The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor

Night.

The moonlight was like water, and the shadows of the trees danced.

In the courtyard, one person sat quietly.

The refreshing and intense alcohol fragrance spread around.

The person on the left was dressed in extravagant clothes with wide sleeves. He held a cup in one hand and looked lazy. 𝘣𝑒𝘥𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝑙．𝘤𝘰𝘮

His five features were beautiful, and his charm was peerless, especially that pair of eyes that were as blue as the sea and looked even deeper in the night sky.

He raised his sharp brows slightly, with an indescribable charm.

"I didn't expect the always carefree Eldest Young Master Jian to use alcohol to drown his sorrows one day." A clear and melodious voice sounded. Then, a tall and composed figure silently appeared in the courtyard.

Before anyone could see how he moved, he had already reached the chair on the other side.

Jian Fengchi looked up and smiled at him. "Young Master Yun, are you so free?"

Yun Muchen's lips curled up slightly as he poured himself a cup.

He placed the teacup in his hand and gently caressed it. He ignored his teasing and smiled. "That's right. I've been busy counting money and spending money recently. I'm really very busy."

Jian Fengchi chuckled.

Everyone now knew that the birth of the two little emperors had caused Yun Muchen to completely turn the tables on the gambling table. Now, he really had a lot of money.

He originally had a distinguished status, so the amount of money he bet was also very shocking. In this situation, it was unimaginable how much he had earned.

Jian Fengchi bet wrongly and lost quite a bit. Hence, he was very upset when he saw Yun Muchen's face. "This wine isn't free."

Yun Muchen laughed. "I need to pay for wine to send me off?"

Jian Fengchi was dazed and turned to look at him. "You're leaving?"

Yun Muchen blinked. "Yeah, I've been here for quite some time. If I don't go back soon, my Xiao Hua will miss me to death. I can't bear to part with her."

As he spoke, he gently stroked his chin. "Coincidentally, I earned quite a bit this time. I'll go back and pick some good ones for her."

Jian Fengchi was confused. "The person you're talking about…"

Yun Muchen smiled and said, "Of course, it's my Madam."

Jian Fengchi was even more shocked. "You're already married?"

"What, is it very strange?" Yun Muchen glanced at him lightly. "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Jian Fengchi instantly felt an arrow in his knee.

Even Tuan Zi had been shamelessly abducted by Zi Chen. He was still…

It was already enough to deal a blow, yet Yun Muchen's move was a fatal blow.

Jian Fengchi fell into deep thoughts. I don't seem… that bad, right?

Seeing Jian Fengchi's silence, Yun Muchen felt sympathy for him for some reason.

He reached out and patted Jian Fengchi's shoulders. "Brother, don't be discouraged. There's always hope if you chase after her. At least, you don't have a brother, right?"

Jian Fengchi glanced at him with deep meaning. This sentence sounds like there's clearly… a story.

Yun Muchen coughed and silently shed a tear of sympathy for himself.

Thinking of the history of fighting with him—who doted on his sister so much—he felt very sad. However, he naturally wouldn't say this.

"As long as people like you, so what if you wait a little longer?"

Upon hearing this, Jian Fengchi finished the remaining half of the cup of wine.

It burned from his throat to his windpipe.

A light breeze blew over, and the leaves rustled.

The lights on the corridor were bright, casting a few shadows.

He tilted his head, pressed his lips against each other, and fell silent. After a long time, he said, "How do you know that she likes me?"

Yun Muchen looked surprised.

Jian Fengchi sighed lightly, his eyes darkening as if he were immersed in his memories. "From Country Yao Chen to Ling Xiao Academy, to Peach Blossom Dock, and finally to the Fantasy Divine Palace… I followed her wherever she went, but she was always avoiding me. There were many times when I felt that she should like me, but I'm not sure now."

His voice was very light, but it was especially clear in the quiet night.

Yun Muchen put down his wine cup. Suddenly, his gaze turned, and he looked in a certain direction calmly.

Very quickly, he retracted his gaze and slowly asked, "Does this mean that you don't want to chase her anymore?"

Jian Fengchi rubbed his temples.

He had always had a good tolerance for alcohol, but he was a little tipsy from deliberately letting himself go today. The scene in front of him seemed to be covered in a layer of mist and couldn't be seen clearly.

After a long while, when Yun Muchen thought that he had acquiesced to the question, he finally spoke. "If I don't chase her, who am I going to chase?"

Yun Muchen's lips curled up. "There are thousands of women in the world. Why must you hang yourself to inflexible and stubborn? I heard that Eldest Young Master Jian used to be a famous flirt in Tianling. I wonder how many women you had."

With Jian Fengchi's appearance, he was truly a troublemaker just by standing there. Moreover, his current status and strength were extremely good.

Jian Fengchi was silent for a moment and chuckled. "You don't understand."

Yun Muchen laughed lightly. "What don't I know? The onlooker sees the clearest. It's impossible to say that she really doesn't have any feelings for you, but have you never thought about why she refused to agree to you for so long?"

Jian Fengchi looked up at him.

"It's all because you owed too many flirtatious debts in the past—"

"Bullshit!" Jian Fengchi suddenly yelled and interrupted him. "I—"

He wanted to argue, but he swallowed the words at the tip of his tongue.

Yun Muchen sized him up with much interest.

The wind seemed to be stronger than before.

He thought for a while before saying, "Brother, why don't we forget about it? If she doesn't like you, what's the use of holding that contract? Can you really restrain her?"

This sentence seemed to have poked Jian Fengchi's heart because he knew very clearly that it was indeed the closest connection between the two of them. Once it was gone… He didn't even have the right to pester her.

As the drunkenness overwhelmed him, Jian Fengchi felt even more dizzy and painful.

He finished the last bottle of wine in one go, and there seemed to be ripples in his eyes.

Bang.

He slammed the bottle down as if he had made up his mind. Then, he suddenly stood up. "You're right."

He heaved a sigh of relief. I shouldn't tie her down.

As he spoke, he walked toward Mu Hongyu's residence without hesitation.

But the moment he walked a distance, he felt that there seemed to be another person in front of him.

He stopped in his tracks and looked over. "…Hongyu?"

At this moment, the two of them were standing in the corridor. A crystal lamp hung at the side and swayed gently with the wind.

The candlelight landed on her face.

"Hongyu, why are you here?" Jian Fengchi was so surprised that he almost thought he was hallucinating.

It wasn't until his hand landed on her soft cheek that the warm touch reminded him that everything in front of him wasn't an illusion.

He knew that he should retract his hand, but at this moment, he felt a little reluctant.

"I came to look for you because I have something to tell you," Mu Hongyu said. Her eyes were clear, as if she had never fallen for him for a moment.

Jian Fengchi pressed down on her lips. "Don't say it."

He turned his head slightly, afraid that she would smell the alcohol, and took a deep breath in. Then, he said, "Listen to me first."

Mu Hongyu stopped moving.

Jian Fengchi paused for a while and took out an envelope from his arms.

He looked down.

"This is… your contract. I'll return it to you. Hongyu, from today onward, you're free."