Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

When Aunt Bai felt that kneeling for more than ten hours was enough, she ran to the ancestral hall to check on her son and found that he had indeed fainted.

"Someone come quick! Someone go find a doctor! The second young master has fainted!" Aunt Bai cried out anxiously.

Sitting in the main courtyard, Madam Chen raised an eyebrow when she heard the nanny report: "She fainted again? This time she fainted earlier than usual."

Aunt Bai fainted as soon as she arrived; it was the first time she had ever done so.

"Reporting to Madam, I heard that when the Second Young Master went to the ancestral hall last night, he tripped and fell for no reason, and had abrasions on his hands and arms. In the middle of the night, the window of the ancestral hall was opened for some reason, and the cold wind blew all night, causing him to develop a high fever and he has not woken up yet." The nanny dared not lie.

Upon hearing this, Madam Chen felt relieved. The Marquis was usually soft-hearted towards the children, and since Feng Yuluo had fainted, he naturally couldn't be punished.

The old woman withdrew, and the doctor who had finished taking Feng Yun's pulse went into the room to report to Madam Chen.

"The young master's pulse is strangely good."

"What's going on?" Chen frowned as she listened.

"The young master is recovering very quickly, but the medicine he is taking is all mild and nourishing."

This is not normal.

“Mother, perhaps it is the gods and Buddhas who have appeared and protected my younger brother. Back then, all the doctors and physicians in the capital said they couldn’t save him, but after the wedding to ward off bad luck, didn’t Ziyuan wake up?” Feng Yunyan quickly took her mother’s hand and comforted her when she saw her mother starting to panic again.

Only then did Chen react.

Many doctors and physicians came to help, and even the imperial physicians advised them to start preparing for their funeral.

But they still prayed at the temple, and the marriage really did wake up their youngest son.

"Yes, it must be a divine intervention! Our Yun'er will be blessed with good fortune from now on!" Madam Chen held Feng Yunyan's hand, her eyes filled with joy and hope.

After comforting her mother, Feng Yunyan instructed the doctor, "I will also trouble you to take care of my younger brother's health."

The doctor should step down.

When Feng Yun woke up, it was already 11:00 AM.

The bed curtains completely covered Feng Yun, making the inside of the bed curtains very dark.

Sheng Yuan was no longer beside him; his head was resting on Sheng Yuan's pillow, and he was holding what Sheng Yuan had given him when he got up.

"Suiyun, what time is it?"

Upon hearing her young master's voice, Sui Yun quickly approached.

"Reporting to Young Master, it is already past 9 AM." Seeing him sit up, Sui Yun quickly handed him his outer robe. "Would Young Master like to get up?"

"Get up."

Feng Yun was a little hungry.

Suiyun ordered someone to come in and serve Fengyun as she washed up.

Feng Yun ate a simple breakfast and drank a whole bowl of medicine under Sui Yun's watchful eye.

Without having to go out, Feng Yun didn't tie her hair up. She wore a light green, wide-sleeved brocade robe, which made her look gentle and refined, yet also a little lazy.

Sitting on the soft couch by the window, on a whim, I asked Suiyun to fetch paper and pen.

The boy, with his hair hanging down, sat by the window, sketching the scene outside. The spring sunshine was warm on him, and the cherry blossoms on the tree swayed and danced in the breeze. Under the cherry blossom tree was a stream and a small bridge, giving a sense of leisurely time.

Sui Yun was waiting to the side. When he saw Sheng Yuan arrive, he prepared to bow, but Sheng Yuan waved his hand and retreated in understanding.

Sheng Yuan approached the soft couch, wrapped his arms around Feng Yun's waist from behind, and pressed his entire body against him.

Feng Yun was focused on painting when he felt the strength in his waist and the warmth on his back. He turned his head and met Sheng Yuan's smiling eyes.

"You're back!"

"Yes, you're back." Sheng Yuan reached out and touched his cheek, asking, "When did you wake up?"

"It's exactly 9:00 AM." Feng Yun was already used to Sheng Yuan touching his cheeks.

Sheng Yuan nodded, then turned to look at Feng Yun's painting, which was clearly a view of the scenery outside the window, except that it included two people embracing each other.

Thinking back to the scene from the day before yesterday, I knew what he was drawing.

Feng Yunjian looked at the painting, then at the scenery outside the window, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote a passage on the side.

Sheng Yuan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw what Feng Yun had written.

Feng Yun wrote down everything Sheng Yuan had promised him, and the title was "Guarantee".

"Don't laugh, sign and put your fingerprint on it right now!"

Seeing him smile, Feng Yun felt somewhat embarrassed and annoyed, and directly grabbed Sheng Yuan's hand, demanding that he sign and put his fingerprint on the last part of the guarantee.

"it is good."

Sheng Yuan held Feng Yun in his arms in that position, took the pen from his hand, and signed his name, "Sheng Yuan".

"The signature is wrong, it should be the name, the courtesy name is invalid."

Feng Yun saw that he had written the two characters "Sheng Yuan" and quickly pointed it out.

“That’s right, it’s Sheng Yuan.” Sheng Yuan turned his head and kissed his cheek. “I guarantee it will always work.”

"You mustn't be lewd in broad daylight!" Feng Yun reached out and touched the spot where he had been kissed, giving him a reproachful look.

Sheng Yuan put down his pen and pulled Feng Yun onto his lap.

"Ziyuan promised me a kiss yesterday, but we haven't done it yet. Why don't we make it up to him now?"

Feng Yun sat sideways on Sheng Yuan's lap, still in a daze. "Wait, I... um!"

Before Feng Yun could respond, Sheng Yuan lowered his head and kissed her.

Sheng Yuan held Feng Yun in his arms with one hand and supported the back of his head with the other, keeping his head still.

The touch of lips and teeth was a novel sensation that Feng Yun had never experienced before. She closed her eyes and unconsciously gripped Sheng Yuan's sleeve.

"Sweetheart, relax..." Sheng Yuan said, trying to calm him down when he saw he was nervous.

His breathy voice was rapid and slightly hoarse.

Feng Yun slowly became immersed in the movements of Sheng Yuan's lips and tongue, unconsciously humming a few times.

Sheng Yuan kissed Feng Yun until he was completely limp. He quickly tightened his arms and lifted him up a little. Feng Yun looked up and tried to respond.

Sheng Yuan released his lips, and both of them were breathing rapidly, especially Feng Yun.

Feng Yun lay in Sheng Yuan's arms, her face flushed, her lips swollen and slightly parted, her hands still clutching Sheng Yuan's sleeves, her whole body floating and limp.

Seeing his appearance, Sheng Yuan couldn't help but lower her head and gently peck his lips again and again.

"Hmm~ You... don't kiss me!" Feng Yun was so shy that she reached out to push Sheng Yuan away and buried her face in Sheng Yuan's chest.

Feng Yun was completely limp and had little strength in her hands. She pushed Sheng Yuan as if she was just being affectionate.

Actually, there was an uncontrollable smile on the small face buried in Sheng Yuan's chest.

"Young master, young master, lunch is ready. Would you like to eat?" Sui Yun reported.

Upon hearing Suiyun's voice, Shengyuan felt the person in his arms stiffen.

"Let's have a meal," a voice called from afar.

After hearing the reply, Suiyun withdrew.

"I've already said we shouldn't be lewd in broad daylight. What if someone sees us?" Feng Yun complained from afar.

"We're a proper married couple, and we're in our own home. What can people do if they see us?" Sheng Yuan said dismissively, picking up Feng Yun and heading to the dining table.

Feng Yun wasn't as thick-skinned as Sheng Yuan, but he couldn't resist Sheng Yuan's physique, so he could only lean against Sheng Yuan's chest.

Feng Yun's compromise emboldened Sheng Yuan, who didn't put him down even when they reached the dining table.

The young maids and servants blushed and lowered their heads, not daring to look, while the older nannies just chuckled to themselves.

Sheng Yuan dismissed all the servants.

Feng Yun's face turned red to the roots of his ears, but Sheng Yuan acted as if nothing had happened, putting food to Feng Yun's mouth and feeding him.

Feng Yun eats whatever Sheng Yuan feeds him.

The two of them finished their lunch, taking turns eating, and then went back to bed for a nap.

When Feng Yun woke up, Sheng Yuan had already gone to the front courtyard school.

When Feng Yun woke up, she was feeling lazy and snuggled up to Sheng Yuan's pillow.

Since sleeping with Sheng Yuan, Feng Yun has basically never used the pillow on his side. Feng Yun usually sleeps with his head on Sheng Yuan's shoulder, and Sheng Yuan will help him put his head on the pillow after he gets up.

Lying alone in bed, Feng Yun couldn't help but recall the kiss she shared with Sheng Yuan at noon.

He really liked this feeling, but he didn't know about consummating the marriage...

Feng Yun realized what was happening and patted his cheeks with both hands.

"Don't think about it, don't think about it, it's so shameless..."

He muttered to himself.