Male God Is Always Targeted

Disclaimer: The translator can't guarantee 100% translation accuracy. Some phrases have been interpreted differently instead of the literal translation.

Bonus chapter 1/2

Chapter 050: Beloved Courtier, this is the land that I(Imperial) have conquered for you 2.4

“It’s just that… I don’t want this world to have another kingdom fall into chaos.”

Luo Ling brushed off the hand tugging at his sleeve and left without any hesitation.

After walking for a while, Luo Ling leaned against the big tree on the side of the road. He covered his mouth with his hands, as bright red liquid flowed out from between his fair fingers.

“*cough cough*… Ahem ahem ahem…”

Even though he had been practicing martial arts for the past half a month and became familiar with internal strength, in the end, that was his first actual fight.

Luo Ling’s experience was lacking and he overestimated himself.

He closed his eyes and secretly adjusted himself.

Luo Ling wanted to recuperate a bit.

However, it didn’t help. The pain in his chest became increasingly more severe.

The scene before his eyes slowly became blurred. He gritted his teeth tightly.

He must not faint.

The Shadow Guard was not by his side right now. If he fainted now, Luo Ling didn’t dare to think about what could happen to him.

He still had a lot of things to do, so he couldn’t afford to have any mishaps.

A kind and majestic face appeared in his mind.

Father Emperor.

Luo Ling saw the man gently stroking his head in a daze.

However, when he wanted to see a little more clearly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Even if Luo Ling tried to force himself to stay awake, it still wouldn’t work.

A second before fainting, he seemed to see a pair of black boots embroidered with dragon patterns.

Murong Jiu hurriedly reached out his hand to catch the fallen man, then his own body swayed.

At this moment, Murong Jiu was also an injured person. Although he had just taken an antidote, his body wouldn’t have recovered so quickly.

Originally, he was just on his way back to the palace. Murong Jiu didn’t expect to discover that Luo Ling was injured.

Murong Jiu didn’t think too much. He just picked up the person and quickly walked to the carriage.

His voice was gloomy, “Quickly return to the palace, tell the Imperial Physician to wait for my arrival.”

There were too many mysteries surrounding the other party, which have not yet been solved.

The other party’s fainting should also have been caused by helping him just now.

No matter what, Murong Jiu must save him.

Suppressing the strange feeling that sprang up in his heart, Murong Jiu found a conscientiously reasonable justification for himself.

Murong Jiu held the person in his arms, as he gently wiped off the red liquid staining the corners of their mouth. Worry and distressed feelings appeared in Murong Jiu’s eyes without him noticing.

The Hunting Ground was not far from the palace, but the short journey itself, even with the horses spurring at full speed, would take half an hour to get there.

Murong Jiu hurried back to the palace with the person in his arms. When someone wanted to take over carrying the person on the way, he subconsciously refused.

It wasn’t until Murong Jiu placed the person on his bright yellow dragon bed1, that he relaxed his breath.

“Paying respects to Your Majesty, long live long live long…”

“Stop dawdling, quickly examine him for Zhen(me)2.”

Before the Imperial Physician could finish speaking, Murong Jiu irritably interrupted him. The Imperial Physician hurriedly got up from the ground and tremblingly walked towards the person lying on the dragon bed.

The Imperial Physician’s hand was about to hold the slender white wrist, but he was stopped.

“What are you doing?”

Murong Jiu frowned and coldly looked at the Imperial Physician.

The Physician couldn’t help wiping the sweat from his forehead. He cautiously replied.

“Y-y-your Majesty, t-this servant wants t-to check this Young Master’s pulse.”

Murong Jiu frowned, “Use the thread method3 to take the pulse for Zhen.”

The Imperial Physician felt bitter in his heart. The Young Master’s face was very pale. What should he do, if he made a mistake in checking the Young Master’s pulse with the thread method?

“Your Majesty, this servant sees that this Young Master is not looking too good, without checking the pulse… I’m afraid that there might be some mistakes.”

After considering it for a while, the Imperial Physician still spoke out despite the pressure.

As a physician, he must be responsible to the patient.

Murong Jiu’s expression was unsightly. His eyes seemed to flicker with sparks.

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But he didn’t flare up.

Instead, Murong Jiu quickly tore off a piece of the bed’s covering veil from one side and carefully wrapped it around the wrist of the person lying on the bed.

Murong Jiu also stretched out his hand and stroked it, as if he was afraid of it being uneven, which would affect the diagnosis of the pulse reading.

After making sure that it was alright, he said, “Diagnose.”

The Imperial Physician: “?”

This series of actions directly confused him, but he didn’t find out what was wrong even when he put his hand on it.

Only under Murong Jiu’s majestic gaze, did the Imperial Physician immediately regain his senses and went over to carefully examine the person.

As time passed, the Physician’s expression slowly became solemn.

Footnotes

Dragon bed is usually the term referring to the bed the Emperor sleepsThe ruler usually refers to themselves with Zhen. We can’t always use I(Imperial), me(Imperial), or my(Imperial) every time.悬丝诊脉 – This thread method was used in ancient times. During those times, there was a rule that men and women must not touch. A silk thread was wrapped around the patient’s wrist and the doctor feltels the pulse through it.

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