Farmer girl swaps husbands: buys a sickly villain and pampers him

Chapter 153: Trapped in a cocoon
Xiao Yanci lowered his gaze.

He was initially moved by Jiang Yihuan's words, but suddenly his face turned cold.

Zhong Lanhua did not agree to their marriage. If he passed the imperial examination, everything would be fine. But if he failed, Zhong Lanhua would not marry her daughter to a poor, mediocre scholar.

In his past life, he was reduced to a slave, possessing nothing, yet Su Yaoguang married him without hesitation. In this life, another woman, Wen, appeared, giving him her whole heart when he had nothing, her eyes and heart only for him. And look at Jiang Yihuan—where was she when he was sick? Where was she when he needed care? She promised to come and take care of him, but she never cooked a single meal for him, nor washed a single piece of clothing. She even gave the innocent Wen such a vicious drug, completely unlike the pure and harmless person she remembered.

He suddenly couldn't understand her.

Was she really the innocent and beautiful girl she imagined?

"Of course, it's up to him to decide what happens between me and Brother Xiao. Brother Xiao is busy with his studies right now, and anything else will only distract him. I will wait for him until he has time."

"Sister Huan'er is young and beautiful, and Young Master Xiao is exceptionally talented. You two are truly a perfect couple, and we are so envious!" Madam Wen said affectionately.

The monk who brought the food came in and said to everyone, "How are you all today? Doctor Jiang and the others are too busy, and Benefactor Su's condition has worsened again, so we have to handle things here. Has the medicine helped you a bit? If you feel unwell anywhere, please let me know and I will pass it on."

"Isn't Boss Su suffering from a common cold?" a woman asked. "How is she?"

"Don't even mention it. It was just a common cold, and I even woke up today, but somehow it suddenly got worse," the monk said. "I hope it was just a false alarm."

A strange light flashed in Jiang Yihuan's eyes.

It became.

Su Yaoguang, even if you don't die this time, you'll probably turn into an ugly monster with a face full of rotten flesh.

Jiang Yihuan was very careful when she did this, and absolutely no one noticed. She was certain that she had done it without anyone knowing, which is why she dared to wait confidently for the show to begin.

That night, Wen went to cook, and Jiang Yihuan stayed by Xiao Yanci's side.

Xiao Yanci closed his book and saw Jiang Yihuan standing there in a daze. He waved his hand in front of her and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yihuan came to her senses and was about to speak when she saw the monks coming over to deliver dinner again.

After the monks entered, they began distributing the food. As for why Xiao Yanci and the others didn't eat the communal meals at the temple, it was because the Zhang sisters had instructed them not to send any to them.

If they weren't worried that kicking him off the mountain now would spread his illness to others, they wouldn't have taken in such a scourge as Xiao Yanci in the first place.

The monks distributed the food and then left.

Jiang Yihuan wanted to hear more about Su Yaoguang's situation, but she didn't hear anything after he left.

“I can go down the mountain tomorrow,” Zhang Xuezi said. “Thanks to Zhou Wangshu’s little wife, I was spared. If anyone bullies Zhou Wangshu again, I’ll be the first to stand up for him.”

The student next to him chimed in, "Me too."

"We will not bully Zhou Wangshu, but we are afraid that someone will be ungrateful and repay kindness with ingratitude."

Several pairs of eyes turned to Xiao Yanci.

Xiao Yanci frowned: "I have never bullied him."

"Ah."

They all wore disdainful expressions. Xiao Yanci, as the academy's darling and the teachers' favorite, was quite cunning, always managing to trip them up openly. However, it seemed that Zhou Wangshu hadn't suffered any real loss.

That kid always seems to have a bit of luck. Maybe that's what they call "fools have good fortune"!

"My stomach hurts a little, excuse me for a moment." Jiang Yihuan clutched her stomach, frowned, and looked pitiful.

Xiao Yanci watched her run away.

He frowned.

While Wen was still cooking, it was Jiang Yihuan's turn to take care of him. However, Jiang Yihuan would only sit beside him in a daze, unlike Wen who knew how to take care of him.

Wen always made tea for him when he was thirsty and prepared food for him when he was hungry. But from the moment he arrived until now, Jiang Yihuan had either been spacing out or complaining of a stomachache, and hadn't shown any concern for his needs. He became increasingly suspicious that Jiang Yihuan's heart wasn't with him.

Is it because she is too young and doesn't know how to take care of others?

That's right! Although the Jiang family's circumstances were average, Jiang Yihuan hadn't had many opportunities to do manual labor growing up. Her hands were precious, and she usually did needlework. Her embroidery sold better than Zhong Lanhua's, so even though Zhong Lanhua was mean, she never made her do any rough or dirty work. In the village, she was pretty and well-liked, and many people would do things for her voluntarily.

A furtive figure appeared at Su Yaoguang's window.

Seeing that no one was guarding Su Yaoguang's room, the woman looked around and waited for a while, but still didn't see anyone come. She peeked inside and only saw Su Yaoguang with her back to her, unable to see what Su Yaoguang looked like at all.

She hesitated again and again, but in the end she still wanted to find out the truth.

She pushed open the door and walked towards the bedside.

She craned her neck and peered into the bed.

"What are you doing?" Su Yaoguang turned to the side and stared coldly at Jiang Yihuan standing by the bed.

Jiang Yihuan looked at Su Yao's smooth, fair face, a look of resentment flashing in her eyes: "You didn't..."

But she quickly regained her senses and softened her voice: "I heard you were sick, so I came to see you. Although you've never liked me since we were little, I've always considered you a good sister. Now that I see you're alright, I'm relieved. Is your cold any better? You've been working too hard, so you really need to rest."

Su Yaoguang sat up, looking at Jiang Yihuan with a half-smile: "You seem quite concerned about me."

"Of course. We've practically grown up together as childhood sweethearts!" Jiang Yihuan said sincerely.

Su Yaoguang sneered: "I'm really touched that you care about me so much! I need to think about how to repay your concern."

"No need to be so polite. I care about you without expecting anything in return."

Jiang Yihuan instinctively sensed the danger and prepared to retreat, but just as she had this thought, she felt a pain in her neck, lost consciousness, and fell to the ground.

Zhou Wangshu stood behind Jiang Yihuan, holding a wooden stick.

He patted the wooden stick in his hand and said innocently, "Sorry, I hit you a little too hard, but it's okay, I won't die."

The three Zhang sisters, Jiang Jing, Jia Chunni, and Wang Huanzhi also came in.

"Yaoguang, what do you think we should do to her?" Zhang Pandi said. "Give her a beating?"

“That would be too easy on her,” Zhang Zhaodi said. “Doesn’t she want to know what it’s like to be infected? Then let her experience it for herself. We will definitely keep a close eye on her and make sure she doesn’t affect the other patients.”