The cold emperor reigns supreme, the arrogant empress begs for a truce.

Chapter 89: Seeing a Different Her

Mo Zhen and Leng Yuling had just arrived at the post station when the magistrate of Yongcheng followed Mo Xuan there.

Leng Yuling, who was originally going to rest, gave up the idea and instead went downstairs with Mo Zhen, wanting to hear the county magistrate describe the disaster.

Seeing the weariness in Leng Yuling's eyes, Mo Zhen advised her, "Go and rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"I will go with you."

Seeing the determination in Leng Yuling's eyes, Mo Zhen finally didn't stop her and reached out his hand to her. Leng Yuling was taken aback at first, then smiled and took Mo Zhen's hand.

Only after they reached the bottom of the stairs did Leng Yuling pull her hand away from Mo Zhen's. The moment her hand left his, Mo Zhen felt a strange emptiness, but it was quickly interrupted.

"Your subject Dong Yi greets Your Majesty and Empress." Upon seeing Mo Zhen and Leng Yuling, Dong Yi, the magistrate of Yongcheng, knelt before them. After all, he was just a minor magistrate, and it was his first time meeting the Emperor, so he was naturally a little nervous.

Mo Zhen gestured for him to stand up, then reached out and led Leng Yuling to sit down opposite Dong Yi. His movements were so natural and casual. So casual that even Leng Yuling didn't realize she had been led there by him, but Mo Xuan, who was standing nearby, noticed it, only his eyes lit up, nothing more.

"Tell your elder brother and sister-in-law what you just told me." Although Mo Xuan usually seemed carefree and irresponsible, he was more serious than anyone else now.

Even Leng Yuling couldn't help but look up at him when she heard his voice, before turning her gaze back to Dong Yi and asking before he could speak, "Is anyone injured?"

Although she is now the Empress, in her heart she is just a doctor. When faced with such a situation, what she cares about most is not how much damage the natural disaster has caused, but whether anyone has been injured, or how serious the injury is.

Upon hearing Leng Yuling's words, Dong Yi was taken aback at first, and then looked at Mo Zhen. After all, the emperor had not yet spoken, and he really didn't know what to say first.

Yongcheng was too far from the capital, and he had no idea about the relationship between the emperor and empress. He also didn't know whether Leng Yuling's visit was just a show for the people or if she really had the same purpose as Mo Zhen and Mo Xuan.

"Don't look at him, look at me." Seeing that Dong Yi was still hesitant, she pointed to herself and said unhappily, "I am the one asking the question, not him, and I am the one who can cure the disease, not him."

Dong Yi was stunned again, and his whole body trembled involuntarily. He didn't know Leng Yuling or Mo Zhen, but this was the first time he had seen a woman dare to speak in front of her husband, and with such a powerful aura.

"Yes." Before Leng Yuling could speak, Dong Yi quickly added, "But the injuries aren't too serious, and I've already sent a doctor to treat them."

As soon as Dong Yi finished speaking, Leng Yuling said directly, "Take me there."

Dong Yi hesitated for a moment, then looked at Mo Zhen. When he saw Mo Zhen nod, he made a "please" gesture to Leng Yuling: "Your Majesty, please follow me."

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When Leng Yuling arrived at the so-called medical center, she breathed a sigh of relief; there were far fewer injured people than she had imagined.

Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and walked toward the patient. Dong Yi was about to stop her, but Mo Xuan pulled her back: "The Empress is the disciple of the Medical Sage. I believe that no one here can surpass her medical skills."

After hearing Mo Xuan's words, Dong Yi stopped all his movements, but still looked at Leng Yuling with a hint of disbelief. After all, he really couldn't see anything about Leng Yuling that resembled a doctor, but he didn't dare to question her, and just watched quietly.

As soon as Leng Yuling entered, she became completely absorbed in her work, resembling a doctor. Sometimes she frowned, and sometimes she smiled and comforted the injured. Even Mo Zhen felt that she had become somewhat different at this moment, and he had to admit that she possessed a unique charm.

"This is the second time I've seen my sister-in-law treat someone so earnestly." Seeing Mo Zhen's confusion, he continued, "The last time was when you were unconscious."

After listening to Mo Xuan's words, Mo Zhen paid even closer attention to Leng Yuling's serious expression. Thinking back to when she had treated him in the same way before, he felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Leng Yuling personally examined them one by one. After finishing the last one, she looked up and saw that the sky had completely darkened, while Mo Zhen stood there watching her.

She looked up and met Mo Zhen's gaze. She felt there was something ambiguous in his eyes, so she subconsciously turned her head away.

He left with the final words: "I'll come see you again tomorrow. You should get some rest."

These patients all suffered minor injuries; some were accidentally hit by logs washed down by the flood, while others were swept directly against a wall by the flood. In general, their injuries were neither serious nor minor.

Back at the inn, Leng Yuling was too exhausted to move. She collapsed onto the bed and, hearing footsteps behind her, said weakly, "Ziyan, massage my back. I feel like it's going to break."

Before long, she felt two hands on her waist, gently massaging it. The pressure was just right, making her want to moan with pleasure, but she held it back.

Lying on the bed with his chin resting on his arm, he couldn't help but praise Ziyan: "Ziyan, your technique and strength are amazing. Who taught you? You'll have to teach me when you have time. It's so incredibly comfortable."

Leng Yuling was enjoying herself comfortably.

"Who are you planning to massage for after learning this?" The next moment, a steady voice sounded behind her, startling her so much she quickly sat up. Looking closer, who else could it be but Mo Zhen?

Leng Yuling instinctively shrank back, hugged her knees, and stammered, "You... how did you get here?"

The thought that Mo Zhen had massaged her the whole time made her feel like she was shortening her lifespan; after all, he was the number one person in the Southern Chu Kingdom. When she heard footsteps, she thought it was Zi Yan coming in, so she naturally ordered her to massage her, but she never expected it to be Mo Zhen.

She trembled with fright, not because she felt the emperor was particularly arrogant, but simply because she felt flattered.

Before Mo Zhen could answer, she slunk off the bed, walked awkwardly to the table, poured herself a glass of water, and gulped it down.

She wasn't actually thirsty; she was just using drinking water to cover up her embarrassment.

Mo Zhen followed her to sit down beside him and looked up at her. He knew that Leng Yuling was very tired today, which was why she hadn't refused when he asked her to speak earlier.

Unexpectedly, Leng Yuling, who was as bold as he was, was so surprised when she found out that it was him who had given her the massage, which was beyond his expectations.

"You've had a hard day." The two were silent for a long time before Mo Zhen finally broke the silence in the room.

Leng Yuling replied as if by reflex, "It's not hard work, it's not hard work."

After they finished speaking, they looked at each other and felt even more awkward.