Marked by a Tyrant After Transmigrated

Chapter 18

The young man in his arms was cold and his lips were frozen white. Feeling the warmth of his embrace, he unconsciously curled up and rubbed against Jin Wang.

Jin Wang's heart softly twitched. He gently put Ye Shu on the dragon bed, took off his outer robe, and pulled up the quilt to wrap him tightly.

After doing so, Jin Wang sat down on the bedside.

"......A plot to achieve an end by enduring bodily suffering," Jin Wang calmly took Ye Shu's hand and put it into his palm. "You really know Gu's weakness."

The young man on the bed naturally couldn't respond to him. Ye Shu's brows furrowed, his pale complexion showing frailty.

Frankly speaking, Ye Shu's behaviour today didn't surprise Jin Wang too much.

After calming down, he in turn felt that this was only logical.

This was what this person should be like.

There could be no one in this world but him who would dare to question him in this way and there could be no one else who could guess his mind so perfectly that even the proportion of how and how much to make his heart soften was pinpointed just right.

For a ruler, this was actually not a good thing.

After driving Ye Shu away, Jin Wang thought for no less than two hours. In the end, he couldn't figure out how to handle this man.

But no matter what method he thought up, he was still reluctant to do it.

If he was reluctant a month ago, he was even more reluctant now.

Jin Wang felt some regret. He shouldn't have been so soft hearted at that time.

Ye Shu suddenly moved slightly.

Jin Wang thought he was going to wake up and subconsciously let go of his hand. But Ye Shu didn't wake up, his fingertips curled up and happened to gently hook Jin Wang's sleeve. "Cold..."

Jin Wang glanced at the other party's bloodless hands and turned his head. "Giving Gu this trick again, this time, Gu definitely won't—"

"...Jin Wang," Ye Shu's voice was weak and hoarse, murmuring in a low voice, "so cold ah......"

"......"

A few moments later, Jin Wang removed his robe and reclined on the bed, hugging the cold and shivering young man into his embrace.

"Gu's afraid you'll freeze to death," Jin Wang, with a sullen expression under great discontent, said, "when Gu thinks of how to punish you, you—sssss! Ye Qian, try putting your hand in Gu's clothes again!"

Imperial physician Feng was soon led by a servant into the Hall of Yang Xin.

The young emperor, leaning on the dragon bed with a wooden expression, pulling the young man's already hot hands out of his clothes.

Imperial physician Feng, with a sour taste in his mouth, sat down and took Ye Shu's pulse.

The flow of his pulse was smooth and

slippery, like pearls flowing beneath one's fingers...... Huh???

Physician Feng's eyes widened.

This pulse......

Ye Shu, having lost his source of heat, moved around restlessly in Jin Wang's arms. Jin Wang held the man down and reprimanded, "Be good and cooperate with the physician. If you move around again, Gu will hit you."

"I won't see the physician," Ye Shu, even in his sleep, didn't forget to talk back. "......bitch hole Jin Wang."

Imperial physician Feng's legs went soft and he almost fell to his knees.