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Flash Marriage: Married To The Sour-faced General

Mei Deng has always tried to lead a model life as a doctor, all because he promised his childhood love he would take care of others, as she did him. Sadly, his life ended far too soon at an early age, leaving him unable to keep his promise. The heavens grant him another chance, as the unscrupulous son of a minister, known for inducing turmoil. Now living as Yu Xiaoguang, he wishes to use his modern medical skills to help save lives and keep his promise, all while rebuilding the reputation of the Yu family. *Excerpt* "Father has passed?. Did he leave me a huge inheritance by any chance?." "No. He left behind his debts." "Aish!. Who does he owe?." "Five other ministers in the capital and the great Wang general." "You sly dog!. How shall we pay the great general?." "Yu Daiyu is to be wedded to his son." "My sister is getting married?. At least that fixes that." "Brother Xiaoguang, lady Daiyu was sighted fleeing the capital with her lover!!!." "Whaaat!. Who shall marry the general's son?!." "......" "When is the wedding?." "Tomorrow, the cart shall come fetch her in the morning." It was, till the next morning, that Yu Xiaoguang found himself, wearing the wedding dress, a red veil over his head, in a wedding procession headed staright for the general's residence. "What is the general's son like?." "Unforgiving, intolerant rumours has it, he has a sour face!." Read through the complicated lives of a modern day physician and a sour-faced general. -Exhibition Arc: 46-155 *********** Author: Anyone interested in joining the novel's discord server? there's the link! https://discord.gg/VzbVtHdN For every fifty new members I'll release five new chapters the following day!

Riceballs_25 · LGBT+
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500 Chs

Who Is He Being Kept From?

Chan Zian couldn't stop staring at the house someone as rich as Ming Baozhai was staying in. Heaps of paperwork were piled up on the only table in the house, and the flowers kept by the window were no longer fresh.

His staring was interrupted by a crashing sound in the kitchen area, running through the seals and scrolls on the ground, he made his way into the kitchen. 

"What happened?"

"There was no need to come running, this kettle just feel on my head." Ming Baozhai said, once more belittling his sufferings, in a bid to not show weakness.

Chan Zian noticed that the kitchen was the nearest and best organized part of the house. "Ming Baozhai, when was the last time you made something to eat?" He casually asked, crouching down to pick up the kettle.

Ming Baozhai started counting his fingers, genuinely confused, because most of the food he ate was given to him by his deputy, Hao-Yu.