Married to a dragon after dressing as a sick beauty

The sky was getting darker, and after Yan Zong left, the baby-faced doctor came in again and helped him pull out the bottle that had been beaten.

"My name is Ye Qian. Mr. Yan hired me to be your personal doctor." He fumbled under his clothes for a while and took out a business card: "In the future, if you feel uncomfortable, you can call me directly."

Yu Ling took the business card and paused suddenly: "Doctor Ye, can you get closer?"

Ye Qian didn't know why, but she still leaned towards him: "What's wrong...?!"

He was so frightened by Yu Ling's face approaching suddenly that his tail fluttered.

Yu Ling put his hands on his shoulders, almost touching his forehead, and then slowly moved away after a few seconds, leaning back on the pillow: "It's all right."

Ye Qian was completely dumbfounded. When Yu Ling was the closest, he stared blankly at the other person's dark eyes, and even forgot to breathe.

In the end, he didn't dare to ask Yu Xuan why he did this suddenly, for fear of getting an answer he couldn't accept, he turned around and ran for his life, and hit the door frame hard because he didn't stand still.

Yu Ling stared at his back, the smile on his face faded, he rubbed his fingers twice, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

That's right, this doctor named Ye Qian has magical powers in his body. Although they are only at the apprentice level, this is not good news.

——Humans in this world can practice.

This time, he met Ye Qian who had no malice, but he couldn't guarantee that he would always be so lucky. After all, he was married to a non-human who was suspected of being a dragon. A thorn in the side of people.

Not to mention the stepmother and stepbrother who wished him to die sooner.

Yu Xuan touched his heart subconsciously, recalling the pain of being pierced by a long sword in the heart, his expression turned a little cold.

For the next two days, Yan Zong did not contact him, which happened to give him a chance to reabsorb magic power to practice.

Yu Xuan is familiar with this kind of practice, especially after discovering that the talent of this body is the same as his own at the beginning, he can easily introduce magic power into his body.

It is naturally impossible to restore the previous strength immediately, but after two days, he can still use a few practical spells, and his weak body has improved a lot under the flow of magic power.

It's just that after the magic power has been running in the body for a week, it will always disappear inexplicably, as if being sucked out of thin air.

Before exploring the reason, Yu Xuan first thought of the original owner who was getting weaker and even died suddenly at the wedding. He thought it was just a simple poor health, but now it seems that it is a conspiracy.

——Now it is absorbing magic power. In the past when there was no magic power, what was naturally absorbed was life force. This kind of magic technique can also be called vicious in his world.

It seems that his stepmother is the only person who can do such a cruel thing to the original owner. It seems that he will find a chance to go back to Yu's house in the future to solve the remaining problems.

This opportunity came very quickly - Yan Nanqing sent a message, informing him that he would return home with Yan Zong tomorrow.

This time he was very sensible, and he didn't dare to send a bunch of requests to Yu Ling, but just asked him to prepare well.

Yu Ling stroked his chin, and pulled out the meaning of returning home from his memory—the newlyweds returned to their father-in-law's house after three days of marriage.

This is their first business since their marriage.

Yan Nanqing sent a few more paragraphs on the other side, which seemed to be much more tactful than the original pamphlet, but in essence, it was more careful to let him not offend Yan Zong, as long as he showed a harmonious marriage.

Yu Ling looked at his news and raised his eyebrows with interest.

This person seems to be loyal to Yan Zong, and I don't know why, but the relationship between people is nothing more than the tightness of the bondage of interests. As a capable patriarch, it is normal for Yan Zong to be treated like this by people around him.

If Yan Nanqing was in front of him, he might tease him a few more times to see the sudden change in the other person's expression, but now across the screen, he casually sent "yes".

After posting a long paragraph, Yan Nanqing subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly realized that he had regarded Yu Ling as a scourge at some point, and his face turned ugly for a while.

This man is really evil.

But thinking of the reports from the people below, Yu Xuan didn't leave the door for the past two days, and didn't do anything wrong, so he felt a little more at ease.

Naturally, Yu Xuan didn't know about his series of mental activities. After replying to the message, he put the phone aside and continued to practice.

Although I don't know the strength of the cultivators in this world, there are unidentified non-human beings around him who are still in a state of being cursed. Whether it is for safety or research, he must improve his strength as soon as possible.

***

Although it was back at noon, the business started in the morning.

Yu Ling was hurriedly finished by the team of stylists who arrived early in the morning, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Zong sitting in the living room reading a document.

After re-entering the practice, he has a much keener perception of magic power, and he can finally detect the aura that was restrained by Yan Zong.

If we were only seven or eight percent sure before, it is now completely certain that Yan Zong is not an ordinary person, but what race he is still needs further investigation.

Probably because his gaze was too blatant, Yan Zong looked over with a frown.

"I didn't expect Mr. Yan to be so diligent and start working early in the morning." Yu Ling said, leaning back in his chair lazily, and said to the butler standing not far away: "Heat me two slices of toast."

He used to be powerful, and he was from aristocratic background. Even if he didn't want to deal with people, he was always surrounded by a few courteous guys, so he was very easy to call people.

Even the appearance of leaning on a chair and eating toast is not vulgar, but rather elegant.

"Afterwards, I'm going to Qianda Mall to pick out gifts." Yan Nanqing stood behind Yan Zong, and reported the next plan in a serious manner: "The paparazzi have made arrangements, and they will use various borrowings to take intimate photos of you and Young Master Yu Ling."

"You can arrange it." Yan Zong said briefly, obviously unwilling to spend too much time on this kind of matter.

"I want to give them gifts when I return home?" Yu lingered, and smiled briskly: "My relationship with the Yu family is not very good, and I want to send them to death more than giving gifts."

Yan Zong looked up at him.

Although the tone sounded like a joke, he did sense the killing intent from Yu Ling.

"Just kidding." Yu Ling suddenly met his gaze, and bent his lips: "I understand, after all, it is a society ruled by law, and it is always said that these beatings and killings are not good."

"Please don't make this kind of joke casually. If it gets out, you should know the consequences." Yan Nanqing said, speaking very harshly, but his voice lacked confidence - just now when Yu Ling said that sentence with a smile, he didn't know why he believed it so much Yes, and was shocked into a cold sweat.

Yu Ling waved his hands, still with that smiling expression on his face: "It's just a joke, Yan Tezhu is so timid, how can he be the chief assistant of Mr. Yan."

Yan Nanqing was so choked up by him that he couldn't speak, so he simply kept silent, and then only followed behind Yan Zong.

The gift was decided by the assistant group early on, but it was just for show when they came out to buy it.

It was the first time for Yu Xuan to visit a shopping mall of this type. There was no such convenient place in his previous life, and he had to go to several stores to buy things.Of course, he always makes a list for the people below to buy.

Yan Zong picked out the things neatly on the other side, and when he turned around and saw him looking around, he was almost two or three meters behind, so he couldn't help frowning: "What are you doing?"

"Just take a look." Yu Ling walked to his side, glanced at the gift in the assistant's hand: "Let's go after you buy it."

It sounded as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and he was just forced to wait for Yan Zong.

Yan Zong frowned even tighter, thinking of the relationship between Yu Ling and the Yu family, he still didn't say anything.

However, when he reached the door, the indifference on Yu Ling's face quickly disappeared. He glanced at the paparazzi squatting in the corner, and suddenly raised his eyes and waved to Yan Zong: "Bend down."

Yan Zong glanced over, but did not make any other movements.

Yu Xuan didn't care, grabbed his sleeve and stood on tiptoe, smiled and leaned into the other party's ear and whispered: "Mr. Yan asked me to marry and start a business, but he himself is not active. If the plan fails, you can't blame me." superior."

The sudden approach made Yan Zong subconsciously reach out his hand to push him away. When he touched the human shoulder, the fragile feeling that seemed to be broken if he squeezed it reminded him that Yu Ling fell into a coma when he was hit by the car.

If you push it away, you may have to go to the hospital again.

The palm rested on the opponent's shoulder, and the force changed direction, suppressing Yu Ling who could only reach his ear on tiptoe.

"There's no need to do that." Yan Zong's voice was cold.

"Okay." Yu Ling shrugged.

Anyway, his goal has been achieved, Yan Zong does have a very familiar scent of coldness, he will concentrate on this smell this time, and he will never forget it again, and then he can slowly recall where he smelled it in the first place.

***

At this time, the Yu family was extremely busy. They got up to clean up at dawn, trying to show Yan Zong their best side, hoping to leave a good impression on him, and it would be best if they could get on the big boat of the Yan family.

After all, he is the head of the Yan family. Although his personality is not good, the power in his hands is real. People of this status are naturally not comparable to the Yu family who has no background. Just a little profit from his hands is enough for them to eat.

"That guy Yu Xuan won't speak ill of us in front of Yan Zong, right?" Yu Chenghao stayed up late playing games before, and was picked up from the bed early in the morning. At this moment, he is not so clear-headed: "What if Yan Zong really wanted to pretend to be affectionate, help me?" What should he do if he vents his anger?"

"Xiao Ling is not that kind of person." Wen Yuehua said softly: "He may still have some complaints about this matter, but he still misses his family."

"Delicious food and drink have raised him for so many years, and the marriage partner is someone like Mr. Yan, so he dares to complain." Yu Wenlin said dissatisfiedly, and then turned to Yu Chenghao with a frown: "Go wash your face sober, If Mr. Yan thinks that we have neglected him and refuses to cooperate with such a listless appearance, you will be rewarded."

"Oh..." Yu Chenghao turned his head and went to the bathroom.

Although the two people outside didn't take his previous words to heart, thinking of Yu Ling's sudden change of attitude after the wedding, he was still not at ease.

"Don't think so much." Wen Yuehua followed up at some point, and patted his arm: "The marriage is just to stop the mouths of people on the Internet. We all know the reason internally. Yan Zong will not do anything to us for him. As for Yu linger...he probably won't live for too long."

Yu Chenghao couldn't help lowering his voice: "Really? When he dies, wouldn't that matter..."

"Hush—" Wen Yuehua glared at him, "Don't mention it casually."

While they were talking, a servant ran over: "Madam, the Eldest Young Master and Mr. Yan are here."