Queen she wants to usurp the throne every day

Chapter 337 The Empress Is Sick Again

When Rong Yan heard the man's words, her small face instantly became as hot as boiling water, and her face became unreasonably red.

It's just a normal way of taking medicine, why can the tyrant say it so lewdly?
Rong Yan turned her head to meet the man's phoenix eyes.

"What are you dawdling about? Are you waiting for me to do it myself?"

Seeing the man put down the medicine bottle, Rong Yan really wanted to do something, so she quickly refused in fright: "It's fine for the concubine to come by herself, and don't bother the emperor."

She quickly pulled the quilt aside to cover herself, then hid in the quilt and took off her coat.

Her fair and flawless back was exposed to the man's view.

"Your Majesty, you can take the medicine." She whispered, lying on the bed, only the waist down was covered with a thin quilt.

She could wear a bikini to travel in her previous life, but she felt ashamed in front of this man.

"Emperor~"

"What are you calling me for?"

Jun Linjiu replied impatiently.

He stared at Rong Yan's fair and rosy skin and curves, his eyes were as deep as the night.

He unscrewed the bottle, poured the medicine into his palm, and smeared it on her back.

But as soon as his fingertips touched the skin, he withdrew his hand.

He felt that he had really found trouble for himself.

Giving medicine to this stupid woman would be worse than approving memorials, or going to war.

Rong Yan didn't look back, but she could still feel the man's gaze, and she got goosebumps from being stared at.

The man's fingers were very warm, and when they touched the scalding skin, it seemed as if sparks had collided with each other, making Rong Yan's body tremble.

"Hmm~
She couldn't hold back a soft hum.

Then he realized something, and hurriedly buried his face in the pillow in shame, clutching the quilt with his little hands.

"laugh."

Jun Linjiu curled his lips sarcastically.

Who was the woman who seduced me on the carriage just now and threw herself into my arms?
Jun Linjiu put medicine on Rong Yan's back, and it took a full two quarters of an hour.

Then he started to apply medicine around her neck.

Rong Yan felt so tormented that she didn't dare to breathe too hard, she might as well do it by herself!
Then the man looked at her thighs and arms again.

Rong Yan rubbed her hands.

Would this man ask her to take off her pants?

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside.

"See Your Majesty, the slaves are the maids of honor next to the Empress."

Rong Yan was startled.

Jun Linjiu also stopped what he was doing, and asked quietly, "What's the matter?"

The palace lady said: "If you go back to the emperor, your empress has knelt in front of the Buddha and copied scriptures to pray for the emperor these few days. The slaves persuaded your empress to take care of her body, but your empress said she hoped that the emperor would be well and she refused to listen. Now your empress has caught a cold." It's too late, and the coughing doesn't stop, so the servant wants to come over and invite Doctor Chen to take a look."

"I implore the emperor to allow it!"

Jun Linjiu looked at Rong Yan.

Sensing the man's gaze, Rong Yan raised his head and smiled at him, "The empress's jade body is important, the emperor should go and see the empress, the concubine is fine."

But she cursed in her heart: Scum!Big trotters!

"Yeah." Jun Linjiu capped the medicine bottle: "I will continue to give you the medicine when I come back."

"The emperor's medicine should be given to the concubine, and the concubine can take it herself." Rong Yan said.

But the man directly stuffed the medicine into his wide sleeve and said, "Put it here first."

lest this stupid woman run away.

After Jun Linjiu finished speaking, he strode away from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

He left with his front feet, and Rong Yan also left with his outer clothes on his back feet and returned to Weiyang Palace.

Before Ba Ye left, he secretly hid a pot of fine wine from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

(End of this chapter)