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Mu Qingfang quite likes Shen Qingqiu. He does not begrudge his martial sibling any of his well-earned happiness with the Emperor of the Demon Realm. He does, however, resent the fact that said Emperor is making a pest of himself on Qian Cao Peak rather than on Qing Jing Peak. He is a well-respected physician, not a wet nurse.
“Something is clearly wrong. Just this morning, This Lord was sweeping in front of the bamboo house and tripped! Over nothing! Someone must have cursed This Lord in the hopes of disposing of him before Shizun’s return!”
He is a well-respected physician and he will not curse out a patient, no matter how irritating.
He gives Luo Binghe another cursory once-over, the third since he arrived. He takes a deep breath before speaking.
“Lord Luo, this one has found no evidence of a curse. It is quite common to simply trip, there is… nothing to be ashamed of?”
He is a well-respected physician and, unfortunately, not much of a fighter and thus no match for Luo Binghe. He cannot throw him off his Peak, no matter how much he wants to.
The Emperor of the Demon Realm sniffs valiantly. His eyes, red and watery, shine pitifully. Snot drips from his nose.
“And this! This Lord has never felt so miserable, not even in the depths of the Abyss! There must be something wrong! This Lord cannot let Shizun see him in this state when he returns, Shizun will never want to look at him again!” Tears overflow and Luo Binghe's face scrunches up in a vain attempt to hold them back.
“Lord Luo…”
He is a well-respected physician and he will not bury his face in his hands and scream.
“This Lord does not get the sniffles.”
Perhaps just this once.