Yuqiongyin

The two of them were just immersed in that brief and sweet tenderness, but after just a short while, even though Ming Fei tried her best to tease him in every way, she could no longer arouse even the slightest response from Wei Ming.

Compared with the previous time, this lingering time is not even one-fifth of it.

After realizing this, Wei Ming's face instantly became gloomy and ugly.

I saw him clenching his teeth tightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress some uneasy emotion in his heart.

Then, he gently kissed Ming Fei's sweaty face and said in a very gentle voice: "Ni'er, you have just recovered from a serious illness and your body has not yet fully recovered. Don't be anxious."

Hearing this, Ming Fei was slightly stunned, but soon returned to normal.

She knew very well that in this palace, the emperor's favor was everything, so she nodded obediently and responded in a low voice: "Yes... As long as the emperor can always be by my side, I will be satisfied."

At this moment, Concubine Ming was nestling gently in Wei Ming's arms, showing her charm and shyness.

But Wei Mingse's face remained gloomy.

What exactly is going on? !

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After receiving the imperial edict, the imperial physicians of the Imperial Medical Bureau hurriedly packed their medical boxes and rushed towards the Minghua Palace with nervous looks.

Along the way, everyone was wondering in their hearts, with all kinds of speculations in their hearts, and they finally arrived at their destination - Minghua Palace.

After entering the palace, everyone found that it was not as they expected. It turned out that the emperor might have health problems.

This piece of news came like a bolt from the blue, causing beads of sweat to instantly appear on the foreheads of every imperial physician present.

They stepped forward tremblingly and took the emperor's pulse one by one. As time went by, the doctors' faces became more and more serious.

After a heated discussion and analysis, Doctor Zhang, the most experienced and skilled doctor in the Imperial Hospital, finally stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, judging from your pulse, you are fine at the moment. However, in my humble opinion, Your Majesty must have been overworked recently and is physically and mentally exhausted. If you can rest for a few days, I think you will be able to recover soon."

After saying this, he carefully observed the emperor's expression, fearing that he might anger him.

After hearing Doctor Zhang's diagnosis, Wei Ming, who had been frowning, waved his hand gently, signaling them to leave.

Although they still had many doubts in their hearts, the imperial doctors did not dare to ask any more questions and could only respond submissively: "We obey your order."

Afterwards, they filed out one after another, and when they left Minghua Hall, everyone's steps seemed a little heavy.

After returning to the Imperial Medical Bureau, the imperial doctors gathered together to speculate on the emperor's condition.

However, no one dares to jump to conclusions, after all, the emperor's will is hard to predict.

Since His Majesty is in good health, perhaps it is just some discomfort caused by overwork.

So, they prescribed some nourishing and conditioning prescriptions as usual, and ordered the pharmacy to prepare the medicine as soon as possible, hoping that these medicines could help the emperor recover soon.

There have been constant rumors in the palace recently, all revolving around the emperor's shocking sexual activities in the bedroom.

The emperor has always been in good health, but the speed with which he acted was so fast that it became a strange topic of conversation among the palace people.

At night in the imperial palace, the Minghua Palace, which had been ambiguous just a moment ago, was shrouded in a strange atmosphere because of Wei Ming's extremely fast pace of intercourse, like an undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of a lake.

It should have been a warm and tender scene, but it was like a gust of wind passing through. It should have been a long and relaxing time of love, but it was as hasty as a fleeting moment.

The servants had not yet finished lighting the incense and the candle flames were still flickering when the news of the end was given.

Fortunately, the one serving the emperor in bed was the always considerate Ming Fei. Faced with such a brief moment of joy, she did not complain or look resentful like other concubines, but chose to silently swallow her grievances and frustrations.

After cleaning up Wei Ming, Ming Fei wiped her body clean, picked up the medicine that had been prepared beside her, and fed the medicine to Wei Ming who was lying on the couch with great care.

Now Ming Fei has finally regained the emperor's favor, so she knows very well that she must seize this opportunity.

Moreover, her greatest wish was to successfully give birth to a prince for the emperor again. This would not only consolidate her position in the harem, but also make the emperor love her even more.

Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Although the emperor stayed at her place almost every day these days, judging from the current progress, it might not be easy for her to successfully conceive again.

After all, the emperor's health is not good, so we can't be impatient.

All Ming Fei could do was to please the emperor as much as possible to keep him.

Wei Ming had been frowning the whole time. When he stepped into the bedroom, the fragrance in the air and the charming posture of his favorite concubine made his blood boil.

However, everything was over in that moment that was so short that it was almost absurd.

His body seemed to be out of his control, and his movements were so fast that he felt a surge of anger in his heart after the performance.

At this moment, the entire bedroom was in a state of inexplicable irritability and shame. Wei Ming's gaze occasionally swept towards Ming Fei. There was anger in his eyes, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes, including anger, annoyance, and a hint of unspeakable frustration.

He had always thought himself to be the master when it came to sex, but lately he had realized that he was acting too quickly, and this had dealt a heavy blow to his self-esteem as a man.

The anger in Wei Ming's heart was like a prairie fire, burning more and more fiercely. He felt that his dissatisfaction in this private matter was like a mockery of God.

"Hmph!" Wei Ming's face was as gloomy as water. He snorted coldly and then waved his sleeves violently, knocking over the teacup beside the couch.

There was only a crisp "crash" sound, and the sound of porcelain breaking was particularly harsh in the quiet night.

Ming Fei had been lowering her head, thinking about something in her heart. The sudden sound made her tremble all over. She raised her head in fear, "Your Majesty, I..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Wei Ming in a harsh voice.

"It's all your fault!" He roared with his eyes wide open, his voice revealing a bit of panic.

Ming Fei felt extremely aggrieved, and a layer of mist quickly appeared in her beautiful eyes. She leaned softly on the edge of the couch, tears in her eyes, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

But at this time Wei Ming had no time to care about Ming Fei's feelings. He paced back and forth in the hall, his steps messy.

He was actually struggling in his heart. He knew that his behavior was ridiculous and unreasonable, but the inexplicable sense of shame was like two invisible hands tightly strangling his throat, making it impossible for him to stop these unfounded accusations and anger.