Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

After the meal, the court physician was invited to take the young master's pulse. The two court physicians took turns to congratulate the young master on his awakening. After all, he had been almost entirely relying on the medicine they prescribed since he was twelve years old.

"Wonderful!"

The old doctor stroked his beard excitedly, "Although the young master's previous poor health is still weak, he has finally survived the danger of death! This is really a great joy!"

"I will discuss with my disciples later and find a new house for the young master..."

Jinchen retracted her wrists into her sleeves, continued to hug Ye Yuci, and whispered, "Actually, I don't need to take medicine. I just need to spend more time with my husband."

As a result, he successfully received condemning looks from everyone in the room, including Ye Yuci.

Jinchen: "..."

Are you annoyed?

I told you but you don’t believe it!

Qiao Yanpei was worried about Jinchen, so after taking his pulse, he asked Ye Yuci to take him back to Luochunyuan to rest.

When we returned, it was just past two quarters past the hour of Si. The snow was falling even heavier, and the ground and walls were covered with a thick layer of snow. Only the blooming plum blossoms added a bit of pink.

Jinchen was wrapped in a dark-colored cloak, but fortunately he didn't look bulky due to his tall figure. He held Ye Yuci's hand tightly.

In the snow, from a distance they looked like a perfect match.

As soon as Jinchen entered the yard, he pulled Ye Yuci to stop and gave instructions to Duoyu who was following behind.

"Go get the purple gold auspicious beast incense burner that my eldest brother sent from the capital. Just put some borneol and mugwort in it. Don't put any other spices."

"I have been ill for these days, and the smell of medicine in the room is overwhelming."

"Hey, Master, please wait a moment. I'll go get it." Duoyu walked out a few steps and then turned back and said to Ye Yuci, "Madam, Master is feeling better now and likes to run around."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and ran away.

Jinchen looked at Ye Yuci seriously, "He is talking nonsense."

Ye Yuci: "Then let's go inside."

"No."

Jinchen hugged Ye Yuci, her frosty white skin was even more dazzling in the snow, and said lightly: "Aci, there are many wintersweets planted in the garden of my yard. It is best to see them on a snowy day. I will take you to see them."

Ye Yuci disagreed, her voice gentle but not soft. She lowered her eyes to look at him, her long, thick eyelashes casting a shadow under her eyes.

"Husband, the snow is too heavy. It won't be too late to wait until the snow stops."

He didn't want to look at the wintersweet. What mattered was that the young master was seriously ill again. This was related to his future status in the Jin family and he couldn't be careless.

Jinchen frowned and looked towards the garden.

I don't know what the guy who just flashed past was, and there shouldn't be anyone else in the yard.

"Ok."

Jinchen pretended to be dissatisfied, hugged Ye Yuci even tighter, and sighed.

"Ah Ci, you smell so good."

Ye Yuci's ears turned red, she had never heard such explicit praise before. She brushed away the snow that had fallen on Jinchen's shoulders.

"Okay, let's go in quickly, it's too cold outside."

There is a screen between the two houses, and the room is filled with heat. When there are not many fish, the incense burner is put in, which can refresh the mind and dispel the pathogenic air.

Jinchen was curled up in the chaise longue reading a book, and insisted on pulling Ye Yuci to sit next to him.

Of course, Ye Yuci was reading a serious book, and the account book that Lu Ying got from the housekeeper was probably specially ordered by Qiao Yanpei.

Ye Yuci looked at it very seriously. Even though he had some business experience in his previous life, he was only a novice after all. How could he compare with the Jin family, one of the greatest imperial merchants in the world.

Jinchen was reading a storybook.

"Boring." What ghosts and gods are there? It's not scary at all.

Jinchen threw another book aside, leaned on Ye Yuci's shoulder, yawned, and closed his eyes to take a rest.

Ye Yuci's thoughts briefly drifted away from the account book. He lowered his head to glance at the young master leaning on his shoulder. After a few seconds, he returned his gaze to the account book again. He narrowed his eyes slightly and turned a page with his fingertips.

I don’t know what explanation Jin En got when he went to the Ye family.

How would Ye Zining confuse right and wrong and put all the blame on him?

After a long time, Ye Yuci put down the account book and pulled up the satin blanket draped over Jinchen.

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The Jin family's carriage stopped outside the Ye family's gate. When the gatekeeper saw it, he immediately ran back to report. Soon, a group of people from the Ye family came out to greet them.

Jin Enxing jumped off the carriage, sneered, and thought to himself that he had indeed made plans long ago.

Whenever he thought of these people cursing his brother for an early death, Jin Enxing felt a nameless anger burning in his heart. As his father's aura gained from years of business emerged, he felt inexplicably frightened.

In the eyes of the Ye family, this meant that the short-lived young master of the Jin family was killed by a wedding last night, and they found out that the man who brought the wedding was not Ye Zining, so they came to settle the score.

This was still within Ye Bingtian's plan, so he was not panicked at all and took a few quick steps to meet him.

"My dear nephew Enxing, why are you here? I was planning to come and apologize in person, right?... Hey, please accept my condolences, my dear nephew."

Ye Bingtianduo seemed to feel sorry for the young master, his face full of sadness. Mrs. Ye had already covered her mouth with a handkerchief and sighed softly.

Jin Enxing was so angry that veins popped out on his forehead. He had never heard such unlucky words.

"Master Ye, what nonsense are you talking about! My brother is in good health."

"Or are you just hoping for his death? So that you can cover up your deception. What a good plan!"

Ye Bingtian was stunned and was shocked at that moment!

The short-lived young master of the Jin family is not dead!

There are so many doctors in Chuanze City, didn't they all say that there was no hope? Besides, the people who came to bring good luck had been replaced, so how could he have survived last night?

"This... Ouch, uncle said something wrong, it's okay, it's okay!"

Ye Bingtian looked back at his wife, and quickly signaled to Jin Enxing to come in and talk.

But I dare not neglect it at all.

Jin Enxing narrowed his eyes coldly and looked at Ye Bingtian angrily, "Master Ye, it's better not to try to get close to him."

"Where's Ye Zining? Why doesn't he dare to come out?"

Seeing that Jin Enxing had no intention of going in to talk, Ye Bingtian broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and he quickly glared at his third brother who was standing behind him and saying nothing.

"Why are you still hiding? Didn't you see that Second Young Master Jin has come to question you?"

Jin Enxing looked strangely at the middle-aged couple in front of him, who were timid and clumsy, with greed that could not be hidden in their eyes.

This is actually Ye Yuci's parents

Thinking of his brother-in-law whom he had met this morning, Jin Enxing thought that it was rare for a house like the Ye family to raise a normal person.

"That's enough. Who would believe your excuse?"

As expected, Jin Enxing heard the excuse that Ye Yuci had the audacity to snatch away her marriage, and he crossed his arms and looked coldly at the people in front of him.

"Don't you, the Ye family, value the hierarchy of legitimate and illegitimate children the most? My brother-in-law is just a bastard from the third house. How can he bully Ye Zining?"

Ye Zining seemed very sad, "Brother Enxing, we have known each other for so long, don't you believe me?"

"We in the Jin family only recognize facts."

Jin Enxing's voice was cold, and he flicked his sleeves coldly, "According to what my father said, the betrothal gifts given to you all belong to my brother-in-law, Ye Yuci, and the shop and money have nothing to do with your Ye family."