Quick Wear: The Cold Beauty's Sickly Husband is Super Clingy

The next morning.

Tan Ming walked out of the room holding on to the wall, only to find that his benefactor was boiling medicine outside.

"Mr. Meng, are there two bowls of medicine today?"

He looked at the two medicine jars in front of Jing Ling that were emitting the scent of herbs in confusion. He remembered that he only drank a bowl of soup yesterday!

Jing Ling waved the palm leaf fan in his hand and said, "No, one bowl is yours and one bowl is mine."

Tan Ming quickly walked forward, held Jing Ling's wrist and checked his pulse.

"Your pulse is weak, even weaker than mine, who is seriously injured."

"What's wrong with your body?"

How could the other person, who was in good health, be weaker than him who was seriously injured?

Jing Ling pulled back his wrist, "I had a serious illness a few years ago. Although I recovered, I was left with some symptoms of qi deficiency and physical weakness."

"It's nothing serious, just rest."

When he entered this body three years ago, he was already in a state of death from severe poisoning. Even after taking the universal detoxification pill purchased by the system to eliminate the poison, his body still deteriorated.

After three years of recuperation, he was still sick and had to take these bitter medicines every day.

If he didn't take the medicine, with his current frail condition, he might not even be able to get out of bed.

There is always a price to pay for everything. He gained his freedom, but also hurt his body.

Tan Ming frowned, "Have you seen a doctor? Is there no way to cure it?"

Jing Ling continued to fan himself with the palm-leaf fan in his hand, slowly boiling the medicine for him and Tan Ming.

"I am a doctor, so I naturally know my own physical condition. These sequelae will accompany me for the rest of my life, and I can only rely on herbal medicine to alleviate the symptoms."

He handed over the wooden stool beside him and said, "Come and sit down. You can help me keep an eye on the fire here."

Tan Ming sat down and said, "Mr. Meng, you are not from this village, right?"

Jing Ling raised his eyelids and looked at him, "My affairs have nothing to do with you, so stop asking."

"Hmph!" Tan Ming bared his teeth, snatched the palm leaf fan from Jing Ling's hand and fanned him gently, "Since you refuse to tell me, it means I guessed it right."

Such a handsome and elegant gentleman like him could not be raised in such a remote and poor place. He must be the son of some noble family.

He is most likely a descendant of a noble family in Xia State. I just don't know how he ended up in a foreign land and how he got this kind of physical weakness.

"You..." He said only one word and then stopped talking, lowered his head silently and said no more.

Tan Ming wanted to get things straight, but he also knew that his benefactor would not tell him such personal matters.

He temporarily suppressed his thoughts and honestly boiled the medicine, but he was thinking that when he returned to Luoshamen, he would ask the intelligence department to investigate the beautiful benefactor thoroughly.

Meng Jinan, Meng...

There are many Meng families in the territory of Xia State. It may take some effort to find out the identity of the benefactor, but it is worth it no matter how difficult it is.

He wanted to understand the person in front of him.

***

Not even three moments later.

The afternoon sun was bright and shining, and mottled light and shadows fell on the young man standing by the window.

The slender and beautiful silhouette standing in the sun seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, making Jing Ling's whole body filled with a soft and dazzling glow.

At this moment, he was like a banished immortal from the mortal world, but what he was thinking about in his mind were all kinds of complicated plans, which formed a great contrast with his appearance.

Jing Ling looked at the plans on the booklet, half of them had been completed, and the remaining half would take more time to accomplish.

In the past few years, he has deployed people all over the Xia Kingdom, even to the court and the underworld, to train up-and-coming talents, in order to let them support the future of the Xia Kingdom.

These talents are the foundation for him to keep the Xia Kingdom from falling, and are also an important help for him to complete his tasks.

While he lowered his eyes in thought, Tan Ming in the yard swallowed silently and stared at Jing Ling like a hungry wolf.

He wanted to get this person.

I want this person very much.

He looked down at his wounds, and the calm man gradually became cold and terrifying.

Shen Bin! I will definitely kill you when I go back this time. I will chop you into pieces and feed you to the dogs!

It was all that traitor's fault, otherwise he wouldn't be so timid and afraid to show his love. He looked so unheroic now with all the scars on his body, how could Meng Jinan be interested in him?

He twisted his fingers in anger. Would his benefactor look upon him, who was seriously injured and drowned, and in such a miserable state? How could he change his benefactor's impression of him?

How about asking Lu Chengnan when we get back? That guy's wife is the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, so he must have a lot of ways to chase his wife.

Tan Ming nodded heavily and looked up at the beauty reading by the window again.

Pretty and handsome, with a unique appearance.

He stared straight at the young man with skin whiter than snow, wanting to leave his mark on the whiteness and imprint his stamp on the other's body.

Tan Ming clenched his fingers, restraining his greed. Reason told him that he should look away, but the throbbing in his heart made him stare at Jing Ling closely.

Jing Ling was not blind, so he could naturally see the silent man standing outside his window. He put down the book in his hand and looked over casually.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, go back to the house and rest."

A flame rose in Tan Ming's eyes, "Okay, I'll go back to the house first."

My benefactor cares about him~ I am happy~

Jing Ling watched him return to the house on the left, then lowered his eyes to look at the book again.

System 8023: [Host, why don’t you keep Tan Ming by your side? ]

At least he can be a bodyguard or something. After all, Tan Ming's martial arts are really hard to find an opponent. This time it was just an accidental plot against him. He can kill him back after the other party recovers from his injuries.

Free bodyguard, isn't he awesome?!

Jing Ling raised her eyebrows, "Why are you speaking well of Tan Ming this time?"

System 8023: [Who wants to speak well of him? I am obviously thinking about you, okay? ]

[If your identity is exposed, Emperor Xuan of Xia will definitely not let you go! That emperor with a bump on his head will never allow you to escape from his control.]

Who knows what kind of hatred or grudge this father and son have? They should have been the closest father and son in the royal family, but they ended up loving and hating each other.

Emperor Xia Xuan was reluctant to kill Jing Ling, but was also afraid of the young and strong Jing Ling. He was so conflicted that it made people wonder how to evaluate him.

[With Tan Ming by your side, your situation will be safer.]

Jing Ling frowned slightly, "I don't want him to get involved."

If people from the underworld interfere in the affairs of the court, they will fall into an abyss if they are not careful!

System 8023: [You don’t want to, but Tan Ming does. This is not something you can just say you don’t want to do.]

[Believe it or not, even if you drive him away, he will stick to you like a dog-skin plaster. ]

Jing Ling hesitated for a moment, "This..."

"We'll talk about it later. For now, you should check the list of Xia Kingdom's royal family for me."

System 8023: [Oh, I see~ Don't you really want to consider becoming the emperor? ]

[Is it necessary to go to such great lengths to select someone from the Xia Kingdom's royal family? ]

How can those royal family members compare to Jing Ling in terms of legitimacy, and how can the host be sure that they can really support the future of Xia Country!

Jing Ling lowered his eyes, "Don't consider it. Those royal family members may not be inferior to me. There will always be someone who is more suitable to be the emperor than me."