Chapter 1848: The Frail Young Master's Lucky Marriage Beauty 3

The next day, the winter morning was bleak and hazy.

Just as the sky began to lighten, a servant came to Luochun Courtyard; Jin Chen's personal attendant Duo Yu entered the inner court, stood outside the wing-room door, feeling a little nervous.

That Daoist priest had said that if the luck‑averting marriage was effective, it would work at most within three days, and no one knew when the young master would wake.

Just then, Duo Yu suddenly heard a few familiar coughs.

He startled, lifted his head, and asked another maid, "Did I hear wrong? Is that the young master's voice?"

"Yes… it really is!"

The maid Lv Ying was also surprised, following closely behind Duo Yu as he gently pushed the door open and walked nearer.

"Young lady, are you about to get up?"

Duo Yu bent over outside the inner curtain and probed, asking.

On the bed, Jin Chen yawned, knowing Duo Yu was asking about him.

He deliberately waited a moment, seeing Ye Yuchi have put on her outer robe, then spoke lazily.

"Duo Yu, come in."

"Young master! You really are awake!"

Duo Yu rushed in with a single stride, both startled and delighted, and finally his eyes turned red.

Heaven knows how many doctors said their young master wouldn't wake this time!

"Young lady." Duo Yu belatedly reacted, scratching his head to greet Ye Yuchi.

Ye Yuchi made a sound of assent, saw Jin Chen extend his hand, sat uneasily at the bedside, and returned his grip on his slightly cool fingertips.

Jin Chen leaned against Ye Yuchi's shoulder, very happy, his tone lively: "Duo Yu, you don't know, I've had many dreams."

"Hey, what did the young master dream about?"

Duo Yu wiped his face fiercely, asking eagerly.

"Many, I don't really remember, but in the dream I saw Ah Ci, and there was a voice telling me to wake up quickly, and Ah Ci would be there when I woke."

Jin Chen's fingertip scratched Ye Yuchi's palm, "That voice didn't deceive me."

Ye Yuchi and Duo Yu both looked at Jin Chen in surprise.

Duo Yu was amazed at the old Daoist priest's profundity; it truly was a destined bond that could pull someone from the brink of death.

Ye Yuchi was also surprised, having thought Jin Chen's words last night were nonsense.

Then he felt that the young master was still alive, and speaking so earnestly of 'fate'; even if the Jin family discovered today that he was not Ye Zining, they might not be furious anymore.

"Ah Ci, let me go with you to pay respects."

Ye Yuchi lightly nodded, eyes lowered respectfully, and helped Jin Chen rise.

Duo Yu wanted to speak but held back, very much wishing to advise the young master to rest, lest he catch cold in this deep winter.

But it was truly rare to see the young master so happy.

Lv Ying pressed Duo Yu's hand, shaking her head to signal him not to stop; the young master was innately clever, his heart having one more opening than Bi Gan's, and this was openly giving the young lady support.

Lv Ying lifted the curtain and called out: "Qiu Yi, go fetch a fox‑fur cloak, and have the people in the main hall stoke the heater higher."

"Fetch two."

Jin Chen raised his hand for Duo Yu to put on the outer robe, not forgetting to turn and say, "Don't let Ah Ci freeze."

Lv Ying couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing, "Eh, that's what the young master said; I'll remember from now on."

Ye Yuchi's unfamiliar motion of tying Jin Chen's hair paused slightly, her eyelashes trembled, her gaze had a faint stagnation, then soon returned to normal, only her hand movements became a bit gentler.

The fox‑fur cloaks fetched were bright black and white; Jin Chen held the white one out for Ye Yuchi, saying, "Ah Ci has a pure and exquisite demeanor; moon‑white looks good on her."

The cloak landed in her palm; Ye Yuchi glanced at it twice, a single fine garment already enough to cover the Ye family's monthly expenses, indeed highly valuable.

Looking up again, Duo Yu had already dressed Jin Chen in the black cloak, his hair bound with a jade coronet, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, his peach‑blossom eyes shining as they glanced about.

Born with innate pride and nobility, yet the lingering sickness of years wrapped his brows, unshakable, adding a touch of frailty.

Ye Yuchi stared unblinkingly; Jin Chen suddenly pulled her hand, held it, lowered his head to clasp her fingertips, feeling content, "Ah Ci, your hand is warm."

"I don't need a warm pouch; just hold my hand like this, okay?"

"Yes, my husband."

Ye Yuchi's deep phoenix eyes held a hint of softness; naturally she did not refuse.

Besides, while the young master lives, there are many plans to make.

——

The quick‑footed maid brought the good news early to the front hall; Qiao Yan Pei was beside herself with joy, not knowing what to do, and Ji Ji De also lost his appetite, sitting at the dinner table waiting a while.

"Mother, please stop crying; when Xiao Chen comes later it will only sadden him for no reason."

Jin Enxing thus advised, though his eyes were also red, merely suppressing the excitement deeper.

"Eh, yes, that's what Enxing said." Qiao Yan Pei hurriedly wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and in a blink heard footsteps coming from the outer room.

"Father, mother, second brother."

Jin Chen led Ye Yuchi inside; upon entering the warm pavilion he took off the cloak still carrying a chill, and smiled at them.

"Chen'er! My son Chen……"

Qiao Yan Pei pulled Jin Chen over for a careful examination, and Jin Enxing's attention was wholly on Jin Chen.

Only the inwardly restrained Ji Ji De, after patting Jin Chen's head, furrowed his brows tightly and glanced at Ye Yuchi standing by the screen.

"You are not Ye Zining?"

Hearing his father's words, Jin Enxing stared in shock, then rose alertly, "Who… who are you! Wasn't the one who married last night you?"

As fellow scions of Chuan Ze Cheng, he had met Ye Zining many times; how could he possibly mistake her?

"Ah Ci."

Jin Chen quickly took two steps, grasped Ye Yuchi's hand, prevented him from kneeling, and looked resentfully at Jin Enxing, "Second brother, you frightened my Ah Ci."

Wait till I'm better, I'll give you a beating!

Jin Enxing:???

「Who are you? 」

Before they could blame him, Jin Chen again retold the fate from his dream.

Perhaps it was the surge of qi and blood, his emotions too agitated; Jin Chen had just finished speaking of that fate when he covered his chest and coughed softly, the healthy flush from the Warm Pavilion's steam fading, his face turning deathly pale.

Ah! Chen'er, don't get agitated; since the one who woke you is... Ah Ci, Mother guarantees, I will absolutely not let him have, you quickly sit down.

Jin Chen had no time to respond, leaning against Ye Yucai's shoulder, coughing violently, as if something were blocking his throat and chest.

My husband.

Ye Yucai spoke a little faster, a worry he himself hadn't realized, supporting Jin Chen to sit, kneeling on one knee, he took the hot tea Duo Yu handed over and brought it to Jin Chen's lips.

I won't drink... cough cough cough... I'm not thirsty, Ah Ci, you cough cough cough... hold me for a moment.

Jin Chen pushed the tea cup away, coughing until the corners of his eyes turned red, his trembling fingertips climbing onto Ye Yucai's shoulder; as Ye Yucai leaned in, he turned sideways, embraced him, burying his face in the crook of his neck, drawing a slightly hurried breath.

Ye Yucai's heartbeat skipped a beat, his hand froze in surprise, then he gently placed his palm on Jin Chen's back to smooth his breath, his half-lowered phoenix eyes surging with emotion.

Do you... really need me that much?

After just a few breaths, Jin Chen's cough actually stopped just like that.

Jin Enxing looked blankly at his father; Ji Ji De's eye twitched, he handed the decision to his wife; Qiao Yan Pei saw the looks of her husband and second son, and finally lowered her head in a complex manner.

"Child, what's your name, are you also from the Ye family?" Qiao Yan Pei's voice was gentle, making one let down their guard.

Ye Yucai maintained his half-embrace of Jin Chen, facing this benefactor who, even in his previous life filled with grief and anger, had given the household a chance to save his life, he raised a slightly sorrowful smile.

"Madam Jin, I am Ye Yucai, the second son of the Ye family's third branch, sharing the same month, day, and year as my elder cousin Ye Zining from the main branch."