Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen covered her with the blanket and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"I'll be back by noon." After asking the question, he answered Yun Qingluo's question.

Yun Qingluo didn't have time to answer the previous question.

He sounded a little surprised, "You're back by noon? Why didn't you call me?"

How could I have slept so soundly?

"I didn't wake you because you were sleeping so soundly. How are you feeling now?" Mo Beichen's tone was gentle, with a hint of tenderness.

Yun Qingluo was a little embarrassed, but she still glared at him fiercely.

"It's all your fault. I told you I didn't want it," Yun Qingluo said irritably.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beichen recalled Yun Qingluo's weak and hoarse pleading voice, which sounded like a kitten's meow, in the latter half of the night, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

Yun Qingluo glared and shouted angrily, "Mo Beichen!"

"It was my fault." Mo Beichen immediately admitted his mistake when he saw Yun Qinglu glaring at him.

Yun Qingluo huffed and puffed, "Don't even think about it."

We've been married for so long, we can understand each other with just a glance.

Mo Beichen felt very satisfied with this unspoken understanding.

But at the moment, he dared not provoke Yun Qingluo.

"Alright, sweetie, don't be angry. It's my fault. I'll help you get dressed."

Mo Beichen lowered his head and kissed Yun Qingluo's forehead, a fleeting, light kiss that ended almost immediately.

Yun Qingluo was tamed by this sincere apology and a gentle kiss.

"Why do I need to get dressed?" She didn't want to move at all.

She even suspected that this person was a demon who sucked people's life essence.

She herself was paralyzed in bed, while he was full of energy.

"A doctor will come in later to take your pulse and prescribe some medicine to regulate your body," Mo Beichen said softly.

Ultimately, he was still somewhat uneasy about the results of his pulse diagnosis yesterday.

Especially in the latter half of the night, Yun Qingluo's mental state was not good, and he finally managed to hold back and did not fully enjoy himself.

If Yun Qingluo knew how brutally Mo Beichen had tormented her last night, and that he wasn't satisfied yet, she'd probably be terrified.

His energy is frighteningly high.

“Doctor? I am a doctor myself. Besides, Xiao Yi is here. Xiao Yi already gave me my medicine this morning.” Yun Qingluo understood Mo Beichen’s thoughts in an instant.

She didn't deny it outright, but instead emphasized that she had a healthcare system.

“I know, but Luo Luo, Xiao Yi is invisible and intangible to me, so I can never feel at ease. I am willing to love everything about you because of you, but when it comes to your health, I will not relax my vigilance in the slightest because of it.”

Although Yun Qingluo was moved by Mo Beichen's words, she was also anxious. After last night's battle, wasn't it obvious what state her body was in?

"Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, save me!" Yun Qingluo immediately sent a distress signal to Xiao Yi.

On the surface, she seemed calm and collected, but she acted coquettishly towards Mo Beichen, saying, "But I'm so hungry, and I want to wash up and take a shower. I feel so uncomfortable all over."

Mo Beichen glanced outside; it was getting dark.

He couldn't very well detain the imperial physician overnight.

"Then let's take your pulse again tomorrow," Mo Beichen decided.

Yun Qingluo didn't react for a moment. "Huh? Didn't you say the doctor was waiting outside?"

And it seems she waited with Mo Beichen for most of the day.

right.

The doctor probably cursed her in his heart for sleeping too much.

"Okay, I'll go look for it again tomorrow," Mo Beichen instructed towards the door.

Tell Mo Yu to escort the imperial physician back.

Yun Qingluo then belatedly realized, "Imperial Physician?"

This isn't a royal palace, so where would a royal physician come from?