After Being Abducted by the General

chapter 15

Yuan Li was curious about what Chu Mingfeng had written in the letter to Ouyang Ting that prompted him to leave Luoyang in such a hurry. But like a chain reaction, on the third day after Ouyang Ting's departure, Chu Mingfeng's condition suddenly worsened, reaching the brink of death.

No one expected Chu Mingfeng's illness to take such a sudden turn for the worse. Madam Yang wept daily, her appearance growing increasingly haggard. Chu Wang himself lost his appetite day by day. In the vast Chu Wang Mansion, no one dared to take charge at this critical moment. So, Yuan Li requested leave from the National Academy and took care of the entire mansion.

However, Yuan Li couldn't help but feel that Chu Mingfeng's abrupt deterioration was somehow orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

Yuan Li visited Chu Mingfeng daily, but he had become so weak that he spent most of his waking hours in a deep sleep, only briefly regaining consciousness.

During Yuan Li's four visits, he encountered Chu Mingfeng awake only once.

"Has my wife come?" Chu Mingfeng's voice was frail, but it carried a hint of a smile. "It's good that I have a few things to entrust to you."

Yuan Li leaned in, listening attentively as Chu Mingfeng spoke intermittently. In just a few sentences, he had exhausted his energy.

"I understand," Yuan Li couldn't help but sigh inwardly. "You can rest assured."

After saying that, Yuan Li didn't disturb him further and left him to rest.

But as he walked out of the bedroom, Yuan Li thought he faintly heard Chu Mingfeng humming a farewell poem.

The voice was hoarse but couldn't hide the delight.

Yuan Li turned his head and, through the slightly lifted canopy, caught a glimpse of Chu Mingfeng's upturned lips.

Chu Mingfeng... Was he looking forward to death?

An incredible thought flashed through Yuan Li's mind.

However, when Yuan Li looked again, the humming had ceased, and Chu Mingfeng had fallen asleep quietly. It seemed like that scene was just his imagination.

Yuan Li hesitated for a few seconds before turning to leave.

"System, is there still hope to save Chu Mingfeng?"

On the way, Yuan Li asked the system once again.

He had asked the system the same question after the first encounter with Chu Mingfeng, but the system didn't respond to Yuan Li then.

This time was no different. The system remained indifferent, providing no response.

Yuan Li lowered his eyes, feeling a sense of unease. He knew that Chu Mingfeng was beyond saving.

Perhaps he wouldn't last even a few more days.

In the dead of night, when all was silent, Chu Mingfeng woke from his suffering and saw a tall, sturdy figure standing by the window.

He recognized who it was and chuckled soundlessly, struggling to sit up against the bedpost. He said, "Ciyue."

The figure by the window shifted aside and looked down at him for a long time with an indifferent tone. "Chu Mingfeng, you're about to die."

"Yeah," Chu Mingfeng coughed, "it'll only be a day or two."

Chu Hechao walked to the bedside, opened his robe, and sat down on the chair next to the bed with an air of arrogance.

Chu Mingfeng taunted, "I thought you wouldn't come to see me until I died."

Chu Hechao smirked, lacking much amusement. "How could I? You're my older brother."