Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

Chapter 139: Allow Me to Ask Something Highly Disrespectful

Long Yang’s dark, mysterious eyes looked at her. “Your brother has passed the prescription to me, but I still feel that I must leave the Palace to make this visit.”

Lu Liangwei looked at him with slight suspicion.

She had written the prescription very clearly and had even described issues to look out for in great detail. Other than that, there was also Chief Physician Lin around. There was no need for him to make this visit.

“Is there anything else Your Majesty does not understand about the prescription?”

Long Yang’s nicely defined fingers knocked gently on the table. The prescription had been passed over to Chief Physician Lin and he would naturally take care of it. There was nothing for Long Yang to be worried about.

However, when his eyes met with the young girl’s beautifully distinguished eyes, he hesitated and nodded. “Yes.”

Lu Liangwei asked, “Which part does Your Majesty not understand?”

Long Yang paused, and asked, “Chief Physician Lin has looked at the prescription, but the medicinal materials you have listed are mainly restorative medicines. I don’t understand. Why would I need extra nourishment?”

Lu Liangwei darted a glance at him and said quietly, “Your Majesty, allow me to ask something highly disrespectful, how do you feel about the condition of your body?”

This was quite a direct question that left no room for the ego.

Long Yang was taken aback. His eyes narrowed as they met the young girl’s pure, innocent eyes. He was silent for a moment.

He was very clear about how his body’s condition was.

It may look like there was nothing wrong with him on the surface, but in fact, he was close to death.

Chief Physician Lin had told him before that his body would not be able to sustain past the end of the year.

The trip to Sacred Hillock Peak had him drifting into unconsciousness for a full night upon his return. He had a feeling that if it was not for Lu Liangwei helping to suppress his condition with medicine previously, the poison in his body might have already reacted.

It seemed like Lu Liangwei hardly noticed the change in the Emperor’s expression as she continued, “Your Majesty’s body might look to be normal and you seem healthy, but in fact, it is but an empty shell. You’re actually in worse shape compared to any elderly of seventy or eighty.”

These were words that struck right in the heart. The expression on Long Yang’s face looked particularly entertaining at that moment.

It took him quite a while to react but he finally gave a slight smile. “Second Miss Lu, are you always this candid when speaking?”

The smile on his lips looked a little chilling.

However, Lu Liangwei did not notice this at all as she continued bluntly. “I am only being honest with you. If you don’t cherish and take care of your body, you might not even live past this month, much less endure to the end of the year,” she said. She suddenly reached out her hand as she was speaking and casually placed it atop his hand on the table, and started to feel his pulse carefully.

The young girl’s fingertips, which had a slight cooling sensation to it, suddenly pressed onto his pulse. He was surprised to feel a strange, numbing sensation.

This was something he had never experience before.

Right then, the dark cloud forming within him because of her blunt and unsympathetic words suddenly dissipated.

He sat properly in his chair as he stared at the focused, serious-looking girl. A complex emotion flashed within his deep, dark eyes.

It took only a moment and Lu Liangwei’s hand left his.

She frowned as she glanced at him. “Your pulse is very weak. In addition to that, you have tired out yourself for the past few days and your body is seriously lethargic.”

She stood up saying, “Please sit here for a while. I’ll decoct some medicine for you.”

Before Long Yang could say a word, she had run off like a gust of wind.

Long Yang’s eyes lowered, watching softly at his left hand. It seemed to have retained some warmth from the young girl.

Lu Tingchen was holding a tray when he walked in from the outside.

He had instructed the servants to take their leave, considering the fact that the Emperor was visiting in plain clothes and it was not wise for this to be publicized. As such, he had gone to personally boil water and make tea.

However, why was that cheeky girl, Weiwei, running about so anxiously?

He shook his head as he walked into the room, placing the tea in front of Long Yang.