Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 29
Even if the injury is difficult to heal now, how can it compare to one percent of the heartache?
In the end, Jun Chuyue and Murong Fengyuan took the same horse and embarked on the road to Fengyue City, and the four of them rode their horses not far behind them, and the journey was safe and sound.

This went on for a day, and in the evening they reached the first town they stopped on the road.

There is only one inn in the town.

When I went in and asked, Jun Chuyue couldn't help being dumbfounded. There were only two rooms left in the inn. If they shared one room in spring, summer, autumn and winter, wouldn't she want... Jun Chuyue asked again without giving up: "Really?" Is there no third room?"

"Oh guest, how can I lie to you, no matter what, the little old man won't make life difficult for the business, will he?" The innkeeper spread his hands, "There are really only two rooms left in the shop, look Why don't you five girls squeeze together, and I'll give you another bed?"

Jun Chuyue nodded: "Then please trouble me..."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Fengyuan interrupted: "No need, the four of them live in one room, and the two of us can live in one room." He glanced at the girl's unbelievable eyes, and snorted softly: "You and I Husband and wife, it is only natural to live in one room."

The innkeeper slapped his thigh when he heard the words: "Hey, guest officer, what kind of room do you two share as a husband and wife? The little old man still thinks you are just ordinary friends. Let's go, the guest room is on the third floor, and the little old man will take you here." go up."

Jun Chuyue followed the innkeeper upstairs almost in a daze, and when she entered the guest room, the door was closed, and the man took off his coat and put it on the chair before he suddenly came back to his senses——

She...was in the same room as Murong Fengyuan?
"It's getting late, go to bed early."

While talking, Murong Fengyuan cleaned his hands in the basin, turned around and saw Jun Chuyue was still standing there, still keeping the posture of entering the door motionless, frowning, and walked over: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jun Chuyue stepped back, and looked at the only bed in the room again: "General, I think I'd better go and squeeze with Chun Xia Qiu Dong..."

He bowed his head and wanted to slip away, but his arm was grabbed again.

I saw Murong Fengyuan's face was cold: "You sleep on the bed, don't worry I won't touch you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he went to put the chair together, moved the quilt from the bed and spread it on the chair, then lay down on it with his clothes on, leaving Jun Chuyue with a back view.

Jun Chuyue stood for a while before going over to sit down on the bed, took the pill to suppress the residual poison and took it. As soon as she relaxed, she felt exhausted all over her body.

After all, it was a day's journey.

In addition, her nerves were tense all the way when she was close to Murong Fengyuan, so she didn't think much about it. It was only when she was overworked that she suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain all over her body. .

The residual poison has struck!
In just a split second, she felt that she was in deep water, the pain was so painful that she couldn't even scream, she could only bend her body desperately, and curled herself up again, as if this posture like a fetus in the mother's womb could give her Pain brought a tinge of relief.

Consciousness also fell into chaos in a short period of time, as if there was nothing around, I couldn't feel anything, there was nothingness, and all I could feel was pain.

The slight movement woke up the man sleeping on the chair.

Murong Fengyuan hurried over, and the moment he saw the girl's condition clearly by the hazy moonlight, his heart felt as if he had been thumped hard, and his brain was a little dazed——

Black... blood!

This is clearly the appearance of poisoning.

But how could she be poisoned?
Oh, how could she be poisoned...

He should know the most, shouldn't he?
Murong Fengyuan looked at Jun Chuyue without blinking.

The shapeless figure, the blood oozing from his wrist when he was pulling with him at the gate of the Zichen Palace, and the coma coughing up blood by the Mingyan Lake...

Memories kept pouring into his mind, and the scenes were connected in series. The man suddenly understood something, trembled unconsciously, and reached out to the top of the girl's head, but he couldn't put it down despite the short distance.

He thought it was all over.

I thought it was all over...

But in fact, that's just his own wishful thinking!

She was still struggling in pain alone, suffering pain that she shouldn't have endured in a place that no one knew.

What did he do?
It was not her fault that Yinger was poisoned, she had tried her best, not to mention, she had no obligation to protect Yinger at all, it was just his coercion and difficulty...

But he ignored her injury in his rage, and asked the doctor in the Royal Hospital to use her to test the poison to prepare an antidote.

He didn't even know how much she had suffered at that time, so that the bowl of antidote was successfully prepared.

No wonder……

She will be thin and out of shape.

No wonder……

She would be so repulsed by his approach.

No wonder……

She will be in and out of the Royal Hospital from time to time.

The ridiculous thing is that he actually thought she was studying art from a teacher in the imperial hospital.

what!
Murong Fengyuan's throat was so bitter that it was as if he had swallowed a big gulp of Coptis chinensis. He hesitated for a long time with his palm on top of the girl's head, and finally clenched his fist and pounded it heavily on the wall.

He didn't use his internal strength, but even so, the room was shaken by this powerful blow, leaving a bloody dent on the wall.

At this moment, Jun Chuyue probably couldn't bear the pain anymore, rolled over like crazy, and wanted to bang her head against the wall again.

Murong Fengyuan was startled, and hurriedly restrained her to prevent her from hurting him again.The girl writhed for a while and found that she couldn't get away from the struggle, coupled with the unbearable pain, she instinctively clenched her fists and brought them to her mouth to bite down.

But the man quickly grasped it.

Immediately afterwards, something seemed to come close to her lips, and Jun Chuyue was already swallowed by the pain, so she bit down hard without thinking.

Murong Fengyuan didn't move at all, without even frowning, he held the girl in his arms and let her bite his wrist, as if this could alleviate a little bit the guilt in his heart.

The girl bites hard.

In the blink of an eye, the bright red blood flowed down, intertwined with the black blood overflowing from her mouth...

I don't know how long after that.

It wasn't until the sky turned pale that Jun Chuyue's residual poison finally stopped, and her clenched teeth loosened. She lifted her eyelids wearily, then tilted her head, and leaned against Murong Fengyuan. Arms fell asleep.

The man slowly withdrew his forearm, only to see a row of tooth marks on his wrist, with bone deep visible.

He quickly tapped a few acupuncture points to stop the rushing blood, then tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of his clothes and bound it hastily, then put the girl back on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and got up to open the door.

The female priest named Dong was standing outside the door. When she looked up and saw him, she bowed respectfully and said, "General Murong, are our saintesses up yet? It's almost time to go."

(End of this chapter)