Transmigrated Genius: Fragile Heiress Reigns Supreme-Chapter 633 - 635: Pranks (5)

"Mother." Fourth Master Xiao had no time to talk to the Grand Dowager. Xiqiu went over to support the Grand Dowager and explained, "... it’s the Second Sister-in-law!"

The Grand Dowager saw Xiqiu, "You’re back, are you alright?" Xiqiu shook her head and replied, "I’m fine. Let’s treat the Marquis’s injuries first, and I’ll explain the details to you later."

The Grand Dowager couldn’t care about much else, nodded her head, and was helped by the First Madam and Xiqiu as they followed Fourth Master Xiao back.

From a distance, Bihuai, Biwu, Chunliu, Nanny Cen, and several others came forward, "Madam, are you alright?"

"I’m fine!" Xiqiu shook her head and instructed Nanny Cen, "Quickly take people to Four Symbols Alley and invite Sister Jingliu over!" Nanny Cen agreed, and Chunliu immediately chimed in, "I’ll go with Nanny Cen." Even though they didn’t know what had happened, they saw Fourth Master Xiao carrying the Marquis and could smell the thick scent of blood.

Xiqiu furrowed her brows and nodded, "Hurry up!" The two of them acknowledged and rushed out to the outer courtyard.

Bihuai and Biwu couldn’t bear to leave Xiqiu, so they closely followed behind her.

Although the Grand Dowager’s feet didn’t stop, Xiqiu could feel the hand supporting her trembling constantly. Indeed, with Xiao Yanji gone, if Xiao Yanyi also... the pain of a white-haired person seeing off a black-haired one, no mother could bear it.

Xiqiu’s heart was also full of sorrow. The last look Xiao Yanyi gave her kept circling in her mind. What kind of gaze was it? Desolate, joyful, despairing, painful, regretful, but most of all, longing and admiration.

Her heart felt like it was being sliced with a knife. She knew Xiao Yanyi’s feelings, but did not expect them to be so deep.

He had always concealed and controlled them well. She thought he just had some affection for her, which with time would fade away, just like how with her life stabilizing with Fourth Master Xiao, it would completely vanish. She didn’t expect him to be like this.

He quarreled with the Second Madam tonight for her, didn’t he? She saw that box with the Mei Bottle. Xiao Yanyi must have come looking for her.

Xiqiu clutched her chest, suddenly recalling that time outside the First Master’s study, when he spoke to her casually, "Sixth Sister, wait for a moment, I’ll be right back!"

The scene seemed to still be fresh in her mind.

If she had known this day would come, she definitely wouldn’t have let Tong Xiyan go looking for him that day. Perhaps if they hadn’t met, there wouldn’t be any feelings, and without feelings, there wouldn’t be today’s hurt.

She felt powerless; she couldn’t control others’ hearts, nor her own... as she thought this, her gaze fell heavily on Fourth Master Xiao, who was equally burdened and had a cold and chilling aura around him.

Feeling suffocated, she turned her gaze aside and followed the Grand Dowager into the main room, and then into the bedroom.

Her gaze fell on the bed. Xiao Yanyi lay there, his face showing no signs of life, as if... dead.

That he would die for her, this was something Xiqiu couldn’t accept. She turned to look at Fourth Master Xiao, who was standing there staring intently, watching as the Grand Dowager sat by the bedside clutching Xiao Yanyi’s hand and crying. As if sensing Xiqiu’s gaze, he also turned to look at her, the two silently locked eyes, both seeing pain in the other’s eyes.

A moment later, Fourth Master Xiao nodded to Xiqiu.

Xiqiu immediately went to instruct Ziwei, she had to perform first aid before the Imperial Physician arrived; no matter what, she couldn’t let him die!

"Fourth Master!" Xiqiu rolled up her sleeves, "Please help turn the Marquis over." The knife wound was on his back.

Following her instructions, Fourth Master Xiao went over and turned Xiao Yanyi onto his stomach. According to Xiqiu’s orders, Ziwei brought the necessary spirits, hot water, and clean salt, and then had someone fetch clean cotton cloth to boil...

The Grand Dowager didn’t understand what Xiqiu was doing. The First Madam silently walked over, supporting the Grand Dowager and standing aside, "Mother, let Fourth Brother’s wife handle it. She knows what she’s doing."

The Grand Dowager nodded, wiped her tears, and stood aside.

Xiqiu had Fourth Master Xiao remove Xiao Yanyi’s clothes. The First Madam dismissed the maids and old servants in the room, leaving Nanny Wu to guard the door. Xiqiu washed her hands, took a clean cotton cloth, dipped it in alcohol, and wiped around the wound, saying without looking up, "Fourth Master, bring me another piece of cotton, please."

She discarded the blood-stained cotton, her hand quickly receiving another clean piece.

Fourth Master Xiao stood aside, with a look of sympathy in his eyes for Xiqiu. He could see the pain and regret clearly on her face. He remained silent, complying with whatever Xiqiu instructed.

Xiqiu worked silently, doing what she often did in her previous life and was most familiar with, but none of her previous experiences were as heavy as this.

The wound wasn’t deep, if it didn’t get infected it wouldn’t be deadly, but too much blood loss would certainly be fatal.

The Imperial Physician and Ruan Jingliu had not yet arrived.

Xiqiu applied the Grand Dowager’s external medicine for injuries on Xiao Yanyi’s wound, stopped the bleeding, and pressed cotton on it.

After doing all this, she felt as if she was about to collapse.

Xiao Yanyi started to have a high fever, mumbling incoherently. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

Suddenly, Xiao Yanyi grabbed Xiqiu’s hand firmly, muttering something, but the words were unclear.

Xiqiu was startled, trying to pull her hand away.

Fourth Master Xiao frowned, the Grand Dowager and the First Madam both turned pale. The Grand Dowager immediately went forward to hold Xiao Yanyi’s hand, "Second Son, Mother is here, Mother is here!" helping Xiqiu pry open Xiao Yanyi’s hand.

As if feeling something, Xiao Yanyi loosened his grip.

Xiqiu awkwardly retreated to the side.

The coolness from Xiao Yanyi’s hand lingered in her palm. Xiqiu tightly clenched her fist, standing silently to the side, unable to speak, as if any words she said at this moment would seem hollow.