Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 329 Your Purpose
The movement of kissing the eyebrows froze slightly, and the smile on the lips of 'Baili Yuhua' in front of him deepened, but it still looked so magnificent and unparalleled in the world, if it wasn't for this captivating demeanor .

Murong Jiujiu will not be easily blinded.

"Master Feng, this joke is really not funny at all."

Murong Jiujiu's face turned cold, he stared closely at the man in front of him, and said almost every word in his mouth.

'Baili Yuhua' frowned annoyedly, and murmured, like whispers between lovers, "It was discovered unexpectedly. Sure enough, the spiritual sense of the Yueling people is still very high."

The phantom dissipated, and the poetic and picturesque face of 'Baili Yuhua' in front of her changed instantly. Although she was still handsome, she lost the original familiarity. She was dressed in purple and turned into black in a flash. Clothes.

It seemed that it was originally a black dress, but she misread it as a purple dress.

"Jiujiu, never thought you could be so gentle?"

Feng Wushang said in admiration.

Murong Jiujiu's eyes turned cold, and he was about to shake off the palms in his arms, but Su Yuche's shout came from not far away: "Ajiu, where are you, Ajiu?"

A dark tide flashed in Feng Wushang's eyes, he directly hugged Murong Jiujiu in front of him, dodged and hid behind the rockery next to him, pressed Murong Jiujiu against the cold wall, and put one finger on her soft lips.

Threatening: "It's better not to make a sound, or I will kill these two people."

There was anger in Murong Jiujiu's eyes, and at the same time, she also saw a real killing intent in Feng Wushang's eyes.

"Ajiu..."

"did you find it?"

"No."

"Hey, the one who was clearly following us just now, why did he lose his kung fu in a flash?" Su Yuche scratched his head in frustration, and then hurriedly separated from Su Yuhong to search, while Murong Jiujiu.

In the end, there was still no sound.

It wasn't that she was afraid of Feng Wushang, but that the two of them seemed to have something to say.

Seeing that Murong Jiujiu really didn't make a sound, the murderous intent in Feng Wushang's eyes dissipated, and turned into a doting smile, "You are really good."

But Murong Jiujiu's face became even colder, she lowered her eyes, deliberately not looking at Feng Wushang's bewitching eyebrows, and said softly: "Tell me, what is the purpose of Patriarch Feng to make things difficult for me like this? "

She didn't think that Feng Wushang would really like her, to the point where she would take the risk of marrying her.

He simply asked clearly today, if he could satisfy him, he would dismiss the plague god, and that would be fine.

Feng Wushang always looked at him with lowered eyes and a smile, with a warm look on his face, if it wasn't for the atmosphere between the two of them, at first glance they would have thought that they were hiding in a rockery, a passionate little lover.

He said: "My purpose is very simple. I just want you to know that you are actually my destined wife. Would you like to come back to Xishan with me?"

Shouldn't it be returning to Feng's house when returning to Xishan?
Murong Jiujiu was amused, "It is rumored that the Xishan royal family is addicted to wine and sex, and it is useless. The Feng family has relied on Xishan for generations. It is obvious that there are two families, but in fact it has already replaced it?"

Feng Wushang suddenly stretched out a hand, because it was warm in her arms, pinched her chin warmly with his fingertips, and said: "Jiujiu, I'm not talking to you for you to guess , if you want to know my details, you can follow me back to Xishan, you will know at a glance, don't worry, the words of that day still count, I will marry you as my wife, unique."

Murong Jiujiu gave him a mocking look, and said coldly: "Master Feng, you haven't been kicked in the head by a donkey, or you have been pinched by a door panel. I'm already incomplete. Hua has already gone to bed and performed the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou, so you want me like this?"

"Why not?"

Feng Wushang sneered and said, "Anyway, I didn't plan to touch you when I married you. The main wife, hehe, shouldn't the main wife just be there? You don't have to worry about that as a concubine Ji who has her own bed warmer to vent her desires."

Murong Jiujiu immediately became angry, what kind of bullshit theory is this.

Or, this is the normal way of thinking of the children of the aristocratic family. Anyway, women are all the same in their eyes. They don't even need to give them their titles, and they scramble to climb onto his bed.

It was a horrible sight.

"What, jealous?"

Feng Wushang deliberately used ambiguous words and murmured.

"I'm jealous of you big-headed ghost, give up, I won't go with you, I, Murong Jiujiu, only love Baili Yuhua in my life," Murong Jiujiu said through gritted teeth.

However, Feng Wushang provoked an incomparably mocking sneer: "Love? What is love? Love in the world is always like a flower in a mirror, the moon in the water, today he loves you, maybe he won't love you tomorrow, it's not as good as I promise you as a regular wife. It's really... maybe."

Feng Wushang paused, his eyes suddenly said jokingly: "Perhaps he is having sex with the woman next to him right now."

"You are talking nonsense."

"Do not believe?"

Feng Wushang looked at her with a smile, and said, "How was my illusion just now?"

Illusion?That's right, what Feng Wushang used to deceive her just now was not the ordinary disguise technique, but the illusion technique, to be precise, not only the illusion technique, but he also knew that he was a member of the Moon Spirit Clan.

Is it...

"Are you from the Jade Soul Clan?"

The Jade Soul Clan came from Xiyue, and the Feng family and Xiyue have long been the same family, Murong Jiujiu would have guessed this.

Feng Wushang nodded her forehead approvingly, "Smart, you are so sensitive to see through my illusion because you have the blood of the Moon Spirit Race, but I don't know if Baili Yuhua has such good luck? If he If you can mistake any woman you love with a careful face, then he is not worthy to be your husband."

"You sent someone to pretend to be me? Who?"

Murong looked at Feng Wushang in shock for a long time.

Knowing that she was in a hurry, Feng Wushang slowed down instead, and said after a long time: "I have to say, Jiujiu, you chose a very troublesome husband. Last night, at least two women approached me, hoping that I could cooperate with me. Going to Baili Yuhua's bed, you probably know who these two people are without mentioning them? But I only agreed to one of them, Gong Xueqing from the Gong family."

"The Gong family still refuses to give up. Why?"

Murong widened his eyes incomprehensibly for a long time.

Feng Wushang curled his lips into a smile, "You really don't know anything, but today, for the sake of being well-behaved, I will tell you that Baili Yuhua's fate is extremely strange, and his descendants are destined to be emperors. "

"What did you say?"

This answer undoubtedly surprised Murong Jiujiu again, and then a sentence quickly flashed through her mind, "The north produces demons, the east produces nobles, the west produces kings, and the south produces emperors."

And Baili Yuhua's hometown is Mingli Kingdom in the south.

Originally, Murong Jiujiu didn't really believe in the so-called fate, but after experiencing so much and seeing so much, there were many reasons why she didn't believe that Ruo Baili Yuhua's descendants were destined to be emperors.

Then the careful planning of the Gong family and Liu Yunhuan made sense.

They are not for Baili Yuhua, but for being able to conceive Baili Yuhua's child, the future emperor of this land!
At the beginning, in Dongyue, it seemed that Gong Xueman had also designed to conceive Baili Yuhua's child... really deliberate and ambitious.

(End of this chapter)