Chapter Eleven Yu's Family

  （1）

  When he saw Zhen's aunt return, Mr. Yu was very happy.

  "Hmm, how's this? Have you and your daughter come to an agreement?" Old Master Yu was already over fifty years old. His originally thick and black hair had turned white due to his son Yu Chen's illness. At this moment, even his footsteps were somewhat unsteady.

  Madam Zhen hurriedly welcomed him and helped Old Master Yu sit down on the sofa, then poured another cup of tea. "Don't worry, sir. Both my sister's and my lives were saved by you, so what reason is there to disallow this marriage?"

  Mr. Yu took a sip of tea and coughed twice. "This matter is indeed not right for our Yu family either. This child, Yu Chen, has been in a coma for over two months now, relying on nutrient solution to sustain himself, with no idea when he will wake up. And because of this old man who is about to die soon, I have to let your daughter marry into our family, this is truly——" He started coughing violently again.

  "Don't say that, Master." Zhen's aunt patted Old Master Yu's back and sighed. "I'm also an old person in the Yu mansion. To be honest, I care about Young Master from the bottom of my heart. He has been ill for many days, and Xiao Yu is a sensible child who understands what's going on. Even if you didn't have that dream, I would have suggested this auspicious union anyway."

  Mr. Yu heard Mrs. Zhen say this, put down his teacup and smiled, saying, "I knew it, you are the most sincere people to the Yu family, don't worry, my Yu family will never treat you unfairly."

  "Sir, you're being too harsh on me and my daughter. Xiaoyu marrying into the Yu family is a blessing from our past lives, no matter how you look at it, we're the ones who are inferior." Madam Zhen immediately picked up where he left off.

  Mr. Yu laughed even more heartily, "But it can't be said that way entirely, after all your daughter is going to marry into my Yu family, and her value has changed from before." He stood up, his footsteps becoming much more nimble, "You take care of these trivial matters first, the household has been in a mess for days."

  Madam Zhen saw Old Master Yu off as he went upstairs.

  "How is the young master?"

  A maid carrying a water basin came down from upstairs, and after hearing Aunt Zhen's question, she shrugged her shoulders, "Still the same, relying on daily injections of nutrient solution and hanging physiological saline."

  Madam Zhen waved her hand and let the maid leave, then walked upstairs herself.

  Yu Chen's room is empty now. It still looks the same as before, with the calendar showing a date from over two months ago. Zhen Ayi flips the calendar to today's date, and it turns out Yu Chen has been asleep for so long. It seems her mind was too focused on Xiao Yu and the others, causing her to somewhat forget about this young master.

  "It's almost over, in seven days you'll marry a beautiful girl and then you can be free." Zhen Yi stuffed the pillow under his head, frowning as he looked at Yu Chen's sunken cheeks. "So thin, how can you match up to my family's lovely daughter?"

  （2）

  Zhen's aunt returned to Yu's residence, and all the servants knew about it immediately.

  "It's really pitiful, having worked for the Yu family for so many years and not being able to say anything, they just sacrificed a daughter." One maid whispered to another, "Just because our master had a dream that young master's illness needs a girl to ward off evil spirits in order to recover, they're going to marry their daughter off. Our young master has so many illnesses that no doctor can cure, what use is warding off evil spirits?"

  "It's not that it's a case of desperate times calling for desperate measures, the old master has no other choice, otherwise he wouldn't have casually chosen a servant's daughter to marry over."

  "Otherwise? Still want to find a perfect match? Our young master has been bedridden for three months, which family's daughter would be willing to marry into this situation? It's not like we have a choice, we can only find someone who can be controlled. When the time comes and our young master recovers, he'll definitely kick her out, and we won't get any benefits."

  Zhen Yi smiled and listened to the murmurs of discussion from the people in the surveillance, bringing the receiver closer to her ear. "Xiao Qi, keep a close eye on your sister at home, don't let anything go wrong, I'll be back late today, can you hold on by yourself?"

  "It's okay, just come back before two thirty." Zhen Tianqi replied.

  "Moreover, Master Yu's dream will continue for a few more days until Xiaoyu signs the contract and cannot be interrupted."

  The role of dreams is so obvious, it can make people go crazy to the point where they confuse fantasy and reality, like Yu Chen. It can also serve as a prophecy that appears in dreams to advance the development of reality, like Master Yu.

  （3）

  Aunt Zhen returned home after midnight.

  The room was dark, the gloomy atmosphere made her feel creepy. She turned on the light switch, and the sudden brightness made her squint uncomfortably, then she let out a startled jump.

  The daughter sat motionless on the sofa, staring at herself, her pale complexion from not going out for a long time was particularly striking under the bright daylight lamp.

  "Xiao Qi, what are you doing sitting here?"

  Zhen Tianqi was stunned for a long time before turning her eyes, with a slightly dazed expression. "Oh, mom, you're back."

  "It's midnight, you scared me to death." Zhen Yi let out a sigh of relief, "What's wrong with you? Why aren't you watching your sister and instead sitting here?"

  "Oh, I just came out. Poured some water and then snapped back to reality. Just now when mom was talking to me, I reacted for half a day." Zhen Tianqi stiffly smiled, "My face is numb."

  Auntie Zhen casually put the coat on the sofa, opened the door of the storage room as usual and took a look inside, but frowned, "You moved her?"

  "Oh." Zhen Tianqi stood up, "I helped sister wipe her body. I thought she would wake up soon—"

  "You've thought of everything," said Aunt Zhen with a smile. "How's that? Is everything all right?"

  "Uh-huh. No problem."

  Auntie Zhen nodded, "Mm. I'll keep watch for now, you sleep for a bit first, and then take another look at 2:30."

  "Okay, mom." Zhen Tianqi's face turned even paler, "I'll go wash my face first, I'm a bit tired."

  She turned and walked towards the bathroom, taking a deep breath.

  It's true, I'm a bit tired.