Fu’s eyes lit up, and she pointed to the west wing. “The Princess has been sleeping there for the past two nights, and she’s waiting for you. You go over first, and I’ll wash the peaches.”

With that, Ah Fu headed to the kitchen.

As soon as she left, the yard immediately became quiet, and some places with stagnant water quietly reflected the moonlight.

The bright moon shone among the pines, and the clear spring stones flowed upwards.

Feeling peaceful in his heart, Cui Yu walked towards the Princess’ room.