Chapter 348. Jiang Yisheng in Trouble (Part 4)

In just a few short days, he seemed to have matured even more, appearing much more reserved.

"But big brother, what about your wedding?" Li Jingxuan asked anxiously.

Li Jingjie let go of her hand, "Postpone it, I have already discussed it with Ye Xin."

The old man had already announced the death of his father to the public, so he had to observe mourning for a short period. The wedding could only be delayed.

Honestly speaking, the old man’s public announcement was more advantageous to them, the mother and her three children. At least they would not have to suffer the scorn of the outside world because of their father’s mistakes, and he had not expected Li Mochan to be willing to let them off so easily, even returning their share of the inheritance to them.

He thought that if he didn’t recognize the situation, he might not even have his life left when it was time to go.

Li Jingxuan frowned slightly, feeling a sense of injustice on behalf of her older brother.

"Mom, let’s pack our luggage." Li Jingjie turned to look at Weng Lan and spoke gently.

Weng Lan looked at the old man and finally nodded helplessly, taking Li Jingxuan upstairs to pack.

In a corner, Li Jingqi stood blankly, still unable to recover from the blow dealt by his mother after several days.

At least Li Jingjie and others still had their mother, while he was left completely alone, truly without anyone to rely upon.

Back then, he had even mocked Ye Jiuliang for being an orphan, so was this his karma now?

No, he didn’t want to leave the capital; without the Li Family, he would truly have nothing.

Li Jingqi rushed in front of the elder Li, thumping down on his knees before him.

"Grandfather, please don’t drive me away, just think of the fact that I never had a father since I was little, pity me, please, don’t send me away."

As he spoke, he kept kowtowing, hitting the floor so hard that a bruise immediately rose on his forehead.

The elder Li turned his head away, his tone unusually gentle, "Stand up. Learn from Jingjie, take what belongs to you and leave. I’ve also already arranged a school for you abroad. Once you get there, focus on your studies, and become someone useful in the future. Change your previous ways of a prodigal son."

Li Jingqi’s shoulders slumped; in just a few short days, he had become much thinner, and his complexion was pale as paper.

"Go pack your things, the plane will come to pick you up shortly."

With that, the elder Li stood up and returned upstairs without looking back.

Li Jingjie glanced at Li Jingqi, who had collapsed on the ground. He felt a sense of empathy and couldn’t quite bring himself to hate him anymore, after all, they had always had a decent relationship since they were children.

To put it plainly, Li Jingqi’s mother’s mistakes had nothing to do with Li Jingqi. They were both victims, and no one had the right to blame anyone else.

By evening, the plane landed in the open space of the Li’s large estate.

The elder Li didn’t come out to send them off, but just stood by the floor-to-ceiling window watching them leave.

"Master, the gossip is getting worse outside, and now that the lady and the others have left, I’m afraid it will just get nastier," said the butler Tie Shan, looking worriedly at the plane disappearing into the sky.

The elder Li stroked his gray beard and a glint flashed in his eyes, "That brat Mohan has his own plans, let him deal with those gossips himself. Send someone to keep a temporary watch over Jingjie and the others for a while."

If they stayed out of trouble, this would be the end of the matter. But if they harbored any other intentions, then he would no longer protect them.

"Yes."

The elder Li asked, "Where did that boy Mohan go these past two days?"

"The fifth master went to F country. According to the messages we’ve received, Ye Jiuliang is also there," said Tie Shan.

A flicker of peculiarity crossed the elder Li’s face, followed by an annoyed snort.

"It’s that girl Ye Jiuliang again."

"Master Li seems to be quite concerned about Ye Jiuliang; if you want to mend your relationship with him, you might consider accepting Ye Jiuliang," Tie Shan advised gently.

"If you continue to be stubborn with Master Li, he won’t want to come back here, and this mansion is becoming lonelier by the day."

Old Master Li snorted, his demeanor softening a bit, no longer exploding with a single mention of Ye Jiuliang as he used to.

"Moreover, Ye Jiuliang now has Mingchong from the Ming Group as his uncle, and Old Master Ye has always favored Ye Jiuliang; Master Li being with her would also be a match of equal social status," Tie Shan continued.

"Tie Shan, has Mohan bribed you or something? You are now taking his side," Old Master Li glanced at him sideways, feigning a stern expression.

Tie Shan smiled, "I’m only considering what’s best for you."

Old Master Li huffed, "Go find out when that boy Mohan is coming back."

Tie Shan nodded, "Yes."

**

Ye Jiuliang spent two days crazily touring Country F with Li Mochan, planning to return to the capital, but a call from Country M came saying that Jiang Yisheng was ill and urging Li Mochan to bring Wei Nan back quickly.

The two took a private jet and rushed back to Country M overnight.

In the early hours of the morning, the plane landed in the courtyard of the ancient castle.

While it should have been a time for rest, the castle was brightly lit.

Jiang Yisheng’s sudden illness had frightened the elderly Madame Jiang and others quite a bit.

"Ahan, where is Wei Nan?" Veya asked urgently.

Ye Jiuliang grabbed Veya’s hand, comforting her warmly, "Auntie, don’t worry, I will make Asheng better."

Finished speaking, she quickly walked into Jiang Yisheng’s bedroom.

"Ahan, what’s going on?" Jiang Hai looked at Li Mochan, asking in confusion, "Does Xiaojiu know medicine?"

Li Mochan hummed in acknowledgement and followed into the bedroom.

Inside, Ye Jiuliang was negotiating with the doctor.

Jiang Yisheng was a premature baby, and after his birth, Jiang Hai’s enemies bribed a servant in the castle to poison Jiang Yisheng’s milk. Fortunately, the poisoning was discovered in time for a lifesaving intervention, and Jiang Yisheng had a narrow escape from death.

However, because of this, Jiang Yisheng had always been frail, even a minor cold often ending in a persistent high fever or worse consequences.

Yesterday, after returning from going out, Jiang Yisheng had bruises on his forehead and was injured all over from a fall, and he also got caught in the rain, scaring everyone at home. When asked what happened, he merely said he accidentally tripped.

Later that night, he began to run a high fever that wouldn’t subside.

Given his special constitution, the doctors didn’t dare to use medication recklessly, lest they trigger side effects. Even an antipyretic injection had no effect.

Ye Jiuliang checked Jiang Yisheng’s pulse briefly.

She frowned and turned to look at Li Mochan, "Moh, is there a place to get Chinese medicinal herbs here?"

"Write it down, and I’ll have someone fetch it," Li Mochan said as he handed her paper and a pen.

Ye Jiuliang took the paper and pen, placed the paper on the bedside table, and began to write while bending over.

Her rapid writing left the onlookers dazzled.

"Alright, collect the herbs according to this prescription, then brew a bowl of it as instructed and bring it here," she ordered.

Li Mochan took the prescription and quickly left.