Do Not Offend the Reborn Wicked Wife-Chapter 327: Awakening, I Regret It!

Long Yue woke up and found herself lying in an unfamiliar environment, her arm a bit numb, and her body uncomfortable.

She quickly blinked, shaking off sleep, sat up, and looked around.

Simple and unadorned, yet refined and luxurious, is this... the Emperor’s bedchamber?

Long Yue was dumbfounded, hastily turned around, and saw a breathtakingly handsome man lying quietly by her side. This was her husband, Li Qingmu!

Oh... my god!

Long Yue was about to lose it, she actually slept on the Dragon Bed?

The Emperor must know, will he hold me accountable as Little Black? 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Long Yue was extremely flustered, but when she saw her husband’s serene brows in his sleep, she felt that nothing else mattered.

As long as he’s okay, everything is okay!

"The Emperor is arriving—"

A sharp voice from the eunuch outside, Long Yue glanced at the man again, quickly kneeling.

This time it was not to bow, but to kneel; she knew she had made a mistake.

Qi Yun came in, seeing Long Yue kneeling on the ground, and couldn’t help but laugh: "The Dragon Bed of mine, is it comfortable to sleep on?"

Long Yue was embarrassed: "Incomparably comfortable, Minister’s Wife feels a few years younger!"

"Haha!" The compliment was a bit clumsy, but at this moment, saying such things was appropriate. If it were full of sycophancy, it would be suspected of bad intentions.

Qi Yun waved his hand, signaling Long Yue to stand up, and he walked to the bedside, taking a look: "The complexion is still poor, but at least the breathing is strong, hmm... the fever has subsided, I estimate he’ll wake up in a while."

"A Mu getting through this ordeal is all due to the Emperor’s immense blessings, the Minister’s Wife thanks the Emperor on behalf of her husband."

Qi Yun waved his hand: "This time, he also suffered on behalf of me, merits beyond measure, in the future... forget it, let him wake up first!"

"Strange, since the fever has subsided, why hasn’t he awakened? Old Dog, go summon those few Imperial Physicians."

"Yes, old servant goes now!"

Soon after, three of the most senior Imperial Physicians arrived, taking turns at the pulse, all in awe.

"Such a potent poison, originally without a solution, truly cured?"

"That person, must be a master beyond the ordinary world!"

"Currently, Imperial Censor Li’s breathing is steady, heartbeat strong, he has passed through the crisis, next as long as medication is taken on time, the body will greatly improve!"

"Your Majesty’s immense blessings can protect the subjects, indeed great goodness!"

Long Yue saw it clearly, this group of Imperial Physicians had no other skills but were good at flattery, of course, this was just Long Yue’s inner musing.

Actually, these Imperial Physicians were first-class renowned doctors, only because of the previous Imperial Doctor Li, Long Yue didn’t have a good impression of them.

Long Yue considered whether to use this opportunity to bring out that Imperial Doctor Li? But thought forget it, the matter passed too long, bringing up old issues counted as what?

"Since he is well, why is he still unconscious?"

Qi Yun seemed to have a similar view as Long Yue about these Imperial Physicians, coldly asking.

The Imperial Physicians were embarrassed, one stepped forward saying, "Your Majesty, his vital blood is weak, body exhausted, and the toxin has eroded the heart channels, cannot possibly awaken immediately, afraid he needs to rest for two days."

This Imperial Physician saw Qi Yun’s slight frown, wanted to flatter, "How about letting Lady Jiao take Imperial Censor Li home to recover?"

To lie here for several days, occupying the Dragon Bed, seems inappropriate? You think you are the Emperor?

This Imperial Physician thought he comprehended the Emperor’s mind and waited for praise.

Next to him, an Imperial Physician with a straightforward personality said, "Afraid it’s inappropriate, his body currently should not move rashly!"

"But this is the Dragon Bed, like this is inappropriate..."

"Since he cannot move rashly, let him lie here for the time being!"

Qi Yun spoke, and the Imperial Physician who wanted Li Qingmu to move was dumbfounded.

Emperor, when did you become so considerate?

Long Yue also wanted to take her husband home, but hearing that other physician, she gave up the thought.

The toil from travel, a thing most avoided when someone is ill.

Moreover, the Emperor also didn’t mind Li Qingmu lying on his Dragon Bed, so let him lie.

"Your Majesty, may I take care of him?"

Let those palace maids care for her handsome husband? Long Yue felt uneasy about this, better to do it herself!

Qi Yun saw through her little thought, let out a small snort, gestured at her: "Fine, you stay too, help me watch over him!"

It was an approval, Long Yue was pleased, hurriedly saluting: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Following this, Long Yue stayed in the Emperor’s bedchamber, responsible for Li Qingmu’s care.

During this, she had someone ask her master, the result was the same, his body was weak, needing rest for a while.

Then let him rest, might as well not waste sleeping on the Dragon Bed!

With some care, she tired herself out, as the sky darkened, she lay over a table, drifting into sleep.

...

His head ached a bit, body felt heavy, Li Qingmu was uncertain what had happened, only felt a piercing pain in his chest, utterly uncomfortable.

He remembered being stabbed by the monkey’s dagger at that time?

Was the heart pierced?

Did I... did I die? But I don’t want to die, truly don’t want to die!

Back then, it was just a moment of numbness in the arm, failed to catch that dagger...

If I died, Yue’er would surely hate me?

Li Qingmu’s mind swirled with odd thoughts, felt his eyelids heavy, but it seemed they could open.

He blinked, in front, the dazzling light was a bit piercing.

Golden, a bit warm, yet a bit cold.

He tried hard to open his eyes, the glaring sunlight, warm air, soft bedding, I... am I alive?

With this thought, Li Qingmu was filled with joy!

He actually wasn’t dead?

But where is this? Magnificent, unlike his home.

His eyes slightly shifted, saw above, stood a towering figure.

Wearing a pale golden Dragon Robe, hands behind his back, a gaze dignified.

"Awake?"

A plain voice sounded, commanding without anger.

Li Qingmu was startled: "Em... Emperor?"

He quickly propped up with both hands, trying to rise, but tugged at the chest wound, a piercing pain, drew a sharp breath, and lay back down.

"Don’t move!" Qi Yun came forward, pressing on him, frowning, "The wound is deep, fortunately not piercing the heart, but missed by only half an inch, young fellow, your fate is truly great!"

Li Qingmu was slightly embarrassed: "Thanks to Your Majesty’s immense blessings."

"Hmm, you were afflicted with over a dozen rare poisons, saved by your wife’s master."

"Mr. Duanmu?"

Li Qingmu was astonished, he even came to the palace? It seems the situation was dangerous, likely only a breath away from death.

No wonder they say my fate’s great.

Recalling day’s events, Li Qingmu still felt a shiver down his spine, he narrowly, narrowly escaped death!

Qi Yun saw his long sigh of relief, wanting to tease him, laughed, and asked: "What? Regretting it now?"

At the time, so bold and brash, now so dejected, do you regret it?

Li Qingmu looked up, then nodded: "Yes, I regret it..."

Instantly!

Qi Yun wanted to strike him!

Others who save an Emperor, when asked afterward, surely would say it was their duty to serve the Emperor with utmost loyalty!

Some might even say, for the Emperor, even to risk their entire family’s lives would be worthwhile!

But this lad actually says he regrets it?

Qi Yun was so furious, pointing at Li Qingmu, unable to speak.

What a cheeky lad!

Li Qingmu’s gaze was bright, speaking earnestly: "Your Majesty, all people fear death, if claiming not to regret, that would be against one’s heart, this humble subject knows such words may ruin my merits, but I don’t want to lie to Your Majesty, at that moment of being stabbed, I truly regretted!"