Chapter 1371: Good News and Bad News
Zhi’er couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
She walked over to the table and took out some paper and a pen: "I’ll write a prescription for Sister Jiang Ying; just follow it, and you’ll be fine."
"You need to take good care for a while."
Prince Qing nodded continuously: "During this time, Jiang Ying will stay at my residence. I plan to push aside all affairs to focus on taking care of him."
Zhi’er’s dark eyes shifted as she smiled: "Uncle, you’d better go to the palace tomorrow and inform my father."
"Since he’s in a good mood recently, there’s a chance he’ll agree to anything you say!"
Prince Qing knew it was because of the return of his second sister-in-law, and promptly nodded: "Alright! I’ll remember."
After finishing the prescription, Prince Qing took a look at it and handed it to Feng Fuce.
"Marquis Wan, please send someone to get the medicine."
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Zhi’er, and then asked Prince Qing: "Why me?"
Prince Qing explained: "It’s such a hard wait for Jiang Ying to come back, and now she’s so weak. I don’t want to leave her casually."
"So, I must trouble you, Marquis."
For Jiang Ying’s sake, Prince Qing’s tone was particularly courteous.
Zhi’er pouted at Feng Fuce: "Go on, Brother Fu Ce, help Uncle."
Feng Fuce took the prescription and followed with a sentence: "Alright, help Uncle."
With that, he turned and left.
Prince Qing stared blankly behind him for a moment before smiling: "This Marquis Wan is too polite, even calling me Uncle."
At that moment, Jiang Ying let out a sleepy whimper.
Zhi’er and Prince Qing quickly walked over to the bedside.
"Sister Jiang Ying, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere now?"
Jiang Ying shook her head: "Just too tired, but I’m afraid to sleep."
She looked at Prince Qing: "I’m afraid if I fall asleep, I’ll wake up again on the other side."
Prince Qing hurriedly grasped her hand: "Don’t be afraid, wherever you go, I’ll follow."
Zhi’er reached out and took a card from Jiang Ying’s patient outfit.
On it was written Jiang Ying’er’s name and her actual date of birth.
March 3, 1993.
Even though Zhi’er was curious about the year, she didn’t ask much and quickly calculated something.
She breathed a sigh of relief: "A piece of good news and a piece of bad news, which do you want to hear?"
Prince Qing: "Good news!"
Jiang Ying: "Bad news!"
They both spoke simultaneously.
Finally, they exchanged a glance, and Prince Qing said: "Let’s hear hers first."
Zhi’er nodded: "The bad news is, these birth dates suggest she passed away."
Jiang Ying and Prince Qing both inhaled sharply.
"So am I... a ghost now?" Jiang Ying was about to cry.
Zhi’er shook her head.
She smiled cheerfully and said: "The good news is, although the you in that world has passed away."
"However, you have truly returned here, hmm, it might be a bit hard to understand."
"Simply put, as long as you’re here, I can keep you alive!"
"But, Sister Jiang Ying needs to bid farewell to that side!"
Jiang Ying remembered.
She was a bit worried: "Since my body has also come over, does that mean I’ve gone missing on that side?"
"Zhi’er, is there any way I can say one last thing to them?"
"Our welfare home’s old director has always taken care of me growing up; I want to say goodbye to her."
Zhi’er nodded cheerfully: "That’s simple."
"Has Sister Jiang Ying ever heard of the term ’appear in a dream’?"
"As long as you sleep well, you can say a proper goodbye."