Le Xi wasn't afraid of him. In fact, he doubled down.
"If you had what it takes, I could call her by a different title, too."
Le Xi continued, "But from what I can see, you just don't have what it takes. Otherwise, would you have let her marry that little fox from the Wei Family?"
Ji Qingwu pursed her lips and immediately took half a step back.
But it was too late; the crossfire had already reached her. She could see the fire in Emperor Wu Su's eyes about to turn on her.
Ji Qingwu quickly interjected, "Doctor Le, shouldn't we focus on the examination first?"
'Don't make the Emperor collapse from anger again before you've even started the treatment.'
Li Yuzong brought over a few rosewood chairs. Le Xi sat down and took the Emperor's pulse. Ji Qingwu remained standing, watching them.
The moment Le Xi's fingers touched his wrist, his brow furrowed in surprise.
He asked, "What were you two doing just now? Why is your blood pumping so fiercely?"
