Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

Mrs. Ubuyashiki thinks very well. The Chishima family has been in a bit of a downturn for the past two years. It has declined a lot compared to Mrs. Ubuyashiki when she was young.So Mrs. Miyashiki, who was thinking of helping her natal family, naturally put her mind on the Miyashiki family.

Although it is a bit down, the Chishima family is a wealthy family no matter what. Even if it has declined, it still has some say in Kyoto.

The wife of the head of the family jingled the small calculations in her heart, thinking that it would be a good idea to kill two birds with one stone, not only to help her mother's family but also to find a virtuous and virtuous wife for her son.

It's just that she thought this way, so her youngest son Guiwu Tsuji Wumi might not be there.

Today, I got a comment from my future husband in Mrs. Miyashiki's yard, "It's ugly". If other noble ladies in Heian capital would have been ashamed and angry, they might have turned around and returned to their own home. .

This situation is understandable. After all, even if this kind of crooked and vicious man marries, he will not get the slightest benefit. Even if that girl is judged face-to-face as ugly, she will not feel too happy.

It's just that Yuka Qiandao is very calm, and she doesn't seem to care about her future husband's evaluation of her. When she was supported by her personal maid and walked on the road to Miyashiki's house, the maid who grew up with her was the first to bear it.

"Miss, the young master of the Miyayashiki family is too much!" The maid's face was puffy, and there seemed to be flames erupting in her eyes, angrily complaining for the lady she liked.

"Miss is obviously very good-looking! How could he say that!"

Although Qiandao Youxiang, the master, didn't care about it, but naturally she couldn't stop the anger of the personal maid.

"Xiaotao, stop talking." Qiandao Youxiang scolded softly, "This is not Qiandao's house, I can't save you if someone overhears you talking like this."

After finishing speaking, she complained and looked at her maid helplessly, Qiandao Youxiang tried to dissuade her in a low voice.

"Don't pay attention to what that young master said. If ordinary people have an extra fiancée that they have never seen before, even if they are not angry, they will not like it."

"But he's still...if it wasn't Miss..." Xiaotao wanted to continue talking a little bit unwillingly, but she slowly stopped talking when she saw Qiandao Youxiang with a smile on her face.

"Okay, I won't say it."

Qiandao Youxiang breathed a sigh of relief, she is also a newcomer, and is not familiar with the Ubuyashiki family, not to mention that according to her maid's rather irritable temperament, if she is not careful, she will cause trouble, so she has to be 12 points careful.

Even though the Ubuyashiki family is not as complicated as the emperor's harem, there are too many disputes in the high-ranking family, and Chishima Yuka has to be careful.

Back at the room Mrs. Ubuyashiki arranged for her, Yuka Chishima sat in front of her dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror.

She felt a little strange, the dignified appearance in the mirror was quite different from her usual pretty self.But it was true that she was right.

Qiandao Youxiang stretched out her hand to touch her smeared face, and suddenly sighed softly.

Open the jewelry box containing the jewelry. Among the luxurious or precious jewelry hairpins, a simple wooden hairpin and a sachet made of brocade are really conspicuous.

Qiandao Youxiang stared at the hairpin and sachet lying quietly in the jewelry box, her originally peaceful and indifferent eyes began to change, and the movement of her eyes added a bit of sadness for no reason.

Taking out the sachet, Qiandao Youxiang brought the sachet close to her nose and sniffed gently. The faint fragrance slowly floated into Qiandao's nose, which made her shed tears suddenly.

*

Qiandao Youxiang over there secretly shed tears in her room, and Wu Mi here angrily returned to her yard and began to feel dizzy.

With the quick-eyed support of Yueya's hand, Wu Mi stabilized her precarious body, clenched the armrest of the reclining chair, and then Wu Mi lay down slowly on the reclining chair and began to breathe lightly.

On the reclining chair, Wu Cang frowned as if he could kill mosquitoes, the pain in his head made him break out in cold sweat, he almost cried out in pain, but his haughty character did not allow him to cry out in pain.So he gritted his teeth and endured bursts of stinging pain, and the teeth collided and rubbed together to make a creaking sound.

Crescent Moon was keenly aware of the increasingly serious pain of Oni Wu Tsuji. He stood three feet away and weighed whether it would make Oni Wu Tsuji angry in the past. Xiao Bu walked to Wu Mi's side.

"My lord, do you have a headache?"

Yueya's voice was full of worry, her eyes fell on Wuyou's slightly distorted face, and she was about to stand up in the next second and go outside to call for someone to bring the doctor over.

But before he could turn around, Wu Mi, who was lying on the recliner, had opened his eyes and grabbed his arm.

Although weak, but the strength of his hands is not small.

Crescent Moon's arm was in pain from being scratched by Wu Mi, and she couldn't help but want to withdraw her hand, but Wu Mi stared at his face with gloomy and terrifying eyes, "Go quickly—call the doctor over!"

With a dull pain in her arm, Yue Ya forced herself to look at the ugly face with a worried expression, "Okay, I'll go right away!"

Wucan's headache was about to split, and the strength in his hands relaxed slightly when he heard Yueya say this, but the next second he let go, he grabbed Yueya's hand and continued: "You are not allowed to go, let others call, hurry up!"

Wu Mi looked at Yue Ya and nodded before he seemed to relax, and let go of the hand holding Yue Ya, Wu Mi continued to lie on the recliner with his eyes closed, enduring the pain from his head.

Yueya walked quickly to the shoji door and opened it, and quickly ordered the servant who was guarding the door to go to the doctor quickly, and after seeing the man set off, she felt a little relieved, closed the shoji door and walked towards Wuyou.

There were stabbing pains on her arm, Yueya gasped and rolled up the sleeve of her arm that was grabbed by Wu Mi just now. Although it wasn't long, there were palm-sized slightly red spots on Yueya's arm now. trace.

Pretending to be nonchalant, she put down her sleeves, Yueya quickly walked to Wu Mi's side and continued to wait.

It's just that although I have ordered my servants to notify the doctor, but now the doctor can't arrive for a while, Crescent Moon frowned and looked at Wu Mi who was lying on the recliner dripping with cold sweat, her hand hidden in her sleeve slightly moved.

After weighing it for a while, he still walked forward and put his hand on Wu Mi's forehead, with a worried look on his face.

"My lord, let me rub it for you."

Wu Mi didn't agree but didn't stop him either. He half-closed his eyes and looked at Yue Yue's face and hummed.

*

When the doctor arrived with the medicine box, Wu Mi had already passed out under Crescent Moon's massage.

"Doctor." Crescent Moon called the doctor with a low voice, pointed to the sleeping Wu Mi and then pointed to the mouth, signaling the doctor to speak in a low voice.

The doctor nodded knowingly, his voice became much quieter subconsciously.

"What's going on?" asked the doctor.

Yueya naturally told the truth, saying that Wu Mi may be in pain because of extreme anger.

The doctor put his hand on Wu Mi's wrist, but as time passed, the doctor's face became less clear.

Crescent Moon was a little worried, but just looking at the doctor's face, she realized that this was not an ordinary headache.

"How is it, doctor." Crescent Moon asked tentatively.

"Wu Mi-jun's headache this time is probably caused by the wind, and his health is worse than in the past few months." The doctor hesitated to speak, but he didn't continue, thinking that he might be afraid of the crescent moon sad.

Wu Mi, who was lying on the recliner in a light sleep, opened his closed eyes at this moment. He didn't look at the doctor and Yueya sitting beside him, but subconsciously held Yueya's hand that was still on his side.

"How much time do I have?"

His eyes stared at the void, and he asked no miserably.

Wu Mi didn't really pass out. After the doctor came in, he became a little conscious, but the dull pain in his head made him have no energy to open his eyes.It's just that now that he heard the uncomfortable news from the doctor, he couldn't continue to pretend to be asleep no matter what.

The doctor didn't expect Wu Mi to be awake. Hearing Wu Mi's question, he paused for a moment, then opened his mouth.

"Six months."