The Wei Family Had an Endless Supply of People-They Could Surely Wear Li Chen to Death! (Please Subscribe and Vote with Monthly Tickets)

"Madam, that is indeed a serious problem, but it isn't Wei Mingde's problem. It's yours."

Li Chen's words left Madam Wei rather bewildered. What problem do I have? Could he have seen through my act?

Or was my method of seducing him too crude? Did it displease His Majesty?

Oh no, oh no. This is going to end badly.

Who would have thought Li Chen would change tack and continue, "Lie down first, madam. I can help you solve your problem."

Here, Li Chen's words were an Imperial Edict, absolutely correct, and no one could defy him.

Although she had no idea what Li Chen intended to do, Madam Wei obediently lay down.

Then she reconsidered. This emperor probably means no harm, and I hear he's in the Saint Realm. Perhaps there really is something wrong with my body?

With that thought, she cooperated with whatever Li Chen asked her to do.

In truth, Li Chen merely wanted to spice things up by playing doctor and patient.

He began with a simple full-body examination of Madam Wei, then used a professional instrument to measure her internal temperature.

Madam Wei remained extremely tense the entire time, and coupled with her particular constitution, that kept her in peak condition throughout.

Meanwhile, Wei Mingde, outside the main door, could only listen to those sounds that made the heart race.

By now, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he stood there without a word.

Pan Chengwu had his head lowered, hiding his expression, but his neck was already bright red. Combined with his constantly trembling body and short, rapid breaths, it was obvious he was trying not to laugh.

But as he kept holding it in, Pan Chengwu could no longer find it funny. *It's already been an