After Imperial Physician Wang left, the main hall fell quiet, with only a dim candle and wisps of medicinal fragrance remaining.
Drip~~
The beads of blood seeping from his fingertip had returned to their normal bright red, and a long time passed between drops.
Ye Jingtang rested his arm on the armrest and leaned back in the chair. The scene felt familiar-like getting an IV at a hospital. The only difference was the missing medicine bottle hanging beside the chair.
As his thoughts wandered, footsteps sounded outside.
Tap, tap...
He turned to look. Silly, her fat-headed dragons gleaming, approached with her attendants, her expression imposing without anger, like a superior visiting a subordinate.
"Your Highness, why are you..."
"No need to rise."
Dongfang Liren raised a hand to dismiss her attendants and came closer.
"How is your injury?"
As she spoke, Dongfang Liren bent down to examine Ye Jingtang's left hand.
There was nothing unusual about the gesture itself, but Ye Jingtang was sitting in a large chair, and Dongfang Liren was very tall. When she bent over beside him, those overwhelmingly imposing fat-headed dragons came right before his eyes, visibly weighty and within easy reach.
!
Ye Jingtang could hardly stare at her fat-headed dragons, so he turned his gaze aside and gestured toward the chair beside him.
"What brings you here, Your Highness? Did you run into..."
"Your sweetheart?"
Ye Jingtang nodded, a little worried now that it had come up.
Dongfang Liren straightened, her expression calm. "I did. I was afraid of disturbing your family, so I didn't meet her. Speaking of which, where did you spirit away such a beautiful girl from?"
"Come now, how can you call it spiriting her away? We met by chance, and then we got together. I brought her out to