amaotonovel Chapter 890 Meeting
Chapter 890 Meeting
"The young master looks so handsome when he's serious." Xiao Dong couldn't help but show a lovestruck expression.
She had absolutely no defenses against Lin Ping, and despite Jiang Yunying's repeated warnings, she quickly succumbed to him.
"This isn't called a fall from grace; rather, the son-in-law's words were deeply moving, and it seems he has already received the princess's forgiveness," Xiao Dong thought to herself.
After all, she was Jiang Yunying's personal maid, and she had a cleverness in her bones, so she didn't show her infatuation too obviously.
"How can I prove my identity?" Lin Ping asked anxiously when Xiao Dong didn't answer.
The reason the other party didn't answer immediately wasn't because she didn't want to, but because she was captivated by Lin Ping's charm and needed to absorb it little by little.
"It seems you really are the Prince Consort. Come in with me," Xiao Dong said, feigning composure.
"So we can go in now?" Lin Ping looked at the other person with doubt. He had only said one sentence and had not proven his identity.
Regardless, Lin Ping wouldn't let this opportunity slip by, and strode inside.
When he was less than a quarter centimeter away from Xiaodong, her heart started pounding violently, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.
"I wish I had half of Sister Xiaoshuang's luck," Xiaodong said, her eyes filled with envy.
She had naturally heard that Xiao Shuang was Jiang Yunying's dowry maid and had many opportunities to share a room with Lin Ping, but she missed those precious opportunities and now deeply regrets it.
Xiao Dong believed she had a keen eye and that even though Lin Ping was a notorious spendthrift at the time, it didn't matter; she was certain they could consummate their marriage smoothly.
It's not that she could see Lin Ping was a promising prospect, but rather that she had absolutely no resistance to good looks.
Regardless of Lin Ping's abilities back then, his handsome face will never change, which is enough to make Xiao Dong dedicate herself to him.
"Want to be a maidservant in your dowry?" Lin Ping seemed to see through her thoughts and asked directly.
Xiao Dong was lost in her fantasies when she heard these words. Her whole body burned with shame, but even so, she nodded vigorously and said, "Yes!"
Lin Ping was completely defeated. He had intended to tease the other party, but unexpectedly, he was teased by the little girl instead.
The reason he wanted to tease her was purely for revenge, since this little girl had blocked him from entering.
After his attempt to flirt failed, Lin Ping immediately realized that treating Jiang Yunying's illness was the top priority.
Beyond the screen came the familiar bed, the bed I had always wanted to be on but never had.
Although he and Jiang Yunying were married and had consummated their marriage, they had never done anything on this bed; they had done it more often inside the Lotus Palace.
The large bed was surrounded by curtains, and inside lay a stunningly beautiful woman.
"My wife, I'm back!" Lin Ping rushed over excitedly, almost tripping over the debris on the ground.
In his view, no matter how serious Jiang Yunying's illness was, as long as she had a breath left, she would still react when she heard his voice.
She did indeed react; her delicate hands, buried under the blanket, clenched into fists, as if they might be pulled out at any moment.
"Huh? Why isn't my wife saying anything?"
While feeling puzzled, an ominous premonition surfaced in Lin Ping's mind.
This is where Xiaodong's acting skills will be tested. The little girl suddenly screamed, "Oh no! The princess has fainted again!"
The word "again" was used so aptly that it immediately plunged Lin Ping into panic.
“Young master, young master, this is the princess’s wish. Xiaodong didn’t mean to deceive you.” Xiaodong kept muttering to herself. If her voice hadn’t been so muffled, Lin Ping would probably have already understood what she meant.
"Wife, what's wrong?" Lin Ping rushed over anxiously.
He originally wanted to use X-rays to check Jiang Yunying's physical condition, but he was afraid that she would be exposed to radiation, so he decided that the "observation, auscultation, inquiry and palpation" method was the safest.
Lin Ping has always called himself a miracle doctor. He also understands some traditional Chinese medicine theory and has even mastered the knack of pulse diagnosis.
Lin Ping's expression changed drastically as his fingers gently touched Jiang Yunying's snow-white forearm. "Oh no!"
"What happened?" Xiao Dong was startled by Lin Ping's expression.
Lin Ping was a renowned doctor, and he understood Jiang Yunying's body even better than she did herself. This expression was clearly a bad omen.
The more Xiao Dong worried, the less Lin Ping spoke, and the more his face darkened, his large hands constantly roaming over Jiang Yunying's arms.
"Do all miracle doctors take pulses this way?" Xiao Dong looked at Lin Ping with some doubt, while also being more worried about Jiang Yunying's condition.
Just as Xiaodong was on the verge of a mental breakdown, Lin Ping suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect my wife's skin to be even more delicate. My hands kept slipping on it, and I couldn't even take her pulse!"
Lin Ping's excuse for taking advantage of someone's skin being too smooth to take their pulse is so refreshingly unique.
But it doesn't matter, Jiang Yunying is his wife, so this isn't considered indecent.
Xiao Dong glared at Lin Ping, thinking to herself, "This son-in-law is good in every way, but he's a bit too playful."
"Young Master, the Princess has already fainted. Her face is as white as paper, without a trace of blood. Aren't you worried at all?" Xiao Dong asked, pouting, clearly dissatisfied with Lin Ping's performance.
How could Lin Ping not worry about Jiang Yunying's safety? The reason she still had time to play around was because she realized that Jiang Yunying wasn't sick at all.
"Wife, could the moisture on your face be any more fake? Don't you realize it's soaked with sweat? Also, this little girl's acting is really terrible." Lin Ping thought to himself, but naturally he couldn't say it aloud in order to play along with the plan.
"My wife's condition is indeed not optimistic. You may leave now. I need to help my wife reduce her fever," Lin Ping said seriously, his restless hands already reaching under the covers.
"How do I reduce the fever? Why do I need to go out?" Xiaodong looked puzzled.
Lin Ping spat out a bottle of alcohol and gently dabbed some on Xiao Dong's little hands with a cotton ball, instantly feeling a faint coolness.
"Can you feel it? This is the son-in-law's newly developed miraculous fever reducer. Just apply it to the skin and it will work immediately." Lin Ping explained mysteriously, "However, my wife's condition is serious, so we need to apply alcohol to her entire body."
"The young master wants to... wants to take off the princess's clothes..." Xiao Dong stammered, clearly understanding what he meant, and a blush involuntarily crept onto her pretty face.
Lin Ping simply nodded, and without waiting for Xiao Dong to leave, he began to help Jiang Yunying undo her clothes and loosen her belt.
Just then, Jiang Yunying's stiff face twitched slightly.
She was an exceptionally intelligent princess, so of course she knew that Lin Ping had seen through her scheme.
Her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and her pair of watery eyes slowly opened.
Even though she already knew Lin Ping was by her side and had even had physical contact with him, she was still incredibly excited when she saw his face again.
She forcefully suppressed her inner excitement, and all her words finally condensed into one sentence: "My husband, I miss you."