Reborn group favorite: The prince and I are enemies

It was already evening when Emperor Yuanwu summoned Baili Wuxiang to ask for pulse.

Lan Lingling was extremely embarrassed, wrapped in the quilt and did not dare to show her head.

Baili Wuxiang saw through it without saying anything. He just stretched out his hand and pretended to feel Emperor Yuanwu's pulse.

When no one was around, he whispered: "It's a blessing in disguise. Your Majesty's body is normal. He is just a little weak because he has been in coma for too long. He will be fine after a few months of nourishing him with precious medicinal materials."

"It's just that during this period, it would be better for Your Majesty to meet less with Miss Lingling, so as not to affect His Majesty's cultivation."

Emperor Yuanwu coughed, looking as if nothing had happened, but his ears quietly reached Hongyun: "Sir, you are joking."

Baili Wuxiang smiled meaningfully: "Caomin is indeed joking. His Majesty and Miss Lingling spend more time together, which will be of great benefit to His Majesty's recovery."

"I won't describe the details to Your Majesty. Your Majesty will understand it by heart. The common people will prepare a few medicines for Your Majesty to help His Majesty regain his strength. The rest will be troublesome to other imperial doctors."

Emperor Yuanwu nodded: "Thank you sir, please take a look at it for my Ling'er."

With that said, Emperor Yuanwu fished out Lan Lingling's hand with his backhand and signaled Baili Wuxiang to check her pulse.

After Baili Wuxiang asked for his pulse seriously, he said quietly: "It's an internal injury after all. It's not easy to recover. Don't do any exercise recently and cultivate yourself well."

"I will prepare a few more medicines and keep taking them until the injury is healed. In addition, I will eat less sweets. If I can't help it, I will sip a few sips of honey and take good medicine to avoid affecting the body's recovery."

Emperor Yuanwu wrote them down one by one, and then pushed Lan Lingling's hand back into the bed.

Baili Wuxiang gave a few more instructions and then went back with the medicine box on his back.

He is a hard worker, the college needs him, and various patients also need him. Since getting married, he has not been able to spend time with his wife properly.

Therefore, he would always return home to accompany the Chu family as soon as possible after finishing his work.

In fact, as I get older, the love in my heart is no longer as strong as that of young people, just like a trickling stream of water.

In addition to taking care of Xiaoqian and several children, Mrs. Chu spends her time chatting with Ms. Su as a female celebrity every day. In fact, she is not very dependent on this new husband.

On the contrary, Baili Wuxiang always felt that he owed others and would go home whenever he had time. Although there was not much to say, the couple lived in harmony and ease, with one person sewing clothes and making shoes and the other studying medicine.

After Baili Wuxiang left, Emperor Yuanwu couldn't help but laugh when he looked at Lan Lingling who was like a cocoon on the bed.

"There is no one left, show your head, don't hold yourself back."

Lan Lingling first showed her little head, then her eyebrows, her eyes, and her nose, but she hid her lips under the quilt and said angrily: "I have no clothes to wear, I'm embarrassed to come out."

Emperor Yuanwu stood up and took his inner clothes, sat on the bed with his back to Lan Lingling, and handed the clothes over: "Let's make do with it, Lu Xing has already gone to the Imperial Bureau to pick it up."

Lan Lingling stretched out a hand, grabbed her clothes, and then hid under the quilt.

A rustling sound came from her, it was her getting dressed in the dark.

After a while, the quilt was lifted, and Lan Lingling, whose hair was not yet dry and a little messy, was exposed: "Get dressed."

Emperor Yuanwu turned around, first casually, and then his eyes widened!

A red cloud touched his ears, and his face was filled with embarrassment. He said incoherently: "You, you, you... are wearing the wrong clothes."

Lan Lingling was extremely confused: "What's wrong?"

Emperor Yuanwu stammered: "Low, low... look down!"

Lan Lingling looked down and saw the little white rabbit that was not covered. She suddenly turned red with shame and lifted up the quilt to get in.

There was no opening for a while.

Emperor Yuanwu cleared his throat and finally calmed down a little. He felt a little distressed when he saw Lan Lingling wrapping himself up like a little beast licking its wounds alone.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak?"

"It's okay, it's not like I haven't seen it before, don't worry about it."

The quilt quivered, but there was no sound.

Emperor Yuanwu was worried that she would make him angry, so he quickly lay down next to her and hugged her with the quilt: "If you feel that you are at a loss, I will show it to you."

After a while, Lan Lingling's angry voice came from inside: "Who cares about you? You didn't even tell me that your clothes have ribbons. How do I know that I need to tie them up?"

Emperor Yuanwu chuckled, lifted the quilt and got in.

Lan Lingling wanted to run away, but he pulled her arms into his arms: "Don't run, let me give you a good hug."

Embracing her from behind, Emperor Yuanwu put his head on her neck.

Lan Lingling stopped struggling and closed her eyes to feel the warmth that belonged to him.

Snow fell silently outside the window, and the cold wind howled.

The room was filled with warmth, and the two sympathetic people hugged each other tightly.

"Zhizhi, did you know? During the time when I was unconscious, I was conscious."

"I heard you whisper a lot to me and shed a lot of tears for me. At that time, I was thinking, if God allows me to survive, I will not let you down no matter what."

Lan Lingling didn't speak for a while, but suddenly asked a very fatal question.

She asked: "Do you still remember your original intention?"

Emperor Yuanwu was startled, how could he not remember?It's a shame that will never be erased in this life, but it's his fault for that. It was him who sought his own death and wanted to plot against Zhenli. It's not his fault that he suffered the consequences in the end.

"Remember...remember."

Lan Lingling continued to ask: "I heard that was your first woman?"

Emperor Yuanwu hurriedly explained: "No, no, no... no."

Lan Lingling asked again: "Aren't you ordered to consummate your marriage?"

Emperor Yuanwu was very anxious: "No...no, it didn't work, but I slept...sleeped...slept for one night."

Lan Lingling's lips raised: "Who believes it?"

Emperor Yuanwu was so anxious that he couldn't say anything: "She is older than my mother, so it's not easy for her to attack a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy like me, right? She just lay there all night."

Lan Lingling turned around and met Emperor Yuanwu's eyes. A little light came through, and her eyes were bright: "So, I am your first woman?"

Emperor Yuanwu pulled the quilt to cover the light: "If you don't count touching it, yes."

The old woman had touched him.

Lan Lingling smiled very slyly. She leaned into Emperor Yuanwu's ear in the dark and whispered: "Do you think we will have children?"

Emperor Yuanwu asked her: "Do you like children?"

Lan Lingling nodded: "I envy the great uncle and concubine very much. She is very happy to have children."

Emperor Yuanwu slowly stretched out his hand and opened Lan Lingling's inner clothes: "It's just a few times, maybe I can't get pregnant. If we do it a few more times, maybe I can get pregnant."

Lan Lingling was itched all over by his touch and couldn't help but giggle. She reached out and patted Emperor Yuanwu's hand away: "I'm tired."

Emperor Yuanwu couldn't care so much, and moved closer with warm lips and rapid breathing.