The Young Master Who Needed a Wedding to Ward Off Illness

Every time he returned from the small world, 11 had to report to his superiors.

Xue Ci opened the game as usual and waited for it to return in the dormitory.

Despite her small size, she has a lot on her mind.

Fearing the host might become an internet addict, the screen was switched to eye-protection mode in advance; and robots were arranged to deliver three meals a day.

[Host, please remember not to sit here all the time. Move around in your room every day. 11 will be back as soon as possible!]

Xue Ci started to brush it off. "Wait until I finish this game."

11:...

If it weren't worried that its host would get tired of it, it would have loved to give the other a big pancake to put around its neck.

Normally, work on issue 11 only requires reporting within two days, but this time it's been a full three days without any news.

They probably had to work overtime temporarily.

Xue Ci was afraid it would come back sulking, so she opened the shop panel to see if there was anything cute she could buy to comfort it.

The boy's quiet and earnest demeanor made Fragment jealous.

[Baby.]

This is the third thing you've bought for it.

[Spending baby's money, and still so useless.]

Xue Ci paused, then blinked her clear eyes: [Do you need a gift?]

He felt the Fragment get warmer.

[I don't want to spend my baby's money, but I'd definitely be happy if my baby was willing to buy it for me.]

But what does a string of data like?

Xue Ci had never chosen a gift like this before. He searched the mall several times before finally finding one that was relevant. His eyes lit up immediately, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Do you like this hard drive?

Fragment felt that if she had a physical body, she might not be able to resist picking up this adorable baby in front of her, spinning her around in the air, and then giving her a big kiss on the cheek.

A magnetic male voice trembled slightly, unable to contain its joy. "[I like everything the baby gives me.]"

Xue Ci had chosen two gifts, but still hadn't received 11. With no one to chat with and tired of playing games, he was getting bored.

The Fragment brushed against his cheek intermittently.

It's slightly itchy.

Xue Ci down his computer and lay face down on the bed. A thin blanket covered his waist, revealing a slight curve.

It was thin and small, but it felt meaty when you touched it.

What can be completely encountered?

Xue Ci buried her face in the pillow, her voice muffled and damp: [Were there Fragment of you in the last world? You seemed to have shone a little brighter.]

Occasionally, the Fragment exist in the form of a bead, larger than a pearl, and more like a luminous pearl.

The brightness will change.

You've discovered it.

The Fragment chuckled softly and explained, "[My data travels through various worlds; you've already collected most of it.]"

These data energies are inconsistent. For example, Fu Yang has high energy and a strong consciousness, so he will relentlessly and shamelessly pester Xue Ci; while some have weak energy, like Jiang Shu, who is viciously rejected by other energies and doesn't even have the right to compete. He can only silently act as a dog behind others, which is only slightly better than a passerby in the small world.

Were you infected with the virus before?

Xue Ci asked curiously.

The Fragment don't remember.

Its stored memories had all been deliberately destroyed, and its following of Xue Ci was entirely subconscious.

He only recounted the few things he still remembered.

The two chatted like that until the afternoon.

Xue Ci off when she suddenly heard Fragment say, "[Baby, I need to disappear for a few days. Don't worry about me.]"

He thought he was dreaming and replied, "Mmm..."

When I woke up, the Fragment had indeed disappeared.

Xue Ci called out twice but received no response. She lowered her eyes, a look of disappointment on her face.

Two days later, he returned with new news.

[Host, headquarters has given us a new mission—to hand over all the Fragment we collect in the smaller worlds. They've given us a password so the Fragment can't escape.]

Xue Ci: [Should we lock it up?]

11: [The virus is very powerful. Headquarters is afraid it will threaten their own interests, so it will be destroyed immediately after we hand it over.]

Xue Ci was stunned.

His lips were held in his mouth and pursed, and he hesitated for a long time: [But it didn't do anything to hurt anyone.]

11 agreed with this point; it had heard from its colleagues that headquarters was doing this to avoid threatening its position. Aside from being abnormal, this virus was quite loyal to its host.

11, a kind little dog, flapped its wings fiercely: [Host, we can also secretly hide it!]

Xue Ci's expression softened: [Hide it on me?]

He had barely finished speaking when a cheerful laugh rang in his ears, "[Where are you going to hide me?]"

[I like to stay on the baby's chest.]

11:[.]

Oh.

Hearing the sound of Fragment again, Xue Ci didn't have time to dwell on the phrase "on his chest." He was initially surprised, then, as if remembering something, he urged, "[Someone's trying to capture you. Shouldn't you hide first?]"

[Baby, they can't beat me.]

Fragment's tone was relaxed. "[I disappeared these past few days to strengthen the defense system. If I can't even beat them, how can I protect you?]"

Xue Ci a sigh of relief upon hearing that he was alright: [Don't worry, I won't hand you over.]

Will you appear in the future small world too?

He wanted to collect the samples as soon as possible so that the virus could be freed from its confinement.

Fragment: [I will always follow you.]

Xue Ci could sense that Fragment's pampering of her had no limits.

so.

He can be a little spoiled in front of it.

*

Cloud Maple Town is a prosperous town nestled against the mountains and beside the water.

These past few days, the town has been a hundred times more lively than usual. With the Lantern Festival approaching, people have set up stalls along the roadsides, selling all sorts of food and strange trinkets. Paper cuttings, kites, lanterns, jewelry, flowers... Young girls come and go in groups of two or three, dressed in brightly colored skirts, playing and laughing with each other, their silvery laughter echoing in the air.

One of the girls, with her striking figure, was particularly eye-catching.

Unlike most girls who dressed in bright colors, she wore only a light blue dress, with a belt that accentuated her slender waist, and a thin veil on her head, completely obscuring her face beneath.

Occasionally, when she reached out and parted the veil to look at the road ahead, she could only catch a glimpse of his pale chin.

With such an elegant and refined demeanor, one must surely possess an extraordinary face.

"Hey, young lady?" a young vendor by the roadside called out to her, "We have some new rouge and jewelry here, would you like to take a look and pick some out!"

The girl stopped, hesitated for a moment, then finally turned around, lifting her bangs. "Were you calling me?"

The clear, melodious voice of a young man reached her ears, and the female merchant was stunned for several seconds before she realized, "Oh, it's a young man."

Cloud Maple Town has produced several female generals who have defended the country in recent years, truly a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. This has inspired some young girls to follow suit, shedding their long skirts and donning elegant robes and boots.

That's why she mistook the young man in front of her for someone else.

However, this young man is quite handsome.

Her eyes were clear and bright, as if they had never been exposed to any wind or rain, and so tender that they seemed to drip with moisture.

She doesn't look very old; her cheeks still have a bit of baby fat.

Her lips were red and rosy, and her expression was innocent.

Seeing beautiful things always lifts her spirits; it was as if the day's fatigue had been swept away. Smiling brightly, she said, "Young master, would you like to come and see the newly arrived rouge? You could give it to your sweetheart."

The other person was very enthusiastic, Xue Ci felt embarrassed to refuse, so she walked up to them.

The vendor immediately pushed several nicely colored rouge boxes in front of him and enthusiastically introduced them.

Xue Ci bought one box in the end.

He took out some loose silver from the purse at his waist and handed it to the other person.

He'd been in this world for a month, and he still couldn't understand how these silver coins were converted.

Fortunately, I don't have to worry about making a living.

Xue Ci plays the role of the young master of a wealthy family in Cloud Maple Town. He lives a life of luxury, with the best of everything. However, he is in poor health, weak, and often out of breath. He has been a sickly child since he was young and is completely incapable of doing heavy work.

Logically, with such a healthy body, if kept at home and properly cared for, one could live for several more years. However, in feudal times, elders believed that the more one was in this condition, the more important it was to hold celebratory events to ward off illness and misfortune.

This is commonly known as "chong happy" (冲喜).

Unfortunately, the person whose birth chart the elders found for him this time, which was a perfect match, happened to be the main character.

The protagonist has a troubled past; he is the son of a prefect's concubine. During a family reunion, he is accidentally hit by a carriage, which unfortunately damages his brain, leaving him mentally impaired.

And his ideal love interest happens to be the protagonist's half-brother.

His beloved, of course, wanted to marry and have children, and wouldn't be with a man. Knowing he had no chance, he reluctantly agreed to the marriage, hoping to see her more often in the future.

After their marriage, the couple treated each other with respect. The protagonist was not very bright, but he was physically strong, efficient, and took meticulous care of her. However, just as their relationship was blossoming, the protagonist learned that he had a crush on her older brother.

A misunderstanding led to their divorce.

After the divorce, he gradually remembered the protagonist's good qualities and realized that he had fallen in love with her. So he went to Jiangnan to find her without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he was robbed by bandits on the road and was taken away. He was locked in a poor woodshed for several days. His body, which was already exhausted from the journey, could not hold on any longer and he died in the shed.

This is a story about getting rich through life in ancient urban areas. It doesn't take up much space; its purpose is simply to enrich the protagonist's life experience.

Xue Ci calculated that this time he only needed to stay for a year before he could fake his death and leave.

Holding the rouge, the handsome young man felt everything around him was new and exciting.

He spent a month in the small world recuperating at home, and when he went out, it was only to accompany his elders to seek medical advice.

He was only able to sneak out because his elders were busy with preparations for the Lantern Festival and their supervision was lax.

Xue Ci opened the rouge box and brought it close to her nose to smell it.

The strong smell of spices made him choke.

It cost several taels, Xue Ci was worried about wasting it: [It would be perfect as a gift for Qin Wuzhen, what do you think?]

Qin Wuzhen woman. Tired of officialdom, he resigned with his father and opened a pharmacy in Cloud Maple Town.

He also sees patients regularly, and in just a few years, he has gained the trust of the people of Cloud Maple Town because of his outstanding medical skills.

11: [Host is so smart! But will Qin Wuzhen know how to use it?]

Xue Ci thought for a moment: [He can leave it for his wife.]

Qin Wuzhen is portrayed as a straight man, so straight he couldn't be straighter. Xue Ci also sees this, so she has no choice but to keep her crush to herself. She marries the protagonist so that she can see Qin Wuzhen more often.

11. Doubt: [Could he really be straight?]

Xue Ci affirmed, "[I've read the information; he's a very traditional and upright gentleman. He shouldn't make a mistake this time.]"

11:[.]

Why does it seem like the more upright a character is portrayed, the more perverted they become?

It was already worried about its host, after all, the host's physical condition was too weak this time and it couldn't withstand the torment of being "crushed by a big truck" like before.

Xue Ci was unaware that 11's thoughts had gone astray; he was drawn to the fragrant roasted chestnuts beside him.

He bought half a bag, and the shopkeeper gave him two hawthorn berries as a freebie to cut through the greasiness.

With the temperature just right, Xue Ci simply took off the light gauze she was using to protect herself from the wind.

The young man's black hair fluttered in the wind, and his head was tied up in a small bun with a blue ribbon that matched his clothes.

The knots were tied casually, with a few strands falling out, which only made them look more lively.

Xue Ci strolled along, until she reached the end of the street and finally stopped at a pharmacy.

The pharmacy was grandly built; looking up, the ebony plaque bore the inscription "Returning Edge Hall," written by a renowned scholar from the capital.

It signifies a turning point or a turn for the better.

Xue Ci had visited many times with her family before. Upon entering the house, she casually asked the young man who was selecting medicinal herbs, "Jing Yun, where is your master?"

Jing Yun looked up and saw Xue Ci. He couldn't help but smile. When he saw that Xueci's arms were full of things, he immediately put down what he was doing.

Why did you buy all this stuff? Aren't you afraid of tiring yourself out?

He helped take it while talking.

"The master is in the backyard, and Fang Ming is helping out there too."

Jing Yun and Fang Ming are two apprentices taken in by Qin Wuzhen, and they usually help out at the pharmacy.

Xue Ci's body is truly weak; she was already out of breath after walking just one street.

Seeing that Xueci's chest was heaving and his breathing was slightly labored, Jing Yun immediately became nervous. She put the things she had taken in the corner and brought over a stool for Xue Ci to sit down and rest.

As he approached Xue Ci, a sweet aroma, unlike that of medicinal herbs, wafted into his nostrils.

Realizing that it was Xue Ci's scent, Jing Yun took a step back in embarrassment.

Strangely enough, he had seen many people who were physically weak, all with sallow complexions, emaciated bodies, and an air of weariness.

No one else could be like Xue Ci, who, despite being immersed in medicine since childhood, still have rosy lips and white teeth.

She was slender yet voluptuous.

Unaware of Jing Yun's gaze, Xue Ci parted her lips and breathed softly.

Does the tip of the tongue peek out from the mouth? It makes one want to explore—is this person's skin all white and pink?

In this world, her physical level was set to F, making her too sickly. Xue Ci's cheeks flushed an unnatural red, her expression listless, and her eyes drooping.

Until a deep sound reached my ear--

"Did you leave in a hurry?"

Xue Ci looked up and saw a familiar face.

Qin Wuzhen handsome and tall, and his light-wash, dark-patterned long robe accentuated his refined and elegant appearance.

He has been treating patients for many years, and his eyes and brows are filled with the benevolence of a healer. However, upon closer inspection, the man has a pair of narrow, cold, phoenix eyes that can create a sense of estrangement if stared at for too long.

"I've only walked one street." Afraid of being scolded, Xue Ci put on a pitiful look. "I feel a tightness in my chest, and I can't breathe."

This is an old problem of Xue Ci's.

Seeing him tilting his little face up, his eyes misty and pleading, Qin Wuzhen unconsciously swallowed back her stern words.

Perhaps because she was spoiled by her family, Xue Ci spoke in a soft, affectionate tone, sounding gentle and endearing.

Qin Wuzhen had never been to Jiangnan, so he didn't know if Xue Ci's accent was similar to that of the people there.

It's like a stream that has just thawed.

"Let me take a look." Qin Wuzhen squatted down naturally and placed his fingers on Xue Ci's wrist.

There's a slight protrusion of the wrist bone there, and you can see bluish-purple blood vessels.

The pulse is weaker than average, but still within the normal range.

Qin Wuzhen withdrew her hand, about to ask him why he had come here, and whether he had come alone, when the next second—

Xue Ci's face loomed large in front of him.

"I rushed here to find you, so you can't scold me," Xue Ci matter-of-factly. "And you can't blame me either."

Qin Wuzhen chuckled helplessly, "When did I blame you?"

He saw Xue Ci pause for a moment, her rounded eyes slightly glazed, her thick, curled eyelashes fluttering as if she had just remembered something. "I bought food for you and the others, and I also bought you a gift separately."

The young man nestled close to the man, whispering sweet nothings.

The sound wasn't loud, but the pharmacy was quiet, Jing Yun, who was standing at the counter, heard it too.

My ears were burning from listening.

If this were a woman, it would look like she was flirting.

However, being a man himself, Xue Ci probably didn't mean that.

That's what "Xue Ci" means.

Soon, a voice rang in my head.

[Congratulations, host, you have completed your first task.]

[You also need to complete a second task—go out to gather herbs with Qin Wuzhen.]

Compared to the first one, this task is much more challenging.

Therefore, Xue Ci now has to shut Qin Wuzhen up.

He took a small wooden box from his pocket.

Qin Wuzhen was very sensitive to smells, and as soon as Xue Ci opened it, he could smell the spices.

He remained seated, neither surprised nor angry at Xue Ci giving him a gift from a young woman, and asked politely, "You're giving me this?"

Xue Ci nodded. "You can give it to your future wife."

Qin Wuzhen had his coming-of-age ceremony two years ago, which was quite rare in ancient times. The man was devoted to practicing medicine and saving lives, and his elders had all passed away, so he was not bound by any restrictions on marriage.

"By the time I get married, things might have already changed." Qin Wuzhen helplessly, "Why would you think of buying rouge?"

Xue Ci as she recounted how the vendors had enthusiastically recommended the product to her, and how she felt embarrassed not to buy it.

After hearing this, Qin Wuzhen stared at his face.

This face... doesn't need rouge.

Qin Wuzhen didn't want to spoil the mood. He readily took the rouge, picked up the food Xue Ci had bought, and led her into the room in the backyard, where he poured her a cup of hot tea.

A moment later, Fang Ming came in and greeted Xue Ci.

The rooms in the backyard were used by them for resting or entertaining acquaintances, so it seems Xue Ci didn't come for a medical consultation.

Fang Ming: "You must have been bored at home, so you came to visit us? But we have some things to do today; we're going to the mountains with our master to collect herbs later."

Xue Ci had finally heard this, and eagerly exclaimed, "I'll go too!"

Fang Ming glanced at Qin Wuzhen.

The man was helping Xue Ci filter tea leaves when he heard this. He put down his cup and asked, "The roads in the mountains are difficult to travel. Can you handle it?"

Xue Ci immediately assured her that she would not cause trouble and would rest if she was too tired.

However, he still failed to impress Qin Wuzhen.

Seeing that the man was about to get up, Xue Ci panicked and reached across the table to grab his sleeve.

"Brother Zimu, please, I won't disobey!"

Qin Wuzhen's expression finally changed.

Since the passing of his loved ones, few people have called him that anymore.

His sleeve swayed slightly.

Qin Wuzhen looked down; Xue Ci's fingertips were already red from the embroidery on his clothes.

So delicate, yet she insisted on going to collect herbs?

But when she met Xue Ci's misty eyes, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

[Congratulations, host! The second task is complete!]

[Easily won over by a straight man!]

"..." 11's words reminded Xue Ci, and he dared not be careless, so he took the initiative to help Qin Wuzhen throw away the tea leaves.

The backyard and the front hall are separated by a curtain.

Xue Ci walking in a hurry, and as soon as she reached out to push away, she bumped into something solid.

It was as if he had hit a wall; he was immediately bounced back several steps.

"Are you alright?" Jing Yun immediately went over to help him up, noticing Xue Ci's unfamiliar expression towards the man who bumped into him. "This is Master's younger brother, he came to deliver some pastries from home to Master."

Qin Wuzhen's younger brother?

Xue Ci didn't expect to meet the protagonist so soon.

Immediately looked up--

The protagonists Qin Zhuo and Qin Wuzhen, are completely different types.

Wearing a short-sleeved shirt, his entire arm was exposed, his muscles bulging, so strong that Xue Ci felt she could be lifted up by one hand.

His gaze fell on Qin Zhuo's face.

The man had striking features, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes; he was handsome and rugged. Perhaps because he spent most of his time indoors, his exposed skin was a healthy tan.

At that moment, a pair of pitch-black eyes were staring straight at them.

Too tall... He looks like he only has brute strength.

Luckily, it was just a simpleton.

Later, you can lie to him and say that after you get married, you only need to sleep in the same bed, and you don't need to do anything else.

Xue Ci with satisfaction.

Author's Note:

Waaaaah, my silly baby only knows how to use brute force to charge around, waaaah!

The vulgar joke was directed at the older brother.