The Path of the Cannon Fodder's Counterattack

Ch-26

The Emperor's movements were very gentle. After he untied the bandage, he turned over Ling Xiao's hand and carefully looked at it, taking a silver box that was delicate and exquisitely detailed out of his bosom. He opened it, revealing a light green ointment inside.

As the Emperor used a hand to get some of it to smear on Ling Xiao's injured palm, Ling Xiao was startled and flabbergasted in his heart. He couldn't help but retreat a step and said in a rather overwhelmed manner, "Your Majesty, your servant can take care of smearing the medicine himself. You are a royal prerogative, how could you apply medicine on a servant?"

The Emperor was somewhat displeased as he heard that and somewhat unyieldingly pulled Ling Xiao's hand, his lips pursed as he said, "Ling Xiao, We think that you have not clarify the situation yet. Although We had agreed to your request, We cannot take back what We had said before. In Our eyes, you have already become Our First Consort, and therefore our King Consort."

Ling Xiao went blank as he heard that, his heart surging.

The ointment smeared on his hand was cool to the touch, removing the burning heat of his palm. However, when the Emperor touched him, another type of unusual heat seemed to burn through his entire body.

After the ointment was placed, the Emperor once again personally tied his bandage. Lastly, he placed the ointment in Ling Xiao's hand.

"This is ointment from Shao Country. It has a wonderful effect against burns, sword injuries, and also decaying flesh due to those causes. If you use this, you also won't need to worry about scarring."

Ling Xiao held onto the delicate little box as he hurriedly saluted and thanked him, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

The Emperor lightly replied with a "Mhm", then said, "Rise."

As Ling Xiao got up, he felt much more relaxed. The sleeve of his robe flipped a bit and a breeze blew by as he raised his head, the wind carrying a hint of scent that he shouldn't have.

The Emperor wrinkled his eyebrows and suddenly grabbed Ling Xiao's wrist. With a yank, he pulled Ling Xiao into his embrace and leaned in close to confirm the scent's presence.

Ling Xiao cried out in alarm, so frightened he didn't dare to move. After all, he was now sitting on the Emperor's thigh as his wrist was being gripped.

In their current position, they were extremely close to one another. Ling Xiao wasn't sure if it was because he was frightened or if there was some other reason, but his heartbeat was like thunder. When he felt the Emperor's puff of breath on his neck, his whole body heated up and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he nervously and confusedly called out, "Your... Your Majesty..."

Once the Emperor had confirmed it, he straightened, but his complexion wasn't good at all. He reached out a hand to pinch Ling Xiao's chin and asked, "Who did you meet in Chu Xiu Palace?"

Ling Xiao stared blankly. Didn't he already move past that? Why did the Emperor ask about it again?

Ling Xiao pursed his lips. With his chin held onto right now, he could only face the Emperor. If he lied, the keen Emperor would definitely see through it.

While thinking that, Ling Xiao answered, "It was... It was Palace Woman Mo."

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, coldness on his face, "And what did you do with her?"

What does that mean? Was the Emperor suspecting him of being with Mo Qi?

When Ling Xiao thought to that point, he probingly said, "Your Majesty, your servant is a eunuch..."

When he heard that, the Emperor's brows loosen and he took back his hand. Obtaining his freedom, Ling Xiao quickly got off the Emperor's thigh and knelt in front of him.