Spoil the world: Medical concubine wants to repudiate her husband

After song Yunqian returned, he ordered Xiao Sanzi to go to Zhiyi pavilion to check. The third son is one of his bodyguards and is responsible for protecting song Yunqian at night.

That night, the third son came back and reported, "back to the Lord, as Princess Rou said, Princess Rou has been needling her legs today, including her wounds. Moreover, she has burned a red knife to scrape the wounds."

Song Yunqian was furious, "if so!"

The little third son hesitated for a moment and said, "in fact, the humble position is very confused. It doesn't seem very painful for her to do so. Moreover, she is familiar, the needle is light and accurate, and it doesn't all fall on the wound. Therefore, the humble position feels that there may be another use for her to do so."

"What's the effect?" song Yunqian looked slightly angry. "Her wound hasn't scabbed yet. Even Zhuge Ming hasn't improved for many days. It's clear that she deliberately hurt herself."

"But if the empress was trying to win favor, she didn't tell the Lord about her injury, and she didn't ask the Lord for mercy. If she tried her best to hurt herself for mercy, it's better to say that she mutilated herself and depressed her will?" the little three guessed. He saw the sadness on Wen Yi's face that night, and she stayed at home for the next few days, Has been locked in Zhiyi Pavilion, it can be seen that her heart is still very uncomfortable.

Song Yunqian said coldly, "no matter what the reason is, she is playing tricks." what he didn't say is that she thought Wenyi was deliberately angry because he was with Luo fan that day, so she protested in this way.

The little third son sighed at the bottom of his heart and asked, "what should I do now?"

Song Yunqian blackened his face and said in a deep voice, "don't worry about her. She can do whatever she likes!"

The third son worried and said, "but if the princess goes on like this every day, I'm afraid sooner or later..."

"What are you afraid of? She asked for it." song Yunqian angrily sent his third son out, sulking alone.

He was so angry that he hardly wanted to talk to Wen Yi. He has been so worried about her injury that he once ordered her not to get out of bed without scab. She probably knew that he was nervous, so she used this way to attract his attention.

The previous favorable impression of Wen Yi seems to have disappeared after learning that she hurt herself. Even think of that night when she broke into Feiling Pavilion and saw him, her guilty heart is gone now.

Maybe she's still Yang Luoyi at all.

Zhuge Ming also came this evening. Song Yunqian talked about it with him. Zhuge Ming was very surprised when he heard the speech. "No wonder her injury hasn't improved. It turned out to be because of this."

Song Yunqian was a little depressed and said, "maybe we have been cheated by her all the time."

"Although she did this wrong, I still insist on my original opinion. Her soul is not Yang Luoyi. I went to the national master to revive her soul. The national master told me that there is such a thing in the world, and he has seen it with his own eyes. The so-called" rivers and mountains are easy to change, nature is difficult to change. Even if she changes again, she can't change so thoroughly in a short time. I think it should be borrowed The corpse comes back to life, "said Zhuge Ming.

Song Yunqian thought of everything in the mountains, of making out with her in the room that day, of getting along with her bit by bit, and felt that Zhuge Ming was right. However, at present, he can't even care about himself. Why bother to take care of whether she is reborn? He had never loved Yang Luoyi before. Today's so-called Wenyi, well, he didn't even know if she was called Wenyi. If she is really a ghost, then she is just a ghost. Why should he bother?

So, finally, he was a little disappointed and said, "forget it, don't worry about her. She can do whatever she likes." he put his hands on his knees and rubbed his knee without feeling, laughing at himself: "I'm just a waste. What do you care about other people's injuries? If she's Yang Luoyi, she hurt Ke'er. Even if her leg is broken, I don't feel bad. If she's not Yang Luoyi, she's just a ghost, she died because of her leg injury. It's no pity that she just returned the original."

When he said this, he was already very amorous. Just after saying that, his own heart hurt faintly, as if Wen Yi really wanted dust to dust and earth to earth.

Zhuge Ming knew that he was decadent again. It was not easy to get angry because of this wheelchair. Now he is depressed again because of her self injury. He keeps saying that he doesn't care about her, but he is affected by her. At the bottom of people's heart, there is a box that hides secrets that he doesn't have to pry into, and he probably can't see his feelings.

So, after a few days, Wen Yi didn't come to song Yunqian, and song Yunqian didn't go to Wen Yi.

However, he still asked Xiao Sanzi to monitor Wen Yi's actions and report every night. When Xiao Sanzi came to report once, his heart sank an inch.

That night, after drinking some wine, Xiao Sanzi said that she spent almost all day needling her body, not only her feet, but also her head. When he heard this, the smell of wine spread out all over his body, and his blood was almost frozen.

He roared, "what does she want? Is it because the king was with Luo fan that night, so does she want to do this?"

Seeing that he was angry, the third son dared not speak. He had to step aside and keep silent.

Song Yunqian became more and more angry. He reached out to climb the table and tried to stand up. However, his legs couldn't exert their strength and fell to the ground. The third son hurried forward to pick him up and repeatedly said, "Lord, calm down. Don't be so angry. If you really don't want the princess to do this, go and see her!"

The third son looked at it for a few days, but he didn't see why. He also thought that Wen Yi did it to get the Lord's pity or fight with the Lord. Otherwise, how to explain why she did it?

Song Yunqian said angrily, "throw out this iron chair. The king will not receive her favor!"

The third son was startled and hurriedly said, "don't be angry, Prince. This chair is exquisite and exquisite. It's rare in the world. The princess tried every means to find it for the prince..."

"Where's so much nonsense? Throw it out and smash it. The king doesn't need her false kindness!" song Yunqian roared, his veins burst out, and even his lips trembled.

The boys rushed in and were startled when they saw the scene. The third son hurriedly said, "why don't you come and help the Lord sit down?"

The boy hurriedly came up to help song Yunqian. He wanted to help him in the wheelchair, but when he just got close to the wheelchair, he suddenly hit it with his palm, using 70% of his skill, and the wheelchair was scattered into a pile of scrap iron on the spot.

The people were stunned. The third son helped him sit in the Taishi chair and hurried to invite Zhuge Ming.

Zhuge Ming hurried to the yard and saw the remains of the wheelchair. He shook his head, walked in and sighed, "why do you take the wheelchair out?"

Song Yunqian's face was frozen and looked at Zhuge Ming. "Your medical skills are so high. Give her a bag of poison and let her die in front of the king immediately."

Zhuge Ming looked at him. "What's the use of saying these angry words? If she dies, you will be more sad than anyone else."

"What are you talking about? I hate her very much now. She died clean so that I wouldn't be upset." song Yunqian said coldly.

Zhuge Ming sent out his third son and villain. He faced him alone and said frankly, "if it doesn't matter, you won't be so angry because you know she hurt herself. You obviously care about her, but you don't admit it. In front of me, you've never tried to hide your mind so much. Is it so difficult to admit that you like her?"

Song Yunqian glanced at him lightly and said, "do you think you know the king well?"

"Yes, I don't know you, but you don't know yourself." ZHUGE Ming said, "you don't want to admit that no one can force you."

Song Yunqian seemed to prove that he didn't really like Wen Yi. He called someone in and said, "prepare a carriage immediately. The king will go into the palace and report to his father. The king will divorce her."

Zhuge Ming sent his servants out, closed the door and looked at him, "OK, I believe you don't like her, but Princess Xiu for no reason, do you want to be criticized? I admit that she was not smart enough this time, but she just wanted you to care more about her."

"If the king wants to care about her and she doesn't do anything, the king will care about her. If the king doesn't want to care about her, even if she dies, the king won't look at her. Go to heal her every day and tell her this." song Yunqian said coldly.

Zhuge Ming knew he couldn't persuade him, and he didn't intend to persuade him again. Otherwise, if he said a few more words, he would be angry with himself.

The next day, Zhuge Ming went to heal Wen Yi. When he opened the wound, he saw the dense pinholes in his legs. He sighed and shook his head, "why do you do this?"

Wen Yi didn't understand what he meant for a moment and asked suspiciously, "what?"

Zhuge Ming drugged her and said, "Qian is a man who is soft but not hard. He hates people who play tricks."

Wen Yi held the golden needle technique in her hand. Because the cover of the golden needle technique had been damaged, she asked Xiaoju to wrap it with brocade and sew it on. Therefore, Zhuge Ming didn't know what she was looking at. Wen Yi listened to Zhuge Ming while reading a book. It was inevitable that she was a little distracted. She said oh and didn't speak again.

Zhuge Ming wrapped up the wound and asked, "did the princess remember what I said just now?"

Wen Yi looked up at him and nodded vaguely, "remember." he seems to say that song Yunqian doesn't like people who play tricks, but who doesn't like straightforward people? Who likes people who play tricks? That makes no sense.

Zhuge Ming smiled and said, "I know the princess is a wise man. I must understand what I mean. The princess loves humility and should not increase too much hostility."

Wen Yi put down the book and looked up at Zhuge Ming: "where can you see that I love him deeply?"

Zhuge Ming smiled. "I don't need to say this clearly. The princess saw Qian Zai in Feiling pavilion that day. You reacted so violently. If there was no true love, how could it be so?"

Speaking of what happened that day, Wen Yi was unable to refute it. It was really unprotected that day, and all his feelings were exposed on his face. At the moment, she was called humanist. She was not embarrassed at all. She just said, "I may have been confused for a moment, but now I know my feeling very clearly."

"Oh?" now it was Zhuge Ming's turn not to understand.

Wen Yi smiled calmly. "You don't understand what you said!" she looked down at her wound and said, "have you wrapped it up? In fact, it doesn't matter whether you come or not. The wound can't scab for a while and a half."

"Please take good care of your body, mother. Don't use your body as a tool to fight." ZHUGE Ming said in a positive way.

Wen Yi's attention was again focused on the golden needle technique, and he replied absently, "well, I see, Xiao Ju, send Zhuge's miracle doctor out."

Zhuge Ming shook his head. His words have been so plain. Whether she knows or not depends on herself.