Married You On Condition

Fei Xiaoyue's silly behavior of crying and laughing lasted for three days. It was only three days later that the imperial doctors negotiated a plan to treat her with drug-assisted acupuncture. Fei Xiaoyue returned to normal, but there was no smile on her face any more. Some of her faces were dim day by day.

"Niang Niang, if you feel your legs, please tell me." Li Fei is standing outside the huge medicine bath bucket, looking at the light path of Fei Xiaoyue in the medicine bucket.

"I know." Fei Xiaoyue closed her eyes and said that if the hot water was useful, there would be no need for those high-precision medical instruments. She didn't want to accept such inhuman treatment, but whenever Mo Tinghui looked into her eyes with remorse, heartache and pity, she accepted it passively.

Feixiaoyue knows that her legs are bad one day, and the guilt in Mo Tinghui's heart will not be eliminated one day. For Mo Tinghui's heartache and pity, she gives up. Anyway, the worst is just a pair of broken legs. Now that it's over, it's no use complaining or self lamenting. Let the doctor treat the broken legs as a good leg doctor.

Fei Xiaoyue closed her eyes and endured the pain of peeling in her upper body. How she hoped that the pain could be transferred below her waist, and how she hoped that the inhuman torture could be ended as soon as possible. She had been soaking for seven days without any progress. If she didn't know that traditional Chinese medicine had such treatment, Fei Xiaoyue really thought they were going to cook her. Every day I soak in this medicine barrel, and I add firewood outside the barrel from time to time. The bubbles in the boiling water are beating.

Fei Xiaoyue couldn't help laughing at the bubbles. If it wasn't for the low boiling point of these herbs, this bucket of liquid medicine would have become human flesh soup.

"Niang Niang, do you have a feeling?" Li Fei, who was watching, saw that Fei Xiaoyue was smiling and asked anxiously.

Fei Xiaoyue shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "no, I'm just thinking about how long the soup will last."

"Ah..." Li Fei and all the maids were stunned when they heard the words, and they all laughed.

Before Mo Tinghui could enter the palace of peace, he heard the laughter coming from it. He moved in his heart and ran to the palace

"Crescent moon, what are you laughing at?" Mo Tinghui looked at the laughing followers in amazement?

"I want to see the emperor."

"I'll see the emperor."

Fei Xiaoyue thinks about it and feels funny. Looking at Mo Tinghui, she smiles and repeats: "emperor, do you guess when the bucket of crescent moon soup will come out of the pot?"