The Coffin Shop's Little Husband (Female-Dominant World)

The heir of the Marquis of Zhen Guo's household suddenly became gravely ill. Imperial physicians from the palace and famous doctors from the capital were all summoned, but every one of them sighed and shook their head.

The elders of the marquis's household had no choice but to prepare for her death.

They ordered a coffin from the Ye family's coffin shop in West Corner Alley. With the work so urgent, Ye's mother worked until her eyes were red and didn't dare rest for a moment.

Ye's father was heartbroken. In the kitchen, he grumbled that Ye's mother had only just recovered from a cold, and that the marquis's household was so powerful, its steward so high and mighty. He'd flung down a bag of silver without giving anyone a chance to speak, then left.

No matter how generous the payment was, what if something happened to Ye's mother after working herself to the bone?

Ye Xize was picking vegetables. He lowered his head, feeling sorry for both his mother and his father. After lunch, he clenched his fists and, without telling his parents, ran off to the Marquis of Zhen Guo's residence.

The Marquis of Zhen Guo's household was of high rank, and its members were tangled up in all sorts of schemes. Now that the heir seemed close to death, the second, third, fourth, and fifth branches, all coveting her position, began to grow restless.

The head branch knew this perfectly well and was deeply displeased, but at the moment, they had no time to deal with them.

The entire household seemed to have lost its backbone. The servants were slacking off, and the gates might as well have been left open.

When Ye Xize arrived, he stammered out an excuse and was allowed inside.

At Langya Pavilion, servants hurried in and out. Doctors came and went, and muffled sobs drifted from inside. Several richly dressed men emerged from the room, along with a stern, middle-aged woman and a Taoist priest carrying a horsetail whisk.

No one paid any attention to Ye Xize's sudden appearance.

Ye Xize was nervous. The marquis's residence was a grand and noble household, and only after entering did he belatedly begin to feel afraid.

A servant hurried past, saw him, and shoved a copper basin into his hands. "Hurry up and take this in. Attend to the heir's cleansing."

Ye Xize accepted it in a daze, then was pushed into the room.

The room was huge. After passing through several doorways, Ye Xize followed the others into the inner chamber.

The heir lay on the bed, her face pale. She was extraordinarily beautiful.

Ye Xize stared at her in a daze. A busy servant snatched the basin from beside him and scolded him impatiently. "What are you standing there for? Get over there!"

Ye Xize was shoved again and again, driven to the bedside. His foot caught on the step, and he fell onto the heir, who looked like an immortal.

The instant their lips touched, Ye Xize's eyes flew open.

The copper basin hit the floor. The servants cried out and ran outside.

Ye Xize was dazed, gazing into those deep, dark eyes. It took him a long while to make out the voices around him.

"The heir is awake! The heir is awake! Quick, go tell the Marquis and the Marquis's consort!"

The stern woman and the Taoist priest soon came in. As soon as the priest saw what had happened, he flicked his horsetail whisk.

"May the Heavenly Worthy be without measure. The person destined to bring her good fortune is right here, close at hand."

Ye Xize was dumbfounded.

The heir lay on the bed, her eyes fixed on Ye Xize, as if investigating him, as if judging him. Then she closed her eyes and fell unconscious again.

When news of the marriage spread, the capital was in an uproar.

Ye's father took Ye Xize's hand, his lips trembling. Ye's mother sighed again and again, her eyes red as she stroked Ye Xize's head, heartbroken and helpless.

Ye Xize lowered his eyes and clenched his hand. No one knew how fast his heart had beaten when he kissed the heir.

Theme: Marriage is decreed by fate