[Chapter 53: The Sickly Man Falls in Love with His Flirtatious Wife 3]
Wen Shinian took the porcelain bottle and poured out a pill the size of a mung bean.
She hesitated for a moment and looked at the imperial physician.
"Will this medicine get stuck in your throat?"
Imperial Physician: “…”
The imperial physician was speechless for a while, then uttered four words.
“It melts in your mouth.”
Wen Shinian felt relieved, and carefully helped Ji Mian up, pinched his face to open his mouth, and then stuffed the medicine into Ji Mian's mouth.
The antidote would not take effect so quickly for the time being. After Wen Shinian fed the medicine, he drove out the imperial physician and the personal female guard Alin.
She stayed by Ji Mian's side alone.
After sitting for a while, I felt my waist aching, so I just sat at the end of the bed and leaned against the bedpost.
I don't know when Ji Mian calmed down and stopped complaining about being hot.
Wen Shinian stared at his face and dozed off unconsciously.
Her eyes were half-closed, and for a moment she did not notice that the boy on the bed moved.
Ji Mian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, completely different from the state of just waking up.
He sat up very carefully, and when he saw Wen Shinian with her head lowered at the end of the bed, his eyes moved.
Then he propped himself up and silently approached Wen Shinian, his hand reaching into his sleeve.
Wen Shinian moved slightly, and Ji Mian grasped the hairpin in his hand, with the tip resting on her fragile neck.
"Fourth Princess, didn't anyone tell you that you should be wary of people you don't know?"
The corners of Ji Mian's mouth rose slightly, but his eyes were full of malice when he looked at Wen Shinian.
When Wen Shinian looked up at him, he approached her with a smile.
The distance between the two of them quickly narrowed, but Ji Mian didn't look shy at all.
Not only that, she used the hairpin to touch Wen Shinian and used the other to touch Wen Shinian's face.
Her red lips parted slightly, and her tone was soft and gentle, but it made people feel a chill for no reason.
"You have a really pretty face. No wonder you're so popular with men."
"Tell me, if your face is ruined, will you still be able to attract bees and butterflies?"
Wen Shinian looked at Ji Mian, who seemed like a different person again, blinked slowly, and said nonchalantly, "It's ruined. Do you still like it?"
Ji Mian lowered his eyes and sneered, "The Fourth Princess should not be too confident. You are such heartless and disloyal people. My dear, I won't like that."
As if to prove his words, he pressed the hairpin against her neck a little harder.
But after seeing the red mark left by the hairpin, he relaxed unconsciously.
Wen Shinian chuckled, ignoring the threat on her neck, and put his arms around Ji Mian's slender waist.
"Mianmian, you really don't like it?"
Ji Mian froze, his body leaning back unconsciously, and redness began to spread from his neck.
He stared with his beautiful eyes, and when Wen Shinian approached, he unconsciously withdrew his hand holding the hairpin.
He retracted it, realizing that he was at a disadvantage, he dropped the hairpin and changed his hand to grab Wen Shinian's neck.
Before he could exert any force, Wen Shinian suddenly stepped back, and the back of his head hit the bedpost.
"Ouch, that hurts."
Wen Shinian looked at him and called out with a cold expression.
Ji Mian: “…”
Ji Mian struggled in panic, his eyes wide open, looking at Wen Shinian helplessly, and suddenly withdrew the hand that was gently placed on her neck.
"You, you hit yourself, I didn't use any force at all!"
Wen Shinian's mouth corners turned down slightly, and his expression became pitiful.
"Mianmian, it really hurts."
Ji Mian pursed his lips, and the initial cold defense disappeared completely. He looked flustered and uneasy. He froze for a long time, and then reached out slowly towards the back of Wen Shinian's head with trembling hands.
When he touched the back of Wen Shinian's head, he added something.
"I'm not helping you, it's just that you're a princess, and I'm afraid you'll blame me later."
Little did he know that his attitude was enough to make Princess Wen Shinian blame him.
Wen Shinian sniffed the faint sweet scent on the boy and felt that it was very familiar.
She was just about to move closer to take a good sniff when the boy who was massaging her suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to her neck like a puppy.
"Fourth Princess, you smell so good."
Ji Mian stopped moving his hands, squinted his eyes, and looked at the fair neck so close to him. The faint fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose had an inexplicable attraction to him.
He uncontrollably sat astride Wen Shinian's arms, lowered his head, and bit his lips.
After biting it, the teeth ground twice.
Wen Shinian, who was inexplicably being chewed like a duck neck, said: "..."
She protected the young man in her arms with a bewildered look on her face, as if she had not expected things to turn out this way.
It wasn't until the boy bit her so hard that it hurt that she reached out and patted his back.
"Closing your teeth, it hurts me."
The movement in his neck suddenly disappeared, and then the boy leaned back.
If Wen Shinian hadn't supported him, he would have fallen headfirst to the ground.
"You, you scoundrel, let me go!"
Ji Mian cried out "stop thief" and raised his hand with a red face.
The white and tender palm fell lightly on the face with the sharp wind.
Looking at the fierce master, Wen Shinian burst into laughter.
This is also a male protagonist who says one thing and means another.
"You just took the antidote. Rest for a while. I'll... wake you up for dinner later."
Wen Shinian originally wanted to say that he would send him back later, but when he thought of Ji Mian's mother and father, he changed his mind.
Wen Shinian carefully placed Ji Mian on the bed. When she stood up, Ji Mian reached out and grabbed her sleeve tightly.
"I don't want to go back. If you want me, I can stay now."
"Yeah, I understand."
Wen Shinian agreed, but Ji Mian still had no intention of letting go.
Wen Shinian walked back and placed a cherishing kiss on his forehead.
"Since I want to keep you here, I must go to the palace now and ask the Empress for a marriage decree."
Hinting for him to let go.
“…”
Ji Mian looked at her quietly for a long while before saying, "If you don't do it, I will kill you."
He spoke harsh words, but his eyes were red.
As the last word fell, tears followed.
Wen Shinian wiped away the tears with her fingertips and kissed his forehead.
When their lips were about to touch, Ji Mian turned his head slightly and dodged.
Wen Shinian didn't continue with his action.
"Okay, I understand."
Wen Shinian chuckled and prepared to stand up.
Ji Mian suddenly reached out and hooked his hands around her neck, bumping into her awkwardly.
"If you kiss me, you must be responsible for me!"
Her lips hurt a little, but looking at Ji Mian who was looking at her with tears in her eyes, Wen Shinian nodded.
Wen Shinian left, and Ji Mian watched her go.
After he could no longer see her, he grabbed the quilt that was filled with Wen Shinian's scent and hugged it tightly in his arms.
Not only did he hug her, he also lowered his head and took a deep breath.
"If you really can't do it, I will really kill you."
"No one can deceive me, no one..."
"...But, I feel a little reluctant."
"What should I do? If you lied to me, what should I do..."
The young man talked to himself and became quiet for a while. Suddenly, he sat up hugging the quilt. His eyes were empty, but he was smiling brightly.
“I figured it out!”
"Then break her arms and legs so that she can never leave me!"
The young man laughed, his emotionless laughter echoing in the silent room, adding a bit of horror.
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