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

"His Majesty is out of danger for now. Once the needles are removed and he can be fed medication, he is considered out of danger."

Qiu Nanzhu fully demonstrated his abilities to Li Qingyan.

He also showed Li Qingyan his "ease of access," without any effort on her part, without her even having to take the initiative.

Dangerous, yet useful.

Just like now, the imperial physicians were helpless, but he solved the problem with ease.

It is both a deadly poison and a potent medicine.

It depends on whether you can control the dosage.

Although it will be confirmed after the needles are removed that the patient is out of danger, the immediate effect and Qiu Nanzhu's certainty have reassured everyone.

At this moment, Li Qingyan knew his true colors, but seeing what he was doing now, and recalling their past interactions, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

But the sour feeling wasn't simply romantic love. After careful consideration, Li Qingyan felt that the original owner's trust in Qiu Nanzhu wasn't just romantic affection, but more of a friendship.

The original owner had few friends since childhood. Because she was suppressed by the plot, she was always in a daze. She also knew that she was a disgrace to the royal family. Her mother's unconditional kindness to her aroused dissatisfaction among everyone. She was ridiculed and even rejected or disbelieved her mother's kindness and praise.

Until she met Qiu Nanzhu, who was sometimes mischievous and would tease her and call her stupid, but he was also the first best friend to say nice things about her, praise her, and consider her feelings.

He sowed discord, making her reject her other husbands and believe that the emperor's kindness towards her was a form of flattery to kill, and that he actually only loved his elder sister. She listened to everything he said because his words of sowing discord were hidden in his words of love and care for her.

It wasn't that the original owner was truly stupid; it was that Qiu Nanzhu had grasped her personality traits, so he treated her as a best friend.

You believe whatever your best friend says, so you can't blame the original owner.

Unfortunately, this best friend is toxic.

Li Qingyan had no choice but to use Qiu Nanzhu, and logically, Qiu Nanzhu shouldn't have actually killed the emperor for Qiu Nanxing at this time.

But Qiu Nanzhu is a sister-complex, and he himself is a madman. The combination of sister-complex and madness makes him quite difficult to control.

Li Qingyan was worried that he would suddenly change his expression and go crazy.

Just as I was getting anxious, Wen Sheng arrived.

Wen Sheng happened to see her in a hurry and heard the noise, so he came looking for her.

"Your Highness, I have some medicinal herbs here. I didn't know if they would be of use to His Majesty, so I brought them all."

The medicinal herbs he sent were all very rare, and some of them were exactly what we needed.

"Thanks."

Li Qingyan thanked him in a low voice.

"Your Highness, you're too kind."

After Wen Sheng finished speaking, Li Qingyan suddenly grabbed his sleeve, looked at the still unconscious emperor, and then at Qiu Nanzhu, who was being stared at by the imperial physician, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Wen Sheng, help me." She didn't want anything to happen to her mother.

"Very well, Your Highness, please speak freely."

Wen Sheng agreed without hesitation and obediently followed Li Qingyan into the side hall: "I wonder how I can help Your Highness?"

Li Qingyan bit her lip: "Hold me, kiss me, or more..."

She thought the book was really vicious; when her mother was critically ill, all she could think about was finding someone to kiss and be intimate with.

She had just been so angry that she had sexually assaulted the Prince Xian in his sickbed, yet she uttered such shameless words the next day.

But she had no choice; this was the most direct and intuitive way to improve the treatment effect and restrain the male supporting character, Qiu Nanzhu, from acting recklessly.

She could only grit her teeth and make her request while feeling guilty and anxious.

Seeing the surprise in Wen Sheng's eyes, she thought that Wen Sheng must also think she was shameless and unfilial.

But she couldn't control that; all she cared about was efficiency.

Anyway, she's done a lot of forced kisses before, so it's not impossible for her to forcefully kiss another one, as long as it can help save her mother even a little bit.

But just as she reached out to push Wen Sheng away, Wen Sheng suddenly said, "Okay."

Even though her reasons seemed absurd at that moment, he agreed. There was no disgust in his eyes; he simply took her hand gently, then bent down to hug her, cupped her face, and kissed her.

A gentle, warm, and soothing kiss landed on her forehead.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid. His Majesty is blessed with good fortune and will be alright."

Wen Sheng's usually calm voice was now warm as he gently stroked her head and kissed her forehead.

There was no desire whatsoever, only a warm kiss, which was beyond Li Qingyan's expectations.

At that moment, Li Qingyan's tears finally broke free.

Wen Sheng held her trembling body: "Don't cry, don't be afraid."

He gently stroked her back, recalling what she had said more, and gently kissed away the tears on her cheeks.

His Highness had told him that contact with them would increase his luck, so he understood why she had said what she just said.

Those words that seem treasonous to outsiders are simply His Highness's desperate attempt to save His Majesty.

It may seem like filial impiety, but it is actually the greatest form of filial piety.

So, even knowing how outrageous this was, even knowing that someone might break in and that his situation might plummet to rock bottom again, his tear-stained lips still gently landed on hers in the end.

He believed in her, and he wanted to help her even more. He wanted to see her bright and cheerful as she helped him, not tremble with fear.

The kiss, tinged with the taste of tears, entered Wen Sheng's mind from that moment on.

He suppressed his trembling and prayed earnestly and devoutly in his heart, asking His Majesty to be free from danger.

If Heaven needs to punish, let it fall upon him.

He was the one who kissed His Highness first.

The bittersweet first kiss, devoid of any atmosphere, ended under such unusual circumstances.

Li Qingyan held Wen Sheng tightly, trying to calm herself down.

"Thank you, Wen Sheng."

Thank you for comforting and helping me in your own way at this moment.

"Your Highness, you're too kind."

Li Qingyan held Wen Sheng for a moment, then composed herself and returned. Perhaps her contact with Wen Sheng had been effective, or perhaps the imperial physician had been keeping a close watch, but Qiu Nanzhu didn't cause any trouble during the process. After the needles were removed smoothly and properly, he said:

"Your Highness, His Majesty's crisis has been averted."

Qiu Nanzhu bowed, appearing as if he had fulfilled his mission, but his eyes were fixed on her lips and eyes, his gaze dark and unfathomable.

He saw Li Qingyan pull Wen Sheng to the side hall.

A moment later, Li Qingyan returned with red eyes and faded lipstick, while Wen Sheng had a faint lipstick mark on her lips that was exactly the same color as Li Qingyan's.

What they did is self-evident.

His Highness was so unrestrained with Wen Sheng while His Majesty was critically ill; it couldn't have been out of restraint. He guessed it was on purpose for him to see.

Qiu Nanzhu thought, it must be true, and he even specifically chose Wen Sheng, whom he had previously said was tainted.

Your Highness can't forget him and is deliberately taking revenge on him.

That's good.

He thought that given more time, he would definitely be able to regain her trust and affection.

He just didn't like her method of revenge; she made herself dirty.

He didn't mind touching her before, but now he's a little hesitant.