When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 393 Nine thousand years old, I want to hug (23)

She ran back in a hurry, with a little panting in her breath.

Holding his hand, Chu Nanxing pulled him to sit down, "Nine thousand years old, I will give you medicine."

"Your Majesty...no need."

"Nine thousand years old, sit down!" Chu Nanxing grabbed his arm and pressed him down.

As soon as Lubit turned his head away, she pushed him back again, and what fell on his ears was a soft and caring tone: "Nine thousand years old, don't move around."

With his hands on his knees, he slowly grasped his clothes, calmly facing her concern and enthusiasm.

The imperial concubine and empress do not seem to be afraid of him at all.

She touched the ointment with her finger, gently touched his ear, and slowly slid it down along the pinna.

Lubit's breathing was slightly stagnant, and his fingers tightened.

Seeing that his ears were still so red, Chu Nanxing bent down slightly, moved close to his ears, and blew softly.

Slowly, the warm air fell on his ears, like a piece of soft and white feathers, slowly touching his ears and stirring his heart.

Lujian immediately stood up sideways, looking at Chu Nanxing with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Does it hurt?" Chu Nanxing blinked and looked at him in confusion.

"No, I still have some things to deal with, so I won't stay any longer." Lu Xian said calmly.

Chu Nanxing was stunned for a moment, as if he was a little disappointed, but he still nodded, "Nine thousand years old, go quickly, don't delay the big event."

Thinking she had misunderstood, Lu Zhuan suddenly shouted: "Your Majesty!"

"Ok?"

Lu Jian took a step forward, looked down at her innocent expression, and said warmly: "The ointment is very effective, thank you, ma'am."

"En." She lowered her head, agreed happily, and then watched him leave.

Turning her eyes away, she looked at the steaming tub, feeling a little pity, as she only soaked for a while.

The imperial concubine was ill for several days, so Xiao Changxu didn't bother her with an excuse, but stayed with other people every day.

In the past few days, Lulian brought many interesting things to Chu Nanxing, such as clay figurines, or small models carved by carpenters. Although they are inconspicuous, they can pass some time.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Liu is asking to see you outside."

"Doctor Liu?" Chu Nanxing glanced at Lujian before turning to Cui Liu.

"Yes, the emperor asked Imperial Physician Liu to come and take your pulse."

Chu Nanxing's expression was dumb, the emperor couldn't wait any longer.

She got up and went into the house, climbed onto the bed in a hurry, and shouted: "Then let Doctor Liu come in!"

Seeing this, Lu Xian temporarily walked behind the curtain.

"Your Majesty." Imperial Physician Liu walked in.

"Doctor Liu."

"Your Majesty is in good health, just pay more attention to rest."

Chu Nanxing withdrew his hand and said gently, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Liu."

After asking for the pulse, Imperial Physician Liu respectfully withdrew to return to the emperor.

Chu Nanxing sighed, knowing that he would have to deal with the emperor again.

Lujian came out, looking at Chu Nanxing on the bed with faint eyes.

"Nine thousand years old." Chu Nanxing raised his head and shouted.

Lubit took two steps forward, sat by her bed, reached out and touched her head, "Your Majesty, don't worry."

Chu Nanxing blinked, looked at his ears, and said with bright eyes, "Nine thousand years old, can I paint your ears~"

Lubitu paused with his fingers, held the hand she extended, and said with a gloomy expression, "Your Majesty."

Does she know what it means to do so?
[System: She knows. 】

Lu Xian subconsciously denied it in her heart, if she knew, she wouldn't do it.

(End of this chapter)