My doctor concubine has a big temper

Chapter 11 Husband's Responsibility
"At any rate, this palace is also the crown prince." Murong Ji took it for granted, looked at the well-arranged room casually, and laughed, "It seems that Ding Guogong cares about you."

"Duke Ding's wife protects the country with her own body. Duke Ding is naturally upright and upright. How can he treat my daughter who is born in the first place badly?" Ni Junya smiled slightly, and the gleam in her eyes disturbed Murong Ji's calm heart.

How can this smile be so beautiful?

Even though he had seen a beauty more beautiful than Ni Junya, he had never seen a woman who could smile so arrogantly, like a flower of the high mountain standing proudly in the snow.

"……right?"

"Ah? What were you talking about just now?" Murong Ji came back to his senses in a trance, only hearing half of Ni Junya's words.

Ni Junya asked in surprise, "What is your Highness thinking?"

"I'm wondering who caused the strange poison on this body, and none of the imperial physicians in the palace can diagnose and treat it." Murong Ji casually found a reason.

Ni Junya smiled slightly: "Your Highness is very calm, instead of thinking about the method of detoxification, he thinks about the poisoner."

"Since Jun Ya can tell the truth about the strange poison in my body, there must be a way." Murong Ji waved the folding fan in his hand gracefully, smiling coquettishly, "Jun Ya will not let the future husband die , go to be a widow yourself?"

"Of course I have a solution." Ni Junya smiled.

The strange poison that no one could cure before, is of course a trivial matter to her who has awakened the wood-type supernatural power.

"It's just that we need to find a few medicinal ingredients." Ni Junya's eyes flickered like starlight, making Murong Ji's mood also surge with bright and dark undercurrents.

"What kind of medicinal material, I will send people to find it." Murong Ji said.

"Your Majesty can look for common herbs, but I must go there in person for one herb." The key to making the antidote is that one herb.

Murong Ji blurted out without thinking: "I will go with you!"

Ni Junya smiled noncommittal, but Murong Ji was a straightforward person.

Ni Junya went to the table and wrote down the auxiliary medicinal materials so that Murong Ji's men could go find them.

Rolling up her sleeves, she was about to write, but Murong Ji grabbed her wrist, her surprised eyes met Murong Ji's angry eyes, and Ni Junya froze.

Him, what's the fuss about?

"How did these injuries come about?" Murong Ji didn't notice how impolite his actions were, all his attention was on the hideous scars.

On the white and thin arm, new wounds were superimposed on old wounds, which was shocking.

Just by looking at it, one can imagine what kind of pain Ni Junya has suffered.

"It's just the imprint left on Zhuangzi." Regarding the scars all over her body, Ni Junya smiled lightly.

"Aren't you a disciple of Master Liaochen? Why do you still have these marks on your body? Isn't the master a master of both medicine and martial arts? Why didn't you heal your scars?" Murong Ji asked sharply, feeling an unprecedented feeling in his heart. anger.

"These imprints are their 'kindness' to me, otherwise, how could I be reborn from the ashes?" A cold, bloodthirsty smile appeared on Ni Junya's lips.

Such a bloody smile not only did not scare Murong Ji away, but made him feel relieved: "This account will be settled sooner or later."

After finishing speaking, the slender fingers moved lightly, caressing the scarred skin under the fingertips: "My husband will definitely avenge my wife."

(End of this chapter)