The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

The phrase struck Yun Yanli’s face like a cane. “Do you want to die?”

Ming-Die closed her eyes slightly as she heard that familiar threat. “My apologies, master.”

Yun Yanli was anxious and frustrated at the same time. He remained quiet as he strode forward without a direction. He pursed his lips as he was worried that Ming-Die might just die silently as he continued walking.

“Master, you’ve promised to marry me…” Ming-Die whispered.

“I can marry you.” Yun Yanli finally spoke after a long silence. Ming-Die has done so much for him, so the least that he could do now was to fulfill her last little wish.

Ming Die’s eyes were opened widely! She had been dreaming this for a long time now, and it was finally coming true! Trembling, she tried to reach Yun Yanli’s collar and grabbed it. “Could you please… give me a… wedding ceremony? Just… a small one… will do.”

It was challenging to organize a wedding ceremony within four hours. However, Yun Yanli would figure it out. Money could solve many problems. In addition, he was also good at threatening people.

Three hours later, the drummer, the red sedan, and a wedding officiant were prepared. Ming-Die finally embarked on the red sedan; however, she was lying down as she could not even remain seated.

A moment later, she was sent into a mansion. The mansion belonged to a rich man in the town. Coincidentally, the owner had the same surname- ‘Yun.’

Yun Yanli saw a sign at the mansion with his surname carved on it. An hour ago, he threatened the owner of this family to lend him his mansion. Although he had given the man a good offer, he did not hesitate to threaten him as well.

The owner of the mansion came from an ordinary family. How could he even say no to Yun Yanli? In the end, they agreed to lend the mansion to him and even helped him to put up the decorations.

As everything was put together in such an ad-hoc fashion, none of them had time to invite their friends or loved ones. Yun Yanli was slightly depressed as he carried Ming-Die down from the sedan and walked into the wedding hall while the drummer was playing music in the background.

Although Ming-Die was extremely weak, she still tried her best to stay awake and looked at him as much as possible.

Yun Yanli closed his eyes to hide his emotions as he noticed her face getting paler and paler. What if he proposed to marry his beloved when he was dying? Would his beloved try to fulfill his wish? It was unlikely. He was nothing in her eyes; she would not even frown even if he died in front of her.

He smiled with grief and tried to stop thinking about all this nonsense now. However, before he stepped into the wedding hall with Ming-Die in his arm, a man was floating around in the wedding hall.

He was wearing a glamorous robe with light embroidery and carried a green flute in his hand while his arms were crossed in front of his chest. “Yun Yanli, you are fast! I can’t believe that you’re getting married again! Marrying someone is just like having a meal, I guess.”

Yun Yanli had a headache just seeing the man. “Kun Xueyi, why are you here?” He asked in an icy tone.

Kun Xueyi smiled and added, “I’m a straight forward person. I’m not going to beat around the bush this time. You have two options now – you can continue marrying this little butterfly, and then we watch her die together; or, you cancel the wedding ceremony now, and I’ll save her life. However, you need to promise me that you will have a clean-cut with her after I save her life. Your call!”