The Sickly Third Young Master of the Marquis’s Household

Liu Lingfeng transmigrated into the body of the sickly, chronically ill third young master of the Marquis’s household. From then on, everyone thought the Third Young Master had gone completely mad.

One moment, he’d sit bolt upright despite being at death’s door. The next, he’d laugh at the sky and head out the door.

Sitting bolt upright despite being at death’s door, he’d laugh and ask where his guest had come from.

Sitting bolt upright despite being at death’s door, he’d chat and laugh his way through another year.

Looking at the essays on the table mocking him, Liu Lingfeng swept his brush across the page: I’m sitting bolt upright on my deathbed, burning off my calories!

“Someone, post this for the whole world to see!”

His pageboy said, “The Junior Minister of the Court of Judicial Review requests your presence.” “I’m not going!”

“Something terrible has happened, Third Young Master! The Junior Minister of the Court of Judicial Review has come to the marquis’s residence to see you.”

The Junior Minister held out the osmanthus pastries the Third Young Master had eaten three plates of last time and said fondly, “Look how thin you’ve gotten. Eat more. What do you mean, burning calories?”

The Third Young Master had this to say: You can be as sweet as you like. I love my food salty!

[Feisty, tsundere young master X cunning, shameless wolf of a junior minister]