Fang Chengyu felt like he was already dead, otherwise he wouldn't be so comfortable.

This feeling must be comfort. Fang Chengyu is not quite sure. Since he was five years old, he has only been accompanied by pain. Maybe he had a comfortable feeling when he was a child, but he can no longer remember it.

For him, the most pleasant feeling is the absence of physical pain, which is comfort.

He couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Death is also a kind of relief for him.

But just as he sighed, a sound of surprise suddenly rang in his ears.

"Chengyu!"

"Chengyu, you're awake!"

Fang Chengyu opened his eyes and saw the surprised faces of his grandmother and mother, with tears on his mother's face.

King Yan is a really interesting person. If he tells you to die at three o'clock in the morning, no one can keep you until five o'clock. Similarly, you cannot die before three o'clock in the morning, you can only wait.

Waiting.

Fang Chengyu's usual smile appeared on his face.

"Grandma and mother, I'm fine." He said, "Maybe I was too tired yesterday and woke up late today."

"I was too tired yesterday" has a complex meaning when said by someone on the second day after the wedding night.

Although they knew it was impossible, Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang couldn't help but glance at him.

All the festive items that were originally placed on the wedding bed were removed and laid out neatly, and the two quilts were also laid out neatly.

They came to visit early because they were worried, but were stopped by the maid Liu'er who said that the young lady had not woken up yet. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long because Miss Jun heard the noise and let them in.

When they came in, they saw Miss Jun coming out of the inner room wearing her underwear. She asked them to go see Fang Chengyu and then Liu'er helped her to wash up.

When they went in, they saw that although the bedding had been made up, it was obvious that the two of them had slept in the same bed last night.

"Hey, old lady and first lady. Now that you have seen the young master, you can rest assured, right?"

Liu'er's impolite voice came from behind, interrupting their reverie.

You are just daydreaming. How could such a thing be possible?

Old Mrs. Fang shook her head and turned around, and was stunned again when she saw that Miss Jun was not there.

"Miss...oh no...Young Madam is tired and is resting in the study." Liu'er said. "Let's talk later if you have anything to say."

We should talk about Fang Chengyu's treatment.

Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang frowned.

"Okay. You all should go and have a rest. What are you doing staying in the house of a newlywed couple?" Liu'er said impatiently.

This dead girl.

Old Mrs. Fang and First Mrs. Fang's brows twitched.

"You don't have to worry about it from now on. The young master will be taken care of by the young mistress. You just enjoy your life." Liu'er continued with a smile.

Mrs. Fang was about to say something, but Mrs. Fang stopped her.

"She'd better take good care of Chengyu, otherwise..." she said with a sullen face.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Liu'er.

"What else?" Liu Er was very angry. "If she dies, will you blame my young lady?"

"Don't you know what your young master is like?"

"He was going to die anyway. What does it have to do with our lady?"

The angry maid threw a tantrum and drove Old Madam Fang and First Madam Fang out. Many people were paying attention to the young master after the first night of marriage, so they all saw this scene.

No one knew how Miss Jun tortured Master Fang, and no one knew whether she was dead or alive. Anyway, everyone saw Madam Fang wiping away tears with red eyes.

The servants in the house were all amazed. Miss Jun's maid was even more impressive than when she first entered the mansion.

In the past, she was a daughter of an official family. She relied on her father's reputation for loyalty and righteousness to be overbearing in the Fang family. Now she is the young mistress of the Fang family, and will become the first wife or the old lady Fang in the future. Naturally, she can be even more overbearing.

Miss Tan Shangjun, the Fang family is really in big trouble.

Sister Fang Jinxiu, who also cared about her younger brother, soon heard the news.

Upon learning that Jun Zhenzhen did not allow her family to visit or take care of her, and thus trapped Fang Chengyu in her hands, Fang Jinxiu broke a pen in anger.

"She takes care of Chengyu? She will take care of a shit." She cursed.

"Don't swear." Fang Yunxiu reminded.

"She is not even as good as fart." Fang Jinxiu changed her words.

Fang Yuxiu chuckled.

"Little sister, wait and see." she said.

"Wait? Don't wait until her belly gets big, wait until I die first." Fang Jinxiu said coldly.

…

"Mother, Chengyu doesn't look well."

After returning to the house and sending the servants away, Mrs. Fang spoke with a worried look on her face.

The anger that had gathered on Old Lady Fang's face because of the girl's words had long since dissipated.

"He's not a good person to begin with, and he's going to get worse and worse," she said. "Now that it's like this, don't rush it."

Believe in Jun Zhenzhen.

That was what she meant, but she couldn't bring herself to say it.

Perhaps believing is an unavoidable choice, but what if I don't believe it?

Mrs. Fang remained silent.

"With that girl shouting and yelling around, it's very convenient for her to do things." Old Mrs. Fang said again.

"Yes, now everyone knows that she is feeding Chengyu medicine, but even if she jumps out and says that she can cure Chengyu, no one will believe her." Mrs. Fang said with a smile.

Old Mrs. Fang frowned again.

"It's just that what this girl said was so rude," she said.

"It doesn't matter if it sounds bad, as long as it works," said Mrs. Fang.

…

"No idle people are allowed in."

"Not everyone can come to the young mistress's yard."

"You guys serve the young master, be good and behave yourself."

"Go boil the medicine, and get some more. The young mistress said that the medicine is not effective enough."

After driving away Old Madam Fang and Madam Fang, the girl became more and more arrogant, her voice rising and falling, and it seemed that the whole yard was filled with her voice.

Fang Chengyu lay on the bed and sighed.

Death was a relief to him.

In the other room, Miss Jun was dressed as usual. Although she looked a little tired, she looked calm. Liu'er's voice outside seemed to be a beautiful accompaniment. In tune with the voice, she wrote down the medical case that her master had talked about.

She was neither anxious nor afraid.

Since God has given her a new life, he must give her justice.

The second day of the wedding passed in this chaos. After nightfall, Miss Jun, who had not appeared in the room all day, walked in.

Liu'er drove the maids in the house away.

"Go out, go out. The young master will be taken care of by the young mistress," she said.

Take care of? She didn't even show her face for the whole day, yet she dared to say that she took care of the young master without any hesitation.

Looking at the young master who was sitting in the wheelchair with a peaceful expression as if he heard and saw nothing, the maids looked angry and sad.

"Go ahead and listen to what the young mistress says." Fang Chengyu said with a smile.

What else can we do?

The girls lowered their heads and retreated sadly.