Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Looking at her husband, the Emperor, who was brimming with enthusiasm, Jiang Qinglan sighed inwardly, a barely perceptible impatience flashing through her eyes.

Yet, she also felt powerless.

”Then go ahead, let’s finish up early.”

Hearing this, the Emperor eagerly leaned in, pulling her up from the chair, then gently cradled her slender waist with his large hands, slowly lowering his head towards hers.

”Mmm...”

Jiang Qinglan half-closed her beautiful eyes, slightly tiptoeing to offer her fiery red lips.

The soft entanglement of their bodies caused clothes to fly everywhere in the study.

The ground was strewn with a mess of men’s and women’s clothes; the air in the study seemed to thicken.

”Qinglan, come!”

The Emperor’s eyes burned feverishly as he suddenly picked up Jiang Qinglan and placed her on the desk.

”Riiiip—!”

With both hands, he tore at the thin fabric, producing a sudden tearing sound.

Jiang Qinglan’s brows furrowed slightly, her face flushed with a faint red. She leaned back onto her elbows on the desk, her long, black silk legs spread and bent, resting on the edge, her sultry eyes seemed to move as if pulling threads.

”Mmm... Your Majesty, come quickly.”

From the Emperor’s perspective, Jiang Qinglan seemed like a capital ”M,” incredibly enticing as if she could captivate souls.

The Emperor’s eyes heated up, hastily pressing against her.

”Mmm...”

When the Emperor entered, Jiang Qinglan felt nothing, yet still cooperated with a soft, enchanting moan.

”Qinglan, how are you? Does it feel good? Do you feel like I’m different today?”

After two or three minutes of thrusting, the Emperor suddenly raised his head to ask, his eyes filled with anticipation.

”Mmm... Your Majesty, you’re great, just like that... Hurry up.”

In fact, she felt nothing, as she had already accustomed to the size of that young man.

But facing her husband, she could only cooperate.

She closed her eyes, imagining her husband as that young man. A jade-like arm suddenly hooked around the back of the Emperor’s neck, urging, ”A bit harder, mm-hmm... faster, I still want...”

Encouraged, the Emperor’s eyes turned red, feeling an endless surge of energy, launching a powerful assault!

”Whoomph whoomph whoomph...”

After several minutes.

The Emperor let out a long breath, slowly withdrawing, happily saying, ”It really works, no wonder the Divine Doctor is so acclaimed!”

Though Jiang Qinglan did not achieve true pleasure this time, the increase in duration was evident, leaving him very satisfied.

He felt the medicine prescribed by the Immortal Divine Doctor worked better than the usual ’miracle pills’ he took.

”Indeed, there’s nothing inherently ordinary about herbs; it’s all in how they are combined.”

”Qinglan, I’ll need to recuperate well these coming days, drinking medicine every day, so just bear with me for a while.”

Hearing this, Jiang Qinglan nodded lightly, though feeling quite contemptuous inside.

Actually, she was already enduring great discomfort, tormented between up and down, with Sun Zhe’s image filling her mind.

She got off the desk, removed her already tattered stockings, and said, ”Your Majesty, I have some matters to discuss with Shiqing later. I won’t return to the palace tonight; I’ll stay at Shiqing’s place.”

The Emperor looked at her graceful figure, smiling, ”It seems like you are getting along better with Shiqing these days?”

”Am I?”

”Yes, and it’s a good thing.”

Jiang Qinglan looked at her husband, a trace of guilt flashing in her eyes.

Even though she did not love this man—who had used despicable means to get her—how could there be no feelings after so many years together?

The prick of conscience made her uneasy.

She turned towards the bathroom, ”I’ll take a shower before heading out.”

”Thank you for your hard work.”

”It’s not hard, it’s necessary.”

”...”

...

Jingtian Forest Garden.

Villa No. 3.

When Sun Zhe entered, he saw Xia Shiqing wearing ultra-short denim shorts, showing off her fair legs as she watched TV and ate snacks on the sofa.

”Empress, aren’t you going to sleep at this late hour?”

Xia Shiqing turned to look at Sun Zhe, her tone slightly sarcastic, ”You finally decide to come home?”

Sun Zhe scratched his head, chuckling awkwardly, ”Sorry, I’ve been busy at the Undying Pavilion with orders these days, took too many orders and collected deposits, had no choice but to busy myself.”

With that, he retrieved four spirit crystal coins from his ring space and handed them to Xia Shiqing, ”Oh, here’s what I earned back from what you lent me earlier.”

”Additionally, I plan to continue fighting in the martial arena tomorrow, so help me put on the Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring later.”

Xia Shiqing took the four spirit crystal coins nonchalantly, giving him a look of disdain because of his scruffy appearance, ”You stink, go take a shower first, then we can talk.”

Sun Zhe chuckled, suddenly kneeling on the sofa and leaning toward her, ”What do I do after I’ve showered?”

Xia Shiqing gave him a meaningful look, ”What do you want to do?”

Sun Zhe glanced at her neckline, ”Considering how hard I’ve worked these days... shouldn’t I get a reward, Empress?”

”No, you stink.” Xia Shiqing pushed him away with a hand against his forehead.

”Oh come on, Empress, just a little reward.”

”I said no, go shower first then talk!”

”...”

”Boom!”

Amidst their playful banter, a heavy thud suddenly sounded from outside the living room.

Then came the rapid ”click-clack” of high heels approaching.

Jiang Qinglan strode urgently into the living room, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Sun Zhe.

”Whoa... Aunt, why did you suddenly fly over here?”

”Enough with the nonsense, come upstairs with me,” Jiang Qinglan commanded in an indisputable tone.

She was feeling unbearably uncomfortable, as if she were on fire inside and couldn’t waste a single second.

And she blamed Sun Zhe for it. If it weren’t for him giving the prescription, the Emperor wouldn’t have come to find her only to spark a flame he couldn’t extinguish.

However, Sun Zhe didn’t know it was the Emperor who bought the prescription from him, so she didn’t say much.

”Uh...”

Sun Zhe had an odd expression, his gaze shifting between the two empresses, ”Wait a moment, I’ll take a shower first... I haven’t had a shower at the Undying Pavilion these days.”

”No need for a shower, hurry.” Jiang Qinglan stepped up, grabbing Sun Zhe’s wrist to head upstairs.

Xia Shiqing sat on the sofa, staring dazedly at their departing backs, momentarily unable to react.

”What’s with Jiang Qinglan? Why so sudden?”

”No, I can’t let her take Little Zhe!”

She had been waiting longingly at home alone these days and now that Sun Zhe was finally back, how could she let Jiang Qinglan snatch him away?

...

A moment later.

In Sun Zhe’s bedroom.

Kneeling in front of Sun Zhe, Jiang Qinglan frowned, eyes full of disdain, ”Maybe you should actually shower first? You’re starting to smell.”

Sun Zhe awkwardly scratched his head, ”I told you, I’ve been too busy to shower these days.”

”Clack clack clack...”

At that moment, the clicking of high heels echoed at the doorway.

Following the sound, Sun Zhe turned his gaze, flinching with surprise.

It was Xia Shiqing, dressed up especially for the occasion.

”Jiang Qinglan, if you dislike him, I don’t. Little Zhe, come here, she doesn’t want you, but I do.”

Jiang Qinglan bit her lip, feeling that Xia Shiqing specifically came to spoil the mood, steeling herself as she grabbed Sun Zhe’s hand, saying, ”Who said I dislike you? Little Zhe, don’t listen to her nonsense, I like this smell.”

”...”