Too high to reach

Chapter 270 Dying from Illness
That evening, Mo Yi took out a set of rather expensive jewelry.

“What a beautiful emerald…” One of the pieces of jewelry given to me by the prince.

That guy loves wearing green.

He then took out two more silver notes with a face value of five hundred taels each.

There was also a box of loose silver, and a box of silver hairpins, silver earrings, and other jewelry for easy tipping.

Add some pocket money...

That's about it. She had someone invite Mo Yuan over.

"Your Majesty, what do you want with me?" Mo Yuan asked with a smile.

Seeing her carefree attitude, Mo Yi felt annoyed and didn't want to talk to her properly.

So, with a cold face, he explained the matter in a few words.

"I'll take you back first thing tomorrow morning. Here are some dowry items I've prepared for you; you should be able to use them as soon as you arrive at the manor."

This result was much better than Mo Yuan had hoped for. You see, Mo Wen doesn't even have an official title yet...

She dropped her frivolous expression and sat there blankly for a while.

Then he stood up and bowed deeply to Mo Yi, saying, "Thank you."

"Come on!" Mo Yi ignored her.

“Yi Yi, you make it sound so easy, but I know that His Highness must have put in a lot of effort. For me, this is the best outcome. I want to personally apologize to His Highness and express my gratitude.”

"His Highness has his own plans, so you don't need to be polite. Mo Yuan, once you enter that door, nothing can help you with anything, not even the Mo family, nor His Highness and I. In fact... well, I won't say anything unpleasant. You must remember, everything depends on yourself."

Mo Yuan's gaze was intense, "...Don't worry, I'm sure..."

“Alright. I don’t want to hear it!” Mo Yi interrupted her. “There’s something I need you to do.”

"what's up?"

"Your uncle gave you a three-courtyard house, I heard it's very tidy. Your third uncle and aunt are moving there. So you can leave home with dignity..."

"Hmph...Your Majesty, do you see?! There are plenty of people who add flowers to brocade, but very few who offer charcoal in the snow." Mo Yuan scoffed.

Mo Yi had no interest in discussing these things with her.
“Aunt Yun doesn’t want to move there. She wants to ask Third Uncle for a decree to release her from her concubine status. She also wants your two younger brothers to stay at home so that your eldest uncle and my father can take care of them and help them with their studies. Third Uncle and Third Aunt might not agree to this, so I hope you can persuade them.”

Mo Yuan blinked her alluring eyes, but didn't immediately agree.

"Alright, stop scheming. They're your brothers. In this world, even the Empress has to rely on her brothers. You know your third aunt better than anyone. If you weren't keeping her in check at home, who knows what kind of trouble she would have caused."

As soon as I heard Qiu Hong say that, I knew she was overjoyed because of you! Nobody knows if you can even hold your ground in the Crown Prince's residence; I don't want anyone else causing you trouble.”

Mo Yuan chuckled sheepishly, "Oh dear! I was just a little late in answering, and you interrupted me like that. I understand, they are my younger brothers, and if they can achieve as much as my older brothers, I will benefit too! Alright, Your Majesty, please rest assured."

Mo Yi snorted. She never liked to talk, but she ended up talking to her a lot.

So tired!

Oh! There's one more thing...

“There’s one more thing. Zhang Debao…” Mo Yi said coldly.

Mo Yuan's smile vanished. She lowered her head, tugging at her skirt, and remained silent.

"You need to handle this matter well. Madam Zhang is a straightforward and decisive woman, with many connections. If Zhang Debao is alright, that's fine. But if something happens to her precious son because of his grief, you're finished!"

"It can't be that bad, can it?"

"Heh..." Mo Yi sneered, "That's her only son. The couple spoiled him terribly. She didn't care when Zhang Debao was a playboy, but she supported him when he did something serious. When she liked you, she agreed to marry you."

"But if you hurt him, see if that tigress will forgive you! She'll make a scene without restraint. Do you still expect a good future? If you embarrass the Crown Prince, I'll kill you!"

"Okay, okay! I know..." Only now did Mo Yuan realize how serious it was.

I sighed inwardly: If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have accepted his gifts and would have kept my distance from him.

What to do now?
……

Mo Fan and Zhang Debao, who were far away in the western suburbs, had been absent-minded these past few days.

Zhang Debao arranged for his trusted confidants to gather information throughout the capital.

As soon as he received the news, his trusted confidant rushed over on horseback and told him.

Zhang Debao sat there motionless, his eyes glazed over. No matter how much Mo Fan tried to comfort and console him, he remained unresponsive.

He developed a high fever that night.

Although these two were not in the same department, they were the closest of friends. When Zhang Debao came to Xijiaoying, his parents took care of everything for him; he had spacious accommodations and even brought his own cook.

She pulled Mo Fan to live with him.

Originally, each person had their own room, but today, Mo Fan was worried and decided to share a room with him.

He couldn't sleep well because he was thinking about Zhang Debao.

In the middle of the night, sure enough, I heard groaning and squeaking coming from the bed. I quickly got up, "Debao?!" I turned on the light and saw that he was sick.

I reached out and touched it; my forehead was burning hot.

Startled, he woke up the servant and told him to fetch a doctor.

Their house was relatively close to the main camp, where doctors were on duty.

The doctor arrived shortly after, and upon touching the patient, he was also startled: "Oh dear, the fever is quite high."

After observing for a long time, I prepared some medicine, but he wouldn't drink it. I forced him to drink a small portion, but he vomited up most of it.

Mo Fan sat helplessly on the edge of the bed, applying a wet towel to his head, changing it one by one.

The heat did not subside until dawn.

He didn't respond when called; his eyes were closed, and his lips were parched.

This can't go on!
Mo Fan had no choice but to ask for leave and send Zhang Debao back to the capital.

The elderly Zhang couple were worried, wondering how their son would react when he found out.

As a result, his son arrived with his eyes closed and unconscious.

Lord Zhang was so frightened that he almost fell ill himself. He hurriedly sent a letter to request the imperial physician and then went to the most famous pharmacy to ask for a doctor.

A group of doctors examined the patient for a long time, and they were all puzzled: they couldn't see anything seriously wrong, but they could sense that the illness was progressing rapidly.

"Is your young master in a great hurry or has he suffered a great shock?"

Mrs. Zhang burst into tears, "What a useless son!"

……

Mo Yi escorted Mo Yuan home without saying much.

Waiting for Mo Yuan to resolve Yun Niang's matter.

But why would Mo Rusong agree? It was just that he was facing Liu Shi and Mo Yuan, two against one.

Finally, he realized that with his son here, cared for by his two older brothers, his studies would be guaranteed.

In the future, I'll definitely be socializing all the time and won't have much time to manage them, which is fine.

After a sigh, he agreed to Yunniang's request.

Once the matter was settled, Mo Yi spoke with her father for a while and then went home.

Liu pulled her daughter along, saying, "Yuanyuan, I haven't touched anything in your room. Take a look and see what you need to take with you. Leave anything you don't need here; you don't need to move it..."

She looked mysterious. "That courtyard over there is indeed very tidy. You've made something of yourself; your mother will definitely be entertaining guests at home someday. It's much more impressive there than here. But... I don't want to give up this house. We'll reserve it with our belongings, otherwise the second branch of the family will definitely move in..."

Mo Yuan listened, still hearing the same trivial matters... She still knew what it meant for her daughter to be by the Crown Prince's side...

"Alright, Mother, let me pack my things."

She sent everyone away and looked at the objects in the room.

Looking at it now... aside from a few nice items I left behind when I went out with Mo Yi.

Everything else, all the good stuff, was a gift from Zhang Debao…

Not to mention the fabric that was used to make clothes, and the bird's nest that was eaten.

Just as she was sighing, Mo Fan returned and went straight to her, whispering something in her ear.

Mo Yuan's face also turned pale. After thinking for a while, she said, "Second Brother, we are going to move to the East City Courtyard. Please tell Young Master Zhang that I would like to see him."

Mo Fan nodded: "I'll go talk to him and see if he can get up... When you meet him, you should try to persuade him properly, just in case something really happens."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly returned to the Zhang family home.

He leaned close to Zhang Debao, who had his eyes closed, and whispered a few words.

Zhang Debao, who had been burned to the point of death, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Help me up..."

He said in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Debao, who had been burned to the point of death, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Help me up..."

He said in a hoarse voice.

—I laughed at myself for writing this.

Oh, and I have some good news.

I've been granted a support program... I might be able to receive subsidies.

It's all thanks to all of you stinky babies!
Thanks!
Let's work together.