Chapter 1849 The Sickly Young Master's Beautiful Wife for Marriage 3

The next morning, the winter morning was cold and hazy.

At daybreak, servants came to Luochun Courtyard. Jinchen's personal servant Duoyu entered the inner courtyard and stood guard outside the wing room, feeling a little nervous.

The Taoist priest said that if the wedding is effective, it will take effect within three days at most. I don’t know when the young master will wake up.

Just then, Duoyu suddenly heard a few familiar coughs.

He raised his head in shock and asked another maid, "Did I hear it right? Was it the young master's voice?"

“Yes…it’s true!”

The maid Luying was also surprised and walked closer behind Duoyu who gently pushed open the door.

"Young Madam, are you ready to get up?"

Duoyu leaned over outside the curtain of the inner room and asked tentatively.

Lying on the bed, Jinchen yawned, knowing that Duoyu was asking about him.

He waited for a while and only spoke lazily after seeing Ye Yuci put on her outer robe.

"Duoyu, come in."

"Young Master! You are really awake!"

Duoyu rushed in at once, surprised and happy, with tears in his eyes.

God knows how many doctors have said that their young master will not wake up this time!

"Young Madam." Duoyu reacted belatedly, scratched his head and greeted Ye Yuci.

Ye Yuci nodded, and when she saw Jinchen extending his hand, she sat down on the edge of the bed uncomfortably and held his slightly cold fingertips.

Jinchen leaned on Ye Yuci's shoulder, very happy, and said in an excited tone: "Duoyu, you don't know, I have had a lot of dreams."

"Hey, what did the young master dream about?"

Duoyu wiped his face hard and asked expectantly.

"A lot, I don't remember it very well, but I saw Ah Ci in my dream, and there was a voice telling me to wake up quickly, and when I woke up Ah Ci was there too."

Jin Chen scratched Ye Yuci's palm with his fingertips, "That voice didn't lie to me."

Ye Yuci and Duoyu looked at Jinchen in surprise at the same time.

Duoyu was amazed at the mystery of the old Taoist priest. It turned out that it was really destiny that could pull people back from the brink of death.

Ye Yuci was also surprised, as she thought Jinchen was talking nonsense last night.

Then he thought again that since the young master was still alive and had explained "fate" in this way, even if the Jin family found out today that he was not Ye Zining, they might not be so angry anymore.

"Ah Ci, I'll go with you to pay my respects."

Ye Yuci nodded slightly, lowered her eyes respectfully, and helped Jinchen to stand up.

Duoyu was hesitant to speak, as she really wanted to persuade the young master to have a rest and not to go outside in the winter and catch a cold.

But it's really rare to see the young master so happy.

Luying held Duoyu's hand and shook his head to signal him not to stop her. The young master was born smart and was more clever than Bi Gan. He was openly supporting the young lady.

Green Shadow opened the curtain and said outside, "Qiu Yi, go get a fox fur coat, and ask the people in the main hall to light the stove."

"Take two."

Jinchen raised his hand to let Duoyu put on the outer robe, and did not forget to turn around and tell her, "Don't let Ah Ci get frozen."

Green Shadow couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, "Hey, Master is right, I will remember it from now on."

Ye Yuci paused slightly in her unfamiliar action of tying Jinchen's hair. Her eyelashes trembled and her eyes froze for a moment. After a moment, she returned to normal, but her hands moved even more lightly.

The fox fur coat was a bright black and white color. Jinchen held the white one and gave it to Ye Yuci. "Aci has a pure and elegant temperament. She looks good in moon white."

The cloak fell into his palm. Ye Yuci took a closer look. Just one piece of gorgeous clothing was enough to cover the Ye family's financial expenses for several months. It was really valuable.

When she looked up again, Duoyu had already put on a dark-black cloak for Jinchen. Her long hair was tied up in a jade crown. Her eyes were slightly raised, and her peach blossom eyes were bright and lively.

She was born with an air of arrogance and nobility, but the accumulated illness lingered on her brows over the years, making her look a little more fragile.

Ye Yuci stared at him for a moment, and Jinchen suddenly pulled his hand and held it, lowered his head and clasped his fingertips, feeling satisfied, "Aci, your hands are very warm."

"I don't want a heating pad anymore, can you just hold my hand like this?"

"Yes, husband."

Ye Yuci's deep phoenix eyes contained some tenderness, and naturally she did not refuse.

We have to make more plans while the young master is still alive.

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The maid was quick and brought the good news to the main hall in the front yard early. Qiao Yanpei was so excited that she didn't know what to do. Jin Jide had no appetite and sat at the dining table waiting for a long time.

"Mom, please stop crying. If Xiaochen comes later, he will be sad for no reason."

Although Jin Enxing advised like this, her eyes were red, and she just suppressed her excitement even more deeply.

"Oh, yes, Xing'er is right." Qiao Yanpei hurriedly wiped away her tears with a handkerchief, and in the next moment she heard footsteps coming from outside.

"Father, mother, and second brother."

Jinchen led Ye Yuci in, and as soon as they entered the warm room, they took off their cloak which was still cold, and looked at them with a smile.

"Chen'er! Damn Chen'er..."

Qiao Yanpei pulled Jinchen over and looked at him carefully, and Jin Enxing's attention was also all on Jinchen.

Only the introverted Jin Jide patted Jin Chen on the head, then frowned and glanced at Ye Yuci who was standing beside the screen.

"You're not Ye Zining?"

Hearing his father's words, Jin Enxing looked over in surprise and stood up alertly, "You are... who are you! Was it you who got married last night?"

As both of them are from noble families in Chuanze City, he and Ye Zining have met each other many times. How could he have made a mistake?

"Ah Ci."

Jinchen took two quick steps and held Ye Yuci's hand, not letting him kneel down. He looked at Jin Enxing with grievance, "Second brother, you scared my Ah Ci."

When I get better, I'll beat you up!

Jin Enxing: ???

"Who's yours?"

Before they could ask for his accusation, Jinchen told the story of their dream again.

Perhaps it was because of the rush of blood and the excitement, Jinchen just finished talking about fate and he began to cough softly while holding his heart. The rosy complexion caused by the hot air from the warm room disappeared and his face became extremely pale.

"Ah! Chen'er, don't get excited. Since the one who woke you up was... Ah Ci, mother guarantees that she will never let him have it. Sit down quickly."

Jinchen didn't have time to respond. He leaned on Ye Yuci's shoulder and coughed violently, as if something was blocking his throat and heart.

"Husband."

Ye Yuci spoke faster, showing a worry that she was not even aware of. She helped Jinchen sit down, bent her knees and half-knelt, then took the hot tea that Duoyu handed to her and put it against Jinchen's lips.

"No... cough cough cough... I'm not thirsty, Ah Ci, cough cough cough... hold me for a moment."

Jinchen pushed away the teacup and coughed until the corners of his eyes were red. His fingertips trembled as he climbed up Ye Yuci's shoulders. When Ye Yuci leaned over, he hugged her sideways and buried his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in a slightly rapid breath.

Ye Yuci's heart skipped a beat, and her hands froze in surprise. She slowly placed her hands on Jinchen's back to breathe, with a turbulent flow of emotions in her half-closed eyes.

Do you need me so much?

After just a few breaths, Jinchen's coughing stopped.

Jin Enxing looked at his father blankly, Jin Jide's eyes twitched and he left the decision to his wife. Qiao Yanpei saw the looks of her husband and second son and finally lowered her head with complicated feelings.

"Kid, what's your name? Are you also from the Ye family?" Qiao Yanpei's voice was gentle, making people less alert.

Ye Yuci maintained the posture of half hugging Jinchen, and faced the benefactor who, despite being filled with grief and anger in his previous life, still gave him the house and saved his life, and he smiled slightly with a bit of sadness.

"Madam Jin, my name is Ye Yuci. I am the second son of the third branch of the Ye family. I was born on the same day and month as my cousin Ye Zining from the first branch."