Chapter 62: Volume 1, Chapter 62: This King Feels Uncomfortable in His Heart

Seeing that Ye Lanjue didn't object, Yun Qiy

After Ye Lanjue cast a cold glance at Yun Qiyue, he slowly closed his eyes.

Yun Qiyue walked over and reached out to place her hand on the man's pulse.

Before long, Yun Qiyue frowned and looked at Ye Lanjue with some displeasure, "Your pulse is perfectly fine."

There were no signs of any poison flare-up; in fact, his physical condition at this moment was stronger than most people's.

So, what did this man bring her here for?

"Oh?" Ye Lanjue did not open his eyes, saying in his magnetic yet cold voice, "But this seat feels very uncomfortable."

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue placed her hand on the man's pulse once again.

Only this time, as Yun Qiyue's hand touched Ye Lanjue's again, her Life Value was increasing at a slow pace.

Yun Qiyue, who had been somewhat displeased, was left speechless: "..."

Well, how could she have forgotten that touching this man came with some perks...

Thus, Yun Qiyue, who had been reluctant to take his pulse, changed her tune, dragging out the pulse-taking time bit by bit until Ye Lanjue frowned, "How much longer do you intend to hold this seat's hand?"

The cold words brought Yun Qiyue back to her senses.

A flash of regret crossed Yun Qiyue's eyes; the contact from taking his pulse was still too little, and it had only replenished 0.5 Life Value after all this time—too slow.

"Master of Jiuyuan Pavilion, since you are feeling unwell, why don't I give you a full-body checkup?" Yun Qiyue sharpened her knives... no, her hands were itching.

Although she had already decided to let the Regent Ye Lanjue be her personal recharge device, with the perk of Jiuyuan here, she naturally didn't want to miss out.

If she could really give him a full-body checkup, wouldn't her Life Value shoot straight up?

Seeing the eagerness in Yun Qiyue's eyes, Ye Lanjue's expression became even uglier.

Was this woman a lustful ghost reincarnated in her past life? Did she want to pounce on every good-looking man she saw?

Ouyang Xi was like this, and so was Jiuyuan... Did she still have any awareness of being his fiancée?

And a full-body checkup?

Hah!

Yun Qiyue felt the cold air emanating from Jiuyuan intensify and suddenly came to her senses, meeting Ye Lanjue's cold, absolute gaze.

"That... if you don't want to, it doesn't matter."

Yun Qiyue rubbed her nose.

Choosing Ye Lanjue as her personal recharge device was indeed the right decision; this Jiuyuan before her, while beautiful, was not easy to approach.

If she really relied on him to replenish her Life Value, she feared she would have died completely long ago.

Forget it, she had better be more focused.

Thinking this, Yun Qiyue took a deep breath, straightened her expression, and asked Jiuyuan, "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

In any case, she hadn't detected anything from his pulse.

She deeply suspected that this man named Jiuyuan was just amusing himself at her expense, the reason being to avenge her taking liberties with him that night.

After all, she was still very confident in her medical skills.

Ye Lanjue opened his eyes and looked coldly at Yun Qiyue, "This seat is uncomfortable in his heart."

Yun Qiyue: "..." She almost choked on her own saliva.

If this man had used a different tone to say such things, she would have thought he was flirting with her.

But precisely because he said this in that cold tone—as if she owed him millions—she couldn't conjure up a single improper thought.

So, how was she supposed to respond to that?

By saying, 'Heart disease requires heart medicine'? She wouldn't say such high-sounding nonsense.

Taking a deep breath and gritting her teeth, Yun Qiyue spoke with a forced smile, "Master of Jiuyuan Pavilion, I am not your personal physician. If I remember correctly, the deal between us was that I would help you suppress the poison in your body, right?"

Therefore, heart disease and the like were not within her scope of management.

Of course, a qualified healer shouldn't be picky about illnesses, but she was certain this Jiuyuan was playing with her.

After Yun Qiyue finished speaking, she felt the surrounding temperature drop sharply. The man who had been relatively normal a moment ago now had a cold, sunken expression, and the pressure radiating from his body was overflowing like it cost nothing, giving her the feeling of being on the verge of death.

"Are you negotiating terms with this seat?" The words carried an absolute threat.

Yun Qiyue felt that if she dared to nod, she would be bleeding from her seven orifices and dead the next moment.

Because the pressure emanating from this man right now made her feel so uncomfortable she wanted to spit blood.

After finally recovering from that suffocating feeling of near-death, Yun Qiyue compromised, "No, what I mean is that you are in perfect health, Master, and have no need for my treatment."

She really didn't know what kind of madness this man was having, not sleeping in the middle of the night and coming to torment her.

Wasn't it just taking a little liberty? Was it necessary to be so relentless?

"This seat tells you to treat, so you must treat." Ye Lanjue was somewhat stubborn, but the pressure eased significantly.

Upon hearing this, Yun Qiyue cursed internally but had to hold it in.

What could she do? She couldn't beat him, and was she supposed to wait until she was a ghost to collect her own corpse?

Taking a deep breath, Yun Qiyue suppressed the manic rage in her heart and asked, "Then how do you want to be treated?"

She wanted to see what kind of tricks this man would come up with.

This question from Yun Qiyue truly stumped Ye Lanjue.

He had only had Yun Qiyue brought here because he was feeling unhappy, but as for what she could do to make his heart feel better, he really didn't know... he hadn't thought about that question.

For a time, the situation was at a stalemate, until a 'rumble' broke the silence.

Then, Ye Lanjue's beautiful face was stained with a layer of ink, and it looked as if the atmosphere was about to freeze again.

"That, actually I didn't eat my fill tonight either, how about I go make you something to eat?" Yun Qiyue suggested.

In fact, the moment Jiuyuan's stomach growled, Yun Qiyue felt he had already been brought down from his pedestal.

Nonsense, would a god eat food?

Upon hearing this, Ye Lanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, sizing up Yun Qiyue, "You can cook?"

Yun Qiyue nodded, "I can."

Ye Lanjue pondered for a moment before saying, "Can you make braised noodles?"

Yun Qiyue was slightly stunned upon hearing this, but still nodded, "I can."

Ye Lanjue's expression softened slightly, and he clapped his hands; someone immediately entered from outside the door.

Ye Lanjue: "Take her to the kitchen."

The black shadow accepted the order and led the way.

Yun Qiyue was taken to the Ghost Night Pavilion's kitchen, where a chef was already waiting to assist her.

Yun Qiyue glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen and used what was available: pork belly, green onions, garlic, carrots, green beans...

Yun Qiyue handled the chopping herself, and since she didn't know how to make noodles, she had the chef prepare them.

After confirming the thickness and texture, the chef began to knead, mix, and pull the dough, all movements performed in one go.

When the noodles were ready, Yun Qiyue had already chopped the ingredients, started stir-frying them in the pot until fragrant, added seasonings and water to boil, and then added the noodles to braise; the process was very simple.

Before long, the kitchen was filled with fragrance, and a pot of braised noodles was ready.

The chef looked at the simple braised noodles with some concern and asked Yun Qiyue if she needed to prepare anything else, but was directly refused by Yun Qiyue.

Carrying the food tray, Yun Qiyue returned to the main hall.

Hearing the movement, Ye Lanjue, who had his eyes closed, opened them and looked at Yun Qiyue... or to be precise, at the food tray in Yun Qiyue's hands.

"Bring it here."

Just two words, in a commanding tone.

Yun Qiyue frowned slightly but still carried it over, placing the tray on a small table that had appeared out of nowhere.

Ye Lanjue opened the tray with elegant movements, but paused for a long time upon seeing the braised noodles; no joy or anger could be discerned from his face.

Just when Yun Qiyue thought Ye Lanjue wouldn't eat it, he picked up the chopsticks from the side, took a mouthful, and began to chew slowly.

Unaccountably, watching Ye Lanjue open his mouth, Yun Qiyue felt a bit nervous, as if she were afraid that the bowl of braised noodles would be rejected.

Ye Lanjue seemed to chew that mouthful of braised noodles for a long time.

After a long while, Ye Lanjue put down his chopsticks and looked at Yun Qiyue with an expressionless face...