CH 2

Ye Canglan’s coughing gradually stopped, every time he breathed there was a little rale, obviously the lung problem was very serious.

What exactly happened to him was not mentioned in the book.

According to Fu Nianchi’s understanding, the deadly lung disease that ancient people suffered from was usually phthisis, which is commonly known as tuberculosis.

This thing is contagious.

After all, Ye Canglan is a god, he can kick his legs back to life and ascend to the sky after dying of illness, but he is just a mortal. If he also gets infected, wouldn’t he only have to die?

The more Fu Nianchi thought about it, the more he felt that it was too difficult for him to live a stable life.

Oh well.

He sighed silently.

Lying on marriage’s bed is really boring, Fu Nianchi can only recall the content of the original book to pass the time.

When he learned that he was going to marry King Zhao, the arrogant fourth young master of the Fu family only quarreled for a while, and then miraculously calmed down under the persuasion of his family.

Who doesn’t know that King Zhao is the best brother of the Holy One today, and if he offered to congratulate King Zhao, he would be able to win the favor of the Holy One to the maximum extent, and it is certain that the Fu family will be promoted and make a fortune.

What’s more, King Zhao is so sick that he must not even have the ability to have intercourse, so there is no need to worry about the risk of losing his virginity.

Not only can he obtain the honorable status of Princess Zhao, but when Ye Canglan dies, he can find another place, which is a great thing with no harm.

That’s why Fourth Young Master Fu in the original book was so rampant.

Although Fu Nianchi always felt that there was something wrong with the logic of the plot, but the cool articles on the Internet more or less could not withstand careful scrutiny.

But now that he has become a cannon fodder that was wiped out by Cyclops, he has to think over and over again.

Fu Nianchi thought wildly for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more energetic he became.

Compared with a normal wedding, the celebration process is shorter, the wedding banquet is omitted, and the sky is still bright outside.

Fu Nianchi waited patiently for more than 20 minutes, listening to Ye Canglan’s breathing slowly and steadily, becoming longer, tentatively leaning forward to look quietly.

The young man was dressed in red, his ink-like hair hung down, and a few strands brushed around his neck, making him look even more slender and fair.

When he first wore it, Fu Nianchi was not used to his long hair, but now he is slowly getting used to it.

Ye Canglan’s eyes were slightly closed, his chest rose and fell slowly with his breathing, as if he had fallen asleep.

People with poor health are more likely to be tired and lethargic.

Fu Nianchi couldn’t help but get closer, and looked carefully at the young man in front of him. Just now, he was afraid of offending Ye Canglan, so he didn’t have time to take a closer look.

The bridge of the nose is high, the lips are thin and dull, and the brows are slightly wrinkled due to pain, forming a spring mountain.

He was wearing the same bright red wedding dress, his face was even paler and haggard, but it was still pleasing to the eye.

Hmm… It is indeed what a male protagonist should look like.

Fu Nianchi is not a cultural person, so I can’t find more words to describe it, but it’s pretty good anyway.

When he gets rid of this disease, he should look cold and out of the dust, with relaxed eyebrows and eyes.

Fu Nianchi knew that he should go in that direction to make up his mind, after all, the young man in front of him is a fairy.

But he couldn’t forget Cyclops, Spiral Ascension and Hallelujah at all, and Fu Nianchi couldn’t look straight at Ye Canglan with normal eyes anymore.

Author, you have done a lot of harm!

Just as Fu Nianchi was looking at Ye Canglan and thinking wildly, those dark black eyes opened without warning.

The four eyes are facing each other.

Fu Nianchi shivered in fright.

Ye Canglan also trembled.

Fu Nianchi clearly saw a flash of panic in Ye Canglan’s eyes.

He was pretty sure he was right.

What’s going on here?

A question mark slowly appeared on the top of Fu Nianchi’s head.

It’s just that he didn’t care to think about it, it’s embarrassing getting caught peeking, not to mention that they were lying on the bed together.

In desperation, Fu Nianchi could only show a shy smile.

Pretend to want to know more about the newlyweds, but are too embarrassed to speak, so they can only watch secretly.

Faced with this curiosity of wanting to get close to him, Ye Canglan shouldn’t be angry, right?

Fu Nianchi felt that he had made an almost perfect response, but Ye Canglan was really distracted by his smile, and was dazed imperceptibly.

No need to say anything, just lie down again.

He lay down contentedly—

But he was surprised that his shoulders suddenly sank, and the entire wedding clothes was torn off, exposing the entire shoulder.

In an instant, half of the body was chilly, and I could feel the temperature in the twelfth lunar month sky.

Ye Canglan’s arm held down Fu Nianchi’s clothes.

Both of them stared blankly.

The clothes were ripped off suddenly, it was obviously a bit cold, the young man shrank his whole body, as if he wanted to get back into the wedding clothes again.

A large piece of lustrous porcelain white is exposed in front of the eyes, and I just want people to reach out and touch it to confirm whether it is as delicate as imagined.

From Ye Canglan’s point of view, you can still see a faint pink, like a plum blossom in the snow.

The disheveled young man bit his lower lip in panic, his eyes showed a bit of helplessness.

In anyone’s eyes, it is a scene where you can’t help but slow down your breathing.

Ye Canglan also—

No! He is not!

Ye Canglan seemed to have thought of something suddenly, his eyes instantly became clear, he picked up the quilt beside him without saying a word, and wrapped Fu Nianchi in it.

“It’s cold, be careful of catching a cold.”

Ye Canglan’s hoarse voice entered Fu Nianchi’s ears.

The fabric of the scarlet quilt is smooth, soft and warm, as if trapped in a pile of cotton, and there are two mandarin ducks crossing their necks embroidered with gold thread.

Fu Nianchi blinked.

It’s not cold anymore.

But the situation seems to be running wildly in a more suffocating direction.

The bridal chamber was extremely quiet, and Fu Nianchi could even hear his own heartbeat clearly.

Seeing Ye Canglan’s attitude towards him, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have found a way to survive.

After all, Ye Canglan is also the protagonist of Shuangwen1 Novel, and should have many characteristics of those Long Aotians2.

He just needs to play the role of Princess Zhao well and try to pretend to be weak and considerate.

Isn’t Long Aotian male protagonist likes this the most?

Fu Nianchi breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s a pity that he only felt relieved for a short time. He only heard a “grunt” and his unsatisfied stomach made strange noises.

Fu Nianchi: “…”

Fu Nianchi was stuffed into the wedding sedan early in the morning, and he only had a few bites of foods before leaving. Now that it’s been a long time, he should be hungry.

Facing the embarrassing situation, Fu Nianchi decided to pretend nothing happened, just because he was hungry? He can bear it.

A few minutes later, there was another deafening “grunt” that resounded throughout the bridal chamber.

But this time it didn’t come from Fu Nianchi.

Ye Canglan: “…”

His Royal Highness King Zhao secretly tightened his hands, and he was about to pick up the small piece of bed sheet.

A negative effect called “hunger” shrouded the heads of the newlyweds.

Before the stomachs of the two of them started playing together, Ye Canglan said again:

“I… this king is going to ask someone to pass the meal.”

As Ye Canglan said, he was about to struggle to get up.

Fu Nianchi hurriedly said, “I… I’ll just go.”

He also wanted to call himself a self-proclaimed princess, but he didn’t know what princess should he called himself.

It’s too strange to call himself a princess like others, but he is a male princess.

Fu Nianchi lifted the quilt and came to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw two maidservants standing outside.

Even though he knew that it was normal operation for a big family to have people waiting outside the door at any time, Fu Nianchi couldn’t help but wonder if there was any movement in the house, wouldn’t they be able to hear it clearly.

“Let’s eat.” Fu Nianchi said softly.

“Yes.” The maid left immediately.

The snow was still falling, and it was swept into the bridal chamber by the wind.

Fu Nianchi hurriedly closed the door, so as not to cause Ye Canglan to catch the cold again.

After a while, the maidservant brought the food into the room, with more than a dozen white jade bowls and plates, meat and vegetable soups, steaming hot.

Fu Nianchi didn’t bother to eat first, he picked up the porridge that was obviously prepared for Ye Canglan, put some side dishes in it, came to the bed and sat down.

“Husband.”

Fu Nianchi was ready to feed Ye Canglan with his own hands.

Facing those slightly curved eyebrows, Ye Canglan trembled imperceptibly.

His pale lips parted slightly, but he didn’t say anything after all, he stood up with difficulty and leaned against the head of the bed.

Fu Nianchi took a spoonful of porridge, blew it lightly a few times, and brought it to Ye Canglan’s lips.

He is familiar with feeding people. Fu Nianchi’s sister has a one-year-old child. Sometimes his sister and her husband are busy with work, and Fu Nianchi will help take care of them and feed the child some supplementary food.

Ye Canglan opened his lips and drank the porridge.

Neither of them spokes, and the bowl of porridge was slowly eaten up.

After feeding the last mouthful, Fu Nianchi habitually scraped the spoon on Ye Canglan’s chin——

By the time he realized what he had done, it was too late.

Ye Canglan’s originally clean chin was stained with wet traces from a spoon.

Fu Nianchi: “…”

Ye Canglan: “…”

Shit! I subconsciously fed it the way I would feed a child!

Fu Nianchi hurriedly put down the bowl, took the handkerchief and wiped Ye Canglan’s mouth.

Ye Canglan’s expression was a bit strange.

Fu Nianchi bit the bullet and pretended not to see it.

As long as he acts innocent enough, it has nothing to do with him.

“Do you want to eat more?” Fu Nianchi asked softly.

“That’s enough, you should go ahead and eat.” Ye Canglan said hoarsely.

According to the standards of an adult man, this appetite is indeed too small, but Ye Canglan is a patient, and it is normal for him to lose his appetite.

Fu Nianchi didn’t care about him anymore, he sat alone at the table, with his back to Ye Canglan, and began to solve the delicious dishes on the table.

But he never saw Ye Canglan behind him, swallowing a few times calmly.

After being hungry for so long, I can finally have a good meal.

Based on the principle of not being wasted, Fu Nianchi gobbled it all.

… He felt full.

He rubbed his stomach calmly and narrowed his eyes contentedly.

The wine was still on the table, Fu Nianchi was curious after all, so he secretly poured a glass and tasted it for a while.

Tasty.

After eating and drinking enough, Fu Nianchi called the maid to come in and wash her mouth and wash her hands according to the rules of a rich family.

Little did he know that Ye Canglan watched the empty dishes being taken away, and his Adam’s apple slid up and down again due to the movement of swallowing.

He pressed one hand on his stomach and pressed down hard, as if he could withstand the strange feeling by pressing it.