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Wei Yi's apricot eyes widened a bit, as if she didn't expect Wei Jia to say this.

She murmured quickly and lowered her head again, her ears turning slightly red.

Wei Jia's thin lips pursed slightly, her eyes were very puzzled: "What Yier just said, eldest brother didn't hear. Well, you don't need to say more, eldest brother will not let you marry."

"I'm willing to marry my cousin!" The female voice was low.

"what?"

"I'm willing to marry my cousin." Wei Yi glared at Wei Jia and said coquettishly, "Brother, you are so bad, I will ignore you."

Wei Yi only felt his cheeks get hot, he didn't dare to meet his elder brother's sullen eyes, and ran away, vaguely hearing a slightly muffled laughter behind him.

Wei Jia held back the smile at the corner of his lower lip and looked away from his sister's figure.

Knowing that Wei Yi liked Yin Ce and was willing to marry Yin Ce, he was relieved.

He likes to see his younger sister look so lively and lively, instead of being as dead as an old man entering his twilight years like these three years.

In the past few years, Wei Jia has not asked for much, first, for her mother to return safely, and second, for her sister to choose a good person to spend her life.

The pen was dipped in ink on the inkstone, and Wei Jia started writing again.

It was just the next second, when he saw the words that he had landed on the paper, his body suddenly froze, and the hand holding the pen curled slightly.

He raised his eyes and looked out the window. The sunlight outside the window was just right, and a little golden light fell on the ground, fascinated by Wei Jia's eyes.

For some reason, Wei Jia felt a little chill in his body and a slight dull pain in his chest, which took a while to recover.

With no expression on his face, he slowly put the words on the page aside, picked up a piece of paper again, pursed his slightly pale lips, and picked up the pen to practice calligraphy.

The wind gently blew from the window, raising a corner of the paper, and the word "Qingqing" was written at the end of the paper with the words "Qingqing".

...

East Palace

"Cough cough, cough cough..." The boy sneered, covering his trousers with snow-white clothes, lying on the soft squat, covered with a thin blanket, his fists pressed against his lips, and he coughed lowly.

The flickering candlelight reflected the thin figure of the young man. He was born very well, as bright as the bright moon, his eyes were as clear and warm as the moon, and his eyebrows were light, but he was like a fairy who came out of a painting.

A few coughs seemed to have consumed all his strength, he was unable to lie on the soft slump, his brows and eyes were tired, his eyelids were drooping, and his thin thin lips had a hint of purple that was imperceptible.

"Master, it's good to drink the medicine." The servant Xiaowu came in with the medicine.

After drinking half of it, the young man suddenly coughed, and all the medicine that he had not drank in all vomited out.

"Master, are you alright?" Xiao Wu's eyes were so red that he patted Yin Ce's back lightly.

After a while, Yin Ce slowed down.

"Master, drink some more."

Yin Ce waved his hand, looking tired and weak: "Put it down, what's the use of drinking more."

"Master, don't say that, you will definitely get better. You forgot, you and Miss Wei Yi will get married soon. You bite and take care of your health." Five panicked and frightened.

The house was silent for a moment.

The young man frowned slightly and sighed softly: "After all, I'm the one who got her involved."

Those people were going to deal with him, but they dragged Wei Yi into the water together, and it was he who harmed Wei Yi.

The imperial physician clearly asserted that he would not live to sixteen, but they still refused to let him go.

He had to find a way to save his cousin after his death.

"Master, you will definitely get better."