Chapter 2331 - 2324: The Empress’s Invitation
"Of course it’s true. This little Divine Doctor not only knows when I got hurt, but also knows that I haven’t done that thing for four and a half years," the Emperor praised.
After hearing the Emperor’s words, Yue Qianhui was not happy, but rather looked panicked.
"What’s wrong? Are you not happy?" The Emperor glanced at Yue Qianhui in confusion.
Wang Dadong laughed, "Empress Sister must be too happy and can’t believe this fact for a moment."
After a brief shock, Yue Qianhui returned to normal and said, "That’s right, this little Divine Doctor is right. I’m really too happy to believe this fact. After all, we’ve invited many divine doctors over the years, but none can cure your illness."
Yue Qianhui was shocked, but not for this reason. The implications of a husband not touching his wife for years are obvious. If Wang Dadong can truly determine how long it’s been since someone did that thing, it could spell big trouble. Yue Qianhui, of course, wouldn’t think Wang Dadong was bluffing, because she was the only one who knew that the Emperor hadn’t done that thing for four and a half years.
She just didn’t know why Wang Dadong didn’t expose her.
"Haha, rest assured, my Lady. The divine doctor has already treated me, and I feel really good. I reckon in a few days, I’ll be back in full swing," the Emperor said happily, unaware that his head had long been green.
"In that case, I must toast to the Divine Doctor." Yue Qianhui picked up a wine glass, approached Wang Dadong, personally filled Lin’s glass, and toasted Wang Dadong.
"Cheers, Empress Sister." Wang Dadong raised his glass and quickly winked at Yue Qianhui.
If Yue Qianhui had any doubts about Wang Dadong’s abilities before, she was now completely sure that Wang Dadong could absolutely see through it.
The Emperor naturally didn’t know the depths of these matters and thought his Lady was expressing respect for the divine doctor by toasting Wang Dadong, which made him even happier.
The banquet was very pleasant, and Yue Qianhui was very enthusiastic, frequently toasting Wang Dadong, leaving Leng Qingqian feeling puzzled.
If there was any gratitude due, it should be to the true divine doctor, after all, Wang Dadong was just an assistant.
Since Wang Dadong had shown such skill, the Emperor naturally treated him as a divine doctor. Therefore, when introducing him to Yue Qianhui, he didn’t say Wang Dadong was an assistant but referred to him as a divine doctor, albeit with a "little" prefix.
With the banquet concluded, the Emperor rested early because Wang Dadong told him that recently he needed more rest to build up strength for future exertion.
"Little Divine Doctor, to thank you for treating De Zheng, I’d like to invite you to tour the Imperial Palace." Just as Wang Dadong and Leng Qingqian were preparing to leave, Yue Qianhui suddenly spoke.
"Oh? I see, I’m very interested in the Imperial Palace too, so I’d be honored." Wang Dadong turned his head and looked at Leng Qingqian, "Captain, are you going?"
"I’m tired, I’ll go back to rest first," Leng Qingqian said lightly, but in her heart, she cursed Wang Dadong fiercely. This bastard was indeed a heartless flirt; he’d previously asked her to kiss him, but upon seeing the beautiful Empress, he couldn’t resist, even calling a forty-year-old woman ’sister’ without feeling disgusted.
"Alright, Captain, you can go first, I’ll join Empress Sister to tour the Imperial Palace and then come back to find you." Wang Dadong seemed unaware that Leng Qingqian was already displeased with him.
"No need to find me; I’ll sleep once I return," Leng Qingqian said unpleasantly and walked away.
"Little Divine Doctor, please follow me."
Following Yue Qianhui, Wang Dadong arrived in a luxurious bedroom.
"Empress Sister wasn’t planning to show me around the Imperial Palace? How did we end up here?" Wang Dadong asked in confusion.
Yue Qianhui gave a charming smile, "Little Divine Doctor, you must know why Sister found you alone."
Wang Dadong grinned mischievously, "Of course I know, Empress Sister doesn’t want His Majesty the Emperor to know Empress Sister’s little secret."
After speaking, Wang Dadong casually lay on the big bed in the room, took a deep breath, and said with a face full of contentment, "So fragrant, just like the scent on Empress Sister."
Although Wang Dadong’s words weren’t explicit, how could Yue Qianhui not understand what the little secret referred to?
"Then why didn’t you tell the Emperor?"
"Why would I tell him? He’s incapable, how could he blame Empress Sister for it? After all, Empress Sister is also human, and humans have needs, it’s very normal," Wang Dadong said naturally.
"You sure know how to talk," Yue Qianhui finally relaxed. She thought Wang Dadong would blackmail her hard for this, but it turned out to be for such a reason.
"Empress Sister, let’s quickly tour the Imperial Palace, it’s already late, I’m feeling sleepy," Wang Dadong suddenly yawned.
"Is the Imperial Palace prettier than Sister?" Yue Qianhui sat down by the bed, effectively showcasing her seduction.
Wang Dadong stroked his chin, assuming a contemplative pose, and after a moment, said, "The Imperial Palace is prettier."
Yue Qianhui was stunned, she didn’t expect Wang Dadong to say that.
"But Empress Sister is even prettier."
Yue Qianhui finally smiled, she was quite confident in her looks. It wasn’t that she’s overtly promiscuous, seeking to seduce every man she meets, but because Wang Dadong knew her secret. Although Wang Dadong seemed unlikely to reveal it to the Emperor, she didn’t dare to take risks. The best way was to pull Wang Dadong down too, so if the matter was exposed, she’d go down, and Wang Dadong would certainly go down as well.
How could Wang Dadong not understand Yue Qianhui’s intentions, but offered prey he never refuses. He doesn’t fear the Emperor, if provoked, he could eliminate the Emperor, it’s not like he’s never considered it.
Yue Qianhui placed her hand on the strap, gently pulled it, letting it slide down, revealing the snowy, smooth scent of her shoulder.
A woman, lacking a man’s nourishment, cannot maintain such well-preserved beauty, no matter how many beauty products she uses.
Yue Qianhui seemed like thirty-something, but was actually over forty. If not gifted with a man’s nourishment, how could she maintain such allure?
"Little Divine Doctor, it seems like you’re sleepy, since you are, let’s not tour the Imperial Palace, let’s sleep first."
"Alright, Empress Sister, I’ll follow you, let’s sleep first." Wang Dadong reached out and embraced Yue Qianhui’s slender waist.
A light cherry blossom scent spread through the room, becoming more intense.