The Path of the Cannon Fodder's Counterattack

Ch-32

Within Ning Xuan Palace.

An old physician knelt before the Emperor, trembling with fear as he reported, "Your Majesty, Steward Ling is not seriously injured. It is only a flesh wound, so please be at ease Your Majesty."

The Emperor's face relaxed at his words and the overbearing aura on his body scattered. The imperial physician quietly heaved a sigh of relief at that and continued, "It's just that, Your Majesty, Steward Ling needs about two months to recuperate. No matter what, violent movements must be avoided, this..."

The imperial physician paused, thinking over whether or not he should continue talking. The Emperor raised an eyebrow to question him when he saw him suddenly stop.

The physician ponder over it when he saw that action, before he continued to speak, "In these two months, so that the wound does not open again, it's best to not to do anything in the bedroom."

The Emperor raised an eyebrow at that, his face unreadable as he stared at the old physician. Nobody could tell if he was pleased or angered.

Cautiously and conscientiously, the imperial physician lowered his head.

The Emperor gave him an indifferent glance, "You may go."

"Yes." The imperial physician respectfully got up and left.

Ling Xiao sneakily smiled from where he was lying when he heard the physician's words. Inwardly, he gave the imperial physician full marks. Even if this injury didn't eliminate Mo Qi, he didn't receive it for nothing. At least it could help him delay and obtain more time in the imperial palace.

The Emperor waved and had the servants leave before picking up the medicine on the table and walking over to Ling Xiao's bedside.

"Your Majesty..." Ling Xiao hurriedly cleared away his smile and struggled to get up.

With a face he couldn't determine, the Emperor looked over him, and suddenly poured the medicine into his own mouth before leaning over and grabbing Ling Xiao's chin, placing his lips onto his.

Surprised, Ling Xiao's eyes widen in surprise, he was completely at loss.

With the Emperor so near to him, he could see every change of his expression. With his eyes half open, the deep black eyes seem to hold some kind of attraction, causing others to stare at them. But the Emperor's gaze was pensive, giving off the feeling that he could see through a person and understand them completely.

Ling Xiao's heart jumped speedily, the Emperor's penetrating gaze seemed to be trying to see through him, and it made him frantic.

He couldn't help but be suspicious if the Emperor could see through his own trick of injuring himself.

Thinking of these things, Ling Xiao suddenly closed his eyes. He felt that if he did that, he would be able to avoid the Emperor's investigating gaze.

The Emperor couldn't help but find the little eunuch's appearance humorous. His eyes were tightly shut, and his body was stretched taut, as if he was prepared to receive punishment. A slight tug pulled at his mouth as he leaned over and lifted his head higher, releasing all of the medicine into his mouth.

The little eunuch obediently accepted and swallowed it.

This kind of obedient action pleased the Emperor, and he separated from Ling Xiao's lips, lightly kissing him on his forehead.

Feeling the moist warmth on his forehead, Ling Xiao's heart leaped once and he slowly opened his eyes.

His face was scarlet now and his expression was uniquely attractive. Feeble tears provoked by the Emperor wet his eyes slightly as his lips parted to take a breath of fresh air, completely unaware of how attractive this small movement was.