You were asked to impersonate the King of Qin, not to become emperor!

Knowing that Chen Xuan was also trying to win over Wang Rong, Wang Qingyi said without reservation, "She loves food, but she has already tried all the delicacies in the capital, so I'm afraid there's nothing else that can tempt her."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xuan began to ponder.

The Great Jin Dynasty is a culinary wasteland, and indeed there are no particularly distinctive delicacies.

But as a time traveler, he could easily win Wang Rong's favor by preparing some delicious food.

"Leave the rest to me, I'm sure I can handle her," Chen Xuan said, and then went to prepare.

The following day, Chen Xuan went to the palace and told the Jin Emperor that he wanted to treat Wang Rong's illness.

Since Wang Rong fell ill and could not be cured, even the imperial physicians could not cure her.

The others didn't dare to bring up the idea of ​​treating Wang Rong's illness, fearing that failing to cure her would displease Emperor Jin.

Emperor Jin showed Wang Rong special concern, just as he had shown concern for Empress Yuan.

Upon hearing that Chen Xuan could cure Wang Rong's illness, she agreed without hesitation.

"Father, I previously received some divine favor, and I am very confident in curing the Imperial Concubine's illness. If others cannot cure it, it is not necessarily true that I cannot," Chen Xuan said confidently.

Emperor Jin was obsessed with metaphysics. Upon hearing this, he said with some skepticism, "Very well, if you can cure Consort Wang, I will reward you handsomely."

Chen Xuan was then assigned to Wang Rong's bedroom that same day.

Chen Xuan went in and saw Wang Rong lying weakly on the bed. He was immediately amazed by her beauty.

Although Wang Rong is thirty-eight years old, time has not made her look old. On the contrary, her age and experience have made her figure fuller and her face exudes a mature allure.

"No wonder Father Emperor likes her. Her figure is like a water snake when she lies on the bed, so alluring. What man wouldn't like a woman like that?" Chen Xuan thought to himself.

"Your Majesty, I am the Prince of Qin. I heard you are ill, and His Majesty has sent me to treat you," Chen Xuan suddenly said.

Wang Rong glanced at Chen Xuan with her beautiful eyes and said, "Alas, I feel weak all over, my heart is racing and I'm short of breath. Even the imperial physicians can't help me. What can you do?"

Because Chen Xuan is Wang Qingyi's husband, Wang Rong naturally feels close to Chen Xuan.

"Your Majesty, please don't say that. Just because others can't do it doesn't mean I can't. After Your Majesty recovers, I'll bring you some local delicacies that you won't find in the capital."

As expected, Wang Rong's eyes lit up immediately after Chen Xuan said that.

The allure of delicious food was indeed strong, giving Wang Rong a glimmer of hope.

"Since you're so confident, then show me." Wang Rong tried to get up from the bed, but she was too weak to move.

Chen Xuan was very perceptive and immediately stepped forward to put his arm around Wang Rong's waist.

When Chen Xuan made physical contact with Wang Rong, the softness of her body made his blood boil.

"Your Majesty, please extend your hand so I can take your pulse," Chen Xuan said.

Wang Rong leaned against Chen Xuan's chest, stretched out her hand, and took her pulse, finding it to be steady.

He remembered Wang Qingyi saying that Wang Rong was not bound by social norms and loved freedom.

But ever since entering the palace, it has been like being in a prison, unable to leave at will.

Emperor Jin was impotent, and Wang Rong was at the age when women are most sexually active.

She may have felt somewhat depressed in this kind of environment.

"how?"

Wang Rong asked.

"Your Majesty is suffering from emotional distress. Let me soothe your heart and give you some herbal medicine to soothe your liver and relieve your depression. You will recover soon."

Chen Xuan's words struck a chord with Wang Rong's frustration.

The previous imperial physician, after examining her pulse, found it to be stable, but could not find the root cause of her illness.

This gave Wang Rong some hope for Chen Xuan.

"But you just said you were going to soothe me, what exactly do you mean by soothing me?" Wang Rong asked.

He stayed in the palace, feeling depressed all day long.

She didn't know how the other person could help her relieve her pain.

"Your Majesty has been depressed for a long time, and your muscles are tired. Fortunately, I know some massage techniques. If I give Your Majesty a full-body massage and massage your muscles, it will greatly improve your mood," Chen Xuan said slowly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Rong was surprised: "How could you, the Prince of Qin, know these skills of serving others?"

Suddenly, a meaningful smile appeared on her face: "Could it be that you dote on Qingyi, and massage her every night?"

Wang Rong is not the kind of woman bound by traditional social norms; she has a very open-minded perspective.

If it were anyone else, they would probably have been reprimanded for not maintaining the dignity of a prince.

Chen Xuan seized the opportunity and quickly nodded, "Yes, Qingyi and I have a very good relationship."

"I really envy you all," Wang Rong said, then added, "Then help me relieve some of the discomfort."

As she spoke, Wang Rong relaxed and lay down on the bed.

Chen Xuan's gaze fell on this beautiful body, and his breathing became heavier.

As Chen Xuan pressed down with his finger, he suddenly frowned: "Your Majesty, this clothing is a bit thick; it will affect the effectiveness of the massage."

Wang Rong pointed to the clothes rack next to her and said softly, "There's a sheer dress on the rack, could you get it for me?"

Chen Xuan took out a thin gauze, which felt wonderful to the touch and carried Wang Rong's faint body fragrance.

After handing the veil to Wang Rong, Chen Xuan subconsciously avoided the topic.

When Wang Rong changed into her thin gauze, Chen Xuan looked at her again and found that she looked like a fairy emerging from a bath, stunningly beautiful.

"What are you spacing out for? Weren't you supposed to be helping me relax?"

Wang Rong looked over there.

Chen Xuan finally came to his senses and placed his hands on Wang Rong's fair thighs.

"Put some effort into it, it's tiring for me too."

"Um."

While chatting with Wang Rong, Chen Xuan pressed down hard, slowly moving upwards from her legs.

"I never expected that the Prince of Qin would be so skilled. My Qingyi is truly blessed to have married into the Prince of Qin's household."

After a half-hour massage, Wang Rong felt completely relaxed, her condition was completely different from before.

Besides, Chen Xuan and she could talk about anything.

This immediately lifted her spirits, and she chatted happily with Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan realized that this situation was just like when he went to a foot massage parlor after get off work and chatted with the technicians.

However, Wang Rong's looks are much better than those of the masseuses in the foot massage parlor.

Now the roles are reversed; he's the technician, and Wang Rong is the customer.

An hour later, Wang Rong was in a much better mood and found that her muscles were no longer so weak, and she was able to get up from the bed with difficulty.

"That's amazing."

Seeing that she was in great shape, Wang Rong couldn't help but say.

"Your Majesty, you must be starving these past few days. I've prepared a delicious meal for you, including dipping noodles, a dish I invented. Please try it."

Chen Xuan then ordered the palace servants to bring up the prepared dipping noodles.

It comes with five different dipping sauces, including garlic, tomato and egg...

Wang Rong loves food, and seeing how thoughtful Chen Xuan was, she immediately perked up, went over, and slurped away.

Chen Xuan cooked five noodles, which she devoured all by herself.

"It seems Her Majesty is feeling much better. I will prepare a medicinal meal for Her Majesty tomorrow, and I will massage Her Majesty every now and then. I believe Her Majesty's condition will be fully recovered in a week at most," Chen Xuan said.

Wang Rong was in a great mood during her time with Chen Xuan.

This is something I never received during my years in the deep palace.

She looked at Chen Xuan meaningfully and said, "From now on, I will treat you as my own son. You are Qingyi's husband, so I will naturally consider you one of my own."