Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 452
When Murong Jiujiu fell into a coma, everyone became confused.

And this coma lasted for three full days. When Murong Jiujiu woke up again, she found herself extremely weak. She didn't know if there was any curse in this world.

She also always thought that those curses were usually a kind of trigger poison.

But when her own blood curse broke out, she realized that things were not as expected, she was very weak, like a kind of weakness that started from the depths of her soul.

"The blood curse of the Jade Soul Clan really deserves its reputation."

Murong Jiujiu finally shook his head and sighed.

"Jijiu, how do you feel?"

Baili Yuhua appeared on her bedside for the first time, the anxiety and exhaustion on his face could be seen almost at a glance. He must have had a hard time during her coma.

There are a few light stubbles on the chin.

She didn't expect that this person who cared so much about his appearance would forget to shave sometimes, Murong thought about it for a long time, then smiled weakly, and stretched out his hand to touch his prickly beard.

"It's ugly."

She gave such an evaluation.

Behind Baili Yuhua, Murong Qiqi stood there at some point, but there was an indescribable coldness on that face that was almost exactly like her.

He said even more bluntly: "I don't even need to ask. It seems that she is half dead. I said before that I can protect her to give birth smoothly, but now it's a bit difficult."

Probably in Murong Qiqi's subconscious mind, half of the reason for Murong Jiujiu's suffering was because of Baili Yuhua. Although it was a bit unreasonable, he just had nowhere to vent his anger.

He didn't like Baili Yuhua, and was also angry with Feng Wushang.

Could it be that my sister, whom I had finally met, was going to die in such a muddle?

Surprisingly, Baili Yuhua didn't pay any attention to his sarcastic remarks today. He just held Murong Jiujiu's hand, thoughtfully, and said to himself after a long while: "This blood curse is really only Feng Wushang in the whole world." Solvable?"

To untie the bell, one must tie it, and only Feng Wushang.

"Hey, smelly man, aren't you very smart? Think of a way."

Murong Qiqi couldn't help but said coldly again.

"Qiqi, don't be disrespectful to your brother-in-law," Murong Jiujiu lowered his face, she could tolerate his mischief before, but she knew it in her heart.

Regarding this problem, Baili Yuhua had already racked his brains. He may not feel much better than her, how could he bear the sneering comments from others when he was in such a difficult situation.

Sure enough, after Murong Qiqi was reprimanded, she curled her lips and retreated.

In the next two days, there was no war between Mingli and Xishan, and everyone in the camp seemed to be living comfortably, but because of the outbreak of Murong Jiujiu's blood curse, there was no doubt that this seemingly comfortable life was filled. Many dignified.

Su Yuche and Hua Wanzhi, a young couple, often came to chat with her and said a lot of funny things, but they couldn't be happy at all.

Especially Su Yuche.

Although no one mentions it deliberately, no one can hide it.

When Murong Jiujiu was lying on the bed alone, he often thought, probably at this moment, Feng Wushang wished that he would die soon, wished that Mingli's army would blow up the white sails immediately.

After all, I used to deceive and use him so much.

"Ha ha……"

"Dong dong dong..."

"what sound?"

"Princess, it's the sound of the battle drums before the battle," Axiu and Ning'er both walked in, although Murong Jiujiu was rescued several times by Murong Qiqi with the power of life, but the symptoms were not cured.

She is in a bad state now.

"War drums, is the enemy coming to fight again?"

Murong Jiujiu asked casually, Baili Yuhua probably won't take the initiative to make trouble at this time.

But Axiu and Ning'er shook their heads, "It seems that the regent ordered the drumming."

"Oh."

Murong Jiujiu couldn't figure out Baili Yuhua's intentions for a while, these few days, he was often by his side, his expression was not as sad and anxious as imagined, but everything was as usual.

Not even to mention the blood curse on her body.

But Murong Jiujiu could tell that he was always thinking of a way.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Baili Yuhua walked in wearing a crimson purple python robe, with a little Yousi trapped between his handsome brows.

"Regent."

Axiu and Ning'er knew that Baili Yuhua must have something to say, so they retreated immediately knowing what was interesting.

"what happened?"

Murong Jiujiu had just woken up, she was lazily looking at Baili Yuhua who was standing upright by the door, seeing his expression, she couldn't read his emotions.

inside the tent.

The two sat and stood together.

They looked at each other like this for half an hour, then Baili Yuhua suddenly stepped forward without saying a word, took off her clothes hanging on the screen, and put them on for Murong Jiujiu one by one.

Winter clothes are already thick, layer by layer.

Murong Jiujiu couldn't see what he wanted to do for a while, so he followed his movements and put on the clothes carefully. When he was done, Baili Yuhua knelt down silently and helped her put on the new clothes. White moccasins.

After carrying her upright to the dressing table, she picked up the comb and combed her slightly messy hair because she was lying down neatly.

I thought he wouldn't have hair in the coffin.

Unexpectedly, between Baili Yuhua's jade-like fingers, a few strands of silk-like black hair were quickly tied into a simple bun and fixed with a jade hairpin.

Speaking of which, she still remembers this jade hairpin. It was the mandarin duck jade hairpin that he pinned in her bun at her birthday ceremony, and she kept it all the time.

Finally, the coffin was released.

Baili Yuhua took off the brocade cloak again, and wrapped it neatly around her body.

Murong Jiujiu finally spoke, she looked at him and asked: "Do you want to go out?"

Baili Yuhua nodded, "I want to go out, it may be very windy."

Baili Yuhua's behavior today was obviously abnormal, but Murong Jiujiu didn't know what to say, so he could only let him pick him up again and walked out of the camp.

"Regent."

"princess."

"Miss."

"sister."

"Ajiu."

"Sister Murong."

The people who had already gathered outside the door were all friends Murong had known for a long time, and now she couldn't figure out what Baili Yuhua was going to do. Judging from his posture, it seemed that he was going to see him off.

And everyone's expressions were filled with worry that couldn't be concealed, but they all hesitated to speak.

"Is the car ready?"

"Return to the master, it is ready."

Ah Xing said lightly, but with a pair of eyes, he also looked at Murong Jiujiu worriedly.

Baili Yuhua hugged Murong Jiujiu on his own, and ordered someone to bring the carriage, with a dazed expression, Zhang Er's monk was still confused, and she glanced at Murong Qiqi.

Seeing the boy's strange silence today, with a pair of eyes exactly like hers, he only looked straight at Baili Yuhua.

(End of this chapter)