His face was a little pale, but his whole body was full of beauty and handsomeness, and he exuded his innate nobility, which made people feel unattainable, as low as dust.

Finally arrived at the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, Ni Yiyun seemed to relax, and a cough came from time to time.

"Ahem!!"

The mistress on the side hurriedly helped Ni Yiyun off the horse, and Ni Yiyun waved her hand.

The mistress hesitated for a while, but in the end she still didn't step forward.

Someone next to him shouted: "The bride got out of the sedan chair!"

Ni Yiyun clenched her fist with one hand against her lips, and lifted the curtain with the other hand.

When Ye Mujin heard the man in front of him coughing from time to time, she thought, "I am so sick that Ni Yiyun is so serious?" She couldn't help but worry secretly.

The two entered the mansion.

The red brocade carpet has been laid long ago. The ladies standing on both sides spread out the petals of the sky where the two passed by. The fragrance of flowers soaked in the air, emitting a charming fragrance. The continuous red carpet shows an extremely noble identity.

After the ceremony, the marquis gave up the toast on the grounds that the prince was inconvenient.

Everything was settled, Ni Yiyun's courtyard.

Ni Yiyun lifted the red silk on Ye Mujin's top and instantly amazed him.

With his feet facing the red lotus, his red clothes and plain hands, his face covered with brocade, he smiled and shyly.

A red wedding dress reflects her peach blossom-like face, and her eyes flash with gorgeous brilliance.

Red lips and white teeth, and every move shows charming charm. The fair skin is as bright as the moonlight, the slender waist is like a tight silk band, and the ten fingers are like tender tips of green onions.

In front of the bed with a lingering red gauze tent, Ni Yiyun's pupils reflected the woman's reflection, phoenix crown and red robe, red lips and white teeth, slender waist like tight silk belts, and ten fingers like tender tips of green onions.

"Cough cough cough!" A physiological reaction brought back Ni Yiyun's consciousness.

When Ye Mujin heard the cough, she hurriedly stood up and walked behind Ni Yiyun, patted him on the back.

"Husband, are you okay?" Ye Mujin's delicate face leaned in front of him.

"Cough cough cough!" Ni Yiyun kept coughing, and the white silk handkerchief stained with traces of blood.

After seeing this, Ye Mujin felt different, but she didn't expect that Ni Yiyun became so serious.

Ni Yiyun glanced at the brocade handkerchief in her hand, held it into a ball, and placed it on the table.

"Cough cough!" A burst of coughing sounds came again.

Ye Mujin held Ni Yiyun and walked slowly to the edge of the bed, helped him sit down, and then pulled down all the red dates, peanuts, longans, and lotus seeds on the bed.

Ye Mujin re-sticked the bed, put Ni Yiyun's legs up with difficulty, and covered him with a quilt.

It seems that this wedding night is just the flowers burning.

Ye Mujin was busy with all this silently, but did not notice Ni Yiyun's inquiry gaze.

Ni Yiyun felt doubtful, why a spoiled little girl would do these rough things?

Ni Yiyun observed Ye Mujin's every move with her eyes, and the more she looked, the more she felt more and more surprised.

"My husband has been rectified, so let's take a break soon!" Ye Mujin squatted obediently in front of Ni Yiyun, raised her face and looked at him at a 45-degree angle. The girl's face seen from Ni Yiyun's angle is soft, well-behaved, cute, and pitying.

"Let's rest first! Cough cough cough... Cough cough cough..." Ni Yiyun couldn't help but cough again.

Seeing that Ni Yiyun's expression was different, Ye Mujin carefully observed the decorations in the room and finally found the problem.

"My husband, but this incense problem? Do you feel uncomfortable in your nose and a little dry throat?" Ye Mujin also sat on the bed facing Ni Yiyun.

"No...I'm not sure...I'm so clear!" Before Ni Yiyun could say a complete word, she was interrupted by the cough.

"My husband, can I ask my servant to replace this aromatherapy? Or remove it?" Ye Mujin asked Ni Yiyun's opinion!

Ye Mujin's actions also meant to test him. If Ni Yiyun agreed, it means that he is a reasonable and easy-to-get-a-lifetime person. If he disagrees, Ye Mujin is thinking about other ways and slowly approaching him.

The key is his attitude!

"Forget... cough cough... forgot, cough cough... cough cough... let Xiaosaner come in... cough cough cough... you can call outside!" Ni Yiyun said angrily.

Hearing his tone, he could see that he was suffering from illness and had a weak look on his face. He was even more angry and had a bad temper. Fortunately, the people in the Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion spoiled him more, especially his grandmother, where he was afraid of touching his palms, and when he held them in the operation, he was afraid of melting.

Ye Mujin obediently walked outside, opened the door, and saw her four maids watching outside the house.

The Ningyuan Marquis Mansion is not familiar with their masters and servants, let alone finding someone. It is even more difficult to find someone blindly.

Ye Mujin just stood at the door for a while and heard Ni Yiyun's voice coming from the room.

"What are you doing while standing outside? Cough cough cough... Cough... Go quickly... Go and find the mistress... Cough cough cough..."

Ye Mujin was at a loss and was about to call a guard to ask where the mistress was. Maybe God couldn't see Ye Mujin in a dilemma. When the mistress heard the prince's voice, he came over.

"Criminal, I'm here!" The little son also wore a festive dress. Not only that, the entire Ningyuan Marquis Mansion, both the master and the servant, were wearing festive dresses, which shows Ni Yiyun's status in the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion.

"Why did it come so late?...Cough cough cough...Go get the medicine...Cough cough cough..." Ni Yiyun felt uncomfortable and her breathing was rapid and her face turned red. This was the physiological reaction caused by the emergency response to coughing during this period.

"I'm young because I'm going to get medicine for the prince. I'm afraid that the prince will not get used to it!" The little boy answered fluently, skillfully took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the porcelain bottle and smelled a fragrance, and poured out a black pill from the porcelain bottle.

The little three-son gave the porcelain bottle and pills to Ye Mujin.

Ye Mujin looked at the mistress and then looked at Ni Yiyun, and understood what this meant.

It turned out that he put this medicine in Ye Mujin's hands so that when Ni Yiyun gets sick or coughs again, he can take it in time. Moreover, Ye Mujin is Ni Yiyun's wife now, and he has the obligation and responsibility to take good care of Ni Yiyun.

Ye Mujin walked to Ni Yiyun with a porcelain bottle and pills. She was about to feed Ni Yiyun to take medicine, but was scolded by him.

"Cough cough cough...Who asked you to take this? Cough cough cough...Give this to the mistress...You go down...Cough cough cough" Ni Yiyun raised her fist and placed it under her chin, facing her lips, scolding Ye Mujin.

Ye Mujin wanted to cry aggrievedly, but she didn't dare to resist. After all, she is now married, and she is a little lower in terms of identity. Inequality in status is difficult for two unfamiliar people to quickly establish a beautiful relationship unless there is any other situation.

Sometimes status determines the friends you are around you, and sometimes it is your friends who determine their status.
Chapter completed!