Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 106
"Miss!"

Ning'er exclaimed.

Axiu's pretty face turned cold, and she shouted: "Old lady, please go out, you are not welcome in Jiangziyuan."

If it wasn't for the fact that she still had some reason, Axiu would have wished to slap her old face with a slap. She dared to beg for help with such a lofty attitude. Based on what you said today, Elder Ouyang Xiu would never be able to feel comfortable in prison.

"Mother."

Lin seemed to be frightened, she dragged the old lady out of the Jiangzi courtyard with a worried face, because she suddenly found out today that the eldest niece looked so angry, it was scary.

"Miss, your hand."

After a long time, Murong lowered his head and realized that the teacup had been crushed by her. The sharp broken horns cut her palm, and the bright red blood flowed out along the lines of her palm.

"Ah... hurry up, take the medicine, stop the bleeding..."

No matter how busy Ning'er and Axiu were, Murong Jiujiu seemed to be ignorant. She just used her other good palm to gently caress the position of her chest. Just now, when the old lady said that When speaking heartlessly, this position suddenly hurt so much that she almost died.

This is the pain that belongs to Murong Jiujiu from his predecessor.

And she also felt a kind of sadness that made her whole body cold. When she closed her eyes, that distant memory immediately appeared.

With a small body, she shivered and hid in the closet.

Seeing the mother who loves her the most, spoils her, and relies on her, is strangled to death by several old women with white silk, no matter how desperately she struggles, twists, and begs, the old woman who is as cold as ice in her memory will not do anything move.

It seemed that she was also on crutches that day.

The night gradually darkened.

After dinner, Murong Jiujiu took a rest early, but not long after she lay down, she felt someone pushing the door into her room, followed by the sound of taking off her coat and shoes.

"Come here?"

Murong Jiujiu turned his head sideways, and sure enough, he saw Baili Yuhua sitting beside her bed.

"Did it bother you?"

In the dim light, his unusually gentle voice came.

For some reason, Murong Jiujiu, who had been deliberately suppressing her emotions on her chest, when she heard this voice from this man who was intimate with him, she suddenly felt a sense of grievance welling up in her heart.

Sitting up from the bed at once, she threw herself into his arms.

"Yuhua."

There was a hint of deep sadness in the soft voice.

Hearing this, Baili Yuhua trembled a little when he was about to raise his arm. It seemed a little surprised and a little unbelievable, but for some reason, there was a feeling of ups and downs in his heart.

Like joy, like sadness, like duckweed on the water, he couldn't catch the trace in an instant.

To him, this was definitely a very strange and strange feeling, but it made him want to stop at this moment.

Subconsciously, he folded his arms, and tightly hugged the warm and fragrant woman in his arms, as if trying to cover her from something, with a distressed and probing question in his throat.

"what happened?"

Feeling the man's protection for her, Murong Jiujiu was inexplicably relieved, what about people in his eyes?So what?How about getting what you need?Tonight, she was so distressed that she just wanted to find someone to hold her.

Let's talk when my heart doesn't hurt anymore.

Gently rubbing his shoulders on his forehead, he said in a muffled voice, "It's just that I feel very uncomfortable in my heart. I just realized today that I am a child who shouldn't exist in this mansion. In the afternoon, my grandmother Tell me, back then, when I was born, I should have been strangled to death, just like she ordered my mother to be strangled to death, completely obliterating us..."

"Stop talking, I know it all."

Baili Yuhua said softly, when he chose Murong Jiujiu, he had investigated everything about her past, so he naturally knew the real cause of her mother's death.

It's just that when he knew it at the beginning, he felt that it was just as it should be. Since ancient times, success and failure, glory and disgrace, have always been like this.

But at this moment, when he heard Murong Jiujiu mention it in such a tone, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He felt uncomfortable because of Murong Jiujiu, extremely uncomfortable.

They didn't know how long they hugged each other like this before Baili Yuhua slowly picked up her hand. Seeing that it was wrapped in thick gauze, he frowned and asked, "Why did you get hurt?"

"Accidentally broke the teacup and cut a hole... Um, I'm sorry, I couldn't embroider you a decent sachet today," Murong Jiujiu seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly lowered his head apologetically.

Baili Yuhua smiled helplessly, "Forget it, you just need to remember that you still owe me a sachet... No, it's a lot. From now on, all the sachets brought by the king of this county will be embroidered by you."

Murong was taken aback for a long time, and cursed inwardly, this bastard took the opportunity to exploit her again.

Although she thought so in her heart, she was extremely cute on the face, and said: "Of course I am very willing to embroider a brocade bag for Yuhua, but if you let me embroider from now on, wouldn't it be cold for everyone in your house?" Through the room."

In the Dongyue Dynasty, the official prince, when he was a minor, around 15 years old, would be arranged as a servant girl to teach how to warm the bed.

There will be no less powerful children like Baili Yuhua.

But hearing this, Baili Yuhua's brows that had just been stretched completely frowned. If it wasn't for pity that she was sad today, she would have put this dead girl on the bed and trained her well.

"Who did you hear that the king of this county has a house?"

He narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Murong Jiujiu pursed his lips and said: "I don't need to hear about it, some princes and grandsons in Beijing have a few petite and cute rooms for their happiness, don't you have a pair of twin sisters in your house for you... um... ..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips and teeth were completely sealed.

Baili Yuhua found out that he shouldn't feel sorry for this dead girl who doesn't know what to do. With a small mouth, she will say things that make him feel uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, her lips became more and more ravished, the tip of her tongue aggressively pried open her white teeth on this delicate lips, and drove straight in, not giving her a chance to turn around and cater to her.

It wasn't until he felt the delicate body in his arms trembling slightly that the anger in his eyes began to dissipate.

This kiss, from the initial ravage, gradually became gentle, until finally it became lingering and soft, carefully, bit by bit, inch by inch, plundered her fragrance.

The kiss ends.

Murong Jiujiu was almost panting for breath and couldn't help himself anymore, with a pair of watery almond-shaped eyes, he could only stare helplessly at the man in front of him begging for mercy, all the strength in his body was attached to him.

"Yuhua..."

The slightly swollen mouth called him pitifully.

Baili Yuhua's mind was shaken, and he directly raised his hand to put her back on the couch safely. In the dimness, he couldn't help but glared at her viciously.

"Murong Jiujiu, please remember to the king of this county. I have not lived in Beijing for many years. How did I come to Tongfang? Green peony and green medicine are even worse. Do you hear me?"

Murong Jiujiu immediately nodded obediently, if you don't have it, you don't have it, and this lady doesn't want to catch you, so why are you emphasizing so solemnly.

(End of this chapter)