Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

In the main house.

Xiahou Yi pinched the young man's slightly stiff shoulders, his dark eyes filled with affection.

"Leave your family to me. I will come to propose marriage after I have wiped out the Prince of Yudong and his accomplices. Please ask Cheng Anbo to let me take care of you."

"...I have a house and private property in Gaoling City. I will not treat you unfairly when we marry in the future. You will definitely not make a mistake in choosing me."

Ning Zishu looked at Xiahou Yi in surprise, expressing his admiration for his astonishing remarks.

When did the reserved and introverted ancient scholars begin to speak of love and discuss marriage so frankly?

He paused for a while and said, "Master Taifu..."

The young man just shouted and before he could say anything more, Xiahou Yi raised his hand and pressed it against his lips.

"Don't call me that, just call me by my name." Xiahou Yi looked at Ning Zishu expectantly, his eyes filled with the innocence of first love.

"My name is Xiahou Yi, and I'm six years older than you."

Ning Zishu opened his lips slightly, "Xiahou Yi, what you said is too shocking."

Xiahou Yi grabbed Ning Zishu's hand and said, "Zishu, if you are worried that the world will not tolerate this marriage, I will use my merits to ask for an imperial decree to grant the marriage. Then no one will dare to say anything."

"You..." Ning Zishu wanted to raise his hand to push him away, but he was powerless.

"When did I ever agree to marry you?"

Some things need to be done slowly, step by step, rather than skipping all the steps and getting to the end.

Xiahou Yi frowned, "Why not?"

Could it be that he was not sincere enough, so Ning Zishu was unwilling to marry him?

Ning Zishu rubbed his forehead and sighed, "Don't you know the principle of mutual affection? I have only known you for a few days, and we are not familiar enough to talk about marriage."

Originally, if Xiahou Yi had mentioned this matter later, he would have agreed to the marriage, but it was too early for Xiahou Yi to say it now.

Now that he is bedridden, and Xiahou Yi has to go north to eliminate the rebels including the Prince of Yudong, it is too inappropriate for them to talk about marriage at this time.

"We weren't familiar with each other before, but we are familiar with each other now." Xiahou Yi held Ning Zishu's hand and gently rubbed the other's slightly furrowed brows.

"I like you, and you will fall in love with me sooner or later. It's only a matter of time before we fall in love with each other."

"I am only bringing it up in advance now."

Ning Zishu coughed softly, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."

He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and had no mood to argue with the other party. He just wanted to lie down on the bed and have a good sleep.

Xiahou Yi ignored Ning Zishu's words to send him away and continued to sit on the edge of the bed holding the young man.

"Zishu is kind-hearted, why don't you let me stay for one night?"

Ning Zishu frowned and stared at Xiahou Yi, as if he wanted to see how thick-skinned the other person was.

"...I'm really curious about how you can say such shameless words."

The young man's voice was soft, yet hoarse from illness, attracting the attention of others for no reason.

Xiahou Yi was scolded by Ning Zishu for being shameless to his face, but he just smiled indifferently.

"Zishu, everything I said to you is from the heart." He pulled the quilt on Ning Zishu's body, "I am willing to warm the bed for Lord Ning tonight, and I hope Lord Ning will not let me down."

Ning Zishu: “…”

Who asked you to warm my bed?

It's still autumn and not winter yet, so there's no need for Xiahou Yi to warm the bed!

Xiahou Yi leaned forward and kissed the young man, then hugged Ning Zishu without giving him any room to refuse.

"Zishu, if you don't say anything I'll take that as your consent. I'll stay here tonight."

He smiled as he spoke, "We will discuss our marriage after we put down the rebellion. You can go back to Gaoling City with Madam Song and wait for me."

After he resolved the rebellion of Prince Yudong, he returned to Gaoling City and married Ning Zishu after he recovered from his injuries.

He will definitely get this handsome and elegant celebrity.

Ning Zishu slowly turned his head and stared at the quilt embroidered with lotus flowers without being bothered.

Xiahou Yi took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and happily lay down with Ning Zishu in his arms.

Ning Zishu, who was weak, was extremely exhausted. He leaned against the man's chest and breathed weakly, his soft waist was held tightly by Xiahou Yi.

He felt lazy and listless, and his eyes, which were filled with soft light, slowly closed.

Xiahou Yi lowered his eyes and looked at him in a trance, like a scholar bewitched by a fox demon.

The desire that was surging in her heart could not be stopped, but when she saw the young man's tired face, she suppressed her emotions and gently coaxed him to sleep.

"Zishu, go to sleep. I'll stay with you."