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Chapter 165 Er Yuehong Comes Seeking Medicine! (Fourth Update)
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— Rumble
Outside the window, the long-brewing dark clouds finally gave way.

A pale bolt of lightning tore through the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder, as if the heavens themselves were exploding.

In an instant,
Large raindrops pelted down violently, pounding against the roof, window frames, and the bluestone slabs in the courtyard.
The world was instantly enveloped in a white curtain of rain, and the moisture, carrying a cool breeze, spread through the air.

Director Huang Junwen was energized behind the monitor. The sound of rain, thunder, and dim lighting were perfect "divine assistance" for filming this heavy scene.

He immediately ordered all departments to take their positions: "Action!"

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Gu Qing took a deep breath, and when she opened her eyes again, the heaviness she felt earlier had transformed into a kind of tenderness that she was trying hard to maintain and being careful to be gentle.

The candlelight flickered in the dim light of the rainy day, illuminating several newly tailored fine clothes hanging on the clothes rack.

He picked up a newly made cheongsam and walked up to the maid, played by Zhao Liying.

"Girl, look at this fabric, it suits your skin tone."

Gu Qing deliberately spoke in a light and cheerful tone, with a hint of coaxing.

He unfolded the light blue cheongsam, his gaze fixed intently on Zhao Liying, trying to capture a trace of her former vibrancy on her face.

Zhao Liying stood up as instructed, forcing a smile on her pale face in an attempt to meet his expectations.

She reached out to take the cheongsam, her fingertips trembling almost imperceptibly, as if she could barely bear the weight of the garment.

however,
Just as she was about to say, "This one too..."

"Cough cough... cough cough cough!!!"

Zhao Liying's body arched violently, and she quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

The cough came on suddenly and violently, as if it were trying to cough up her internal organs.

"Girl?!"

The gentleness on Gu Qing's face froze instantly, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

He rushed forward, almost throwing himself at the girl, and caught her swaying body. His voice rose sharply with extreme panic and fear.
His tone changed: "Girl! How could this happen?! Quick! Medicine! Go get the medicine!!"

When Zhao Liying finally caught her breath and let go of her hand, there was a pool of glaring, viscous blood on her palm.

"Blood……!"

He let out a low growl, his face instantly turning even paler than the girl's.

"The medicine! Where's the medicine?!"

Gu Qing suddenly looked up and roared at the servants who rushed over after hearing the noise.

His normally gentle and warm voice was now hoarse and distorted due to extreme anxiety and anger, and the veins on his neck were bulging.

The servant frantically searched for the medicine bottle, but couldn't find it anywhere. Terrified, he fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Second Master... Second Master! The medicine... the medicine is gone!"

"what?!"

Gu Qing felt a surge of anger rush to his head. He turned around abruptly, his chest heaving violently, his eyes sharp as knives, glaring fiercely at the kneeling servant. "You! Is this how you usually serve the Madam?! Huh?!"

That final "Huh?!"

Filled with desperate rage and accusations, the servant was so terrified that he forgot to even crawl away.

"roll!!!"

A furious roar, filled with unvented fear and rage, sent the servants flying.

Gu Qing breathed heavily, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions, and carefully, almost half-carried, helped the weak Zhao Liying back to bed.

Looking at her pale face, her tightly closed eyes, and her brows furrowed in pain, he held her icy hands, his heart breaking with terror.

"Girl, don't be afraid, the medicine will be here soon. Don't be afraid, I'm here... I'm here..."

Zhao Liying slowly opened her eyes. Her once bright and lively eyes were now dull and lifeless, filled only with deep weariness and an almost transparent fragility.

She looked at her lover's face, so close to hers, a face etched with shock and despair. She moved her lips with difficulty, her voice as faint as a whisper in the wind, yet exceptionally clear:

"Second Master... I don't want to take the medicine..."

She paused, gathering her last bit of strength, her eyes filled with a sense of relief, but also with deep reluctance and apology: "...I've already...returned it to Buddha..."

These words struck Gu Qing like a bolt from the blue. He trembled violently, his eyes instantly shifting from shock and pain to extreme rage.
After a few seconds of deathly silence,
Overwhelmed by a surge of deception and anger, he abruptly stood up: "I'm going to find Master Buddha to get the medicine right now!"

"Cut! Transition!"

Huang Junwen's voice rang out seriously, "Liying is sitting in the rickshaw, Xiao Gu, can you accept getting wet in the rain?"

Gu Qing pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, trying not to let her emotions overflow.

Zhao Liying was also gripping his hand tightly.

The film crew quickly moved to another location.

The employees, wearing raincoats and waterproofing the machines, arrived at the entrance of No. 1 Mansion.

The rain poured down and the wind howled.
inside the house,

Chen Weiting paced back and forth anxiously, while Master Xie sat to the side with a troubled expression.

Butler: Master, Er Yuehong has arrived, and he's brought his wife with him.

Master Zhang: Go tell someone to lock the door and not let them open it. Butler: Yes, Master.

"Buddha! Open the door! Buddha! Er Yuehong has come seeking medicine! Please, Buddha, grant me the medicine!"

Gu Qing, whose long robe was already soaked through by the rain, stood in front of the gate of Zhang Dafoye's No. 1 Mansion, his eyes filled with despair and pleading.

Rainwater slid down his cheeks, his hair clung tightly to his forehead, mingling with his tears and blurring his vision.

"Second Master..."

Zhao Liying leaned weakly against the rickshaw behind her. The icy rain made her face even paler, her breath faint, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably.

The butler appeared at the door, looking at the couple soaked to the bone, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes, but it quickly turned cold: "Second Master, it's raining so hard, you should go back."

Gu Qing ignored him, his voice hoarse from shouting for so long: "I won't leave! Er Yuehong has come begging for medicine! Please, Your Majesty, grant me the medicine!"

The shouts echoed, but there was no response from inside the door.

He paused abruptly, as if he had used up all his dignity and strength, his knees buckled, and he knelt heavily on the cold, slippery flagstones with a "thud".

Facing that tightly closed door, a symbol of last hope, he uttered the most humble and desperate vow: kneeling on the ground in despair.

His hands gripped the iron bars of the gate tightly, his voice almost hoarse: "Buddha! Er Yuehong has come begging for medicine! Please, Buddha, grant me the medicine! I am willing to serve you like a slave, even with my life!"

"Second Master...please don't do this..."

Seeing the usually proud Er Yuehong kneel down and beg for help,
Zhao Liying felt as if her heart was being torn apart. Soaked in the pouring rain, she staggered down from the carriage, her whole body trembling as she clung to his back. "Let's go... let's go, okay?"

"Director, Ms. Liying's action scene wasn't written in the script..."

Someone whispered behind the monitor.

Huang Junwen gripped the walkie-talkie tightly, shook his head silently, and stared intently at the screen.

Zhang Dafoye finally appeared, his reluctance turning into determination.
The reply from inside the door was as cold as a blade: "Don't waste your energy! I'm only doing this to someone, and I won't give you the medicine!"

"Why, why! She's my maid! Please, Buddha, grant me medicine! Please, Buddha, grant me medicine!... My maid is the most important person in my life! Please, Buddha, grant me medicine!"

Gu Qing lost control of his emotions; his gentle eyes were bloodshot, filled with anger and hatred.

This caused Chen Weiting to instinctively take a step back, suppressing his heart palpitations, and grit his teeth as he said, "The person who entrusted me with the medicine has a heart of noble sentiment; I cannot let her down! I'm sorry!"

"Buddha! Buddha! Zhang Qishan!!"

"what--!!"

His last shred of reason crumbled, and his screams echoed in the rain, unable to conceal the pain and despair in his heart.

"Second Master, Second Master... cough cough."

"I'm sorry, girl, I didn't get the medicine, I'm so sorry..."

Zhao Liying's icy fingers trembled as she touched Gu Qing's soaked, pain-twisted cheeks.

Her voice was barely audible, filled with endless heartache and pleading: "Second Master... Second Master..."
As if using her last ounce of strength to remember his face, she uttered her final wish with difficulty and weakness: "Second Master, don't do this... This girl... wants to go home..."

"it is good…"

Gu Qing's voice trembled violently as she held the fragile body in her arms even tighter.
He struggled, using his knees to support his body on the slippery ground, each step heavy as if filled with lead, each step soaked with tears of despair:

"I'll take you home..."

Behind the monitor, Huang Junwen stared intently at the last image of Gu Qing carrying Zhao Liying as he staggered away into the rain, remaining silent for a long time.

The only sound on the set was the pouring rain; everyone seemed still immersed in that immense, suffocating despair.
"Cut! Pass!"

"Quickly, take Xiao Gu and Li Ying back to the hotel to freshen up properly, so they don't catch a cold."

Gu Qing felt dizzy and unsteady on her feet, as if the world was spinning.

After all the emotions have been released...
He felt no strength or sensation in his entire body.
"Is this...getting into character?"

There were only four people in the hotel elevator.

Zhao Liying, who was clinging to his arm and burying her head in her hands, and her two assistants, whose eyes were red from crying.

All three of them were crying, and no one could answer Gu Qing's question for the time being.

"drop--"

After swiping his card to enter the room and closing the door, Gu Qing suddenly felt a bit more clear-headed.

Why does his arm still feel so heavy?

Next second,
His neck was suddenly wrapped around, and his lips felt something strange.

In an instant,
The soft yet fiery touch was almost intoxicating and melting.

After a long separation,

"Second Master..."

"Ok?"

"Call me: Sister!"

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(End of this chapter)