Abducting the cute concubine: The Charm King spoils his wife too much

Chapter 66
Zhuge Xiaoxian finally understood why so many people wanted to arrest her to save others.

It turned out that the so-called rescuer used her blood as medicine.

She has to donate a bowl of blood every day for 49 days, not less than a day, so that Shui Meilian's stubborn illness can be cured.

The white-bearded doctor told her that she was the reincarnation of the Goddess of Lao Shizi, and that the blood of the Goddess could cure all diseases and even bring the dead back to life.

Zhuge Xiaoxian didn't take it seriously at first, she didn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods in the world, let alone the story of the reincarnation of a goddess that only people have sex in TV novels, and thought what they said was absurd.

It wasn't until Shui Meilian drank her blood that her health improved day by day that she was skeptical.

The maidservant, Xiaolu, was holding a bowl of something dark, anxiously: "Princess, please drink some, your body won't be able to bear it if this continues."

At the end, Xiaolu's voice was filled with tears.

Princess Wang's body can't collapse, and if she can't supply fresh blood, Miss Lian's life will be in danger, and she will suffer as a servant.

Zhuge Xiaoxian was lying on the couch, not because she was sleepy and resting, but because she no longer had the strength to get out of bed and walk.

Counting the days, today is the seventh day of No. 40, and she has already drained 46 bowls of blood, almost draining her whole body of blood.

In order to be full of blood, I have to eat a lot of animal livers every day, and I also drink the blood-tonifying medicine prepared by the white beard doctor. Just looking at the black carbon in the bowl, I know that the taste must be terrible.

Deadly bitter, deadly astringent.

Because she has to drink every day, her taste buds have been atrophied and she has lost the function of taste.

Her mouth, chest, and stomach were filled with lingering bitterness.

Because of excessive blood loss, no matter how much pork liver she ate and how much black medicine she drank, nothing would happen. Her cheeks were thin, and she could even see her high cheekbones. Her face was as white as snow, but there was no trace of snow. Glossy, the whole person is hazy with the breath of death.

After drinking the black medicine in Xiaolu's hand, No. 40 is about to inject blood seven times, Zhuge Xiaoxian frowned, she no longer has the energy to drink the medicine and talk.

Zhuge Xiaoxian didn't suspect at all that she would really die after the blood was drained.

"Princess?" Seeing that she did not drink the medicine and did not speak, the maidservant Xiaolu had to put down the medicine and report to the prince.

Yu Wuxie's injury has almost recovered, these days he has been taking care of Shui Meilian in the forbidden area of ​​the palace, and he also visited Zhuge Xiaoxian twice, seeing that she was fine, he stayed by Shui Meilian's side to take good care of her.

He originally thought that Zhuge Xiaoxian was the reincarnation of a goddess, and the system must be a hundred times better than ordinary people. This was one of the reasons why Yu Wuxie didn't worry about her.

In fact, Zhuge Xiaoxian is just a mortal body now, and his physique is no different from that of ordinary people.

After stepping through the threshold, Yu Wuxie never expected to see such a situation.

He thought that what he saw was just her disliking the pain of medicine and making a fuss, but he didn't expect to see... actually...

It was lying on the bed dying!

Yu Wuxie only felt his eyes go dark, and he almost fainted. He suppressed the churning in his heart and looked at her: "Xian'er, I'm sorry..."

His voice trembled, Zhuge Xiaoxian looked at this man coldly, and warned himself not to be deceived by his hypocritical appearance.

It's time for bloodletting, and she didn't drink medicine or draw blood, no wonder he came over in person to take her blood.

Zhuge Xiaoxian sneered, endured the dizziness and tremblingly picked up the dagger, stabbed at the wrist, the old wound was not healed, and a new wound was added, the criss-cross cuts were shocking.

(End of this chapter)