Chapter 309:
After she proposed summoning an imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Office to check a pulse for reassurance, and the man in front of her kept dodging left and right, Xie Wanning finally changed her expression.
“Lu Ziyan! It’s just checking a pulse, what exactly are you afraid of!”
“What would I be afraid of,” Lu Ziyan looked helpless, “it’s just that it’s already late at night, and it’s the year-end period, the Imperial Medical Office probably only has two on-duty old imperial physicians right now, and it’s still snowing outside, why rush it at this moment.”
This reasoning was indeed sound.
But could Xie Wanning not know him?
This was not a king who was considerate of his subjects and magnanimous and benevolent.
Not to mention snowing, if he wasn’t guilty of a conscience, as long as she gave the order, even if it was knives falling outside, he would summon the imperial physician to reassure her.
Xie Wanning’s heart sank straight down, her eyes reddening as she glared at him, “Do you have a hidden illness in your body?”
“…” Lu Ziyan fell silent.
“Whether I have a hidden illness, wouldn’t you know, hmm?” He stretched out his arm to pull her into his arms, coaxing, “Good Wanwan, don’t worry about these things, I promise you, tomorrow I’ll summon the imperial physician, tomorrow I’ll summon all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Office, alright?”
“It’s really too late today, not good to make a big fuss, if the people outside hear, they’ll think something happened to us.”
He kept chattering on, his lips beginning to kiss her now and then.
Xie Wanning was already worried, and seeing him still so oblivious, she couldn’t help but slap his face to push him away a bit.
“Lu Ziyan!” she said earnestly: “I don’t care what you’re hiding from me, but if you really die young, I absolutely won’t guard this cold imperial palace alone!”
“…” Lu Ziyan grasped her wrist, placed it at his lip and pecked it, suddenly smiling, “So worried about me?”
Xie Wanning hated how serious she was being while he was so nonchalant, her eyes red as she glared at him.
Lu Ziyan couldn’t stand her little expression, immediately tugging her arm to pull her into his embrace, “Alright, alright, I won’t leave you alone.”
He laughed, “Even if I die young, I’ll take you with me, how about that, are you afraid?”
“…” Xie Wanning stiffened all over.
“Afraid now?” Lu Ziyan tightened his hold on the person in his arms, saying softly, “Just scaring you, don’t be afraid.”
No one knew if what he said was true or false.
This obsessive madman!
Xie Wanning closed her eyes and said no more.
Lu Ziyan coaxed her a few more times, seeing her still silent, helplessly sighed, “Why can’t you take any teasing.”
“You’re the one who can’t take teasing!”
Xie Wanning was inexplicably angry, gripping his lapel, she suddenly straddled him, reaching to undo his knot buttons.
Soon finding it too slow to undo the buttons one by one, impatiently she just tore them open.
Earning Lu Ziyan’s surprised laugh: “So impatient?”
After receiving a glare, he obediently raised his hands and lay still.
“Alright, alright,” he smiled at her: “Play with me however you want.”
“…” These words nearly amused Xie Wanning to anger as she was pulling off his clothes.
“Forget it,” she rolled off him, mockingly saying: “You, a sickly person who always spits blood, what’s fun about that.”
Lu Ziyan was very familiar with the term sickly person; a few years ago, he loved using sickly person and old man to refer to Pei Yuqing.
Now, hit right in the vital spot by the belated boomerang, his mood was complicated too.
But he quickly reacted, reaching to pinch her waist, flipping over to pin her beneath him, gritting his teeth with a laugh: “Whether I’m fun or not, you’ll know once you play.”
