When Shen Jiao woke up, it was already broad daylight. As soon as she opened her eyes, the tyrant stuffed a peach-flavored antidote into her mouth.

Because it was a familiar recipe and a familiar taste, she didn't spit it out immediately. She just blinked and asked, "Why are there two this time?"

Could it be that the toxins in her body spread too quickly, and one dose was no longer enough to control it? So, the prerequisite for turning into a pool of blood is to first make a spicy blood curd dish with scallions?

Upon discovering that she was awake, Ji Yan disappointedly put away the white porcelain medicine bottle. Actually, it wasn't just two pills; she had taken countless pills while she was sleeping, and the bottle was almost empty. He had originally planned to have someone bring a few more bottles to feed her slowly, but then she woke up.

Due to excessive blood loss, Shen Jiao's voice was weak and feeble.

Seeing the hamster's ruffled fur looking like it could be blown over by the wind, Ji Yan became even more annoyed. She softened her tone when poking its face, afraid of breaking the skin.

Ji Yan said sullenly, "I just wanted to give you two."

Shen Jiao: "But my mouth tastes so bitter. May I have another one, Your Majesty?"

Although this is an antidote, in a sense, every medicine has its side effects, and eating too much may be harmful to the body, but it does taste really good, much better than ordinary candies.

Ji Yan scrutinized her expression: "Bitter?"

Got it, got it. This rhetorical question sounds familiar. This idiot doesn't believe me, right? I can't exactly bite him and let him taste it, can I?

Exhausted, Shen Jiao had no strength to argue with this childish brat and decided to turn over and continue lying flat.

Just then, Ji Yan suddenly leaned forward and covered her lips with his. In just a moment, he casually let go, as if he were tasting a dish and only taking a small bite.

Then, in a serious manner, he took out a white porcelain bottle, counted out three antidotes, and gave them to her.

"It's not very sweet, but I'll give you two more."

After Ji Yan finished counting the antidotes, she left without caring what the frizzy hamster thought.

Shen Jiao's entire body stiffened, her mind went completely blank, and everything in the world seemed to become ethereal and intangible. The chirping of cicadas and birds suddenly fell silent, leaving only the cool touch on her lips and...

It has a refreshing and sweet peach aroma.

Oh my god... she was actually chewed up by a dog!

The key point is that she has flawless skin, a curvaceous figure, big eyes, long eyelashes, and dimples when she smiles. She is incredibly beautiful, and the tyrannical dog only nibbled at her once?

Is Ji Yan truly weak, or is she truly impotent?

Damn, if she were a guy, he'd kiss a stunning beauty like her every morning, noon, and night, until he was practically bald from all the kisses!

Shen Jiao was very angry, though she didn't know why. She just had to curse Ji Yan inside and out.

As she was cursing, a pair of large hands suddenly turned her shoulder. Before she could even be surprised, the tyrant, who had returned, gave her a very domineering yet extremely perfunctory kiss.

Then, he waved his sleeves and left without saying a word?

Shen Jiao: "..."

Damn, I'm even angrier now.

...

As for why the tyrant returned, that story goes back to a quarter of an hour ago.

The tyrant, who had just finished kissing her and was about to run away, ran into Liang Heng, who had come to deliver medicine, at the door. He solemnly declared, "I have already cooled her down, and she should not have any more nosebleeds for a while."

Liang Heng was taken aback: "Huh?"

Cooling down the fire? How? Is it the kind he's imagining? If so, isn't it a little too fast?

"Your Majesty, is it the kind of cooling that adults understand?" he asked curiously.

It's not that he's gossipy; compared to other emperors who are young and carefree, this ruthless killer is still a greenhorn. Take Emperor Wei, for example; he's only a few years older than Your Majesty, and his children are already running around in droves.

Ji Yan was indeed in a good mood and replied smugly, "Otherwise what?"

Liang Heng pondered for three seconds, "It's good, but isn't it too fast? Hmm... how about I prepare some medicine for His Majesty as well?"

Ji Yan frowned: "Quickly?"

Liang Heng: "Isn't it fast?"

Because Shen Jiao had not woken up, Ji Yan was in a low mood. He was brought over to have his pulse checked every now and then. He remembered that he had just left not long ago, about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Then I'll go again." Ji Yan said, and for the first time, he turned around and went back to his bedchamber in a very agreeable manner.

Liang Heng, left alone with the medicine, unsure whether to stay or leave, stood dumbfounded under the bright sunlight.

Is this even possible?

As expected of His Majesty.

Wow, that's awesome.

However, running back and forth was really tiring. Liang Heng planned to sit down on the steps and wait for a while, but before he could even put his butt down, that cool black shadow was standing in front of him again.

He immediately stood up straight.

Ji Yan's dark eyes were like deep, still ancient wells. "How was it this time? It lasted quite a while longer than before."

Liang Heng grunted, "How did Sister Chen react?"

Ji Yan: "She was completely stunned."

Liang Heng thought to himself, "To be honest, I was also stunned."

"...Your Majesty, please heed my advice and take some medicine."

As soon as Shen Jiao stepped out of the house, she overheard the two talking nonsense. Could it be that the tyrant's corn-eating kissing skills came from the little divine doctor's on-site instruction?

To be honest, if you don't dislike the other person, being kissed by a handsome man would make you feel a little fluttery, and even she couldn't help but blush.

But as for the tyrant's kissing skills, she could only comfort herself, "It's okay, it's just a few bites from a dog, it's not a big deal."

Therefore, when she saw Ji Yan again, she felt neither embarrassed nor uncomfortable. She even wanted to ask him if he really didn't need to go to the brothel to broaden his knowledge or take a few introductory lessons.

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