After she suggested calling for the imperial physician to check her pulse and the man in front of her kept shirking his responsibilities, Xie Wan Ning finally changed her expression.
"Lu Ziyan! It's just a pulse check, what are you so afraid of?"
"What can I be afraid of?" Lu Ziyan said helplessly, "It's just that it's late at night and it's the end of the year. There are probably only two old doctors on duty in the Imperial Medical Bureau right now. It's snowing outside. Why rush for so long?"
There is indeed some truth in what you said.
But how could Xie Wan Ning not know him?
This is not a king who is compassionate, generous and merciful to his subjects.
Not to mention the snow, if he wasn't feeling guilty, as long as she gave the order, even if there were knives falling outside, he would have called the imperial physician to comfort her.
Xie Wan Ning's heart sank straight down, and she glared at him with red eyes, "Do you have a hidden illness?"
"..." Lu Ziyan remained silent.
"You don't know whether I have a hidden illness or not, huh?" He stretched out his arms and hugged her, coaxing her, "Hao Wanwan, don't worry about these things. I promise you, I will summon the imperial physician tomorrow. I will summon all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Bureau tomorrow, okay?"
"It's really too late today. We shouldn't mobilize a large force. If people outside hear us, they might think something has happened to us."
He kept talking and began to kiss her with his lips.
Xie Wan Ning was already worried, and seeing that he was still so rude, she couldn't help but slap him on the face and push him away.
"Lu Ziyan!" She said seriously, "I don't care what you are hiding from me, but if you really die young, I will never be able to stay in this cold palace alone!"
"..." Lu Ziyan held her wrist, placed it on his lips and pecked it, then suddenly smiled and said, "Are you worried about me so much?"
Xie Wan Ning hated that she was so serious, but he was still so nonchalant, and glared at him with red eyes.
Lu Ziyan couldn't stand her expression, so he immediately pulled her arm and hugged her, "Okay, okay, I won't leave you alone."
He laughed and said, "Even if I die young, I will take you with me. What do you think? Are you afraid?"
“…” Xie Wan Ning’s whole body froze.
"Are you scared?" Lu Ziyan held the person in his arms tightly and said softly, "You are just scaring me, don't be afraid."
No one knows whether what he said is true or false.
This paranoid lunatic!
Xie Wan Ning closed her eyes and stopped talking.
Lu Ziyan coaxed her a few more times, but seeing that she was still silent, he sighed helplessly: "Why are you so weak to teasing?"
"You can't help but be amused!"
Xie Wan Ning was inexplicably angry. She grabbed his collar, sat on him, and reached out to unbutton his clothes.
Soon he felt that unbuttoning one by one was too slow and impatiently tore it open.
This earned Lu Ziyan a surprised smile: "So anxious?"
After getting a stern look in the eyes, he raised his hands and lay down obediently.
"Okay, okay," he smiled at her, "I'll play with you."
"..." These words almost made Xie Wan Ning, who was stripping off his clothes, laugh out of anger.
"Forget it," she climbed up from him and said sarcastically, "You are a sickly person who always vomits blood. What's so fun about you?"
Lu Ziyan was very familiar with the word sickly person. A few years ago, he liked to use the words sickly person and old man to refer to Pei Yuqing.
At this moment, he was hit right in the vitals by the belated boomerang, and he felt complicated.
But he reacted quickly, stretched out his hand to pinch her waist, turned over and covered her under him, and said with a grin, "You will know whether I am fun or not if you try it on me."
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