Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 413 You Can't Afford to Lose
"Good, but it's a pity that he won't come. You have been in a coma for two days, and the news of your'death' has already been sent back to Mingli. If he wanted to save you, he would have taken action a long time ago. Li is very comfortable being the regent king, and it seems that he has no intention of coming to save you?"

Feng Wushang completely ignored Murong Jiujiu's murderous gaze, and continued to be complacent.

Murong Jiujiu sneered: "Yuhua is not the kind of person who does things impulsively. He must have already planned in his heart. When the time is right, he will definitely kill every piece of you Xiyue."

Feng Wushang seemed to be fighting against her on purpose, nodded his head and said: "I don't know if it's a piece of armor or not, but now others are in Mingli, but you are in Xiyue, why don't the head of the family intentionally make out with you, let's see if he can immediately Came here from my life to save you."

With that said, he stepped forward.

Murong Jiujiu's complexion changed: "How dare you..."

Feng Wushang gave a disdainful smile: "You have already been married, so the owner of this family will not care about things that have been used by others."

"If you don't care about it, let me go."

"Not at all."

Feng Wushang smiled coldly.

Murong Jiujiu could only be angry and lose his temper, but now she can really see that Feng Wushang has no intention of who his wife is, and that he is so obsessed with the so-called destiny, it is simply a battle of will.

"What are you looking at me for? Could it be that you fell in love with my Patriarch? It's a pity that my Patriarch has already looked down on you," Feng Wushang smiled lazily, wanting to hit Murong Jiujiu all the time.

But Murong Jiujiu turned a deaf ear to it, instead showing a more contemptuous and mocking look, and said a few words, "It turns out that the head of the dignified Feng family is just a coward who can't afford to lose."

"What did you say?"

Feng Wushang's complexion changed, his eyes were as dark as night, and he looked sharply at Murong Jiujiu who was also full of disdain.

And Murong Jiujiu lived up to his expectations, and continued: "The reason why you are trying so hard to see me and take me away, I'm afraid it's not necessarily because of our destiny, right? It should be because you can't afford to lose..."

"You went to Mingli full of confidence at the beginning, thinking that you could find me, make me fall in love with you, and then take me away, but you didn't want everything to be completely different from what you thought. You were driven out of Mingli by Yuhua in a very embarrassing way Are you from southern Sichuan? You just can't afford to lose..."

Proud as a phoenix Wushang, from childhood to adulthood, even if he is not the presence of the crown prince in Xishan, it is the same. I am afraid that he has never encountered a big setback in his life.

At first, he may have been sincere and wanted to marry Murong Jiujiu to fulfill his so-called destiny.

But after that, it was a battle of wills, especially when meeting such a strong opponent as Baili Yuhua, it aroused the rebellious spirit in his bones.

He has to do what others don't let him do, to prove his strength and majesty.

Although it sounds a bit boring.

And Feng Wushang seemed to have finally pierced his mind, looking at Murong Jiujiu incomparably gloomyly, that handsome face was not as triumphant as before, but covered with a layer of cold frost.

He probably remembered his embarrassment in Baili Yuhua's hands.

And Mingli, thanks to the knife given by Murong Jiujiu.

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wushang suddenly struck like lightning, with a palm like a jade bone, and instantly grabbed Murong Jiujiu's neck, which was close at hand, and a burst of suffocating pain came.

Murong Jiujiu narrowed his eyes in pain, and then he was uncontrollably pulled in by Feng Wushang with a sullen face, and said word by word: "You're right, I really can't afford to lose, that's why I want to win." When I come back, I want to see how long Baili Yuhua can bear the hatred of taking his wife, or if he doesn't need to bear it at all, he simply acquiesced to the news of your death and married again. Anyway, I heard that in tomorrow There are as many women in the Li Kingdom who want to marry him as the carp in the river, and he has never missed you."

"You... nonsense..."

Murong Jiujiu's face was already reddened by him, if nothing unexpected happened, there should be pinch marks on his neck.

"Then let's wait and see."

Feng Wushang smiled charmingly, let go of Murong Jiujiu in his hand, then picked up the juan handkerchief beside him, carefully wiped the places that touched Murong Jiujiu bit by bit.

He continued to say softly: "Murong Jiujiu, you are my destined wife, it's not that my Patriarch has never treated you well, it's just that you don't know how to praise, don't blame me for being cruel."

Murong shrank into the corner of the car for a long time, opened a pair of angry eyes, panting heavily.

And just at this moment, the carriage under him stopped.

"Patriarch, we're here."

Outside the car, a melodious female voice sounded, making people feel like a spring breeze. Even if you don't listen carefully to this kind of voice, you can guess that the owner of the voice must be a wonderful beauty.

Feng Wushang just hummed lightly and got out of the car.

Murong Jiujiu couldn't rely on the car anymore, so he could only follow him out of the car, and after getting off the car, he could see clearly that the surrounding area was still vast, but a few steps away from the frame of the car, someone had temporarily built a shed.

Although it was only temporarily built, it is not difficult to see the fineness in the workmanship.

Inside the pavilion, there are tables and chairs, all of which are made of high-quality mahogany. On the table are exquisite dishes, silver dishes, and a pot of wine.

There were crowds of servants around, all standing with their hands down, obviously someone had come to notify in advance, so they didn't arrange all this, but what Murong didn't know for a long time.

During the two days she was in a coma, Feng Wushang actually ate every meal so delicately.

It can be seen how particular he should be in his daily life.

"The red sleeve welcomes the Patriarch back."

It was the melodious and graceful voice just now.

Murong Jiujiu also took a look at the opportunity, she was indeed a wonderful beauty, wearing a long water red dress, her black hair reached her waist, and she was wearing a small armor. The crisp breasts and slender waist are perfectly outlined.

The eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, as if pinching water.

Although she saluted with the attitude of a servant as soon as she came out, her overall demeanor was exactly like that of a young lady.

Murong Jiujiu was guessing that the person who came was Feng Wushang's concubine or something.

Seeing that the woman who claimed to be Hongxiu had already looked at Murong Jiujiu, the big watery eyes flashed a bit of strangeness at first, but immediately bowed her head and said: "I have seen the honored guest."

"She is the mistress of the Feng family," who knew that Feng Wushang reminded her lightly, with a neither cold nor cold voice.

Hong Xiu's complexion changed slightly, first he looked at the pinch mark on Murong Jiujiu's neck in surprise, then he heard what Feng Wushang said, mistress?The mistress of the Feng family.

This time, it wasn't as simple as changing her color, but she was stiff, and a trace of jealousy flashed imperceptibly in her eyes.

But it disappeared into nothing immediately, and continued to pay respects with a calm and generous face: "Hongxiu pays homage to the mistress."

Murong didn't speak for a long time, because she didn't ignore it. The hostility that this woman named Hongxiu exuded just now was just a face-to-face and a behind-the-scenes.

(End of this chapter)