"His Majesty!"

Jiang Li, whose body was suddenly suspended in the air, screamed and subconsciously hooked Song Chengyin's neck.

After a dizzy spell, her whole body fell into Song Chengyin's arms, and Song Chengyin's lustful eyes also caught her eye.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Song Chengyin's face turned abnormally red, and anyone could see that he was abnormal at the moment.

Song Chengyin held Jiang Li's waist with one hand and lifted her chin with the other hand. He looked at her straight, his throat sliding up and down uncontrollably.

His hands were frighteningly hot, and the scorching body temperature came from Jiang Li's chin. Jiang Li frowned and grabbed his big hand.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Why are your hands so hot? And your face, why is it suddenly so red? Are you feeling unwell?"

After touching Song Chengyin's hot palm, Jiang Li raised her hand and touched his blushing face, looking at him with concern.

"I will ask the imperial physician to come and have a look at Your Majesty!"

Jiang Li was about to stand up, but her body was held firmly in Song Chengyin's arms.

"Little pear, let me hold you for a while."

Song Chengyin's throat was seductively hoarse, and the heat all over his body almost swallowed up his sanity. He held Jiang Li's hand and tried hard to absorb the coolness from her palm, but gradually he was no longer satisfied with this.

He wanted more, much more, from her.

Song Chengyin stared at Jiang Li in his arms, the lust in his eyes almost overflowing.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jiang Li frowned and looked at Song Chengyin nervously. She had been staying in the imperial study room and was sure that Song Chengyin had not eaten anything except the tea she had made. How could this happen suddenly? Jiang Li's head was buzzing with anxiety at this time. She never thought that Song Chengyin was poisoned by the soul-snatching powder! Just as she was trying hard to recall whether Song Chengyin had eaten anything else, Song Chengyin's rationality had been completely devoured.

No matter what Jiang Li said, he couldn't hear anything. He only saw her red lips opening and closing, which was extremely seductive.

Buzz! When his thin lips touched her, Jiang Li's eyes suddenly widened, and her mind went blank! Song Chengyin resisted the restlessness that was about to burst out of his body, tasted the taste of her lips, and left.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Jiang Li in his arms, no longer hiding the emotions in his eyes.

Song Chengyin opened his thin lips slightly and said word by word: "Little pear, I am pleased with you."

The sudden confession confused Jiang Li. As a single woman, she didn't know how to react after Song Chengyin's direct confession. She just opened her mouth and stared at him with her almond-shaped eyes.

"Little Li, do you... like me?"

Song Seung-in's forehead veins bulged due to excessive endurance, and his expression kept switching between confusion and anticipation.

Jiang Li was stunned by the question. She was silent for a moment and looked at Song Chengyin hesitantly: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Hush, no need to say more. I'll give you some time to think about it."

Song Chengyin pressed his fingers on Jiang Li's bright red lips to stop her from saying anything else.

"Xiao Lizi, you, you hurry up and call the imperial physician. The drug in my body will take effect and my mind will soon be completely devoured!"

Song Chengyin released the big hand that was restraining Jiang Li's waist. Even though she was poisoned by the Soul-Snatching Powder, he didn't want to hurt her against her will.

In order to prevent himself from doing anything to hurt Jiang Li, Song Chengyin simply closed his eyes and stopped looking at her, urging her to leave as soon as possible.

Jiang Li saw his struggle and a smile suddenly appeared in the corner of her eyes.

Then she raised her arms and hooked them around Song Chengyin's neck, and took the initiative to kiss his tightly pursed lips...

The next card is under review. I will contact the editor tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)