Chapter 077: Long Days and Months in Dreams (4)

  Xiahuai returned to the Yang residence, still snoring away. Tonight had been so eventful and shocking, yet he seemed completely unconnected to it all, truly a happy person.

  Peng Ziqi no longer found it funny, Xia Xun's reaction was too abnormal, his face flushed, breathing rapidly, but he fell asleep soundly. If he was drunk, he shouldn't be sleeping so soundly. Peng Ziqi became a bit anxious, without waiting for Cuiyun to call over the strong and sturdy Second Fool, he jumped down from the carriage and carried Xia Xun on his back.

  Peng Ziqi was ultimately a martial artist, and he didn't feel that Xia Jie's weight on his back was particularly heavy, it was just...just...what was this thing stuffed in his waist, hard and pressing against him, so uncomfortable.

  Peng Ziqi uncomfortably twisted her small waist, but didn't avoid him. She thought to herself: "This man is just sloppy, with all sorts of miscellaneous things stuffed in his pockets, and he doesn't even mind the clutter."

  "Huh? Something's off"

  The stiffness and heat of that stick, through the thin autumn clothes, clearly transmitted to her soft waist, Peng Ziqi suddenly realized what it was, and couldn't help but blush, her hands softened and almost dropped Xia Xun to the ground.

  "It's really... it's really..., behaving like this, still able to... I... I..."

  Peng Ziqi's little deer in her heart went crazy, desperately colliding with her chest. She only felt that the back of her waist was scorching hot against Xia Jie's place. She wanted to shift her attention, but how could she avoid it? Its length and thickness...

  Peng Yiqi's two legs trembled violently, and he struggled to get to Xia Xiu's door.

  Cuiyun led the way with a lamp, guiding her into the young master's bedroom. Peng Ziqi placed Xia Liu on the couch, and although he was wearing loose robes, his proud parts were too prominent. Lying down, he still couldn't hide them, and Peng Ziqi's face turned bright red as he hastily pulled over the bed quilt to cover him up.

  Cuiyun lit the candles on the table and said to Peng Ziqi, "When others are having a wedding, how did you get drunk like this? Do you want me to call the steward?"

  Because Xiao Qi was injured, at night when they were not busy, her parents would always be by her side. So with Xiao Guan Shi not around, Peng Zi Xi hurriedly said: "Don't bother, he's just drunk, resting for a bit will do, you go to sleep."

  After sending away Cuiyun, Peng Zikai's face turned red as he turned his head to look at Xia Xun: "It doesn't make sense, does a man... sleep like this?"

  "Drinking...drinking..., ah I get it"

  Peng Ziqi thought of his own experience and suddenly realized: "He must have been drinking fake wine. I said so, that day he should have smashed that merchant's store, but he didn't want to. Now it's good, he's been cheated again! The Sun family is really something, such a wealthy household, yet they're so cheap and buy poisonous fake wine."

  Peng Ziqi moved the lamp closer, carefully observing Xia Xun's expression. Xia Xun's face was flushed, his breathing rapid, as if the effects of the wine were spreading and his mouth was dry. He occasionally licked his lips. Peng Ziqi subconsciously glanced at his lower body again, quickly withdrawing her gaze like lightning. Could this fake wine really have such an effect? Her face red, she just wanted to laugh.

  At this moment, Xia Xun murmured: "Water, water, so thirsty..."

  "Oh no!" Peng Qi reacted, hastily getting up to pour a cup of cool tea and bringing it over. She lifted one arm to hold Xia Jie, intending to feed him the tea, but Xia Jie didn't know what he was dreaming about. As soon as her soft skin touched his, he suddenly opened his arms and swept them aside, causing the teacup to shatter on the ground. Just as Peng Qi let out a cry of surprise, Xia Jie reached out and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace and pressing her down onto himself.

  Peng Ziqi was both flustered and confused, unsure whether she should refuse or not, and also unsure if she wanted to refuse. Her bewildered thoughts whirled around in her mind for a moment before her lips were kissed by Xia Jiu. She was so startled that her entire body stiffened, her beautiful eyes wide with surprise, just as she was about to cry out in alarm, a fiery tongue had already taken advantage of the opportunity to invade her small mouth...

  Peng Ziqi's heart was in a flurry, her mind only thinking of pushing away Xia Jiu. But how could she resist his kiss, which made her brain buzz like thunder and her bones turn soft one by one? Her movements to push him away were weak and powerless. Even though it was just a dream, Xia Jiu's passion was as fiery as ever.

  "Don't... don't..."

  Peng Ziqi desperately pushed away the man on top of her, but to no avail. She felt her face burning, her breathing rapid, and her tongue being sucked by him, her mind already unable to think of anything else. Just as she was at a loss for what to do, Xia Jiu's large hand suddenly reached down from her waist, touching the most vulnerable spot, making it feel like it had been branded with hot iron. Peng Ziqi was completely startled awake, let out a sharp cry, and with great effort pushed him away, taking advantage of the opportunity to roll over and escape onto the floor.

  "Heavens, he actually...he actually..." Peng Ziqi was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, covering her scorching face with her hands, almost wanting to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. However, after being flustered for a while, she didn't notice Xia Jiu taking any further action. Peng Ziqi quietly opened her fingers to peek at the bed and saw Xia Jiu murmuring a few times, his hands randomly grasping around without touching anyone, before falling back asleep. His breathing was still heavy, and his face was red like wildfire. Peng Ziqi wanted to look but didn't dare, stealing another glance at him while also glancing at the tea cup lid that was still gently swaying on the ground, slowly putting down her hands.

  "He... He was deceived by that black-hearted merchant's fake wine, it was an unintentional mistake. Besides... besides he didn't know, I... I don't have to blame him then."

  Peng Ziqi gently stroked her scorching cheeks and thought, as if she could still feel him.

  The tip of his tongue advanced, bringing a shocking impact that made her eyes dizzy and her bones soft. Her mind was racing wildly. Those long, sturdy, and plump legs were sore and weak, feeling even more exhausting than when she had tied sandbags to her legs and ran twenty laps around Pengjiazhuang. The soreness made her want to lie down, so she slowly squatted down while holding onto the bed frame.

  Peng Ziqi was dazed and had been thinking wildly for half a day, just about to get up and go out, when he suddenly stopped again: "Not right, the Sun family set up wine and banquet, don't know how many guests got drunk, Xia Jiu didn't drink much, I've been watching all along, why others didn't sleep all night, but he..."

  As she thought back to her reaction that night, Peng Ziqi felt a lingering doubt in her heart. She subconsciously reached out her hand towards Xia Jie, afraid of startling him and having him hug her again. Peng Ziqi carefully lifted the hem of Xia Jie's sleeve and slipped her hand inside. There was a packet of medicine inside. What was the point of carrying a packet of medicine on him for no reason?

  Peng Ziqi walked over to the light and took a look. It was great that Ximen Ren was so considerate, as the medicine package actually had his name written on it: "Cui Meng Xiang".

  Although there are still many unsolved mysteries, such as why Xia Yu gave himself medicine, Peng Ziqi has already understood one thing: the absurd nightmare he suffered that night and was ashamed of his own impurity for a long time the next day must have been done by this guy in front of him.

  Peng Ziqi clenched the package of medicine tightly and looked up at Xia Xun, who was sleeping soundly, with a fierce glint in his eyes...

  Sun's new brother-in-law, Du Tianwei, was hastily carried into the front medicine shop. The bride, Miao Yi, also forgot about etiquette and, wearing a crimson wedding dress, followed closely behind her mother in a flurry.

  No matter what kind of poison it is, inducing vomiting and washing the stomach is necessary. The pharmacy has ready-made medicine, hurry up and grab a dose to send to the kitchen for emergency decoction, while on this side, the old men began to hold a consultation.

  Du Tianwei's symptoms of poisoning are not unique to Aconitum, at least most of the symptoms are not specific to Aconitum poisoning. Aconitum is a highly toxic plant that is native to Yunnan and extremely rare in the north. Although several doctors were experienced, they did not think of this strange poison at first, so the prescriptions they wrote were not effective.

  A prescription was written out, and a batch of medicinal herbs was sent to be decocted. The servants in the mansion, who had just settled down for a rest, were once again busy running back and forth like a revolving lantern. However, the medicine that was administered did not alleviate the symptoms, and Du Tianwei's condition grew worse by the minute. At first, he was writhing on the ground in agony, requiring several strong servants to hold him down. Later, he became so exhausted from being tossed about that his entire body curled up into a ball, with his head and feet touching like a bowstring, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle anymore.

  One of the doctors suddenly couldn't help but exclaim: "Everyone, look at the young master's current state, isn't he suffering from the poison of the 'Collapsing Machine'?"

  Everyone in the room looked at each other, and the more they looked, the more alike they seemed. At this point, they could only treat a dead horse as if it were alive, with no time to think twice. They immediately prepared a special medicine to counteract the poison of being pulled by a machine, and had someone rush to deliver it to the kitchen for brewing. Just as the shop assistant was about to leave with the medicine, Sun Xuelian let out a groan and fell to the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

  She suddenly felt something was wrong, dizzy and nauseous, with a feeling of being unable to catch her breath. She thought it was just her body not feeling well after the big changes tonight, but she couldn't hold on any longer after struggling for a while. As soon as she stood up and was about to speak, her legs suddenly cramped violently, her body lost its balance, and she fell to the ground with a thud.

  Wen Yuan and Fang Zi Yue looked at Dong Jia's appearance and changed color, saying: "Dong Jia's symptoms are exactly the same as those of Brother Fang just now."

  Miao Yi and Liu Sheng were left with no leader, panicking and crying out: "What to do? What to do? You guys think of a solution quickly!"

  "Hurry, prepare the emetic and stomach wash medicine for Master Dong to take immediately. The previous detoxification prescriptions were all ineffective. Now we can only try the prescription for treating poisoning by lead. Hurry up, prepare another dose of medicine and send it over to be decocted right away."

  A group of people were busy, making Sun Xuelian vomit and wash her stomach. After finally finishing all this, the kitchen had already sent over a soup medicine to counteract the poison.

  "Hurry up and serve the master"

  "Hurry up and give it to your uncle"

  The two men shouted together, and then both froze. The poison of the machine was extremely violent, and of course, taking it a moment earlier would add a little more hope for survival. But these two poisoned people, one was the master of the house, and the other was the husband of the young master's wife. Who should drink this life-saving medicine first? Logically speaking, Du Tianwei's condition was even more severe, but...

  Everyone looked at Sun Miaoyi, the two poisoned people were her mother and husband, and only she was qualified to decide who to give medicine first. Miaoyi was also flustered, indeed, she truly loved Yang Xu, and was not satisfied with this husband arranged by her mother, not at all, without any feelings. But when it came to his life and death, she couldn't ignore it, her heart was still very kind.

  Miao Yi looked at her mother, whose lips were trembling in pain, and then at her newlywed husband, whose head and feet were almost connected, his neck stiff and his face pale. She found it difficult to make a choice. Just then, Fang Zi Yue stood up from beside Du Tian Wei and said in a low voice, "Give the master some medicine."

  "Wen Yuanji hastily said: 'Fang brother, Dongjia has just had an outburst, perhaps we can still make it in time. As for Guniang...' "

  Fangzi Yue shook his head and said dejectedly: "Gūjiā... he's beyond saving..."

  PS: The third update is here, I'm so tired, I need to go lie down for a while, weakly shouting out: asking for monthly tickets