The Emperor Wants To Marry The Doctor

This thought flashed across his mind.

Rong Xiu's brows faintly twitched. Then, he rubbed his nose. No, it shouldn't be. I have always been lucky. Such a situation… will likely not happen to me.

"It's fine." He leaned down and kissed her lips. "I'm just thinking that after the child is born, perhaps I won't get to guide the child."

Chu Liuyue: "…"

Even though she really wanted to rebut, her words got stuck in her throat when she thought of how Big Baby and the rest insisted on giving her 'prenatal teaching.'

Mm… What Rong Xiu said does make sense…

She thought for a moment before replying, "It's fine. At that time, I'll definitely try my best to fight for you!"

Rong Xiu glanced at her with a half-smile. "Oh?"

Chu Liuyue lightly grunted. "You don't believe me?"

Rong Xiu shook his head and had a nonchalant smile. "Not really, but High Priest and the rest are just doing it out of their love for the child."

Chu Liuyue sighed. Of course, I know.

Rong Xiu pulled her forward, but he was thinking of helping Diwu Zhangze reform his physical body as soon as possible. Mm, bringing up a child requires a lot of time and resources. It'll be better with more people.

…

Lin Zhifei was still unconscious, but the pill-feeding process was quite smooth. A day had passed, and he already looked better.

Xiao Ba sat by the bed and held her chin with one hand. She faintly felt lethargic and yawned.

She always loved taking naps. Recently, she was troubled by Yan Qing's matters for a long time and did not have a good rest.

After a series of busying, she finally managed to stabilize Lin Zhifei's situation with much difficulty. As she relaxed, she felt tired.

She perked up, but today's scenario surfaced in her mind. Why did Yan Qing want to find me?

At that time, she was fuming mad and directly shook him off.

If she stopped now, she would feel some regret. After all, he spoke very little. The number of times he willingly talked to her was pathetically few.

I should've listened to him before I raged… She leaned against the chair in defeat.

Noticing what she was thinking, she could not help but cover her face. I'm so useless! He just came over to talk to me, and I keep thinking of him? In the end, he still left!

Xiao Ba pouted and felt that her recent temper was horrible.

She shook her head and decided not to think of it. She could not possibly grab Yan Qing and ask what he wanted to tell her.

She became even more pessimistic.

She could not help but look outside. The sky was going to darken.

"Why has this Jian Fengchi not come yet?"

…

"Hey, your injury is really serious. If you had delayed treatment any longer, I'm afraid half your arm would be useless."

Jian Fengchi saw Yan Qing's wound and helped him change his medicine while rewrapping the bandages. Then, he took out a jade bottle and placed it on the table. "Take one pill a day, but there are only three pills here. You have to rest for half a month at least. I'll produce more for you later."

Upon hearing this, Yan Qing nonchalantly said, "This small injury doesn't matter."

He looked outside and reminded, "You and Eighth Deity are taking turns to care for Fourth Young Master Lin. It should be your turn soon, right?"

Jian Fengchi then suddenly thought of it and smacked his forehead. "I almost forgot!"

In the afternoon, he was originally packing the herbs that Lin Zhifei needed. In the end, Yu Mo suddenly came over and said that Yan Qing was injured, so he invited him over.

He knew Yan Qing's capabilities and character. If it was not a particularly serious injury, he would not have called him. Hence, he rushed over without hesitation.

As expected, his treatment took a long time.

He hastened his movements. While walking outside, he said, "I'll head over first then. Be more careful. I'll give you medicine later on."

Yan Qing stood up to send him off. "Thank you."

Jian Fengchi whipped his fan, and his figure quickly disappeared.

Yan Qing stood by the door for a while.

Yu Mo had previously left. Now, only he was left behind.

The air seemed to have a faint bloody scent lingering.

Yan Qing leaned back, looked up slightly, and sighed.

Actually, he did not fully explain to Yu Mo previously. He said that time was tight because Lin Zhifei's injuries couldn't wait, and… he did want to come back sooner.

That night, he also waited outside the door for the entire night.

He knew that she did not sleep the whole night and tossed and turned on her bed. From time to time, she spoke softly as if she was cussing in frustration.

He heard some things clearly, while other bits were vague. Hence, his feelings also rose and fell.

This was also why he finally set his mind to see Emperor.

He could faintly feel what she wanted. Thus, he did not want to wait or delay any longer.

He never felt ten days to be more tortuous than the one he had just experienced. Every second and minute was especially long.

But when he came back, it seemed to be too late. The key was that she refused to even talk to him.

She looked at him and coldly laughed.

Her tone was different from that night.

Yan Qing rubbed his temples with a headache. I seem… to have missed something.

After thinking for a long time, he turned around and entered his room.

When he passed by the table, he reached out, picked up the jade bottle, and scrutinized it for a moment.

Before Jian Fengchi left, he instructed him to take his medicine punctually.

Yan Qing's expression changed slightly. Then, he used his force and crushed the jade bottle and the pills within.

…

Jian Fengchi was indeed late.

Xiao Ba was already very exhausted and lethargic. But when she saw Jian Fengchi, she immediately perked up. "Jian Fengchi, how dare you!? You want to tire me to death?"

Jian Fengchi knew that this person could not be offended, so he hurriedly cupped his fists and begged for forgiveness. "Ahem, forgive me, forgive me. I really didn't do it on purpose. I was just held back!"

Xiao Ba crossed her arms and sneered. "Held back? What, did Little Hongyu not want you to leave?"

Other than Mu Hongyu, she really could not think of someone else that could take up Jian Fengchi's time.

Upon hearing this, Jian Fengchi was stumped. After a while, he said, "There will be such a day sooner or later."

He walked to Lin Zhifei's bedside and took his pulse. As he took it, he said, "If not because the Left Divine General is injured, how can I be late? If you really want to blame someone, blame him!"

Xiao Ba was stunned. "Yan Qing is injured?"