Chapter 285 Ah Wu, Ah Wu, Little Ah Wu

Li Yuzong, the Grand Eunuch, had not heard this title for a long time.

He said awkwardly, "After His Majesty took the antidote you gave him, his body exhibited significant abnormalities. Not only did his internal energy go berserk, but also..."

Hearing the unexpected reaction, Lexi finally perked up and her face stopped joking.

Instead, he asked seriously, "How is it? Although the effects of this medicine may cause his internal energy to become disordered, with his skill level, he can recover in a few days."

Therefore, he didn't take the emperor's injury to heart.

Lexi has a strange rule when it comes to medical consultations: he only treats rare and difficult cases because common illnesses are too unchallenging and don't interest him.

If Emperor Wusu hadn't sent people to forcibly bring him here, he wouldn't have wanted to leave the courtyard nestled in the green hills and clear waters.

Li Yuzong said with difficulty, "You'll know once you go and see for yourself."

Lexi's legs moved nimbly in an instant, and she darted inside with the speed of the wind.

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Inside the hall.

Just moments before, Ji Qingwu had been about to withdraw his hand from the emperor's chest when he was pulled back.

Zhao Mingyan lowered his eyes and asked casually, "You think you can just come and go as you please, touch me whenever you want, and then leave?"

Ji Qingwu, whose wrist was being grabbed, honestly replied, "No, I'm not leaving."

The emperor was somewhat surprised: "Not leaving?"

His gaze darkened. Now that she was here, leaving wouldn't be so easy.

Ji Qingwu looked up to confirm the emperor's expression. His lips were still pale, the veins on his forehead were clearly visible, and his black pupils reflected her image.

Looking at her, I wondered what she was thinking.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Ji Qingwu shoved his hand away.

Emperor Wusu reached out to pull her back, but in the next instant, his body visibly trembled, and a look of surprise appeared at the corner of his eye.

His gaze slowly moved downwards, looking at the undulations beneath his nightgown.

Ji Qingwu's hand reached deep into the emperor's collar, feeling his muscles tense instantly.

She gently answered his previous question: "I haven't finished touching you yet. I'll leave as soon as I'm done. Your Majesty, there's no need to rush me."

Zhao Mingyan twitched the corner of his mouth.

Ji Qingwu's fingers traced across the man's chest, but she didn't find the expected bandages and medicated plasters, so she frowned.

After returning to the palace from the Wei family, he didn't apply any medicine and just let the wound become infected.

Next, Ji Qingwu touched the edge of the wound on his left chest.

The woman's fingertips were soft, and her rounded nails brushed against his chest. Zhao Mingyan's Adam's apple bobbed a few times, as if he was suppressing something.

She frowned and said, "Why isn't Your Majesty applying the medicine properly?"

The tone had a touch of a doctor's accusation.

Zhao Mingyan's mind was focused on that hand, and the only response she received was a deeper look in his eyes.

Ji Qingwu couldn't see how the wound was healing, but he remembered seeing it burst open last night, with the bright red blood seeping through the bandage.

Her movements became urgent; her fair hands gripped the dark patterned collar of the emperor's nightgown and pulled hard, tearing the nightgown open.

Zhao Mingyan's expression suddenly became unfathomable.

His clothes were half-undone, hanging on his arm, revealing half of his strong and lean body.

Ji Qingwu deftly stripped the emperor of his clothes, his mind completely blank.

She carefully examined the arrow wound; the fresh, pinkish skin was swollen and red, and had not yet scabbed over, but the wound had stopped bleeding.

The medicines she used on the unconscious Emperor Wusu were all top-quality hemostatic and analgesic drugs, as well as miraculous medicines to promote wound healing.

As long as it is no longer subjected to external stimulation, this physical injury should heal quickly.

The arrow wound wasn't that serious, and it was far from the point where Xiao Dongzi claimed he was on the verge of death. So what was causing his current abnormal physical condition?

Once the two were close enough, Ji Qingwu could smell his scent – ​​a cool, subtle fragrance after a bath.

Only then did he realize that the coldness on his skin came from the ice water.

But at this moment, the initial chill was gone, and the heat emanating from Emperor Wusu was steadily increasing.

The skin under her hands began to feel warm, almost burning.

By the time Ji Qingwu realized he needed to leave, it was too late.

Zhao Mingyan bowed forward, her entire body completely enveloped by the man's tall and imposing figure.

Consumed by anger, Ji Qingwu appeared before him, her soft, boneless little hand still groping him all over.

Although he knew she was checking on his wounds, it was an unbearable ordeal for him.

A look of irritation appeared between Zhao Mingyan's brows.

His voice was cold and angry, baring its teeth as it drilled into her ear.

"Have you touched enough this time?"

Ji Qingwu nodded his fair face downwards, then shook his head.

Although she hadn't yet figured out the real reason for his state, she saw that he was reacting the same way he had last night.

She said with a sincere expression, "I wronged Your Majesty last night. Your Majesty's symptoms should not be caused by taking that kind of medicine."

Upon hearing her words, Zhao Mingyan, who already had a headache due to the surge of internal energy, felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

A loud sneeze came from the doorway.

Ji Qingwu turned around and saw Le Xi hiding behind a black pillar in the hall, peeking out her head, arms crossed, looking at the two of them.

His face held a profound expression that conveyed everything without words.

Ji Qingwu quickly pushed the disheveled Emperor Wusu aside, strode to the center of the hall, and pulled Lexi forward.

"Doctor Le, please come quickly and take a look. What's wrong with His Majesty's health?"

Lexi was pulled forward by her and said in surprise, "You look so delicate, how come you have such a strong grip?"

Emperor Wusu's gaze locked onto Ji Qingwu holding Lexi's hand, then shifted to his face.

"Are you here to collect my corpse?"

Le Xi smiled and said, "What discouraging things Your Majesty is saying? It makes me, as your uncle, so sad."

It was as if he were not the same person who had spoken of national mourning at the palace gate half an hour earlier.

Zhao Mingyan narrowed his eyes and said, "I thought you had forgotten your identity. If I didn't know your background, I would really suspect that you are a spy sent by Xijin, and that you are also one of the links in the assassination plot against me."

Lexi felt unusually guilty after hearing this, touched his nose, and said, "Your mouth has always been cold since you were a child, but after becoming emperor, you've become quite eloquent."

Ji Qingwu looked at Lexi. No wonder she felt a sense of familiarity; the nephew he mentioned was the emperor.

Le Xi saw her eyes darting around, hovering between him and Zhao Mingyan.

He introduced himself to her, saying, "Little Awu, my surname is Zhao, my given name is Zhao Lexi, and my nickname in the martial arts world is Lexi."

Ji Qingwu had never heard of this Zhao family member.

"The Zhao family has long since expelled you. Don't associate with them again." The emperor glanced coldly at Lexi. "And what did you call her?"

Le Xi said provocatively, "Awu, Awu, little Awu."

Ji Qingwu didn't dare to answer.

Emperor Wusu's breathing became much heavier and more labored, and his eyes seemed to be piercing towards his opponent with fiery daggers.