Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved
Chapter 283 You Really Flatter Yourself

Chapter 283: Chapter 283 You Really Flatter Yourself

Murong Jiu did not know when Jun Yuyan had returned or how much he had overheard. Thinking about the topics she had discussed with her master, she felt very embarrassed and hung her head low, not wanting to look into Jun Yuyan’s eyes.

Jun Yuyan took big strides towards her, gently lifting her chin with his movement, making their eyes meet, breathing intertwined.

"I’m sorry, Ah Jiu. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop on you and Uncle Zhai. When I returned, I heard Uncle Zhai taking your pulse. I was afraid you would feel embarrassed if I were standing by, so I went to the study next door. But you know, a martial artist has sharp senses, and I also wanted to know about your health, so I did not avoid it. If you’re upset, how about you hit me to feel better?"

He placed Murong Jiu’s hand on his chest.

Murong Jiu, recalling her master’s words about hooking him and something about flexibility, blushed fiercely and, without holding back, pounded a few punches on his chest.

However, her strength was nothing more than a tickle to Jun Yuyan, who let out a muffled chuckle from his chest and couldn’t resist kissing her forehead before attempting to kiss her lips again.

Murong Jiu quickly pushed him away, and turned to look back—both the palace maids had already left.

Jun Yuyan continued to hold her in his embrace, looking down at her tenderly, "Ah Jiu, I’m very happy, so happy that you trust me so much."

Murong Jiu froze for a moment, then looked up to meet his eyes. His eyes were deep and affectionate, reflecting her own figure. His gaze was never frivolous, only ever filled with sincerity, and at this moment, it seemed to brim with boundless affection.

Her heart softened, and she spoke gently, "How could I not notice the kindness you’ve shown me? The words I said to my master were all from my heart."

Hearing her say this to him personally, Jun Yuyan’s smile grew even brighter, holding her tightly in his arms. The heart that had been beating wildly with uncertainty finally found peace at this moment.

"Ah Jiu, I’m truly so happy. Everything I’ve told you also comes from my heart. Don’t worry, the kind of temptation Uncle Zhai spoke of will never happen. I can only be tempted by you. Also, your body is already very flexible. You don’t need to put more effort into training. You don’t need to do anything to please me physically and emotionally."

The earlier part of his words moved Murong Jiu, but the latter part made her want to hit him a few more times. How could he say such things with such a straight face?

She hummed softly, "You really are full of yourself. I never thought about pleasing you. I just want to take care of my health, so I can live a longer life in the future."

"Good, good, good. Ah Jiu must live a long and prosperous life. We’ll grow old together," he replied.

"Then you also need to take good care of yourself and not get injured so casually in the future."

"I understand. For Ah Jiu, I will also take care of myself. When we get older, we still need to babysit for Xiao Jin and Xiaoyu," he said.

Murong Jiu laughed. He had learned well to coax his master with such words.

While they spoke, Jun Yuyan suddenly swept her up into a cradle carry.

"Ah, what are you doing in broad daylight."

She whispered.

"What is Ah Jiu thinking? I just want Ah Jiu to join me for a nap. I didn’t sleep all night, and today I was wracking my brain at court. I’m so tired, I just want to hold Ah Jiu and sleep to refresh myself," he explained.

"Whose fault is it that you didn’t sleep all night?"

"It’s my fault, my fault. It’s because I don’t know how to control myself. Who can blame me when my Ah Jiu smells so fragrant, better than the most delicious delicacies under the heavens..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Murong Jiu firmly clamped her hands over his mouth.

Ah Jiu glared at him, but that look wasn’t very intimidating; to him, it seemed similar to the way she glared at him last night when she was furious, carrying a sulky flirtatiousness that roused the thoughts he had suppressed.

She truly seemed like someone sent by the heavens to torment him.

Jun Yuyan dared not trifle about carelessly, heeding Uncle Zhai’s advice to not indulge excessively. In the end, he placed Ah Jiu on the bed, tucked her in, and went off to the washroom at the back to relieve himself, just like late the previous night.

After the moisture on his body dried, Jun Yuyan returned to curl up with Murong Jiu on the bed. They chatted affectionately for a while before closing their eyes to sleep.

Once Jun Yuyan fell asleep, Murong Jiu opened her eyes and traced his eyebrows and eyes in the air with her finger. There wasn’t a single flaw in his facial features; even with his eyes closed, his lashes were dark and long, slightly curled upon closer inspection, much like those of their children.

Their noses were similar too, as well as the eye sockets, but the mouth resembled hers more.

As she thought this, she yearned for their children, wanting to kiss and hug them. Just as the thought crossed her mind, Jun Yuyan stretched an arm around her waist and nuzzled against her.

In an instant, her face turned as red as a cooked shrimp.

Having already been well-endowed, she seemed to have grown even more during pregnancy. After that, due to medicinal treatments, she could not breastfeed, and her master added some ingredients, so there hadn’t been any discomfort; but at that moment, a pressing fullness surged, reminding her of last night...

Fortunately, Jun Yuyan made no further moves. Murong Jiu lay stiff, unable to sleep, and just as she couldn’t resist the urge to roll over, Jun Yuyan woke up refreshed.

How long had he slept? Perhaps just a quarter of an hour.

"Did I wake you?"

"No, I said I would rest for a moment, and that moment is enough to recharge me. But I don’t want to get up, I just want to hold you, to embrace you forever and ever."

Murong Jiu hadn’t expected him to be so good at sweet-talking now; it would have been unimaginable in the past.

At that moment, Jun Yuyan’s gaze became shadowy, and Murong Jiu looked down to see her clothes had come loose, revealing small red marks left from the day before. They appeared like scattered petals of plum blossoms in a snowfield, dotting its expanse.

Jun Yuyan bowed his head and, unable to restrain himself, tenderly nibbled at the delicate petals.

The petals trembled in the wind, the breeze now strong, now gentle, scattering the petals, revealing the nectar-covered pistils, as broken clouds and drizzling rain descended...

During the evening meal, Divine Doctor Zhai came with the pills he had prepared.

"Three pills, to be taken for three consecutive days, followed by placing black dog blood in the southwest corner of the person suffering from Gu Poisoning. On the third midnight, the Gu insect will emerge to feed on the black dog blood. Then you must capture it and burn it with a blazing fire."

After giving his instructions, Divine Doctor Zhai left, not even staying for the evening meal.

He had already moved back to the outer courtyard from the large study next door. Later, Jun Yuyan had connected the study with the main chamber, which is why he had been able to enter directly from the study earlier that afternoon.

Murong Jiu knew that her master did not wish to disturb the two of them and did not say much, but she worriedly said, "Who can get the Empress to take pills for three days in a row, and black dog blood is not easy to bring into the palace, right? And burning the Gu insect with fire at the end is likely to attract attention."

"There’s no need to worry about that; one of the Palace Maids by the Empress’s side has been bought by my people, which can be handled by her. The black dog blood can be sealed and hidden within clothes, and I will bring it into the palace personally."

"But by doing this, the chess piece by the Empress’s side will become useless, won’t it?"

Being discovered by the Empress would mean death.