Chapter 223 Don't Indulge Her

Jun Zechen was silent, thinking about whether to expose the woman's false mask on the spot, when the doctor that An Shun had hurriedly invited finally arrived.

An Shun said to the doctor, "This is my wife. She was bumped into on the street and sprained her ankle. I'm troubling you to take a look at her."

Having said this, he turned aside and led the doctor into the house.

Jun Zechen stood up from the couch, folded his arms across his chest, and stood aside, his face as cold as ice, with a chill in his eyes.

Pursed lips.

He wanted to see how this woman would continue to pretend in front of the doctor.

Miaoyun brought a stool to the doctor and placed it beside the couch. The doctor nodded slightly in thanks and then sat down.

He first observed the smooth ankle of the woman's left foot with his naked eyes, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

Then he asked, "Madam, is your left ankle injured?"

"Yeah, it hurts."

Su Jingyao responded delicately, tears welling up in her eyes instantly, and she looked pitiful.

The doctor no longer had any doubts. Was it just a bone injury?

He placed a piece of gauze on Su Jingyao's ankle, then stretched out his hand and pressed it slowly, asking softly, "Madam, does this force hurt?"

Su Jingyao's brows were furrowed, tears in her eyes sparkled even more fiercely, and she nodded silently, as if she was in great pain.

The doctor pressed carefully around the woman's ankle, but each time she cried out in pain, and he couldn't help feeling a headache for a moment.

He muttered to himself, the woman's ankle was clearly intact!

However, the tall young man behind him was staring at him with his deep eyes. The doctor couldn't figure out his attitude. He suddenly felt a little uneasy and stood up tremblingly.

"Sir, the lady may have injured her bones, but there are no visible scars on the surface. However, I am not good at this, so please ask someone else for help."

After saying this, the doctor lowered his head and hurried away.

An Shun looked at the doctor's departing back in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

The doctor he hired was a famous one in the capital, how could he not be good at treating bones and muscles?

Seeing that His Highness had a gloomy face and no expression, An Shun thought that His Highness was dissatisfied with him because he did not do his job well. He knelt on the ground with a "thump" and apologized: "Your Highness, please forgive me. I will go and ask for another doctor."

"No need, all of you please leave."

Jun Zechen said coldly, without a trace of warmth in his voice.

Hearing His Highness say this, An Shun was stunned at first, but then seemed to understand something. He quickly stood up and quietly retreated with Miaoyun.

Soon, Jun Zechen and Su Jingyao were the only ones left in the room, and the atmosphere instantly became somewhat depressing.

Su Jingyao raised her head timidly, with a hint of fear in her eyes, and called softly, "Husband."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito's, with a hint of caution.

Jun Zechen walked to the stool beside the table with an expressionless face and sat down.

His eyes were as cold as ice as he just looked at Su Jingyao pretending to be pitiful.

"Don't you want to explain?"

The voice was low and cold.

"My husband asked me to go to the lantern festival with you and my sister today, but my husband was with my sister the whole time, so I..."

Su Jingyao's voice was trembling, and she choked up a little at the end of her speech, with her head lowered even more.

"Are you jealous? Are you unwilling to accept this?"

Jun Zechen's gaze became more and more fierce.

"So you're just resorting to this little trick?"

Jun Zechen's questions came one after another, and his tone became more and more severe.

This method can be used to deal with Ling Yue, but when there are more people in his backyard in the future, those women will not be as easy to deal with as Ling Yue. Won't they be torn to pieces by others?

If you can't save yourself by scheming against others, don't do it.

Su Jingyao seemed to be so ashamed by his series of questions that her whole body trembled slightly. She lowered her head silently, as if she had suffered a lot of injustice. Tears welled up in her eyes and she was about to cry.

"Since your feet are fine, come over here and go back to the East Palace."

Jun Zechen ordered coldly, without a trace of mercy in his eyes.

"My feet are numb and I can't walk."

Su Jingyao said in a crying voice, clutching the corner of her clothes with both hands.

Jun Zechen leaned back in his chair, his eyes as dark as ink, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, as if he sneered.

It was obvious that he didn't believe her at all, and there was mockery in his eyes.

When Su Jingyao heard the sneer, the grievances in her heart instantly flooded out like a flood, and her eyes became redder.

She hurriedly got down from the beauty bed in a panic, but after taking just two steps, her feet became numb and weak, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Jun Zechen's eyes had been on her, and the moment he saw her fall, his body suddenly stood up uncontrollably.

Then, he frowned, stood up, walked quickly to her, squatted down, and made a gesture to pick her up.

Su Jingyao's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She pushed him hard, bit her lip, and pretended to be strong and tried to stand up on her own.

But just when he was halfway up, his body tilted again and he was about to fall down again.

Jun Zechen was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly reached out and hugged her slender waist, then lifted her up horizontally.

"Are you a piece of crap?"

Jun Zechen's face was terribly gloomy. He already felt a little dissatisfied when he was pushed away.

Decades of imperial career had made him intolerant of any resistance, let alone from his own woman.

At this moment, there is no mercy in what you say.

Su Jingyao stared at him blankly, her tear-filled eyes filled with astonishment, as if she had never expected that he would scold her so mercilessly.

Suddenly, the tears that had been held back in her eyes suddenly flowed down like beads from a broken string. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, sobbing and feeling very sad.

"Why are you so fierce?"

"If you don't like me, forget it. I won't bother you and your sister anymore, woo woo."

She cried as she spoke, her voice choked with sobs and her shoulders shaking.

Seeing her crying so sadly, Jun Zechen felt extremely remorseful for a moment, regretting the hurtful words he had just blurted out.

What's the point of a 15-year-old girl arguing with her?

Then, Jun Zechen held her and sat on the beauty couch.

Su Jingyao seemed to be afraid of him. She struggled to get away from him, huddled up on the side of the beauty bed, and cried silently. She was so pitiful.

Jun Zechen sighed helplessly, reached out, put her legs in front of him, and gently kneaded her calves.

Su Jingyao subconsciously wanted to break free, but Jun Zechen looked at her coldly with an expressionless face, and she dared not move anymore.

"Don't cry. You are the one who played tricks today. I just spoke to you in a harsh tone. Are you so wronged?"

Jun Zechen's tone softened a little.

He had already become much more tolerant of her temper.

If other women in his harem had done this in his previous life, he would have walked away long ago, and never cared about them again.

And there was no other woman in his harem as bold as her.

"I'm just afraid that my husband doesn't like me."

Su Jingyao spoke while sobbing, her voice still carrying a strong nasal tone.

"If you're afraid I won't like it, don't make these obvious calculations."

Jun Zechen's eyes were still serious.

Su Jingyao seemed unconvinced and glared at him with red eyes, "How can it be obvious? I don't know that my husband is too smart."

These obvious calculations are only for you to see. How can calculations that only you know not be considered a success?

Jun Zechen couldn't help but chuckle when he heard it.

"You are quite clever, but I have to tell you that I don't like being schemed against by women."

If you want to use him as a raft, you should at least get his consent.

"knew."

Su Jingyao muttered softly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum.

"Is your foot okay?"

Jun Zechen tilted his head slightly and asked in a calm tone.

Su Jingyao nodded in response. Her foot was fine to begin with, so she took it off his leg.

"Then let's go back to the East Palace."

Jun Zechen stood up straight and took a few steps forward, but there was still no movement behind him.

He turned to look at her with some confusion.

Su Jingyao raised her eyes carefully and said, "I want my husband to hug me."

Jun Zechen raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes were as deep as a pool, and his gaze was so sharp that it made people's backs chill.

Su Jingyao shuddered with fear.

"If I go out by myself, Anshun and the others will know that I am pretending, and then my sister will also know..."

Su Jingyao seemed very scared, and her hands were tightly twisting the corners of her clothes.

"Husband, help me."

She begged with pitiful eyes.

Jun Zechen stared at her for a moment, as if he wanted to see through her.

After a long time, he walked to the beauty's bed, bent down and picked her up.

Although Ling Yue is not smart enough, after all, she might be the Ling Yue who has lived in the harem for decades. It is better not to give Ling Yue a chance to frame her.

Ling Yue is now close to the Queen Mother. If she were to flatter Su Jingyao in front of her Queen Mother, she would be speechless.

Wouldn't her immature skills be exposed instantly in front of her mother?

Su Jingyao immediately smiled happily, put her arms around his neck, and said in a sweet voice: "Thank you, husband, you are so kind."

After saying that, she rubbed Jun Zechen's neck coquettishly, like a docile little cat.

Jun Zechen couldn't stand her intimacy, his brows were furrowed, but he didn't say anything.

An Shun was shocked when he saw His Highness holding the Concubine affectionately. He sighed again that the structure of the East Palace might have to change. The Concubine was really favored by His Highness.

After Jun Zechen carried her into the carriage, he put her aside and sat in the middle, closing his eyes and resting, as if he didn't exist.

Su Jingyao sat down next to him, her movements so gentle that there was almost no sound.

Jun Zechen's eyebrows jumped, but he didn't blink, and said coldly: "Sit back."

This woman always exudes a subtle fragrance, and every time he gets close to her, he wants to get closer to her. Since he is going to be an emperor, he naturally cannot be disturbed by women.

You should also not expose any of your desires to others, because desire also means weakness, and if you have weakness, others will take advantage of you.

Especially this woman, who would take advantage of the slightest opportunity and test his bottom line.

Su Jingyao stared at him, her lips pursed.

An old man who doesn't understand romance.

"Your Highness~Are you coming to the Shuining Palace tonight?"

Su Jingyao's voice was deliberately made more coquettish, thin and soft. Although her voice is usually quite soft, when she deliberately controlled her voice, it sounded like a hook, stirring people's hearts.

Jun Zechen's heart trembled, he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her calmly.

"I will stay in Yude Hall tonight."

I have been pampering her for three consecutive days, so I should not spoil her.