Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 58 It hurts a bit

Mo Qitian was originally very unhappy today because of Zhao Yunkuang's affairs, but at this moment, Nangong Yue's words seemed to blow him a spring breeze, blowing away all the haze in his heart.

But in the end, this arrogant guy is still stubborn.

He didn't continue to say anything, but he carried Nangong Yue to the chair and handed Nangong Yue a pair of chopsticks: "Eat."

After finishing speaking, he also sat down beside Nangong Yue, and put food in her bowl.

Picking up the food in the bowl, without the quarrel of Zhao Yunkuang and Mo Qitian in the morning, this little ease at this moment is even more sweet like a flower blooming in Nangong Yue's heart.

What she wants is this kind of life, just the two of them, simple and not much, as long as they have each other in their hearts.
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After dinner, when it was getting dark, Nangong Yue boiled a bucket of water for Mo Qitian, and then began to fumigate him and give him acupuncture treatment.

The long mist was misty, and the mask on Mo Qitian's face was also taken off by Nangong Yue. The poisonous scar on his face was not very obvious, Nangong Yue just looked at him slightly The side face, the seven souls in my heart can't wait to be hooked by the six souls.

But the business is the most important thing, she is an idiot, she is an idiot, and she will get rid of the poisonous scar on Mo Qitian's face after all.

The silver needle in Nangong Yue's hand was shining brightly under the misty candlelight. She took a deep breath, and then she said to Mo Qitian, "It hurts a bit, general, you have to bear with it."

Unexpectedly, listening to her words, Mo Qitian didn't show any excessive expression. The silver needles pierced the layer of skin on his face, and four or five of them penetrated densely, but Mo Qitian didn't even Not even a blink of an eye.

"So you're not afraid of pain, General?" Seeing Mo Qitian's expression at the moment, Nangong Yue was shocked.

"Pain?" Mo Qitian didn't listen to her words: "If it hurts, maybe I would have died a thousand times a long time ago."

These words startled Nangong Yue.

She recalled what Feng Qing had said to her before. This man, who is like a God of War, has been on the battlefield for a long time. It's nothing to be honest.

What's more, the injuries he has suffered in the past, no matter how painful they are, they are not enough...

The treatment on the first day was quite smooth. While taking medicine and acupuncture, Nangong Yue didn't see any obvious effect after all this was done, but there was no rush for this matter, and she had to take it slowly. She didn't pay too much attention either.

Amidst the sound of insects chirping at midnight, on the bed in the cabin, Mo Qitian quietly fanned Nangong Yue, who was quietly falling asleep, to drive away the mosquitoes. After she fell asleep, he gently huddled her bed Waist, and then fell asleep together...

Everything is so easy, the years are quiet and good.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face in her arms, the corners of her lips were raised in her dream, it seemed that all of this made her very happy...

But at this moment, on the other side of the mountain forest, under the candlelight, Zhao Yunkuang was holding a jug of strong wine, drinking one cup after another to relieve his worries.

The empty wine bottles on the table have been piled up to the point where it can no longer be piled up, but the amount of his drinking has not decreased.

"Master, you can't drink any more. If you drink any more, something will happen!" The entourage at the side said anxiously, and he stretched out his hand to snatch the jug from Zhao Yunkuang's hand.

But no matter what, the attendant just stretched out his hand, but was pushed away by Zhao Yunkuang: "Get out! My Highness wants to have a good drink today, when will it be your turn to point fingers!"

"But Lord, you drank this wine..."

"What are you drinking?" Zhao Yunkuang turned around with a slightly drunk face, looked at the servant behind him and snorted coldly: "My Highness is happy today, what can you do with me? I am glad that Xiao Yueer can come back, What can you do!!!"

While he was drinking there, he was still talking about the wine in a daze, and the entourage on the side watched him, and his heart was even more difficult.

"My lord, the emperor has already ordered me, I hope my lord will not miss a big deal because of a woman."

The entourage pointed out embarrassingly, one must know that they came here a year ago to create chaos on the border for Nanyao Country, so that Dongli could send troops to occupy Nanyao Country.

They have been guarding here for so long, encouraging the people to join bandit gangs, burning, killing, looting and creating chaos everywhere, and so on. They saw that the big things were about to be accomplished, but they never thought about it, and killed Nangong Yue halfway. Not to mention messing everything up, their master recklessly gave up the best mountain for her, just to repay that woman for saving her life.

But the kindness of saving his life was repaid, but his father was accidentally fascinated by that woman. Now it is obvious that the young couple love each other, but his father still does not give up.

What's more, his opponent is Mo Qitian, the war god of Nanyao Kingdom!
Mo Qitian, a person who is three feet away from the sky, even the royal family of Nanyao Kingdom dare not touch him when they know his identity, let alone such large groups of immigrants like them.

The more he thought about it, the more mentally exhausted he was. He wanted to dissuade his master, but now Zhao Yunkuang was so drunk that he couldn't pull him back even with eight horses. .

In desperation, the entourage could only silently pack the wine bottles, hoping that his master would wake up soon.
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Living a simple life, Zhao Yunkuang would often come here with big bags and small bags, and when Nangong Yue went to the mountains, he would often appear by her side to accompany her, but sometimes as soon as he met Mo Qitian Guy, the two of them pinched each other.

Day by day, three people and three dogs, their little life was extremely happy, and within half a month, the poisonous scar on Mo Qitian's face was also treated by Nangong Yue painstakingly. Under these circumstances, many black traces gradually faded away, and the original outline of the face that was originally extremely enchanting also appeared bit by bit in Nangong Yue's hands.

It used to be a poisonous scar the size of half a face, but now it is only the size of an egg. Maybe it won't be long before Mo Qitian's face will return to its original appearance.

It is also because of this thought that Nangong Yue's time to go up the mountain has also increased a lot in the past few days.

Mo Qitian has to deal with official documents during the day, so he rarely has time to go to the mountains to find Nangong Yue. Although he will send someone to go with her, that guy Zhao Yunkuang will appear by her side on time every day, and then drive away those around her for her. Mo Qitian's people, after driving away a lot of troubles, Zhao Yunkuang will carry the basket for Nangong Yue and go to collect medicine with her.

With Zhao Yunkuang's chatter following her, Nangong Yue didn't feel bored and flustered. She was worried about whether there would be any problems with Mo Qitian, but she didn't expect that Mo Qitian didn't feel jealous at all. .

On the contrary, he will prepare meals for her when she goes back every day, and then arrange everything for her carefully.

For some unknown reason, these two men, who had been unable to pinch each other before, seemed to have been enlightened, and began to follow the rules, having their own specific time to appear.

During the day, Zhao Yunkuang would stand by her side, and at night, Mo Qitian would stand by her side.

Everything has become so orderly, yet so weird.

Nangong Yue didn't know why, she wanted to ask about the situation, but she couldn't tell what was strange, even if she wanted to ask, she couldn't ask.

In the middle, Qu Jinhuan went up to the mountain a few times, and every time he would go up the mountain with big and small bags of medicinal materials, but those things were not for Mo Qitian, but for her on the contrary.

Every time, Qu Jinhuan would find a way to prescribe Zhao Yunkuang and Mo Qitian, and then test the medicine for Nangong Yue over and over again to see how to get rid of the falling love Gu in her body.

Nangong Yue seemed to be an experimental product, trying medicines for Qu Jinhuan over and over again, but in the end, Luoqing Gu was Yungu's secret art to poison, and it had inherited Yungu's thousands of years of craftsmanship. It is absolutely nonsense to crack it so easily.

Qu Jinhuan couldn't help it, and Nangong Yue who wasn't Yungu couldn't help it.

Although the falling love Gu on her body was not healed, the poisonous scar on Mo Qitian's face began to heal day by day.

Looking at Mo Qitian's increasingly seductive face, Nangong Yue was very excited. Although Mo Qitian didn't express anything, seeing Nangong Yue's excited appearance, he also began to feel happy for her.

The days went by day by day, and in a blink of an eye August has quietly arrived.

The heat is still hot, and it is also because the weather is too hot. Nangong Yue has not gone to the mountains in the past few days. When she has nothing to do, she just packs up the medicinal materials she picked from the mountains.

A dazzling array of precious medicinal materials lined up in several circles in the small courtyard.

At noon, Zhao Yunkuang came over carrying his things.

"Hurry up, little Yue'er, hurry up and pour me a glass of water, I'm almost dying of thirst! You don't know, I'm almost falling apart because of chasing this beast!"

Zhao Yunkuang threw a black bear on his back to the ground.

Suddenly, the ground in the small courtyard was about to be smashed apart by the black bear.

"Okay, you wait..." Then...

Unexpectedly, before Nangong Yue had time to fetch water for Zhao Yunkuang, Zhao Yunkuang flew past her like flying, and then jumped into the water tank in her courtyard.

With a bang, the clean water in the bar, which had been cleaned for more than two months, was once again polluted by Zhao Yunkuang's skill.

The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth twitched as she looked at Zhao Yunkuang, who was more reckless than a black bear, and sighed with shame: "I said Zhao Yunkuang, can't you be more gentle with your appearance..."

(End of this chapter)