"King, which garden is holding the lantern tonight?" Father-in-law Awang asked respectfully, walking behind Wanyan Mo.
Wan Yanmo stopped walking, stretched out his slender fingers, and pointed around the garden where there were three thousand beauties in the harem. However, he only stopped at the 'Qian Ning Garden' (the garden where Bing Ning lived) and paused for a moment.
In the end, he did not refer to a specific garden, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the 'Longxiao Palace'." After that, he strode forward.
Ah Wang looked at Wan Yan Mo's back with puzzled eyes and sighed. Since three years ago, Wang brought back the woman who made him heartache in his dream, except when dealing with government affairs, he would stay by her side in a coma. A year ago
, Miss Bing Ning woke up, she thought she would marry Wang Gong. Unexpectedly, Miss Bing Ning refused the king a thousand miles away, and had never had any physical contact, and Wang, who had a violent personality, was surprisingly tolerant.
, he indulged her in every possible way, and I don’t know when will Miss Bing Ning be able to feel Wang’s sincerity?!
In the Longxiao Palace, Wan Yanmo was lying on the dragon couch after being undressed by his maid. He couldn't help but flash that cold and beautiful face in front of his eyes. Could it be that she was about to regain her memory? This made him frown, clearly.
Remember, that night;
"King, are you sure the person you are looking for is in this palace?" Aluo, wearing night clothes, stood on a thick tree branch, listening to the joy and sorrow in the Hades' palace, and saw that the maids who entered were all wearing mourning clothes.
, asked for proof.
"Yes." Wan Yanmo responded in a low voice. Yes, this is the place the fortune teller mentioned. Hope it was not too late, so he jumped into Hades' Mansion and followed the steps of a maid to the mourning hall.
The three-foot white spirit hung coldly on both sides, with a coffin made of sandalwood placed in the center. It was lonely and unattended. Every time he took a step closer, he could hear his own heartbeat like a drum. Every time he took a step closer, he
It feels like I have been waiting for a thousand years just for her familiar feeling!
He slowly came to the coffin and looked deeply at the pale little face full of scars. A kind of heartache spread throughout his body. This woman he had never met before and who always appeared in his dreams was so big.
His ability gave the ruthless man a deeper understanding of pain.
He carefully lifted her up and put a long-prepared elixir in her lips. He did not hesitate to waste ten years of his spiritual power just to keep her breath... His chest was suffocated, and a mouthful of blood broke out.
Oral cavity.
"King, let your subordinates come down," A Luo said distressedly. How could his king, the supreme king, stoop so low to save an ugly woman and even hurt his dragon body?
While Wan Yanmo was working on Dandan, he said in a solemn voice, "Your skills still can't bring back her last breath. A Luo, I have to tell you something, and it must be done within half an hour...".
The eyes that were as ruthless as the bright night sky looked at the thin figure in the coffin, the woman with an unrecognizable face that resembled eggs, an evil arc raised on her lips, "The matter is done!" He lowered his head and said ruthlessly.
With a hint of warmth in his eyes, he looked at the dying woman taking her last breath in her arms...
The next day, Wanyanmo lay lazily on the dragon couch in the palace, listening to the report from the guard who had returned from the Shengxing Dynasty, "King, this woman's name is Ling Dandan. It is said that she was born to Prime Minister Ling of the Shengxing Dynasty.
The second daughter, who is not pretty, least favored, and somewhat stupid, married the seventh prince Chu Ziming four months ago and became the eleventh princess. A month ago, news spread among the people that she was dead.
, but for some unknown reason, he appeared in the front hall on the day the Seventh Prince got married and took a concubine, and assassinated the Seventh Prince's other concubine. As a result, he was stabbed heavily in the abdomen with a sharp sword and almost died. When his subordinates came back, they saw that the Seventh Prince and others had already
Bury the substitute woman."
"Back off." Wanyanmo waved his hand, and the thick black silk strands fell onto his delicate face. His eyes were as cold as ice stars and he was thoughtful. A month ago, wasn't that the day when he was heartbroken every day?
? What kind of inextricable relationship does this woman have with him?
"Report to the King, Miss Bing Ning, the girl is critically ill." The waiting girl knelt on the ground tremblingly and said with fear. Ever since the king rescued the woman who seemed to be dead, they have been waiting for her every time when the woman is critically ill.
All the people are critically ill!
"Set up, Qian Ningyuan." Wanyan Mo's eyebrows were sharp, and every line of his stern face was filled with a fierce aura. A careless but extremely dangerous arc hung at the corner of his lips, and he walked towards Qian Ningyuan...
"die!"
"die!"
"Death!" One after another, the royal doctors, witch doctors, and charlatans who could not cure Bing Ning's disease died early every time Bing Ning became critically ill.
Wan Yanmo was like a Shura in the region, cruel and inhumane. He stared narrowly at the new batch of imperial doctors, witch doctors, and quacks, and said in an evil and cold voice, "If you can't cure Ning'er,
For the disease, kill Jiu Zhu!”….
Whenever she was exposed to strong drugs that used poison to fight poison, she would scream heartbreakingly, "It hurts! No, please... why you... Sister Lan, Xuan'er... I hurt you... I hate you..."
Why do you do this to me?..."
She kept repeating these words every day and shed tears. Two years later, she came back from the dead and changed her appearance. When she woke up, she lost all her memories, and even lost all the emotions that belong to human emotions.
Emotions, neither crying nor laughing, like a living dead of incomparable beauty, with a cold and frozen heart that will never be melted by this world.
But what pleased him was that when he gave her the white cat that used to guard her coffin, she actually took the initiative to pick it up for the first time and looked at the white cat without blinking.
Gradually, she had the briefest communication with him...
After reminiscing, Wanyan's piercing deep eyes looked at the splendid 'Longxiao Palace' where only he lived. In the past three years, he had also been to the concubines' gardens, but when he was about to meet the concubines,
While making love, that cold and charming face flashed through my mind, and I regretfully left the concubine who had been waiting for her favor.
He suppressed his desire and didn't let himself scare the woman who was as fragile as ice and whose heart was broken!...
The next day, Ling Han stood in the garden wearing a pink skirt, waving a fan, and said in an arrogant tone, "She has just recovered from a serious illness? Is there no shortage of gold? Could it be that she wants the prince to invite her in person? It's just a dream!".
Chu Ziming had a stern face and turned a deaf ear to Ling Hanhe. He looked at Li Qiang who looked tired with his bright and sharp eyes and asked, "Have you seen the goddess doctor from the Samian Kingdom?
Have you asked the common people for confirmation, can rare and strange diseases really be cured?"
"I have verified it. People say she is the reincarnation of Hua Tuo. However, my subordinates are ashamed. After the king of Samian said goodbye, his guards forced his subordinates out of the palace. They never saw the goddess doctor." Li Qiang felt guilty
Answer truthfully.
"In that case," Chu Ziming's eyes flashed with the light that he was determined to win, and he said coldly, "Prepare your horse, I will go there in person, and even if I tie her up, I will tie her over to treat Zhuoer."