Chapter 2333 - 2326: Leng Qingqian Gets Jealous
"Miss Leng is truly a divine doctor of her era, far surpassing those so-called dogshit Imperial Physicians of ours," said the excited Emperor.
Luckily, Tai Yi Zhongzheng wasn’t here, or he would have been furious enough to spit blood.
After the treatment, naturally, there was another grand feast, and this time, Yue Qianhui cooked personally.
Although her culinary skills couldn’t compare to the previous chefs, it was an honor to have the Empress cook personally, something not everyone could enjoy.
Upon hearing that the Emperor had regained his functions, Yue Qianhui was overjoyed. With this, she no longer needed to seek out other men. Yue Qianhui secretly had many affairs, appearing carefree, but in reality, she trod carefully with every step, knowing that if anything were exposed, she’d face a catastrophe.
Once the Emperor fully recovered, she planned to discreetly deal with all the men she was involved with, including Wang Dadong.
"Empress Sister’s cooking is truly delicious," Wang Dadong praised Yue Qianhui continuously as he ate, seemingly unaware that Yue Qianhui was already plotting how to solve him.
However, Yue Qianhui didn’t intend to act immediately, as she had to confirm whether the Emperor had truly regained his abilities.
Emperor’s Bedchamber.
"De Zheng, it’s been a while since we’ve done that, hasn’t it?" Yue Qianhui whispered seductively in the Emperor’s ear, her breath as fragrant as orchids.
Inhaling the faint cherry blossom scent from Yue Qianhui, the Emperor’s heart gradually warmed.
Initially, one major reason he chose Yue Qianhui as his empress was her natural body fragrance.
Yue Qianhui’s soft warmth pressed against the Emperor’s back, her delicate tongue gently teasing his earlobe, continuously stimulating the Emperor’s nerves.
Finally, the more than four years of impotence raised its head for the first time.
The Emperor’s reaction was clearly seen by Yue Qianhui, who was instantly overjoyed and reached to take off the Emperor’s coat.
Unexpectedly, the Emperor suddenly grabbed Yue Qianhui’s hand, saying, "Empress, wait a while longer. The Divine Doctor said now is not the time; we must wait until I’m completely cured."
Yue Qianhui’s eyes dimmed instantly, cursing inwardly, "Damn it! If we can’t do that, why did you call me here?"
Of course, outwardly she maintained a gentle smile, "Alright De Zheng, once you’re recovered, you must really cherish me."
"Don’t worry, Empress. The Divine Doctor assured me that once I’m cured, I’ll be even better than before. You must bear with it now; I promise to cherish you once I’m well."
"I’ll head back then," Yue Qianhui said charmingly.
Yue Qianhui wanted to leave, and the Emperor naturally had no objections. They had been living apart for years and were used to it. Moreover, with him regaining strength, he feared losing control and spoiling matters if Yue Qianhui stayed.
Wang Dadong was feeling a bit bored inside the room when the door suddenly knocked.
Opening it, he found Yue Qianhui standing smiling at the entrance.
"Empress Sister, what’s the matter?" Wang Dadong grinned.
"Little Divine Doctor, we only toured half of the Imperial Palace yesterday. Shall we continue today?" Yue Qianhui asked alluringly as she subtly adjusted her hair.
Wang Dadong, feeling bored, saw Yue Qianhui’s offer, having nothing else to say, "Alright then, Empress Sister, let’s continue the tour of the Imperial Palace today."
As he spoke, Wang Dadong’s gaze swept over Yue Qianhui’s exquisite figure. He couldn’t help thinking, this Empress is truly impatient; it’s not even dark yet and she’s ready for dalliance. Yet he liked it.
Leng Qingqian had some business to discuss with Wang Dadong, but as soon as she stepped out, she saw Wang Dadong leering behind the Empress, and angrily stomped back into her room, slamming the door.
"Bastard, bastard, bastard, you’re such a bastard! Am I really inferior to a forty-year-old woman?" Leng Qingqian fumed, throwing the pillows off the bed.
After tossing the pillow, Leng Qingqian froze suddenly.
"What’s wrong with me? Am I truly falling for that scoundrel?"
In the morning, she felt a bit disappointed when Wang Dadong didn’t come to find her. Later, she discovered he had snuck in and covered her with a blanket, and her mood improved. Now seeing him follow the Empress behind, she felt unhappy again. Isn’t this liking Wang Dadong, what else could it be?
"Leng Qingqian, you can’t be so unambitious!" Leng Qingqian buried her head in the pillow desperately.
Wang Dadong guessed right; the Empress indeed wanted a daytime dalliance.
Casually pushing open a room in the Imperial Palace, the Empress impatiently pushed Wang Dadong against the wall and kissed him fiercely.
Wang Dadong, being the kind who doesn’t care about the place, responded immediately.
Wang Dadong rode the Empress like a fragrant swift steed, galloping furiously.
Suddenly, Wang Dadong’s gaze fell on the forefront of the room, where a statue of Thousand-Handed Guanyin stood.
Seeing the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, Wang Dadong felt familiar, like he had seen it somewhere before. When he tried to remember, he couldn’t pinpoint where he had seen it.
Since he couldn’t recall, he decided not to think about it. Wang Dadong felt it was better to first make Empress Sister comfortable.
An hour later, they stepped out from the room.
"Empress Sister, the architecture of the Imperial Palace is truly amazing," Wang Dadong deliberately praised.
"Oh, really? Then how about Sister takes you on a tour daily?"
"Alright, Empress Sister, I’ll surely come for the tour every day." Wang Dadong’s gaze never left Yue Qianhui’s body.
Suddenly, Wang Dadong’s phone rang, and the number was encrypted.
"Hello, Captain?"
"Yes, I’m touring the Imperial Palace with Empress Sister. I’ll come find you once done."
Wang Dadong finished, hanging up the phone.
"What? Is your lover urgently looking for you?" The Empress giggled.
"No lover, it’s our captain. She said she needs me to assist her in planning the next treatment for Your Majesty the Emperor."
"Oh, in that case, you should hurry back."
Wang Dadong returned to his quarters and knocked on Leng Qingqian’s door.
"You know to come back, huh?" Leng Qingqian said irritably, closing the door.
"Qianqian, I need to urgently see King Kong. Before I’m back, don’t leave the room."
Leng Qingqian was about to retort that she wouldn’t stay inside just because he said so, but Wang Dadong had already climbed out the window.
"This scoundrel, he wants to see King Kong, why didn’t he directly go there instead of visiting my room first!" Leng Qingqian fumed, sitting angrily on the bed, though she didn’t leave.
As Leng Qingqian’s door closed, a Ninja from Dong Yin emerged slowly, then turned into a puff of green smoke, disappearing.