Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

Chapter 297: Female Dominance World 12

On the day Fang Yanzhou and Mo Yunhui got married, Duan Chengyuan was assassinated and fell into a coma.

Weddings are complicated and tedious to begin with. Fang Yanzhou had just finished dealing with all the guests and dragged his weak body back to the bridal chamber when he heard the bad news from his subordinates.

He clenched his fists beneath his sleeves, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

He tried hard to calm down, his face looked calm and composed, but his voice was faintly trembling: "Are all the people in the General's Mansion useless? Which assassin is so bold?"

The subordinate replied, "General Duan was drinking in the restaurant and was not on guard for a moment, so the assassin took advantage of the opportunity and broke in."

Fang Yanzhou hummed, his voice very light: "Got it, you can go down."

After his men left, Fang Yanzhou, who had been holding back a mouthful of blood for a long time, suddenly spat it out.

He sat down on the stool calmly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Fang Yanzhou knew that the court was in turmoil and it would be difficult for one person to protect Cheng Yuan.

However, what he didn't expect was that such a thing happened not long after Chengyuan returned.

When His Majesty discovered that his attitude towards Cheng Yuan was not right, he sent people to investigate thoroughly and found out what happened that year.

When His Majesty discovered his feelings for Cheng Yuan, he recalled Cheng Yuan despite his advice.

Your Majesty deliberately exposed Cheng Yuan, just to destroy Cheng Yuan with the help of others.

Now Cheng Yuan has been assassinated and no one knows what his situation is.

Unexpectedly, a wrong move on his part would bring about such serious consequences, even implicating Cheng Yuan.

Because the only thing he had never imagined was that His Majesty would take a liking to him, or even do something ridiculous because of him.

After hearing the noise of Fang Yanzhou's men leaving, Mo Yunhui lifted the bridal veil herself.

Seeing Fang Yanzhou's fragile appearance, he suddenly became a little worried and asked, "Aren't you going to see him?"

If you are so worried about Duan Chengyuan, why do you pretend to be indifferent in front of Duan Chengyuan?

Is it because of Your Majesty?

However, the person in front of him was indeed very weak. She vomited blood from time to time. It was unknown how long she could live.

For some reason, he didn't want her to die so soon.

It may be difficult for him to meet such an interesting person again in the future.

The night is as dark as ink, and the moon and stars are sparse.

The candlelight in the room flickered. Fang Yanzhou's weak and sickly face faintly revealed a bluish-white hue, and the color of his pupils was as thick as the night, as if ink could drip out of them.

His tone was light, but contained a hint of danger: "I can't go."

Even if he knew that Duan Chengyuan was injured, no matter how angry he was, he could not go to the general's mansion to visit him on the wedding day regardless of the overall situation.

However, why did they choose to target Duan Chengyuan?

Fang Yanzhou covered his mouth, coughed muffledly, and lowered his eyes slightly.

That person obviously crossed his bottom line, so it's better not to let him know who it is.

Mo Yunhui was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded and said, "That's right."

He poured a cup of tea for himself and Fang Yanzhou, picked up the cake on the table and took a bite: "Are you going to stay here tonight?"

Fang Yanzhou took a sip of his tea and replied in a low voice, "Yeah."

"You sleep on the bed. I'll stay here alone."

Mo Yunhui swallowed the cake, pointed at the door, and whispered, "Are you sure? There are people guarding outside. We are married, and we are not doing anything? Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

He glanced up and down at Fang Yanzhou, finally stopping at his slightly haggard and weak face: "Besides, if you sit here all night, you won't get sick tomorrow, right? What if they blame me and say I am unlucky?"

Fang Yanzhou thought for a moment and said, "I didn't think it through."

Mo Yunhui raised his lips silently, stood up and took off his wedding dress, leaving only his pajamas, and deliberately spoke louder so that people outside could hear: "Then my wife, we should also rest."

Fang Yanzhou stood up and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and everything went dark in front of his eyes.

His expression was blank for a moment, and he subconsciously supported himself on the table, frowned tightly, and exhaled deeply.

This poor body is becoming less and less useful...

Mo Yunhui noticed something was wrong and quickly supported him.

"Are you okay? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Fang Yanzhou shook his head and suppressed the pain in his heart.

His pale, bloodless lips moved: "No need, please help me over there."

Not only did he feel pain in his chest, but his legs also became weak.

If he hadn't been holding on to the table, he would have barely been able to stand.

Mo Yunhui looked at Fang Yanzhou with mixed feelings: "Okay."

Even in this state, he is still trying to be brave.

Forget it, it’s not his body anyway, there’s no need to worry too much.

Although he thought so, Mo Yunhui was very careful when he supported Fang Yanzhou, as if he was treating fragile porcelain, for fear that she would bump into something.

He breathed a sigh of relief only after Fang Yanzhou lay down.

He smiled and said, "I don't know whether I am marrying my wife to be her husband or coming here to serve you for free."

Fang Yanzhou placed his hands on his stomach, stared at the curtain in front of him and said, "Thank you."

"My wife, you don't have to be polite to Yun Hui," Mo Yun Hui looked at the wedding clothes he was wearing: "My wife, don't you want to take off your wedding clothes?"

Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable to sleep like this?

Is it necessary to be so wary of him? He won't eat her.

"No," Fang Yanzhou closed his eyes: "Rest."

He has something else to do tomorrow.

Mo Yunhui: "..."

So cold.

He doesn't look bad, right? But how come Fang Yanzhou has been looking at him as if he were a stone since they met?

Is it because there is someone you like?

Humph, he doesn’t believe that all women are the same.

Meet one and love one.

Just like his mother, she says she only likes his father, but she still goes to find other men.

After Mo Yunhui lay down, he couldn't fall asleep.

He turned sideways to look at Fang Yanzhou who was standing still, and took the initiative to find a topic to talk about.

His tone was full of curiosity: "How did my wife and General Duan know each other?"

I heard that Duan Chengyuan went to the frontier when he was very young. He was really curious about how Fang Yanzhou, who had been staying in Beijing, and Duan Chengyuan, who was far away in the frontier, knew each other.

Could it be before Duan Chengyuan went to the border?

If so, it was too long ago.

They have been separated for so long, yet they still care about each other. Is there really such a feeling in the world?

Fang Yanzhou's eyelashes trembled slightly and his lips were tightly pursed, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

Mo Yunhui felt a little upset when he saw this.

He turned his back to Fang Yanzhou.

He thought to himself that all women are bad. After using him, they would abandon him with a clear conscience.

The next time he saw her in this weak state, he would not bother to care about her.