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

The Earl's Mansion of Cheng'an.

Xiahou Yi, who came uninvited, followed Ning Zishu into the yard of his fiancé, and met Cheng Anbo and the old lady on the same day.

The former promised great profits, and the latter showed his sincerity.

He almost wore out his lips by talking, and finally persuaded the two elders to agree to the marriage, but the wedding banquet had to be held in their earl's mansion.

The old lady also made a lot of other requests.

Because he was eager to get married, he did everything the old lady asked. If a little compromise could get him married sooner, then he would agree to it, after all, he would be the one who got the advantage.

He should have returned to the Taifu Mansion after discussing the marriage, but the longing that had accumulated over the past few months made him reluctant to leave, so he followed Ning Zishu back to the courtyard.

Ning Zishu stared helplessly at the handsome man following behind him, his voice as clear as water, "Xiahou Yi, isn't it time for you to go back home?"

Xiahou Yi was not at all shy and stuck to her fiancé, who was going to get married next month. She took the young man's hand and sat on the stool in the room.

"Zishu, we haven't seen each other for months. Don't you want me to stay for a few more days?"

He rubbed the other's slender fingers and looked into those eyes that were as clear as autumn water.

"I missed you so much. I thought about you every day during the days when I was fighting with the King of Yudong."

Ning Zishu said gently, "I'll ask the maid to clean up the room next door. If you want to live in the mansion, just move in."

Xiahou Yi sighed sadly, "Zishu is actually going to kick me out of the room?"

"Forget it. I know I am not pleasing to you, and I cannot even live in your house..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and sighed, like a poor man who was hated by his fiancé.

Ning Zishu: Oh, you’re acting pitiful again.

Although he knew that the other party was pretending to be pitiful, he couldn't help but soften his heart and keep Xiahou Yi when he saw his self-pitying look.

"That's not what I meant. Please stay."

Xiahou Yi raised the corners of his lips slightly, and when he looked up again, there was a smile in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

"I knew Zishu liked me the most."

He looked at Ning Zishu with a smile, and the emotions in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

"Zishu, I'll take you to visit my house someday, so you won't forget your home in the future."

Ning Zishu nodded slightly, "Okay."

Xiahou Yi lowered his eyes and looked at Ning Zishu's clean ten fingers, suppressing the sadness in his heart and asked: "Don't you like the ring I gave you?"

Ning Zishu took back his hand, "No. I injured my hand when I was fighting the rebels in Quyang County, so it's not convenient for me to wear a ring."

Xiahou Yi's heart trembled, "Zishu, I see that you can go out to listen to the opera today. Are all your injuries healed?"

As he spoke, he was about to take off Ning Zishu's clothes, as if he wanted to see his injuries.

Ning Zishu quickly grabbed his collar and stopped Xiahou Yi's hand from taking off his clothes.

"I'm fine now..."

"But after all, the injury is serious, so the court doctor told me to take good care of myself first."

Xiahou Yi stared at Ning Zishu's chest with concern. When he first met him, there was a fatal wound piercing his chest.

"Is your chest wound healed?"

Ning Zishu lowered his eyes slightly, "Everything is fine."

His system was afraid that this body would collapse, so it used this kind of potion and that kind of prop, and finally saved his broken body, preventing him from becoming a sickly person unable to get out of bed.

Xiahou Yi frowned, still not quite reassured.

"Tomorrow I will ask His Majesty to send a royal physician to the palace to check on your health!"

Ning Zishu said slowly: "It's up to you."

Only by completely calming Xiahou Yi's heart will the other party not treat him like a fragile jade object in the future, preventing him from doing anything.

After all, as an official, he must serve the people and let the people of Wei live a good life.

He doesn't want to be protected by the people around him forever.

Xiahou Yi took Ning Zishu's hand again and stroked the faint scar between the young man's fingers.

"Didn't I send you a lot of scar removal cream a few days ago? Why don't you use it? Is it because the scar removal cream is not effective?"

Ning Zishu sighed, "I'm not a coquettish girl, why would I need to use any scar removal cream? Besides, these scars are not big."

Xiahou Yi said in a deep voice: "Who said that only girls can use scar removal cream!"

"Mr. Zi is so handsome. If he gets a scar, it will be like a flaw on his white jade." His expression changed instantly, from dark clouds to bright sunshine, and he looked at the young man in front of him with a smile on his face.

His fiancé was extremely brave and talented in literature, so how could he be criticized for having a scar?

His Zishu is the best person in the world!

Ning Zishu said helplessly: "You are so nagging. Why do you have to worry about such a small matter? Aren't you busy enough with the official duties of the court?"

Xiahou Yi squeezed Ning Zishu's hand and said, "Everything about you is a big deal to me."

"I will personally watch you apply the medicine in the future."

Ning Zishu glanced at the other person indifferently and did not say anything to refuse.

"If you don't mind the trouble, I'll do as you please."