Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 874 The Grand Finale (8)
If His Majesty the Emperor knew, he might not be jealous, and it would definitely not be as simple as being irritated by Xia Mingxuan last time.

With a creak, the bathroom door opened, and Luo Qi walked out slowly with a bath towel wrapped around his lower body. He had a perfect eight-pack on his lower abdomen, and there were still drops of water on his body that hadn't been wiped off.

Mo Yan had no time to admire the handsome man, and after seeing the wound on Luo Qi's chest, she widened her eyes.

That's right, it's him!it's him!

Before she could figure out what to do, a sudden suction force dragged Mo Yan into a vortex.

The taste of blood in her mouth made Mo Yan almost nauseous, she trembled her eyelashes and struggled to open her eyes.

She was lying on a bed surrounded by bright red gauze.

All the decorations in the inner room are dazzling red. In front of the table, there are two thick dragon and phoenix wedding candles.

In an instant, Mo Yan's heart stopped beating, did she pass through someone else's body again?
She tried to sit up, but was unable to move due to the severe pain in her shoulder.

"Miss, you are awake."

Mo Zi's hand holding the teacup rolled down to the ground because of surprise, and the porcelain shattered to the ground, but she didn't care about it, and immediately ran forward, and put a soft pillow behind Mo Yan.

"What's going on? Where's the emperor?"

Looking at the celebration in the inner room, Mo Yan was at a loss. How long has she been in a coma? Did she miss something?
She is married, there is nothing wrong with it, why is the inner room decorated the same as the wedding room?
"Your Majesty, you have been in a coma for more than ten days."

Mo Zi narrated the big and small things that happened recently, including the matter that Mo Yan became unconscious.

Two days ago, the genius doctor Zhu felt that he fed her the detoxification pill and said that she would wake up in two hours.

So, Wanqi Yuling stayed in front of the bed again, waiting for a day and a night.

Mo Yan's breathing was steady, and her physical condition began to recover, but she didn't wake up for some reason.

Wanqi Yuling, who had always sneered at folk customs, was overjoyed to hear what the secret guards said.

So, everyone was tossed about and prepared this wedding room.

This morning, the barbarians suddenly attacked, and Wan Teng Yuling personally led the soldiers of Dayue to attack the barbarian city.

"What? He didn't eat? How did you serve him?"

Mo Yan became anxious and almost vomited blood. It had been more than ten days, and he couldn't bear it personally. Besides, he went to the battlefield.

There is a tingling anxiety in her heart. Even if her soul returns to modern times, she will feel surrounded by warmth despite the initial panic.

She is so convinced that she will return to him, why is it not the power of Wanqi Yuling?
"No, I'm going to see him!"

Regardless of the pain of the wound, Mo Yan forced herself to sit up and was about to go to the ground, but she hadn't eaten for many days, and suddenly felt dizzy.

The toner outside the door heard the movement and hurried in, and the two persuaded together.

"You don't understand."

Mo Yan sighed sadly, it was a great gift for her to wake up, at this moment, the only person she wanted to see the most was him.

I believe that even if her current physical condition cannot help her, as long as he sees her, he will feel at ease.

Mo Zi Toner was silent, they thought what the empress said made sense.

Under the city wall, soldiers from the two countries were fighting fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, countless lives were lost.

On the battlefield where the sword has no eyes, there are always only two choices, kill or be killed.

Even though he could imagine the cruelty of war, Mo Yan was still stunned when he saw such a scene.

The setting sun is like blood, and the sky in the distance is also dyed red by the sunset glow, just like the blood gurgling from the wounds of dead and wounded soldiers under the ancient city walls.

Mo Yan stood where she was, and that same bright red figure unexpectedly came into her eyes.

Wan Teng Yuling was fighting against the barbarian leader. He held a sword in one hand and swiped his wide sleeve in the air.

He still had that expressionless face, his icy gaze, and his gestures all exuded great power.

He seems to have lost a lot of weight.

The surrounding Da Viet soldiers were infected by this kind of power, and their morale was high. The mighty barbarian soldiers had no ability to fight back.

Seeming to have a tacit understanding, Wan Teng Yuling quickly attacked impatiently, piercing the barbarian leader's chest with his long sword, and threw him out with the tip of the sword.

He turned his head slowly.

Looking at each other from a long distance, there was a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

Almost in an instant, he jumped up from the air, and several ups and downs came in front of her. The empty back showed how eager he was.

Wan Teng Yuling could no longer maintain his original composure. Under his calm eyes, there was a huge wave, and he hugged Mo Yan tightly into his arms.

Even so, he was still considerate and carefully avoided the wound on her shoulder.

The leader of the barbarian clan was eager to avenge his daughter Asu, and took the initiative to lead the army, but in a few rounds, he died under the sword of Wanqi Yuling.

The leader of the barbarians died in battle, and there was chaos for a while, while the soldiers of Dayue became more and more courageous as they fought, and quickly attacked the barbarian territory.

Surrounded by cries, the sound of knives and guns piercing flesh, and the sound of blood spurting.

Wan Tu Yuling took Mo Yan back to the back, and the two stared at each other closely.

I haven't seen him for more than ten days, it seems like a long time, he is thin and out of shape, and the red wedding dress is empty on his body, which makes his complexion paler.

Mo Yan thought, these days when she was comatose, he must be like a walking dead, right?

The white hair fluttering in the wind hurt her eyes even more.

"Yanyan, I miss you, don't leave me again, not even for a day."

Wan Teng Yuling raised her hand and stroked her eyebrows meticulously. It was as if she could never get enough of this beautiful face.

These days, she's in a coma, and he feels dead again and again.

"Yu Ling, I regret these days when I was in a coma."

Mo Yan's eyes were full of mist, and she held back to keep herself from crying.

She raised her uninjured arm, wrapped Wanqi Yuling's messy hair around her ears, and said in a muffled voice, "I regret the agreement with you. I'm afraid that I will die, so you have to follow me."

In fact, at that time, she only hoped that he could live well.

"What nonsense, none of us will die."

Wan Teng Yuling kissed her soft lips punishingly, he just wanted to do this, regardless of the occasion, even if it was on the battlefield.

After all, he was still reluctant, pinched her tender cheeks lightly, rubbed his stubbled chin against the top of her hair, and whispered, "Tell me, you will always be with me."

As powerful as Wanqi Yuling, she doesn't feel safe at the moment.

How many crazy things he did, he can't remember.

"We will always be together, never apart."

Mo Yan is more obedient and obedient than ever, this sentence comes from the heart.

After more than a month, the leader of the barbarian tribe died, the group had no leader, internal divisions appeared, and internal strife broke out again. The forces of the Yuan family and the barbarian tribe gradually split up, allowing Dayue to take advantage of the victory to pursue and win several cities in a row.

No one knew that things would turn around so quickly. I thought it would take a few years to fight, but the problem was solved in two months.

However, Da Yue did not take it lightly, the barbarians withdrew their troops to preserve their strength, and did not confront Da Yue head-on.

At that time, it was the end of the new year, and the northern land was covered with ice and snow, but they couldn't resist the joy and yearning of everyone for the new year.

Wan Tu Yuling didn't have to stay in Beidi, she had to return to Beijing as soon as possible, because Mo Yan's injury was just right and her body was still weak, so she was delayed.

The husband and wife discussed that they would spend a year with the soldiers in Beidi.

This year may not be the most reunion, but I hope it will be the most memorable.

After experiencing Mo Yan's injury incident, Mingxi became less naughty than before, and insisted on writing big characters every day in a sensible way.

He is a small person with no strength in his wrist and his words are limp, but he is extremely serious.

Mo Yan felt sorry for him, and spent the rest of her time with Ming Xi, telling him stories desperately.

Fortunately, in the modern day, she spent a few days in the bookstore and read all kinds of parenting encyclopedias in order to cope with the endless problems of little buns.

"Queen, it's time for storytelling today."

Mo Yan has already turned on the serial mode, and every night before going to sleep, the little bun Mingxi will come to listen to it.

Sometimes I'm so excited that I can't fall asleep, and I have to make a fuss for a while, so that the emperor who wants to steal fragrance and jade has no chance at all.

After finally waiting for Mo Yan to finish speaking, Wan Qi Yuling grabbed Ming Xi's collar, slipped directly to the door, and closed the door with a bang.

Outside the door, there is toner and ink purple waiting on you. This little bun has been too clingy recently.

Facing Wan Cheng Yuling's sad eyes, Mo Yan was a little amused. After washing, she took the initiative to wrap around his neck, pursed her red lips, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

"Yan Yan, did you know that there is a word called, playing with fire and setting yourself on fire."

Wan Teng Yuling's eyes were deep, and his body was filled with fiery heat. He was no more eager to possess her than at this moment, from body to heart.

Only by combining with each other can he truly feel her existence, not just a dream.

For more than a month, the wound on Mo Yan's shoulder has healed, and tender flesh has grown.

At first, Wan Cheng Yuling was afraid that her wound would burst, so she endured it all the time, hugging her to sleep every night.

Mo Yan knew that he wanted it very much, but she didn't clean up the residual poison in her body, fearing that it would have some bad influence on him, so she simply pretended not to know.

A few days ago, Miracle Doctor Zhu gave a hint that she was just weaker and was fine.

She took the initiative to hug Wanqi Yuling's neck, feeling the heat of her body, and she felt satisfied and fulfilled in her heart.

Finding what is lost often makes people cherish it even more, but Mo Yan only hopes that everything will be peaceful. She can't imagine whether she can hold on if something unfortunate happens to him.

Luo Qi is living well in modern times, so she can rest assured that if she finds a chance, she will confess to the emperor.

"Yanyan..."

Wan Teng Yuling, who was always cold, felt a little hot on his face. He didn't like to talk about love all day long, but Li De said that women should be coaxed.

He struggled for a long time with nasty words such as love words, but he still didn't know how to say them.

How many of those glib people are real?

Love, do you need to say it?

Forget it, she knows his heart, since she can't express it, he will write it out, at this moment, she should do what he wanted to do a long time ago, and express her love with actions.They will be together forever and ever...

(End of this chapter)