The Sickly Emperor Is Only Immune to Me
Chapter 288 - 285: Self-Control

Chapter 288: Chapter 285: Self-Control

He Ying didn’t want her to go.

There, all were sinners carrying the burden of major crimes, under heavy punishment, all bloodstained.

What if she got scared by going there?

It would pain his heart.

Thinking this, he said, "Have her carried into the palace then. You should take a look; I suppose you won’t be at ease otherwise. Let’s place her before your eyes, how about that?"

He certainly didn’t want her visiting people outside the palace often.

He was very busy now, and couldn’t rest easy without her under his watchful eye.

Sang Yan, oblivious to the inside story, didn’t refuse either and nodded, "Okay. I’ll arrange it. Let Xie Sui investigate."

He Ying agreed, "Good."

The two set off in different directions.

An hour later,

Sang Yan saw Luo Shan in a side hall of Yuesang Palace.

Luo Shan was seriously injured.

Blood dripped along the path as she was carried in.

When she was laid on the bed, the sheets quickly soaked through with blood.

The Imperial Physicians had already been waiting there.

Seeing her in such a state, they were all simultaneously shocked and furious, "To treat a weak woman with such measures, how inhumane!"

Sang Yan was almost beside herself with rage, "Beasts!"

This was too much!

What great crime could a woman commit to deserve such harsh punishment?

They were practically demanding her life!

"Little Guizi!"

She exclaimed sternly, commanding, "Go tell the Emperor, we must investigate this thoroughly!"

Little Guizi busily responded, "Yes."

He hurried off.

"It hurts... it hurts so much..."

"Don’t... just kill me... kill me..."

Luo Shan, lying bloodied on the bed with her eyes tightly shut, moaned in pain.

Sang Yan couldn’t bear to watch; she turned away, fists clenched tightly.

She possessed a strong sense of empathy; seeing others in pain made her suffer internally.

If possible, she longed for a world of peace, where everyone was equal and lived happily and healthily.

"Lady, do you feel unwell?"

Qiuzhi noticed Sang Yan’s discomfort and asked softly.

Sang Yan shook her head, "No."

She touched her nose and frowned, "The smell of blood is too strong."

The scent of blood made her feel somewhat nauseous.

Qiuzhi suggested, "Then I’ll light some incense."

She opened the windows to let in fresh air, then ignited the incense in the burner.

Soon, wisps of white smoke wafted out.

Sang Yan felt better with the scent of the incense.

The Imperial Physicians were still busy treating Luo Shan’s wounds.

They cleaned her wounds, continuously carrying out basin after basin of bloody water.

Half an hour later,

The Imperial Physicians finally stopped their actions.

The main Imperial Physician approached Sang Yan, bowed respectfully, and said, "Empress, Doctor Luo’s injuries have all been treated. Thankfully, they were all external and did not damage any internal organs, but unfortunately, her skin has suffered greatly."

For a woman in the prime of her life to be left with scars, it would be difficult for her to find a worthy partner in the future.

Sang Yan, also a woman, became anxious, "Use the best ointments, the best medicinal herbs, right?"

The Imperial Physician shook his head, "Empress, some wounds are too deep, and there are also several severe burns; even with repair, she will not return to her former state."

Sang Yan sighed with regret, "Alas. Do your best."

She felt sorrow for Luo Shan.

And stayed there to take care of her until evening.

Because the Imperial Physician said that Luo Shan’s external injuries were very serious and could lead to a high fever.

It’s not that she didn’t trust others to take care of her, but since she was free, she stayed to keep an eye on things.

He Ying would be displeased to hear of this.

Upon returning to the main hall of Qingning Palace and not seeing anyone there, he inquired around and then came to "capture" her in the side hall!

"Why are you still here?"

He frowned, clearly unhappy upon his return to find no one around.

Sang Yan asked with a smile, "What’s wrong?"

He Ying quickly walked up to her, took her hand, and led her outside, "What time is it already, and yet you’re not going home?"

To him, the vast Imperial Palace only felt like home when they were together in Qingning Palace.

Hearing his words, Sang Yan laughed, "This is the side hall of Qingning Palace, merely a hundred steps from the main hall. How can you say I’m not home? I am at home, aren’t I?"

He Ying disagreed, whispering his rebuttal, "Anyway, if you’re not in the main hall, then you’re not at home."

Sang Yan found it amusing, "Then your home is a bit small! I thought the Imperial Palace was your home!"

"It’s not."

He Ying, holding her hand, kissed the back of it, "Ah Yan, wherever you are, that’s my home."

He always surprised her with romantic words when she least expected it.

Sang Yan’s heart swelled with sweetness, and even the bad mood resulting from the matter of Luo Shan dissipated a good deal.

She stopped walking and looked at him, her eyes brimming with smiles, "Xinyuan, how can you be so adorable?"

He Ying frowned upon hearing that, "Can you not use the word ’adorable’?"

He felt that for a man to be called adorable was somewhat unflattering.

"If you want to express that you like me, love me, just say it directly. Even if you say it a thousand times, I won’t tire of it."

"I don’t see it that way."

Sang Yan, holding back laughter, said to him, "I think adorable men are very rare, and you are the only adorable man."

He Ying: "..."

He admitted he liked the word "adorable" now.

Especially when it was paired with the word "only."

Together, these two words sounded really good.

"Ah Yan, say it again."

He looked at her, a smile streaming out from the depths of his eyes, captivating and twinkling.

Sang Yan tiptoed and moved in for a kiss.

He Ying thought she would kiss his lips and lowered his head, ready to meet her kiss.

Unexpectedly, she turned her head and kissed his Adam’s apple instead.

Even giving it a gentle bite.

With a touch of naughty mischief.

He couldn’t help but swallow hard.

"Ah Yan—"

He softly called her name and then said, "Bite it again."

It was a ticklish sort of pain.

Electricity surged through his whole body.

"Ah Yan—"

He was getting aroused and lowered his head to kiss her lips.

She laughed softly and dodged, her kiss landing on his earlobe instead.

This time, she didn’t bite, but spoke into his ear with warm breath, "You’re the most adorable. You’re the only adorable one. Do you want to hear more?"

He Ying nodded, "I want to hear it."

So, Sang Yan repeated it many times.

Until even Pei Muyang nearly couldn’t take the saccharine words.

The sky grew darker.

He was grateful for the darkness; otherwise, he would surely witness the unrestrained passion between the Emperor and Empress.

He Ying had already picked up Sang Yan and headed toward the main hall with large strides.

"Everyone, out!"

"Close the palace doors!"

"Tell the kitchen to keep the food warm, I’ll be eating shortly."

Once inside the hall, he gave these instructions.

He Ying smiled helplessly, "Ah Yan, you know I have no self-control around you."

He was affirming her charm.

But Sang Yan felt like she had been tricked, and was not pleased, "So, you’re blaming me now?"

How could He Ying dare to blame her?

He immediately shook his head and said, "Blame me. It’s all my fault. I’m useless. My self-control is terrible."

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