Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 32 [Make a big deal out of a molehill]

But your majesty, you don't need to tell me the answer like this, you will die if you say it? ? ?
"You gave me a brand, and I will also give you a brand. In the future, even if you go to the poor and fall to the underworld, I will still find you..." Xiahou Chennan looked at Jing Lingke charmingly and affectionately.

Jing Lingke was so excited that she felt like she was about to break out in a cold sweat. God, it wasn't that his acting skills were not good enough. It was just that time was too shameless, and her face was too shameless, so she didn't have that confidence!

She Jing Lingke, even if she once loved beautiful men, Xia Hou Chennan has completely tossed her at this moment.

"Well, baby, what do you think?"

It doesn't matter if you are affectionate, Jing Lingke just thinks that he is not looking at himself, but just looking at others through himself, but now, he asked aloud, how can she answer this?
If she was asked to nod, she couldn't do it, and if she was asked to refute, she dared not!
Nodding in pain, shaking his head again, blinking his big bright eyes, "Your Majesty..." The voice was drawn out.

"En?" Xiahou Chennan listened attentively.

Coincidentally, the imperial physician came outside, Jing Lingke breathed a sigh of relief, the imperial physician came in time.

It's just that Xiahou Chennan is really making a fuss out of a molehill. Didn't he just fall down? As for being called an imperial doctor?
This is clearly making enemies for oneself.

However, I still have to thank him, it's really poor [here refers to poor status] and short-sighted!

Seeing Xiahou Chennan, the imperial physician knelt down at a regular distance, Xiahou Chennan just calmed down and asked him to come and show Jing Lingke.

Jing Lingke pursed her lips in embarrassment, really feeling like Su Daji...

Especially the look in the eyes of the imperial doctor after examining her head made Jing Lingke feel like crying without tears!
This is all made by the emperor, it has nothing to do with her! ! ! !

"This..." The imperial doctor spoke, but suddenly realized that he didn't know what to call him, so he coughed awkwardly, and finally chose the word girl, "My girl, is there anything uncomfortable about you?" ?”

"Uh, no...no." Jing Lingke sat on Xiahou Chennan's dragon bed, buried her head in the quilt, waved her hands, and hummed in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)