Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

After Xia Shiqing ran into the bathroom, Sun Zhe remotely controlled the phone to open the villa’s front door.

Not long after.

A crisp sound of high heels clinking approached from outside the living room.

"Xiaozhe, didn’t you go out today?"

Jiang Qinglan walked into the living room, her smile like a flower, her gaze warm and gentle.

Sun Zhe hurriedly got up to greet her, "Second Aunt, what brings you here?"

Hearing Sun Zhe call her "Second Aunt," Jiang Qinglan felt a warmth in her heart and reached out to ruffle his hair, "Second Aunt came to see you."

"..."

During the conversation, Sun Zhe discreetly appraised the absolutely stunning empress whose demeanor, looks, and figure were in no way inferior to Xia Shiqing. Only just snorting out his nose earlier, the Second Master Sun gradually started to become unruly again.

Silver high heels, skin-colored glossy stockings, a shiny silver bodycon short dress, and a coffee-colored knitted jacket on top, through the intricate floral patterns of the knitted jacket you could faintly glimpse the deep cleavage that captivated many.

That hint of mystery was more seductive than outright exposure.

Chestnut brown waist-length wavy hair was smooth and lustrous, like strands of light, exuding bursts of fragrant aroma; lips red as dan, fair porcelain face with exquisite makeup, light orange eyeshadow paired with black eyeliner, her demeanor exuded a hint of piercing aggressiveness.

Compared to being in the palace, Jiang Qinglan’s attire outside was quite ordinary, yet the innate nobility and elegance seemed infused in her bones, charming even from her hair tips.

She simply stood there, already captivating the world.

Although not like characters in paintings, ethereal as immortals, she was the most beautiful scenery in this bustling world.

Looking at the stunning beauty before him, Sun Zhe suddenly envied the uncle Empress he had never met.

To have beauties like Xia Shiqing and Jiang Qinglan both.

"Second Aunt, please have a seat, let me make tea for you."

Sun Zhe discreetly invited Jiang Qinglan to sit, then went around to the other side of the coffee table to brew tea for her.

"Where’s your younger Aunt?"

Jiang Qinglan sat elegantly on the couch with her legs crossed, showcasing her slender and rounded legs.

But from Sun Zhe’s angle of view, he quickly caught a glimpse of the white between her legs.

"Um... Younger Aunt is in the bathroom, she’ll be out soon."

"I see."

Jiang Qinglan, smiling, looked gently at the young man before her, gradually recalling the face that once haunted her dreams and said, "You look a lot like your father."

"Really? Everyone says that, but I haven’t met my father."

Jiang Qinglan smiled quietly, just about to speak, when her nose twitched slightly, sharply catching a faint fishy aroma.

As someone experienced, how could she not know this scent?

She gave Sun Zhe a deep look, her heart fluttering slightly, then began to search around, and indeed found a small drop of white liquid on the edge of the coffee table.

"This little guy, was he just with Shiqing..."

During her thoughts, the sound of the toilet flushing suddenly came from the bathroom.

Xia Shiqing came to the living room, her face cold, looking at Jiang Qinglan, "Is there something you need from me, coming so late?"

Jiang Qinglan replied with a smile, "I just finished my work, so I thought I’d come to see Xiaozhe and take him to the palace for a few days."

Xia Shiqing’s face remained expressionless, "No need to bother him; he doesn’t have time right now. I’ll take him to the palace another day. It’s late, you should go back to rest. I won’t see you out."

Jiang Qinglan seemed accustomed to Xia Shiqing speaking to her in this tone, smiled and said, "Then tomorrow, bring Xiaozhe to the palace, his uncle Empress wants to see him too."

"Tomorrow’s no good either; he has other things."

She turned to Sun Zhe, using an indisputable authoritative tone, "Xiaozhe, go upstairs to sleep."

"Oh..."

Sun Zhe looked honest and obedient, not daring to disobey, he put the teacup in front of Jiang Qinglan and went upstairs.

"Second Aunt, you two chat, I’ll go rest upstairs."

"Yes, go ahead."

"..."

After a while.

When Sun Zhe’s figure disappeared on the stairs, Jiang Qinglan’s smile gradually faded, dissatisfied, "Shiqing, must you be like this? I’m his second aunt after all."

Xia Shiqing coldly replied, "My sister can’t come back for now, she entrusted me to take care of him, I’m responsible for him."

Jiang Qinglan suddenly laughed, "So this is how you take care of him? How you’re responsible for him?"

As she spoke, she extended her finger to wipe the small drop of white liquid she had seen earlier, looked at Xia Shiqing meaningfully, "If sister knew about you two, or if His Majesty knew, you as the younger aunt..."

Xia Shiqing furrowed her brows lightly, said calmly, "What exactly are you talking about?"

Jiang Qinglan observed her carefully, "Want to see what’s on your sleeve?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Shiqing raised her hand to look at the cuff, blushing suddenly.

She hadn’t noticed it while washing in the bathroom earlier, and only now found a drop on her cuff.

"This is between him and me, not your concern."

Jiang Qinglan said, "I’m not threatening you, I just treat Xiaozhe as my own child, he was hidden in the mountains by the old man, appearing before us only after all these years, I want to fulfill my duty as an aunt."

Hearing this, Xia Shiqing found it amusing, "What responsibility do you have toward him? I can’t trust leaving him with you, lest he ends up like your other nephew and gets dropped to death."

"You..."

Jiang Qinglan’s eyes reddened, the anger stuck in her chest.

With Xia Shiqing’s child dead, it became a lifelong pain for her.

"Shiqing, I truly didn’t do it intentionally, someone was assassinating that time, I tried my best."

"That night, I almost had the entire palace buried with him. I went on a killing spree, preferring to mistakenly kill a thousand than let one suspect go... What more do you want from me?"

Xia Shiqing asked, "Then Jiang Family’s people? Did anyone of them give my son burial rites?"

"Ah..."

Jiang Qinglan sighed deeply, said, "I’ve been investigating ever since, this matter has nothing to do with Jiang Family. Shiqing, if I could choose, I would rather give up the title of ’Empress’ to have your child safe."

"But what’s done is done, saying anything now is useless. You know, it was a conspiracy against His Majesty, those people intended for His Majesty to have no heirs."

Xia Shiqing waved her hand, "Enough, I don’t want to discuss this anymore. You should head back."

"..."

After seeing Jiang Qinglan off, Xia Shiqing turned around and went upstairs directly to Sun Zhe’s room.

At this time, Sun Zhe was left with only a pair of underpants, sitting cross-legged on the bed, meditating to suppress the restless Yang Qi. When he saw Xia Shiqing come in, he hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover himself, concealing the furious Second Master Sun.

"What are you covering? I’ve seen it all."

Sun Zhe smiled sheepishly, "Um... Second Aunt left?"

"She’s gone."

Xia Shiqing walked to the bedside, eyes red, looked at him and said in a commanding tone, "Tonight, hold me while you sleep, no touching."

"..."