What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

However, even if she shouted loudly, her voice was still very nice.

Gao Sijin wanted to laugh, but the pain prevented him from laughing. He did have a bad feeling for Yuexue Lixu before, but seeing her concerned and worried eyes, Gao Sijin's bad feeling for her eased a lot.

"It's really fine, don't worry about me..."

Unknowingly, her nails had been embedded in the flesh, and it must have been very painful.

"If there is something wrong with Gao Jun, I will go to the other side of the world to accompany Gao Jun." Yuexue Lixu's eyes became a little moist, "It took so long to meet Gao Jun, I absolutely forbid you Any accidents..."

"Have we met?"

"Gao Jun doesn't need to know."

Yu Qingxue rushed over, and together with Yu Qingxue, there was also a private doctor in a white coat.

The diagnosis level of the private doctor of the Yuexue family almost represents the highest level in the current J country. He quickly diagnosed Gao Sijin's brain with equipment and took a film, but he never found any abnormalities.

In order to relieve Gao Sijin's pain, the doctor first gave Gao Sijin an injection of anesthesia.

Volume 46 #Chapter [-] Wants to write a novel

The patriarch of the Yuexue clan, Yuexue Gongyi lived in a corner of the castle. There was no electricity or water in the courtyard, creating a peaceful atmosphere in the courtyard, which had a kind of Zen beauty. The beautiful green bamboos and mossy rocks depicted A picture of mountains and rivers.

"Whoo~"

The old man held the teacup in his hand contentedly, admiring the tea garden he had carefully arranged.

In fact, as an elder of the chaebol family, it’s not that he doesn’t know how to use electronic products. He is even more proficient in computers and ups and downs than many economics students. However, he is not interested in the ever-changing technology. And the constant flashing neon lights are like life after being raped by technology.

Staying here, he can enjoy the peace of mind and temporarily forget about the trivial matters in the family.

He sits on the futon, closes his eyes, and listens to the clear sound of water hitting the stones after the diabolo is filled with water. When he has nothing to do, he can write calligraphy with a brush and practice kendo. , although the old man is already an octogenarian, he is not old at all.

However, the quiet time is always so short.

"Patriarch." It was the woman from the separated family who came stepping on the stepping stones.

Among the Yuexue clan, the main family is responsible for legal business, like leaves in the sun, while the branch family is responsible for some illegal smuggling business, like shadows in the sun, and can erase some inappropriate things for the main family when necessary. People who exist, such as the assassination of Nobusuke Kishi, have the shadow of the Yue Xue clan.

The main family cannot be separated from the branch family, and the branch family also needs the protection of the main family. The two are in a symbiotic relationship.

But seeing this tattooed woman, Yue Xue Kyouichi still said in a cold voice:

"go out."

The woman froze for a moment.

"It's the most basic etiquette to put on a kimono before entering my garden."

The woman left in a hurry, and not long after, she changed into a kimono and walked into the courtyard again. Most members of the subfamily don’t like to wear kimonos, because their exposed skin will always expose their tattoos. The subfamily of the Yuexue clan controls The most vicious gang in existence.

"Let's talk about anything."

"Do you really want Miss Lixu to marry an ordinary C country?"

"Yes."

"Isn't this decision a bit hasty?"

Yue Xuegong glanced at the woman's bloodshot pupils, ever since her husband abandoned him and left the Yuexue clan, her mood has been a little unstable.

"Although it's impolite to answer interrogative sentences with interrogative sentences, I still want to ask you, are you questioning me?"

"No, I dare not."

"No matter who Li Xu marries, the family will not interfere, she is the goddess of our family, she has the right to choose everything she wants," Yuexue Gongyi said flatly, "As for men, they are just tools to carry on the family line. "

What Tsukiyuki Kyouichi meant was obvious. The family needed Yuexue Lixu's "prophet" ability. This ability had helped the Yuexue clan avoid danger several times, so that they would not lose the dignity of the clan in this ever-changing world stage.

If Li Xu is allowed to marry a man she doesn't like, it is unknown whether her ability can continue to be used by the family.

According to the tradition of the Yuexue clan, most of the children have already appointed their marriages when they were very young. When they are young, they show amazing talents, and they also have the right to choose a partner.

"The interests of the family must be the first priority for our family, and meeting Li Xu's request is the most important thing for us, because she will definitely make the Yuexue family more full of vitality than ever before." Glory."

The woman named Wenzi seemed a little disappointed by the old man's answer. She had married a man appointed by the family in the first place, which led to her unfortunate marriage.

Yue Xuegong could see that Wenzi didn't want others to be happy, she hoped that others would become as unfortunate as her, so as to soothe her hurt heart.

"When you can calm down and learn to appreciate the beautiful scenery on the side of the road, your state of mind may change."

"Are you concerned about me?"

"Painful people suffer, fallen people fall, it has nothing to do with me, this is the world."

The woman left disappointed.

Yuexue Gongyi drank his tea slowly, he was not interested in enlightening the clansmen, just like the gods would not come down to save human beings in person.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the old man left the tea court. After the family banquet, he was about to return to that disgustingly bustling city.

The housekeeper at home whispered something in the old man's ear, and the old man was startled immediately.

"Gao Sijin is in a coma?"

Gao Sijin is the man Yuexue Lixu loves. To the Yuexue Clan, he is like a thousand stones blocking Huangquan Biliangban. Glorious Rio will lose control, leading to disaster.

"What happened?"

He anxiously found a personal doctor who was resident in his family and had the ability to rejuvenate.

"Patriarch, I'm very sorry. I can't find the cause of his illness. His brain is very healthy and there is no sign of inducing headaches. I initially think that the headaches are caused by psychological effects." The private doctor said with a look of embarrassment, "It's also possible , It’s because I’m not skilled enough to diagnose the real cause.”

As soon as Yuexue Gong walked into the ward, Gao Sijin was lying on the white sheets, Yuexue Lixu and maid Yu Qingxue were quietly waiting by her side.

"grandfather."

He found that Yuexue Lixu's dark red pupils were crystal clear, as if she had just cried bitterly, which was enough to show her feelings for Gao Sijin.

"Lixu, it will be fine, our family has invited experts from all over the world, and they will arrive soon."

But not long after Yue Xuegong finished speaking, Gao Sijin opened his eyes and slowly sat up from the bed.

"I made you worry, Lixu."

"Gao Jun."

Yuexue Lixu immediately threw herself into Gao Sijin's arms, exerting great force, as if she wanted to strangle Gao Sijin to death with a hug, but Gao Sijin didn't struggle, just letting her hold her like this for a long time. separate.

"Li Xu, I want to write a novel now..."

"Okay, let's go home now."

After parting and embracing, Yuexue Lixu said a few words to her grandfather, then took Gao Sijin's hand, and left together accompanied by Yu Qingxue. She hurriedly left her family without even saying goodbye to her parents. castle.

Yu Qingxue was driving the car, while Li Xu was snuggled up to Gao Sijin's side.

And now Gao Sijin is eager to record everything that happened in the dream just now, he will not tell Yuexue Lixu the content of the dream, some things only he knows.

After all, it is a precious memory dedicated to Gao Sijin and Feng Xiaohe.

Volume 47 #Chapter [-] Selecting people to design pictures

For Katakura Yingying, as long as the Yuexue family can provide news about his father, Katakura Yingying is willing to take the money, so he dare not slack off in the slightest, and devotes all his body and mind to Gao Sijin's novel In the novel, try to feel the male protagonist's depression, and try to understand the heroine's hidden love for the male master as a maid.

He tore up the first version of the figure, and then drew the second version and the third version. He painted every stroke very carefully, trying to express the content expressed in the text with paintings.

The maid on the drawing paper wears a high ponytail, and her exquisite facial features are inlaid with two wine-red eyes, like rubies. You can read the inner thoughts of the maid from her eyes without words—whether should you overthrow the master or serve the master? .

Reason and madness should be a set of antonyms, but Katakura Hayabusa's painting perfectly shows the contradiction in the maid's eyes.

"He gave you life, and I will give you form."

Katakura Takaya said excitedly, as if the virtual character on the computer screen was real.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when he was done, and he admired the maid character drawn by himself and the rest of the drawings including the male protagonist, and saved them in the mail and sent them to his employer.

After reading the novel several times, Katakura Takahashi gradually changed from the initial disgust, and even felt that he had already liked this work a little.

After feeling Biaojiao's feelings from heart to heart, he even felt that Biaojiao's maid didn't feel nauseated like when she first read it.

The so-called sickness is actually the purification of feelings, extracting the purest crystallization of the dull love from the mixture of rough and rough, the dangerous, simple, but beautiful thing is the sickness that people turn pale upon hearing it .

Katakura Hayabusa stretched, went downstairs to the 7-11 convenience store and bought two rice balls and a bottle of Coke. By the way, he kindly tested the durability of the skulls of a few punks with a bat, and then hurried back to at home.

One day passed, and there was no reply from the employer. In the past, after Katakura Takaya sent out the works he had drawn, he would soon receive the mail and received many compliments that made him sick, but this time it was as if nothing came to him. .

Two days later, still the same.

I didn't say whether it was good or bad, the employer didn't give any comments, and he didn't praise me for the good painting.

This made Katakura Takashi feel like he was being tricked.

He decided to visit in person and ask himself whether his painting is acceptable and whether it is worthy of Teacher Gao Sijin's masterpiece.

The address of the previous business card was a high-rise landmark building in Kabukicho, Shinjuku.

On the third day, Katakura Hayabusa rode a motorcycle, brought his sketches and a metal bat, and found the building easily.

Standing at the door of the building was a maid wearing a British-style maid dress. Seeing that Katakura Takaya was about to enter your building, she immediately stepped forward to stop Katakura Takaya, and said in very standard Japanese:

"Sorry, sir, this is the private property of the Yuexue family. If you are not a guest of the Yuexue family, please go back."

"I'm the artist who used to paint teacher Gao Sijin's novels."

Seeing that the other party was a weak foreign woman, Katakura Hayato's tone became more polite.

Although he regards himself as bad, he will not bully the weak.

"What's your name, please?"

"Katakura Falcon."

"Okay sir, please wait a moment, I will make an announcement."

The blond-haired maid dialed the calling device, and Tsukiyuki Rio's voice came from the other end of the intercom.

After confirming that it was correct, the maid bowed to Katakura Hayabusa:

"Please come in."

"it is good."

Katakura Takahashi followed the maid into the elevator. Such a luxurious decoration style made Katakura Takano a little speechless. Although the money in his pocket can buy most of the real estate in J country Tokyo, but if he wants to have such a flashy interior, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Katakura Takato to achieve ten times more money.

The elevator reached the [-]th floor, passing through the gorgeous classical door arches of the living room and dining room, the cool-toned walls seemed to have entered the palace of an ancient emperor.

With such wealth, it must be easy to find the old man who trafficked people.

As long as he can find and kill the old man, no matter what he does, Katakura Takahashi will almost die without regret.

"Guian, Mr. Katakura."

The girl in black kimono who came out of the door was none other than Yue Xueli. Although there were no emperors and kings in the modern society, Yue Xueli acted like an uncrowned queen.

Her snow-white five fingers intertwined with the hand of the man who looked very ordinary. The man was Gao Sijin, and there was still a red hickey on Gao Sijin's neck. She must have treated them before she came to visit. It was another sleepless night.

"Hey, my work has been sent to you, have you seen it?"

Katakura Hayabusa spoke in a tone that sounded like he was arguing.

Gao Sijin was stunned for a moment, and after activating Yu Qingxue's simultaneous translation assistant, Gao Sijin understood what Katakura Eagle Falcon was saying.

"So you've finished drawing?"

"Nonsense, I sent an email the day before yesterday."

The day before yesterday, Gao Sijin was still in the castle of the Yuexue family, but after returning home yesterday, Gao Sijin wrote a novel desperately, and fell asleep after finishing writing.

Completely forgot about it.

"I saw it. The painting is not bad." Yuexue Lixu commented.

"But I'm asking Teacher Gao Sijin, he is the author of that book, right?" Katakura Takano frowned.

"Well, it's okay to let Gao Jun take a look, I believe my aesthetics should be consistent with Gao Jun." Yuexue Lixu smiled calmly.

Gao Sijin was a little uncomfortable, because Yuexue Lixu had once again asserted her own work.

Walking into the study room, Yu Qingxue skillfully turned on the computer, and moved all the figures drawn by Katakura Takato to the desktop for comparison.