Lu Tingchen Was Slightly Helpless

The Dowager Duchess hid the sharp look in her eyes and now looked friendly and benevolent. Her hands pressed on her temples. "My poor, old body has been suffering from a migraine for the last few days. Since His Majesty is always concerned for his subordinates, do allow me to be rude and come along to be diagnosed by the imperial physician too."

Zhao Qian could feel his eyelids twitching as his eyes met with the Dowager Duchess' smiling ones. It was difficult to reject her and he could only go along with her. "If that is so, you should come with us, Dowager Duchess. This way, please."

Lu Liangwei was not feeling unwell at all, and if she were sick, she was a physician herself. Would she need to go through so much hassle?

She gave Zhao Qian a look as her lips pursed slightly.

The one who was waiting for her at the side hall was probably not the imperial physician, but someone else.