"Yes, anything that displeases my dear concubine should be kept far away."
the Emperor said mildly.
Doctor Xin didn't dare raise his head, his back breaking out in a cold sweat.
'The Emperor is just trying to placate a Beauty. Why does he have to use my diagnosis as a prop?'
"You may go and write a prescription for Noble Lady Gu." At the Emperor's words, Doctor Xin felt as if he'd been granted a pardon. He bowed low and hurried out.
Jiang Xian was feeling unwell, and the Emperor had intended to coax her into resting. But his sick beloved concubine was even clingier than usual. The moment she lay down, her hand snaked out, pulling him down to lie with her. 'If you can get your boss to slack off with you, then slacking off is basically just working overtime.'
"Foolishness!"
