Chapter 425 Temptation

Previously, on the battlefield in the northern frontier, the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom, who was then the sixth prince, was imprisoned by Wen Zhiming. He insisted that Lushui heal his wounds and stole Lushui's white jade gourd when he left.

This man clearly had ulterior motives towards Green Water. Now that he has ascended the throne, he will likely be even more obsessed with the beauty he could not have.

However, this is the capital city after all, and the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom is here to do something important. He will not easily reveal his identity before the matter is accomplished.

Wen Zhiming previously said that he already had a way to capture the mastermind behind the scenes. It seems that this method should be to use Green Water to make the new emperor of Blue Feather Kingdom show himself.

I wonder if this method will work, and whether the green water will be dangerous?

Wen Zhiming nodded: "The new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom is lying in ambush in the capital. He won't stop until he stirs up the situation in the capital. If we don't find him soon, not only will Chunhong not get the antidote, but he may also assassinate you and Woyu and then frame the court officials. Therefore, finding this person is of utmost urgency."

As if knowing what Meng Lingge was thinking, Wen Zhiming continued, "The tracking ability and skills of the secret guards are easily discovered by the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom. Therefore, in order to protect the safety of Lushui and to capture the new emperor of Lanyu Kingdom as soon as possible, I will personally participate in this matter and will not allow Lushui to suffer any mishaps."

Meng Lingge was aware of the implications of this matter and trusted Wen Zhiming's abilities even more.

She said, "Since you've made up your mind, I have no objection. I'll go talk to her first. If Lushu doesn't want to, you can't force her. And you yourself need to be careful."

Wen Zhiming walked quickly, and while the two were talking, he left the servants far behind and carried Meng Lingge into the Fengyi Palace.

He gently placed her on the bed, carefully took off Meng Lingge's shoes and boots, looked up at Meng Lingge, and smiled warmly.

"Of course. I have a wife waiting for me at home, so I should put my life first."

"Simply surviving isn't enough. Ideally, we should return unharmed and safe."

Meng Lingge had drunk a little wine that evening, and her cheeks were rosy and lovely. When she spoke seriously, she was especially charming and cute.

Wen Zhiming was immediately aroused by her beauty. Whenever the two were alone, every move his wife made became a temptation in his eyes. Every word she spoke was interpreted by him as seduction.

He leaned down and kissed her.

"Then my wife, please check carefully today. After I capture the thief, you can then see if it is exactly the same as it is now?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand, took Meng Lingge's hand, and stroked it towards himself, deliberately lowering the tone of the second half of his sentence.

Even though Meng Lingge had no such intentions before, she was now captivated and confused by his charm.

Forcing herself to stay awake, Meng Lingge sat up.

"Nonsense. The lights are still on, and the windows are open. What if some careless palace maid finds out..."

Now, Chunhong, her most trusted maid, is unconscious. Although some of the other palace maids are clever, she cannot be completely at ease with them.

Before she could finish speaking, Wen Zhiming extinguished the candle flame with a palm strike and enveloped her beneath him once more.

"I'll go shut it off."

In fact, none of the palace maids in Fengyi Palace dared to disturb the two of them as they entered the room alone. However, Wen Zhiming knew that Meng Lingge was shy and cautious, so he was happy to do this little thing for her so as not to make his wife worry.

Only when a wife is at ease can she wholeheartedly share their world together, allowing him to do whatever he desires.

He quickly closed the window and bolted the door. Under the pale moonlight, Wen Zhiming returned to bed, his starry eyes already revealing his desire.

He quickly undressed himself, revealing his strong and muscular upper body. Meng Lingge, who was hiding under the quilt, was fascinated by what she saw. However, Wen Zhiming could no longer resist her strong will to only look and not touch, and pulled her hand out from under the quilt.

Wen Zhiming placed her fingers to her lips, his tongue lightly touching them, and then used his large hand to stroke her slightly bobbing Adam's apple, her clearly defined collarbone, and her perfectly sculpted waist and abdomen.

Meng Lingge closed her eyes shyly, and the large hand finally released her, easily unbuttoning her clothes.

"Has my wife finished her examination? Well then, it's my turn now..."

Not content with bullying her with one large hand, another hand immediately joined the fray.

The moonlight was hazy, and everything around them became blurred. Their eyes were fixed on each other, and all was quiet except for the sound of each other's breathing.

Meng Lingge had no mind to think about anything else, and completely relaxed, enjoying herself.

This man, who was originally completely ignorant in this area, suddenly became incredibly knowledgeable after a little guidance, displaying a wide variety of techniques that left her both shy and captivated.

Fortunately, he only treated her this way.

Fortunately, they belonged only to each other.

Exhausted from a night's sleep, Meng Lingge woke up the next day to find that Wen Zhiming had already gone to the morning court. Perhaps worried that she might catch a chill during the night, Wen Zhiming had already dressed her without her noticing.

Even the messy things the two of them threw around yesterday have been put back in their original places.

Thinking of what Wen Zhiming had told her last night, Meng Lingge got up and washed up. She went to see Chunhong first and saw that Chunhong's lips were even bluer than yesterday. She became anxious and turned to go straight to the Imperial Hospital.

There are five doctors on duty at the hospital today, and coincidentally, Xu Wangyan and Lushui are both there.

The other three doctors sat in front of the medicine cabinet on the east side, while Xu Wangyan and Lushui stood side by side at a small table opposite them. A prescription lay before them, and they were discussing the herbs in hushed tones.

The two were standing very close when Green Water suddenly looked up as if she had just remembered something.

The hairpin in her hair touched Xu Wangyan's chin, and the two of them gasped softly at the same time. One covered her head, and the other touched her chin.

The three old doctors on the other end looked at him, stroking their beards and chuckling to themselves, each nodding in agreement.

Aside from Xu Wangyan and Lushui, the Imperial Medical Academy consisted only of a group of elderly men. The arrival of two young people brought much-needed vitality and interest to the otherwise dull academy.

They intended to bring the two young people together, and the old doctors were very pleased to see them gradually develop feelings for each other after initially disliking each other.

Green Water realized she had bumped into someone and felt a little ashamed. Fortunately, the edge of the hairpin wasn't too sharp, but it still managed to cut Xu Wangyan's chin a little.

"Are you alright? Let me put some medicine on you."

Lu Shui helped Xu Wangyan sit down on a stool, took out the ointment, and gently applied it to Xu Wangyan's wound.

Xu Wangyan originally wanted to decline, but seeing how gentle and caring Lvshui was towards him, he was delighted. He sat still, watching Lvshui apply the medicine with tender eyes.

The elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctors smiled knowingly, picked up their medical books, and quickly walked past the two, intending to give the two young people more alone time.

They all stopped at the door.

"Greetings, Your Majesty the Empress."