Peaceful Farm Life
Chapter 1008 - 1009: The Next One to Die is Him...

Chapter 1008: Chapter 1009: The Next One to Die is Him...

Tobanya did not immediately enter Meng Zhuqing’s room; instead, she stood coldly and proudly at the doorway.

As soon as she heard Meng Zhuqing had contracted the plague, she came without any hesitation.

She was somewhat afraid of seeing Meng Zhuqing afflicted by the plague, yet she longed to see him.

In Nanshen City, people were dying every day. Perhaps the next to die would be him...

Then, in the remaining days, she should see him as much as possible.

If he were to die, she would indeed have no more worldly concerns.

At this thought, Tobanya closed her beautiful eyes; after a long while, she opened them again with an extremely calm expression.

Then, she went inside.

Meng Zhuqing was lying in bed. Hearing footsteps, he thought it was Qin Yi. However, when he saw it was Tobanya, he was startled and hastily said, "Commandery Princess, this general has contracted the plague, and it is very dangerous here. Please leave quickly. If something happens to you here, I cannot bear the responsibility!"

Meng Zhuqing was extremely nervous. He even wanted to get out of bed and kneel to beg Tobanya to leave his room immediately, but Tobanya was unmoved and even casually walked to the bedside.

Tobanya first stood by the bed for a long while and then moved a stool next to his bed, sitting down with an attitude that she wouldn’t leave.

Meng Zhuqing: "..."

This person really hadn’t spared him any worry ever. He had contracted the plague and was lying here, yet she still made him so anxious!

Meng Zhuqing grew even more anxious: "Commandery Princess, you—"

Before he could finish, Tobanya calmly started, "Last time you gave me a sachet. Perhaps you contracted the plague that day. You also avenged a deep blood feud for me. Now that you’ve contracted the plague, it’s my turn to take care of you as a way of repaying the favor."

Meng Zhuqing immediately said, "This general doesn’t need your repayment. All you need to do is leave quickly and never come back to this general’s room."

"You don’t need my repayment?"

"Yes!" Meng Zhuqing nodded vigorously, his expression begging her to leave quickly.

"But I feel guilty."

Meng Zhuqing paused, then urgently said, "Commandery Princess, you needn’t feel guilty. Anyone else would have done the same. Moreover, contracting the plague might not be related to me not carrying the sachet that day. Commandery princess, you really don’t need to—"

He had not finished speaking when Tobanya slowly and deliberately said, "My mind is made up."

Meng Zhuqing: "..."

"Commandery Princess, what is your status? How can you come to take care of a mere deputy general like me?" Meng Zhuqing continued to plead, hoping Tobanya would leave quickly.

"我的心已决." She still used those five words.

Meng Zhuqing still would not give up and kept pleading, even though he was almost weary from talking, but Tobanya still responded with the same phrase: "My mind is made up."

At last, Meng Zhuqing resigned himself; she was determined to take care of him.

But how could he possibly let her take care of him?!

His face had already turned ghostly, and now with the plague causing pustules, even he found himself disgusting. He didn’t even want to look at himself, so how could he possibly let her take care of him, always seeing him in this revolting condition.

Of course, most importantly, he was afraid of infecting her with the plague.

Thinking this way, Meng Zhuqing planned to get out of bed and run away. He wanted to hide in a place where she couldn’t take care of him.

But as soon as one foot stepped off the bed, he heard Tobanya start speaking slowly and deliberately again—