C5 How Did You Change

Tang Yao didn't struggle, nor did she turn around to look at the man.

The shattered ice once more covered the surface of the lake, and everything returned to normal. Only the woman was left without a trace.

"Yao!" Yann Shaokun took off his military coat and was about to jump into the lake.

Su Qingqing, who was at the side, held onto him tightly. "Marshal, it's too dangerous, don't …"

"Scram!" With bloodshot eyes, Yann Shaokun roughly pushed Su Qingqing away and jumped into the lake under the crushed ice.

Su Qingqing staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the maid by her side quickly caught her.

Her eyes were almost twisted as she glared at the frozen lake.

Plum Garden.

There were four furnaces in the bedroom, and a few maidservants were continuously adding charcoal.

Tang Yao, who was lying on the bed, did not have a single trace of blood on her face. Her whole body was shivering uncontrollably.

Yann Shaokun kept wiping her body with a hot towel, his eyes were filled with helplessness and fear.

"Cold …" Tang Yao's lips never stopped trembling.

"Yao, don't be afraid of the cold, I'll stay here …" Yann Shaokun held her tightly in his arms and couldn't help but sob slightly.

Tang Yao went cold for a while, then abruptly went into a high fever, her Plum Garden s flustered and flustered.

The doctors from the Marshal Palace had no other choice, so they suggested that Yann Shaokun send Tang Yao directly to the hospital to find a doctor for treatment.

"I don't want to go to the hospital, I don't want to go..." Tang Yao, whose eyes were burning red, stubbornly spoke. Her voice was unclear, but her consciousness was still very clear.

She didn't want Yann Shaokun to know that she had that incurable disease.

"Yao be good. If you don't want to go, I'll hug you here." Yann Shaokun took a step back, but he still signaled someone to go to the hospital and get a western doctor.

"Fourth Young Master." Tang Yao abruptly opened her eyes. Her face was flushed bright red, and her lips were also as red as blood. Didn't we all agree? It's enough to have me in this life. How did you change? "

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The name Fourth Young Master was the nickname Tang Yao had given to Yann Shaokun when she was young.

Only in recent years, she hadn't called him that.

"You get better, I only want you." Yann Shaokun kissed her forehead, but there was an unprecedented feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Tang Yao lay in bed for a month before her body gradually recovered.

Yann Shaokun had been accompanying her for a month without any hesitation, just like how he had always been.

Tang Yao was a little dazed. She couldn't figure out whether Yann Shaokun's concern for her was due to true love or guilt.

But wasn't it what she had always wanted for him to be with her in her last few days?

Her lungs were suddenly clogged up, and Tang Yao took her handkerchief to her mouth and coughed softly.

Before she could move the burgundy handkerchief away, she could smell the scent of blood.

Her body was getting worse and worse …

"What's wrong?" Yann Shaokun saw the abnormal expression on her face.

Tang Yao covered her mouth with a handkerchief and shook her head. "I suddenly feel like eating the Plum Blossom Wine on West Street."

She didn't want Yann Shaokun to see her in such a sorry state.

"I'll buy it right away." Yann Shaokun's eyes lit up as he strode away on his military boots.

After he left, Tang Yao finally let go of the handkerchief that was stained with blood. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Get me some more burgundy handkerchiefs." Tang Yao instructed Xiaoqi.

Xiaoqi's heart ached for her master's tenacity, but she did not dare disobey her decision. She jogged all the way to the warehouse.

Tang Yao didn't wait until late in the afternoon for Yann Shaokun to buy the plum wine, let alone for Xiaoqi to bring back the burgundy handkerchief.

She paced around the Plum Garden entrance uneasily, thinking if she should send another servant to the warehouse to take a look.

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang across the entire Residence of Northern Marshal.

The bloody handkerchief in Tang Yao's hand fell to the ground as her heart pounded like a drum.

"Madam!" A maidservant ran towards Tang Yao in a flurry and knelt on the ground.

"Sister Xiaoqi was shot dead by the Marshal …"