Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Lin Lang took a step forward, placed his fingertips on Li Zhi's wrist pulse, closed his eyes and concentrated for a moment, frowned slightly as if in deep thought, and withdrew his hand after a moment.

He said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty's pulse is floating but not solid, while it is deep and stagnant. This should be a case of wind-induced vertigo. Qi and blood are not flowing smoothly, stagnating in the brain orifices. The slightest agitation of liver fire will induce wind-evil, which is why you have a heavy head, dizziness, and unbearable pain."

Li Zhi's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Brother, you're absolutely right! The palace physicians have said similar things, but there's no cure. Can you cure this stubborn disease?"

Lin Lang pulled out a small silver needle box from his personal space. When he opened it, the glint of silver light dazzled his eyes. "Don't worry, my royal brother. Although this disease is stubborn, it is not incurable. It just requires some long-term conditioning. I will first relieve your current headache."

After saying this, he asked Li Zhi to sit up straight, raised his hand and lightly tapped his forehead and temples a few times, aimed at the Baihui, Taiyang and Fengchi acupoints, picked up the silver needles and inserted them quickly.

When the needle tip entered the acupoint, Li Zhi only felt a slight numbness. Before he could react, Lin Lang had already twisted the needle tail and gently rotated it, his movements smooth and flowing.

In just a moment, Lin Lang pulled out the silver needle, grabbed Li Zhi's wrist again, and pressed hard on the Hegu point with his thumb.

"Hmm..." Li Zhi groaned first, then his eyes widened.

He felt his temples, which had been throbbing just now, suddenly relax. The dizzy and stuffy feeling receded like the tide. His mind became clear as if washed by a spring, and even his breathing became much smoother.

"Hey? It doesn't hurt anymore! My head really doesn't hurt anymore!"

Li Zhi raised his hand and touched his forehead, then shook his head, exclaiming in surprise, "My dear brother, you are truly a miracle doctor! Just now I felt like I was going to explode in pain, but now I feel refreshed and comfortable!"

Empress Wu watched carefully from the side, and a gratified smile appeared on her face: "My dear brother, your medical skills are truly amazing!"

"Your Majesty has been suffering from a stubborn headache for the past six months, and the imperial doctors were helpless. Your few injections have shown immediate relief, truly saving His Majesty!"

Lin Lang smiled faintly and said, "Your Majesty, only the acute condition has been cured. A complete cure is still a long way off. In the future, I will prepare some medicinal decoctions for you, and with regular acupuncture treatment, your vertigo will surely be cured."

Lin Lang had his own plans in mind. He only used the maximum level [National Medical Master's Hand] skill to give acupuncture to relieve Li Zhi's pain, which was a temporary solution and not a cure for the disease. He did not use the [Healing Hand] skill to completely cure Li Zhi's vertigo. He was scheming.

This vertigo is both Li Zhi's weak point and the bargaining chip for Li Zhi to rely on Lin Lang for a long time. If it is cured in one go, how can there be such a chance for Li Zhi to rely on him?

The emperor's mindset requires checks and balances, and the value of Lin Lang, the "miracle doctor", must be gradually revealed.

Li Zhi was feeling relaxed at the moment, and didn't have time to think about it. He just held Lin Lang's hand and praised him repeatedly: "My dear brother, you are indeed the best doctor in Shanghai. From now on, my health will depend entirely on my dear brother's care!"

Lin Lang withdrew his hand, bowed and smiled, "Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I only have a little knowledge of medicine, and it is my duty to help you."

Li Zhi looked at Lin Lang, his eyes filled with gratitude that was about to overflow. He raised his hand and gently patted the back of his hand, saying sincerely, "My dear brother, your words are too formal. I will remember this kindness in my heart."

Lin Lang agreed with a smile, then suddenly looked at his watch. "Brother Emperor, it's getting late. It's time for me to teach the Tang army instructors Bajiquan. I'll take my leave now."

Li Zhi nodded quickly and personally escorted Lin Lang to the door of the imperial study, his tone full of expectation: "Thank you for your trouble, my dear brother!"

"The instructors of the three armies of the Tang Dynasty have been able to learn the true teachings of Bajiquan from you, my dear brother. When you spread it throughout the army, it will surely strengthen the soldiers and boost their morale. Such a strong army and a strong country is truly a blessing for the Tang Dynasty!"

"Don't worry, my royal brother. I will teach you everything I know and will live up to your trust."

After saying this, Lin Lang turned to look at Empress Wu standing beside Li Zhi, bowed and said, "Goodbye, my dear sister-in-law. I will take my leave now."

Empress Wu nodded slightly, a gentle smile playing on the corners of her lips. Her voice was clear and melodious, "Thank you for your concern, my dear brother. Military training is grueling. I hope you will take care of yourself and not overwork yourself."

Lin Lang responded with "Thank you, Empress Dowager, for your concern," and then turned and strode away.

Li Zhi looked at Lin Lang's leaving back, and seemed to have seen the high-spirited scene of the soldiers of the three armies training with their fists, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Empress Wu couldn't help but praise him, "My dear brother, you treat Your Majesty with all your heart and soul, without reservation!"

Li Zhi stood at the door of the imperial study, looking at Lin Lang's back as he walked away. Until he turned around the corridor and disappeared from his sight, he stroked the still refreshing energy in his chest and smiled at Empress Wu beside him.

"The Queen is right. Lin Lang is truly a good brother sent to me by God!"

At the same time, after leaving the imperial study, Lin Lang snapped his fingers and summoned an avatar to carry out the task of teaching Bajiquan to the three armies of the Tang Dynasty.

Lin Lang's main body used the [Lover Gravity Teleportation] skill and teleported back to the Emperor's Mansion in Shanghai.

As soon as Lin Lang stood firm in the main hall of the Shanghai Emperor's Mansion, he was greeted by the clear sound of a piano.

At first, the sound of the piano was like the quiet blooming of an orchid in a valley, delicate but clear, with a bit of aloof and self-admiring elegance; gradually, the string sounds became faster, like a mountain breeze blowing through the orchid bushes, the petals trembling with vitality, and the lingering sound lingered in the ears.

He followed the sound through the corridor and saw a beautiful figure in the courtyard. Helan Minyue was sitting next to a rosewood guqin, playing it gracefully.

She was wearing a smoky-colored imperial concubine's dress embroidered with orchid patterns. The hem of her skirt spread out on the green grass, like half a floating cloud.

Her jet-black hair was tied up loosely in a bun, with a few strands hanging down at the side of her neck, swaying gently as she plucked the strings.

The sunlight filtered through the carved window lattice and fell onto Helan Minyue, making her jade-white wrist appear almost transparent.

She lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, her fingertips flying across the strings, sometimes as fast as shooting stars, sometimes as slow as flowing water. Her whole body was immersed in the artistic conception of the piano music, and even her eyebrows were stained with the tranquility and tenacity of the music.

Lin Lang approached lightly, unable to bear to interrupt the scene.

Not until the end of the song and the last note dissipated in the air did Helan Minyue raise her head, the melody of the piano still lingering in her eyes.

Upon seeing Lin Lang, Helan Minyue hurriedly stood up and saluted. A smile instantly spread across her beautiful face, like frost melting and spring flowers blooming: "Your Majesty is back!"

"I just came back and heard my beloved concubine playing the guqin." Lin Lang approached Helan Minyue, his eyes falling on the strings, his tone full of admiration, "If I heard correctly, this piece of music is 'Jieshi Tune: Youlan', right?"

After hearing this, Helan Minyue exclaimed with sparkling eyes, "I never thought Your Majesty knew how to appreciate the zither. He immediately recognized the source of the music I played."

Lin Lang raised his hand and gently pinched Helan Minyue's cheek, saying lovingly, "This song, passed down from the early Sui Dynasty, played by my beloved concubine's fingertips, has a bit more spirit than the ancient score records. Even the orchid's character is alive."

Helan Minyue's cheeks flushed slightly. She raised her hand to tuck her loose hair behind her ear, her fingertips still feeling the coolness of the strings.

"I was just practicing my piano skills when I had nothing better to do. I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Your Majesty."

After that, she held Lin Lang's hand and gently rubbed the back of his hand with her fingertips. "Your Majesty, is everything going well in the Tang Palace today?"

"It went well. I helped my brother find a headache."

Lin Lang gently held Helan Minyue's hand in his palm, caressing her slightly cool fingertips with his fingertips. "My beloved concubine, the Queen has taken the other concubines to visit Suzaku Street. Are you feeling bored playing the piano here alone?"

Helan Minyue smiled sweetly and shook her head, moving closer to Lin Lang, her shoulder gently touching his arm: "With this zither to accompany me, and thinking about when His Majesty will return, I don't feel bored at all."

The sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves onto their clasped hands. The incense burner on the piano table was still emitting wisps of green smoke, mixed with the faint scent of powder on Helan Minyue's body, which added a bit of tenderness to the piano music just now.

"I'm a little tired, my dear, please come back to my room and take a nap."

Helan Minyue heard that Lin Lang wanted her to sleep with him in broad daylight, and she could not help but lower her eyes and nodded. A faint blush instantly appeared on her jade-like cheeks. She covered her lips with her sleeve and said softly: "Your Majesty's order."

The two of them walked into the bedroom holding hands, with the scent of sandalwood wafting in the air.

Lin Lang turned around and closed the door. The chirping of cicadas outside the hall suddenly stopped, wrapping the two of them in a quiet world.

Lin Lang took Helan Minyue into his arms with his long arms, and his warm breath sprayed on her head: "My dear, I miss you so much!" Through the soft silk, he could clearly feel the slightly hot body temperature of the person in his arms.

Helan Minyue's cheeks were as red as the crabapple on the branches in spring. Her hands tugged at Lin Lang's clothes in panic, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Your Majesty, I miss you too."

Before she finished speaking, she was startled by Lin Lang's burning gaze and subconsciously buried her face in his chest.

Lin Lang was not willing to let go. He gently lifted Helan Minyue's chin with his slender fingers, and his hot lips fell impatiently.

This kiss was filled with surging longing, from a light touch to a deep and lasting one, as if to make up for the brief time of separation.

Helan Minyue was dizzy from the kiss, her eyelashes trembling uneasily, she responded clumsily, and occasionally let out a small moan due to her unstable breathing.

Lin Lang felt the awkwardness of the beauty in his arms, and the softest part of his heart was gently touched. He kissed her more gently but firmly until both of them were breathing rapidly and their faces were flushed.

Helan Minyue's legs and feet became weak from the kiss, and she almost collapsed in Lin Lang's arms.

She had never thought that a kiss could make people so crazy.

After a dizzying feeling of happiness came over her, Helan Minyue suddenly plucked up the courage, imitated Lin Lang, raised her head slightly, and kissed Lin Lang back with her body trembling.

Her movements were awkward and clumsy. She kissed Lin Lang in panic, closing her blurry eyes tightly, her eyelashes still trembling.

Because she didn't know how to do it, her nose accidentally rubbed Lin Lang's cheek, which made her even more embarrassed, but she didn't want to stop.

Noticing the initiative of the beauty in his arms, Lin Lang's heart trembled, and the surging emotions in his chest almost drowned him.

He raised his hand and gently put it around Helan Minyue's waist, holding her tighter in his arms.

Helan Minyue only felt that her whole body was enveloped by Lin Lang's aura, and her head was buzzing. Apart from the person in front of her, she could not think of anything else.

She responded to Lin Lang's enthusiasm cautiously, but accidentally bit Lin Lang's lower lip.

She opened her eyes suddenly in panic, her big watery eyes full of apology: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I didn't mean it..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Lang smiled and picked up Helan Minyue, carrying her sideways in his arms, and walked briskly towards the inner room.

She screamed unexpectedly and subconsciously hugged Lin Lang's neck. Her cheeks instantly turned red like ripe cherries.

When she was gently placed on the brocade-covered couch, Helan Minyue drooped her eyelashes in panic, her long eyelashes casting tiny shadows under her eyelids, her fingertips nervously twisting the corners of her clothes, and even her voice was tinged with shyness.

"Your Majesty, I am so shy in broad daylight..." The softness in her voice lacked strength, but instead scratched people's hearts like a feather.

Lin Lang raised his hand and tucked the scattered black hair on Helan Minyue's temples behind her ears. His movements were gentle but he could not hide the heat in his eyes.

He leaned forward slightly, his breath caressing her flushed cheeks, his voice filled with honey: "My beloved, you are so beautiful. Let me take a good look at you."

"Your Majesty, I feel embarrassed when you look at me!" Helan Minyue bit her lower lip shyly.

The next second, Lin Lang eagerly kissed Helan Minyue's trembling lips again, with indulgence and deeper attachment.

The kiss was as gentle as willow catkins in spring, but it made Helan Minyue stiffen like a frightened deer, causing ripples in Lin Lang's heart.

The two of them snuggled up on the warm couch, the sunlight shining through the window lattice onto the brocade quilt embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, making the gentle affection last long and distant.