Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1808: What did your good lover write to you?

Lie Jiuqing's fingertips trembled slightly, "It's difficult."

Rather than saying that she couldn't live without him, it was more that she was afraid.

Soul-obsessed often eroded her, making her unable to distinguish between reality and reality in her dreams.

She was reborn, believing too much in the theory of the soul.

What she fears most now is that once she wakes up, she will become someone else, or someone else will become her.

What's more, Wen Rong hasn't recovered yet, he only has a few months left.

Her grandfather and uncles even hid many things from her and refused to mention the court matters.

She knew in her heart that there was a hidden danger in everything, but she was powerless and unable to solve it.

Although she has come back again, she seems to be stationed in place.

No one will understand how painful this is...

This is a mental illness that she can't change or get better from.

Chu Wei lowered his head, his eyes dark and unclear, "In a few days, you will lose your mind, but what about after that? Do you really want to keep embarrassing yourself because of guilt?"

"It's not guilt."

Lie Jiuqing explained forcefully, gritting his teeth every word. Chu Wei looked at her quietly and responded: "I understand."

He stood up and said, "You can rest peacefully today. If the weather permits tomorrow, we will go down the cliff."

He put down the warm tea and said, "Palace Master, it's almost September and the nights are cold. Drink a cup of hot tea to relieve the heat. Maybe you can sleep more peacefully."

As expected, Chu Wei was like an emotionless puppet, paranoid and paranoid, but he still fulfilled his duties and was loyal to her.

Extremely contradictory.

When Big Bird didn't come back, the secret guard sent a letter.

Ying Sanba was very depressed. Big Bird used to not be afraid of wind and rain, so why hasn't he come back yet?

He didn't have time to think about it and hurried back as soon as he got it.

"Madam, there are seven letters from Mr. Qian Sui." Lie Jiuqing softened his eyebrows and finally smiled, "Bring them to me for a look."

Her mood improved, and Huayi breathed a sigh of relief.

If Lie Jiuqing was depressed every day, she would be worried to death.

Wen Rong is the only one who can comfort Lie Jiuqing.

Huayi slowly withdrew and carefully closed the door, leaving the space for them.

Lie Jiuqing rubbed the envelope, and her heart softened, "Reporting good news or not bad news, I am clearly asking about your health..."

The candlelight flickered suddenly, and the corners of Lie Jiuqing's lips froze, and the familiar creepiness overwhelmed her little by little.

Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she slowly turned around, facing a pair of deep and smiling black eyes, "Madam, husband and wife are really one, and you discovered it as soon as your husband came. Is it possible that Madam misses me?"

"come..."

Strong internal force enveloped her body, and Lie Jiuqing's voice stopped abruptly.

"If you shout, my husband will kill you on the spot."

Di Ming put one hand on her side and played with her belt carelessly, "Does he know that the lady is so protective of herself for Wen Rong?"

He approached ambiguously, only a finger away from her.

While the unique sense of oppression from men overwhelmed her, what was even more terrifying was the desire that was everywhere on his body, as well as the faint smell of love.

Love flowers grow deep in the mountains and forests, and are somewhat similar to love medicine. In fact, people will not be affected too much, but since he is Di Ming, Lie Jiuqing's fear will increase exponentially.

You must resist, you must resist...

She can't let him lead her around!
How could she escape Di Ming with this little move?
"My husband doesn't want to destroy your inner strength, so you'd better be obedient."

Di Ming held down her arm, released her newly gathered internal strength, and placed the letter on the side in her hand.

"Madam, come here, open the letter and read it to your husband to hear what your good lover has written to you."

(End of this chapter)