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Xu Miao reached out and lifted a corner of the curtain of the flower sedan, then lowered his voice to ask Mrs. Yang outside, "Mother Yang, the young master is here to pick up his bride. Is he in good health?"

Mrs. Yang and Chun'er followed on either side of the sedan chair.

Mrs. Yang also lowered her voice and replied, "Don't worry, bride. This morning, Madam asked the imperial physician to seal the young master's acupuncture points. The imperial physician said that the young master can hold his cough for an hour."

"Is it okay for the young master to come and pick up the bride on horseback?"

"Don't worry, bride. The young master has a guard behind him. The guards on both sides are also sent by the Duke. The ceremony will be a little faster, so please don't blame me."

Hearing this, Xu Miao lowered the curtains, squeezed the apple in his hand tightly, and said to himself: Madam Dingguo, just for today, I, Xu Miao, will also cure your young master.

Zhou Jiyuan, the young master of the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion, was riding on horseback with a pout and a gloomy face. The person holding him from behind was Uncle Lin, the leader of his father's guards.

Uncle Lin hugged him and told him to smile.

Bah, he's not laughing. What's so funny?

If his mother hadn't been crying every day in recent days, making him upset, he wouldn't have agreed to get married. He didn't even understand what marriage was.

In the morning, he was forced to wear this red clothes, and now he was riding on a horse like a red monkey for others to see.

Oh, how embarrassing! Zhou Jiyuan wanted to cover his face with his hands when he thought of this.

If Uncle Lin hadn't been holding him from behind, he would have wanted to jump off his horse and run away. And you still want him to laugh? Dream on!

So far, Zhou Jiyuan felt that the only benefit of getting married was that he had not coughed since morning until now.

Although it was a little painful when the imperial physician sealed his acupuncture points, it was nothing compared to the endless coughing every day.

He finally had a chance to breathe normally, but now when he breathed hard, his chest felt painful. This damn cough.

In order to complete the ceremony within an hour, the wedding procession quickly arrived at the gate of Duke Dingguo's mansion. The rest of the ceremony was also completed quickly.

After a while, Xu Miao was sent to the new house in the backyard.

Entering the bridal chamber, Xu Miao did not think that the groom would be able to lift the veil for her. As soon as she entered the room, Xu Miao reached out and pulled off the veil on her head.

She knew Zhou Jiyuan was in the room, and she was eager to see this child who was suffering from illness.

When Xu Miao lifted the veil, he saw a little boy wearing a bright red wedding dress, lying sickly on the bed.

Although Xu Miao knew that Zhou Jiyuan was thirteen years old, he didn't expect him to be so young.

He looked like a child of about ten. Tortured by illness for so long, Zhou Jiyuan was so thin that not a trace of flesh could be seen. His skinny body could barely support his clothes, and his palm-sized face was abnormally flushed. He was staring at her with a pair of dark eyes, which were full of venom.

"It's you, bad woman, who made me sit on the horse like a monkey in front of others. It's so embarrassing! My mother even said you could cure me?"

"But you don't look like a healer to me. You're probably a liar. You only know how to coax my simple-minded mother."

"You are attracted by our family background and are trying so hard to get in. If you dare to lie to my mother, I will be the first to kill you."

Zhou Jiyuan was a little excited after saying several words at once. As soon as he finished speaking, he lay there and started coughing violently.

Before Xu Miao could even say a word, he saw Zhou Jiyuan curled up on the bed, coughing. He hurried over, sat down beside the bed, and patted his back.

After a while, Zhou Jiyuan finally stopped coughing and took a deep breath, but his mouth was full of blood, and the bed was covered with spots of blood he had coughed up.

Xu Miao stood up and walked quickly to the table, reaching out to touch the teapot on the table. The teapot was filled with warm water, just the right temperature.

Xu Miao picked up the teacup and poured a glass of water, then walked back, helped Zhou Jiyuan up, and handed the teacup to his mouth.

"Come on, young master, drink some water and rinse your mouth first. Don't be angry yet. When you stop coughing, you'll have plenty of time to irritate me."

Zhou Jiyuan glared at Xu Miao, took a sip from the teacup Xu Miao handed over, and gargled with it in his mouth.

He didn't want to get angry, but he couldn't help it. He didn't want to drink the water the woman handed him, but there was no one else in the room. His mouth was full of the fishy smell of blood, and it was so uncomfortable if he didn't rinse it out.

After Zhou Jiyuan finished rinsing his mouth, Xu Miao quickly handed the spittoon on the ground to him and watched him spit the water into the spittoon.

Zhou Jiyuan rinsed his mouth several times before he felt the fishy smell in his mouth was a little less.

"Wait, I'll pour you another cup of tea. Let's drink it this time, okay?"

Xu Miao smiled at Zhou Jiyuan, who had regained some strength. He was just a whiny child who needed to be coaxed. Xu Miao treated him like a younger brother.

Xu Miao walked to the table with his back to Zhou Jiyuan, his wide sleeves blocking Zhou Jiyuan's sight.

Xu Miao bit his little finger hard. Ouch, it hurts!

Thin beads of blood immediately oozed out, and Xu Miao dripped two drops into the teacup. Fortunately, it was tea, so the blood droplets were immediately invisible.

I guess Zhou Jiyuan vomited a lot of blood, but he couldn't taste the blood in the tea.

Xu Miao picked up the teacup, handed it to Zhou Jiyuan's mouth with a smile, and tried to speak softly.

"Come on, young master. Let's drink it this time, okay? You've been coughing for a long time, and your throat must be dry. Come and have a glass of water to moisten it."

Xu Miao felt that he was laughing like Grandma Wolf, trying his best to trick Little Red Riding Hood.

Zhou Jiyuan groaned weakly and drank the whole glass of water obediently.

Xu Miao helped Zhou Jiyuan finish drinking the water, then reached out and carried him to the bed. The bedside was covered with spots of blood sprayed from Zhou Jiyuan, but the inside was better.

Zhou Jiyuan stiffened, his face abashed. Why did this damned woman just come up and hug him? Didn't she know that intimate contact between men and women was forbidden?

Xu Miao stood up and just put the cup away when he heard the Duke's wife's hurried voice asking questions from outside the door.

"Why are you all standing outside? Why don't you come in and serve the young master? Who's in the room? Xu Miao, I'm coming in."

The Duke's wife pushed the door open in a hurry. She had just been busy dealing with the guests who came to congratulate her and was unable to get away for the moment. She was worried to death.

That morning, when the imperial physician was sealing Zhou Jiyuan's acupuncture points, he told her that this was harmful to her health. The young master was already deficient in Qi and blood, and once the sealing period was up, his cough would become even more severe.

At that time, she gritted her teeth and held back her tears as she asked the imperial physician to seal her son's acupuncture points. She thought that if something happened to Zhou Jiyuan, he was a married man and would not let her send her son off with regrets.

Bah, bah, bah! Thinking of bad things on such a happy day is so unlucky. Xu Miao is a very lucky person, she will definitely be able to bless her son well. Besides, the more sincere your heart is, the more effective your blessing will be.

The Duke's Mansion didn't invite many guests; only their closest relatives came. After the ceremony, she hurriedly dealt with the matter at the front and then rushed to Zhou Jiyuan's courtyard.

She also wanted to see if Xu Miao could actually do it. She'd heard that at the general's mansion, the young general had started to improve within two days of Xu Miao's arrival. Hopefully, the Bodhisattva would bless her son to do the same.