The Events After Widowhood Chapter 5

Vivian panicked and hurried to get up from the couch, but he got up too quickly and saw a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he fell straight forward...

Helena was standing nearby. She felt a flash before her eyes, followed by the clinking of a teacup hitting the ground. When she came to her senses, the prince had already held the man safely in his arms.

Vivian was lifted up easily and put on the bed. He recovered from the dizziness and stood up. He finished his sentence slowly: "I used that teacup."

Gabriel laughed in anger. What's wrong with sharing a teacup? In the academy, he had never seen such a strange relationship before. He was so angry that he started to mock others: "The elder sister-in-law is like a mother, so what's the problem?"

Vivian was speechless, and Liao Bai's face instantly turned the color of a cooked shrimp.

Helena couldn't stand it any longer, so she said, "My Lord, the Master is not feeling well right now."

The implication is that you should be more gentle with your words.

Gabriel snorted coldly. He knew that Vivian was not feeling well. Otherwise, why would he rush in so hastily to provoke anger? "It seems that you invited a quack doctor? You have been treating a minor cold for so many days, but it still can't be cured?"

Helena glanced at Vivian and thought that there was no need for her to respond to this conversation.

Sure enough, the next moment, Vivian came over and hurriedly explained: "It's not a quack doctor, it's my own health that's not good. I was already in good shape, but I caught a cold when I went out, and that's why I'm not feeling well anymore."

Gabriel turned around, stared at Vivian and asked, "Why are you going out in such a cold day?"

"Today..." Vivian's voice became smaller and smaller, "is the seventh day after Gabriel's death."

"Well, my dear sister-in-law, you and my half-brother are really deeply in love, and it's touching!" Gabriel stood up and looked down at the sick Vivian. "If that's the case, why don't you just wait in front of the tomb and wait for it to turn into a butterfly? Or stay in this cold weather all day and die in the underworld? I, Gabriel, went to ask for medical treatment for our old relationship, but I became the villain who broke up the couple!"

Helena couldn't see Gabriel's face at the moment, but she could imagine how furious he was. No wonder, they invited the best doctor in Beijing, used the best medicine, and sent their most capable confidants to guard him day and night, but his body, which had just recovered, was brought back to its original state because of the "first seven days". Anyone would be angry if this happened to them.

But what could Mr. Ruan do? He was not the commander of the Jinwu Guards, and he had no power to make decisions at home. Even if he was not feeling well, how could he say "no" if Xu asked him to go?

Seeing Vivian panicking, Helena couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward and half persuaded and half pulled Gabriel to the door, "Don't say such unlucky words in broad daylight. If the lady were here, she would definitely ask you to bang the wood again..."

Speaking of his biological mother, Gabriel finally calmed down a little and stopped being aggressive. He flicked his sleeves and pushed the door open and left.

Helena did not chase him. She sat down on the bed and covered Vivian with a blanket. "Although the prince's words are harsh, he is not a bad person. You must know this, so you have to be more tolerant."

Vivian's eyes were red, and he didn't say "yes" or "no", but just said: "Mom, please go back. I'm tired and want to rest."

"Well, you can take a rest first, I will come back later."

Although Vivian said that he wanted to rest, and he really should, but what Gabriel just said was like a knife cutting into his flesh, so how could he sleep?

It seemed that not long had passed, the door was pushed open again, and in came Gabriel's subordinate Nathaniel Ji, who threw a tightly sealed food box to the bedside and said, "The stove in the kitchen has been turned off. The commander found something to eat for you." After saying this, he stepped aside.

At this time, Vivian discovered that there was an old man following Nathaniel. He carefully identified him for a while, and then called out the old man's name in disbelief, "Maxwell..."

Leonard Zhang, the former director of the Imperial Medical Bureau, was the most trusted by the Empress Dowager.

When Vivian was young, he often lived in the palace. Maxwell Zhang would personally treat any minor disasters.

"You are no longer the director of the hospital. Now you are just a country doctor," Leonard waved his hand and lifted Vivian's thin wrist and placed it on the pillow.

Ever since he was implicated and left the Imperial Hospital, he moved to a village outside the capital with his family. He had lived a comfortable life these years. He was really shocked when he was "invited" into the carriage by a team of Jinwu Guards just now. He never thought that they were here to see a medical consultation with an old friend.

He took Vivian's pulse, his face became more solemn, and he let out a long sigh when he put away the pillow. However, the past could not be recalled, and talking about it would only make people sad, so he did not mention it again, but only instructed: "Sir, I will go to boil the medicine now, you must take it on time, and take good care of yourself in the future."

Vivian nodded in agreement.

After Leonard left, Nathaniel urged him, "Eat quickly so you can take the medicine."

Vivian moved the food box over and nodded to thank him: "Nathaniel, thank you very much."

Nathaniel crossed his arms, turned around and was about to leave, and snorted: "Why thank me?"

If you want to thank someone, then thank our commander. Apart from him, none of us brothers would have the leisure to ride our horses to the west of the city in the wind and snow to buy a bowl of wontons. There are so many wonton stalls in the imperial city. Why can't we just buy a bowl nearby?

There was no one in the room. Vivian opened the lunch box and a familiar aroma hit him - it was the small wontons from the restaurant in the west of the city that he loved to eat when he was a student!

Tears fell into the fragrant chicken soup, creating scattered and gathered oil droplets.

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When the third drum was sounded at night, Nathaniel, who had just changed shifts, was standing in the corridor with a sword in his arms. His ears suddenly twitched, and he looked towards the courtyard wall, then drew his sword.

Qiufeng Courtyard is close to the back house, and it is remote, cold, and poorly guarded. If there are bad guys who want to break into the house to steal or commit crimes, this is indeed an excellent entrance. However, after being here for quite a few days, this is the first time I have seen such a thief dare to come here.

The long sword flashed a bright light in the moonlight. Nathaniel made a sword flower and loosened his joints. If he was not following the commander, he would rarely have the opportunity to show his weapon. This time, he was itching to chop one or two people to relax his muscles!

The person who came was obviously no ordinary person, and he arrived in front of the corridor in the blink of an eye.

Nathaniel rushed forward with his sword, but the man got there first and grabbed the shoulder bone where he held the sword.

"Don't make a sound, it's me," Gabriel pulled off the black cloth mask and spoke softly.

Nathaniel: "?"

"What are you looking at?" Gabriel let go and walked towards the window.

Nathaniel followed closely and asked Gabriel in a low voice: "Why are you here so late at night?"

Gabriel squinted his eyes and peeped in through the crack of the window. "What are you talking about? This is my house. Do I need a reason to go home at night?"

"Since this is your own house, why are you wearing a mask?" Nathaniel muttered, behaving like a thief on the roof.

The lights in the inner room were turned off, and Gabriel couldn't see anything. He was in a bad mood and said in a bad tone, "I am happy to do it."

He leaned forward to look for a while, but couldn't see anything clearly. He just guessed that the man had probably let down the curtain. Gabriel finally turned around and asked Nathaniel: "How is he?"

Nathaniel answered truthfully: "My fever went away in the evening. I had a severe cough in the first half of the night, but I feel much better now."

Gabriel frowned, "Then can you go in with him and get a glass of water?"

"?" Nathaniel shook his head, "No."

Why? They said that Potian was just a guard, and protecting people from getting hurt was already a duty. What was the big deal about going in to pour water? It wasn't a big deal, but I was afraid that it would scare people and make them unable to sleep.

"What use are you..." Gabriel waved his hand, "Go back to sleep, you don't need to guard here anymore."

It was really cold that day. If you have received a favor, only a fool would not accept it and thank you... Nathaniel bowed his hands and said with a flattering face, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Commander."

"Wait a minute," Gabriel grabbed Nathaniel by the back of his collar, "go find some pears, sweeter and juicier ones, wash them and bring them to me."

Nathaniel was puzzled, "Commander, why do you want pears in the middle of the night?"

"I'm hungry, and I want to eat this."

"Oh," Nathaniel took the order and jumped directly onto the wall and left the mansion.

Soon, Gabriel had a very bright pear in his arms, which would surely be warmed up in a short while.

Why would you want a pear in the middle of the night? Some people are delicate and always like to eat this to relieve their cough at night.