"Do we have to stand and talk like this?" Wei Yan said with a smile on his face and a soft expression: "There are chairs over there, let's sit down!"
The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the window lattice and fell on his handsome face, as if exuding a faint radiance.
Ling Jingshu couldn't help but smile and responded softly.
It wasn't until the two of them sat down that it felt inappropriate.
These two chairs were where Wei Yan and Ling Xiao sat just now. In order to give Ling Xiao acupuncture, the chairs were placed very close to each other. As soon as the two sat down like this, they were immediately "close at hand".
As soon as they raised their eyes, they could clearly see each other's faces, and even hear each other's slight breathing.
Ling Jingshu was a little uncomfortable. Before she could say anything, Wei Yan smiled apologetically and said, "Sitting like this, am I too close for you to feel comfortable? Otherwise, should I sit farther away?"
As he said this, his body did not move or move, and those bright black eyes stared at her steadily.
At this moment, his eyes were filled with her figure.
Ling Jingshu's cheeks were slightly warm, and she pretended to smile calmly: "As long as there is no contact, there will be no hindrance. Aren't I fine now? Besides, you are the doctor and I am your patient. You have to treat me. , not being able to diagnose your pulse has already wronged you enough. Do you want me to drive you away further?"
I don't know which sentence made Wei Yan laugh, and Wei Yan couldn't help laughing.
Ling Jingshu didn't notice until this moment that there was a small smile on Wei Yan's face.
A woman looks cute and cute when she smiles, and the smile on Wei Yan's face is no less impressive. When you smile, the clean lines rise up, coupled with the looming smile vortex, it makes your heart beat faster and you can't help it.
Ling Jingshu averted her eyes slightly, feeling a fever behind her ears.
Wei Yan was keenly aware of something strange about her, and a joyful smile flashed in his eyes.
He was attracted to her, and he hoped that he would be different in her heart.
She is now very repulsive to all contact with men. Even if she has some affection for him, it is very weak and far from being tempted. However, he believes that one day, she will slowly accept that he likes him.
Just like he likes her!
After a moment of silence, Wei Yan suddenly said softly: "We are so familiar with each other, but it feels too unfamiliar to call you Miss Ling all the time. Can I call you Ah Shu?"
Ling Jingshu was startled and looked up.
Wei Yan lowered his head slightly and stared at her with unusual concentration.
Ling Jingshu suppressed the strange emotions surging in her heart and responded with a smile: "Okay, you can call me Ah Shu from now on. What about me, should I call you Imperial Physician Wei or Wei Yan?"
The last sentence was quite playful.
Wei Yan's eyes were full of smiles: "Call me Doctor Wei in front of others. When we are alone, you can just call me by my first name, Wei Yan."
Calling each other by name means that the relationship between the two has taken a big step closer.
Ling Jingshu hummed and looked at him. She couldn't say the word "Wei Yan" for a moment, so she simply omitted it vaguely: "By the way, there is something I haven't had time to tell you yet. A few days ago in Lingbo Hall, Wei Jie When you saw me changing my clothes when I came out of Jiaofang Palace, I asked about the reason. I didn’t hide anything and told Empress Jieyu about my strange disease.”
Mentioning what happened that day, the smile on Wei Yan's face quietly disappeared: "I already know about this."
…
Wei Jieyu told him when he entered the palace the next day.
"... It's really pitiful that someone at such a young age suffers from such a strange disease." Wei Jieyu sighed longly, her tone full of regret: "Ayan, if possible in the future, you must Cure her."
Wei Yan responded without thinking: "Even if the queen doesn't tell me, I will do my best."
Wei Jieyu hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "Ayan, tell me the truth. Are you... attracted to her?"
Wei Yan glanced at Wei Jieyu and said nothing, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Wei Jieyu felt happy and a little sad at the same time. Fortunately, his younger brother, who had been avoiding women for so many years, finally started to fall in love. Unfortunately, Ling Jingshu suffered from such a disease, and Wei Yan was afraid that it would be difficult for him to do so.
After a moment of silence, Wei Jieyu sighed: "Ayan, you have seen her illness with your own eyes. What if her illness cannot be cured?"
"Sister, don't worry, I will definitely cure her illness and make her return to normal." Wei Yan said in a deep voice, his tone full of determination.
Wei Jieyu frowned: "What if it can't be cured?"
Nine times out of ten, things are not going as planned. What if Ling Jingshu's illness cannot be cured, what will Wei Yan do
Wei Yan said lightly: "If the sky doesn't have eyes, there's nothing we can do about it. I'll just stay with her."
Wei Jieyu was speechless.
The two siblings grew up together, and no one knew Wei Yan's temperament better than her. Wei Yan seems to be easy-going, but in fact he has a stubborn temperament, and no one can dissuade him from what he has decided.
Over the years, she had persuaded him countless times to get married and have children earlier. There are countless girls in the boudoir who admire him. He remained unmoved. Now that she was finally moved, how could she, the eldest sister, have the heart to stop her
"That's all, you can do whatever you want, it's up to you!" Wei Jieyu sighed softly: "You are already an adult. As a sister, I can't control you in everything."
…
Wei Yan had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and his voice became deeper: "That day in Jiaofang Palace, I made you feel wronged."
The two of them recalled the scene at that time almost at the same time, and fell silent at the same time.
Ling Jingshu cheered up and forced out a nonchalant smile: "That was the only way to dispel Queen Xu's suspicion and save my little life. Suffering a little grievance is nothing compared to life. You don't have to commit suicide. I'm sorry, even if it wasn't for you, Queen Xu would never let me go easily."
After a pause, he smiled self-deprecatingly: "Actually, I shouldn't have hidden it in the first place. If everyone knew that I had such a strange disease, there wouldn't be so much trouble."
Wei Yan frowned: "How can I blame you? You are still a girl in a boudoir, suffering from a strange disease, and it involves your name and reputation, so it is normal to hide something. Do you want to tell the world about it? ?”
"As for a man who loves you and causes trouble for you, it's not your fault. You don't have to blame all the reasons on yourself."
After hearing these words, Ling Jingshu's heart felt warm and lingering for a long time: "Wei Yan, thank you for saying that."
The world is very harsh on women. Even if she didn't provoke these "peach blossoms" intentionally, people around her would look at her strangely. (To be continued)