Chapter 40 The Eccentric Emperor Can't Live Without Her 11

If the emperor were to summon another imperial physician to examine her, that would be a very serious matter.

Chu Yuan keenly noticed Xin Jieyu's strange behavior. Taking advantage of the time she was making tea for Emperor Wei Xian, she quietly caught up with her and stuck the "mind-reading talisman" on her back.

Mind reading—perhaps it allows us to peek into other people's hearts?

"Take care, Sister Xin. I still have to serve the Emperor, so I won't see you off any further," Chu Yuan said, her tone infuriating.

Apart from her, no one else could see the mind-reading symbol.

Sure enough, not long after, when Chu Yuan served tea to Emperor Wei Xian, the mind-reading talisman took effect, transmitting Xin Jieyu's true inner thoughts into Chu Yuan's mind word for word.

Chu Yuan smiled slightly. This Consort Xin, if she doesn't court death, she won't die.

Fake pregnancy? This stunt deserves full marks!

Sipping the peach blossom tea brewed by Chu Yuan, Emperor Wei Xian's mood improved somewhat. He put down his teacup and wrapped his arm around Chu Yuan's slender waist. "Everyone else uses chrysanthemum in their tea, why did you use peach blossom? And did you use snow water?"

Chu Yuan gave a soft "hmm," and said, "Your Majesty's palate is truly remarkable; you can even tell the difference. It's definitely snow water."

As for why peach blossoms were used, it's because His Majesty recently bestowed upon me peach blossom chicken. Whatever His Majesty bestows, I like. His Majesty, smell this; doesn't the incense on me smell like peach blossoms?

Emperor Wei Xian moved his handsome nose closer to Chu Yuan, a subtle smile curving his lips.

Little girl, she even lets me smell her! Doesn't she know I want to eat her alive right now?

Chu Yuan knew that, of course, but today... perhaps not?

She still has injuries on her face, and the date calculated by the Imperial Astronomical Bureau is three days from now.

But regardless of whether it works or not, Emperor Xian of Wei has come all this way, so she can't be too reserved.

So, Chu Yuan became even more brazen in her procrastination than before, maximizing the arousal of the man's desire, and feigning reluctance: "Your Majesty, my face is so badly injured, it looks terrible. Perhaps we should wait a couple of days until my face heals, then I can dress up beautifully and serve Your Majesty."

Emperor Wei Xian immediately became angry and fiercely bit Chu Yuan's sexy collarbone, "I won't! My Consort Ying is beautiful and alluring. This little injury is nothing to worry about!"

"Let's go, I'll take Yuan'er to soak in the pool. I guarantee her facial injury will be healed by tomorrow morning."

Chu Yuan, "..."

She didn't know if her facial injuries would heal, but she felt that other parts of her body would probably suffer!

The hot spring water, smooth as silk, washes away her delicate skin; a maid helps her up, her body limp and weak.

The pool water rippled in circles, sometimes gently swaying, sometimes surging and crashing against the pool walls. Chu Yuan blushed and swayed with the waves, never before feeling so much like a rootless duckweed...