Li Yuyu slightly lowered her head, rolling her eyes where Yan Xiu couldn't see.
Damn!
With a face that could hold anyone's gaze, he dared to say anything and even summoned her to Yangxin Hall for the night? If he weren't the Emperor, she'd definitely poke a finger at his nose and give him a piece of her mind!
"Emperor, your concubine just wants to apply medicine for you." Raising her head again, Li Yuyu's petite face sported a sweet smile as she spoke coyly.
"Are you implying that I'm injured, my beloved concubine?" Yan Xiu's grip on Li Yuyu's hand was gradually tightening.
Li Yuyu didn't even furrow her brows, giggling coyly as she withdrew her fingers, leaning against the bedside, her fingers just barely brushing over Yan Xiu's chest: "If the Emperor is injured or not, just take off the Dragon Robe, and I'll know after a look."
Yan Xiu: …
If he hadn't seen her roll her eyes, he'd have almost believed her.
