Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

"Your Highness, please forgive me. This old minister did not notice the incense just now," the imperial physician apologized, his forehead covered in sweat.

"However, the toxicity of the love incense is not high; as long as you have a normal... detoxification method, it will be fine."

The imperial physician looked at Song Qinian, then at Ji Mingzheng, his meaning clear: Your Highness, you have two ready-made antidotes; you can choose either one, or even both at the same time.

Li Qingyan: "..."

She suspected that this imperial physician was not a respectable person, otherwise his eyes wouldn't be so expressive.

"Do you have an antidote?"

How could an honest person like her possibly do anything to her former brother-in-law?

Besides, ordinary people don't have that kind of courage. Their so-called pursuit of excitement is just something they do while reading novels and having fun.

The imperial physician blinked: "No."

Why is the imperial physician blinking? Li Qingyan asked helplessly, "Really? Are you sure?"

The imperial physician replied sincerely, "Really, no."

Song Qinian coldly observed their tense exchange, then rubbed his forehead and spoke calmly:

"I know a way that should be able to detoxify."

"What method?"

Song Qinian looked at the imperial physician: "You've heard of fingertip bloodletting, right? And you know how to do it too?"

"I have indeed heard of such methods, but this old minister cannot use them." Li Qingyan, who had previously thought the imperial physician was frivolous, now had a serious expression on his face: "With His Highness right here, there is no need to use methods that would harm His Highness's body."

His Highness's noble health is not something a mere imperial physician could easily harm.

Song Qinian took a deep breath: "I will. I will come in person. Please grant my request, Your Highness."

Even if he could, he still couldn't consummate the marriage with her now, let alone now.

"Your Highness, tonight is the night Ji Mingzheng is to enter the palace." Why did he deliberately take tonight?

Their entry into the palace involves the succession to the throne and the stability of the country. Even if His Majesty were to wake up, he would never want to see them cause such trouble.

Your Highness's inner circle must be stable and united; at least for now, there must be no discord.

Of course, His Highness and General Ji could continue their wedding night, but General Ji is currently unable to walk properly.

To prevent Your Highness from harming General Ji, it would be best to administer the antidote.

Song Qinian stared intently at Li Qingyan, waiting for her to make her decision.

Li Qingyan had only heard of finger-tip bloodletting and had doubts about its effects, but since there was no antidote, she finally nodded.

Song Qinian breathed a sigh of relief: "Imperial Physician, may I borrow your silver needles?"

Li Qingyan had already rolled up his sleeves, but Song Qinian actually went towards Ji Mingzheng.

Seeing Li Qingyan's puzzled expression, Song Qinian explained calmly, "I cannot allow Your Highness to harm General Ji, but I also cannot allow General Ji to harm Your Highness."

Li Qingyan is pampered and spoiled, while Ji Mingzheng is a military general on the battlefield. If he really loses control because of the love fragrance, as long as he catches Li Qingyan, she won't be able to escape, even if Ji Mingzheng has difficulty walking.

"At Ji Mingzheng's age, and having never been with a woman before, you can imagine how he could lose control."

"Compared to Ji Mingzheng, His Highness is still more important."

Li Qingyan thought that what Song Qinian did and said was both unexpected and reasonable.

Watching Song Qinian's actions, she felt that he was using Ji Mingzheng as a practice subject, but she had no evidence.

"Your Highness, it's your turn."

With the help of palace maids, Song Qinian didn't touch Li Qingyan much, only pricking her with needles and bleeding at the last moment.

Song Qinian's fingers, which held the silver needle, were long and slender like jade. After practicing once, his movements were even more fluid and gentle. Just looking at his fingers, one could feel their warmth and smoothness.

Li Qingyan, almost as if pointing with her hand, couldn't help but take a second look.

Song Qinian paused slightly before continuing.

"Alright, Your Highness, how are you feeling?"

"It does seem much better."

However, Song Qinian's condition was not good.

Li Qingyan first noticed that his fingers were red. When she looked up, she saw that his gentle and jade-like face was inexplicably flushed, with faint red spots on it, as if he had an allergic reaction.

"Song, your face..."

"It's an old problem." Song Qinian put away the needles and returned them to the imperial physician, still calm and composed, but his brows were still slightly furrowed, showing that he was uncomfortable, but he was enduring it.

His restrained demeanor reminded Li Qingyan that the original owner had tied up Song Qinian but failed to consummate the marriage because Song Qinian had an allergic reaction.

While others suffer from an allergic reaction that makes them look disheveled and unattractive, his allergic reaction doesn't affect his appearance at all.

A blush spread down to his chin, making the redness even more pronounced against his fair skin. Even the corners of his eyes were tinged with a light red. In addition, he had been drugged with aphrodisiac, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, making him look even more vulnerable and... alluring.

Shedding its former aloofness and elegance, it reveals a different flavor.

No wonder the original owner didn't realize he was having an allergic reaction when he saw him like this; instead, he was moved.

Li Qingyan thought, who wouldn't be tempted by this?

"Let the imperial physician examine you first."

"No rush, we can check it later."

Song Qinian noticed her gaze and turned slightly to avoid it. He carefully wiped his hands, which had touched Li Qingyan's fingers and the silver needles, because he had been in poor health since childhood. Any unclean things, even just touching someone else's sweat, would cause his body to react.

Therefore, he loved cleanliness.

Fortunately, he was born into the Song family and had no shortage of servants, so it didn't affect him much, and he only had an attack once or twice in a long while.

It wasn't until he entered the palace that the frequency of his episodes increased, perhaps due to his psychological state.

As Li Qingyan watched him wipe his hand, she thought to herself, "If he wipes it like this after just touching my hand, and it even leaves red marks, what will he do if I kiss him?"

Those who are obsessed with cleanliness and hygiene will eventually have their standards broken.

According to the Little Broken Law, the more obsessive-compulsive a person is about cleanliness, the more they eat.

Stop! I can't think about it anymore, it'll have to be censored again.

She stopped looking at Song Qinian, but Song Qinian carefully examined Li Qingyan and had the imperial physician examine her again. After confirming that she was alright, he stood up and said:

"The toxicity has lessened; Your Highness would be best off resting in Changfeng Palace tonight."

He had already received news that Li Qingyan disliked Ji Mingzheng's disability and was planning to say a few more words of advice, but unexpectedly Li Qingyan nodded: "I never intended to leave anyway."

Song Qinian nodded in surprise: "Your Highness, I shall take my leave now."

As he reached the door, he paused and began to offer his advice:

"If Your Highness is willing, you may consummate your marriage with General Ji."

"But Your Highness, please ensure that the marriage is conducted normally, and that General Ji agrees to it while he is sober; otherwise, you will be making enemies."

The practice of binding someone to consummate the marriage should never happen again.

Li Qingyan: "...I will consider it. Imperial Physician, you must cure Consort Song."

A normal consummation of marriage has its own pleasures, as does forced marriage; and a relationship filled with love and hate has its own kind of joy.

She will know which one is better.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Song Qinian thanked him, bowed, and took his leave. After leaving the palace, he endured the discomfort and cleaned up the mess.

It was his duty, and he had to fulfill it.

He gave them a good talking-to, shut them up, and then found the two henchmen who had been deliberately drugged. After confirming their safety, he finally managed to get back.

Song Qinian remained calm, but the attendant, seeing the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, felt a pang of heartache and his eyes reddened.

His son should have been soaring like a roc, with a bright future ahead of him.

Now I'm trapped in this backyard, painfully dealing with these matters, all for that... Your Highness.

Changfeng Hall.

The hall was quickly cleaned.

After lying down, Li Qingyan began to think about the future.

Currently, she has the emperor's support, giving her a better starting point than the Prince Xian. However, the people the emperor has found to help her are not on good terms with Qiu Nanzhu, and their reputations are extremely poor. Her death is just a few months away.

"The situation is extremely dire. How can I avoid dying?"

The female protagonist in the story conquers men and gains power and benefits by seducing them. She also wants to change her situation and achieve her goals by seducing them.

However, she is not the female lead, so the effect cannot be guaranteed, and there is even a risk of triggering a control group.

In short stories, this is the most consistent with the plot and character settings, and also the most likely path to success.

So she still needs to find someone to try.

Currently, Song Qinian is in the difficult mode.

"Why not meet the other concubines first...?" See how they treat me and how much they like me, compare them, and then decide who to try with.

Bingquan was good-looking and happened to be lying next to me without any suspicion.

But today is her fertile period, so safety measures are also...

Her thoughts wandered, and she couldn't help but think of the original text's description of him. Moreover, Ji Mingzheng had difficulty walking, and none of the novels she had read before were of this type.

Thinking about her plans, she habitually reached for her phone, wanting to find some novels about disabled male protagonists to study.

But I don't have a cell phone...

Frustrated, she turned over and hit Ji Mingzheng, who was standing next to her, with her arm.

The next second, the person was pinned down and subdued.

Li Qingyan realized what was happening and tried to break free, but Ji Mingzheng increased his strength, moved his body forward, and pinned her down.

While he was still in a daze, Ji Mingzheng had already begun searching for weapons.

The search also follows a sequence: waist, legs, arms, then torso...

But she had no weapons on her, only a soft, yielding hand...