Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 426 Sleeping Nightmare
For a moment, they were completely confused and forgot their original mission, and they begged for mercy loudly: "Patriarch, please forgive me, please forgive me, this slave didn't mean to..."

"The slave was hinted by the princess that she wanted to kill the mistress... I beg the master to kill the slave and spare the slave's family..."

"Yes, we are all ordered by the princess. The princess said that as long as we are willing to die for her, she will reward our family members. The servant was also confused for a while, so he tried to offend the mistress..."

All kinds of pleading voices can be heard endlessly.

Hearing this, Princess Yuran's complexion changed drastically, and her heart felt even more guilty. Although Feng Wushang did have the power to kill the whole family in Xishan, she rarely gave such orders.

But today there is no hesitation.

Mr. Zhao and Mrs. Feng looked extremely ugly for a while, but they didn't show any intention of begging for mercy.

Today, Yuran was impulsive, not only the mistress of the new respect, Murong Jiujiu, but more importantly, he offended the majesty of the Patriarch, so someone must pay the same price today.

Exterminating the five clans who can't see the situation clearly is already considered light.

After thinking about it, guards had already come up and dragged down those servants and maidservants who were crying for mercy, forming a scene of crying, and Yuran knelt in front of these people.

She didn't look back.

But his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Go to the palace and report to His Majesty, saying that the Feng family's Yu Ran has lost his morals today, and it is better not to take the position of princess in the future... If you drag it down, you will be punished for thirty, and the matter will be over."

Feng Wushang said indifferently.

Yu Ran trembled, her eyes were red from crying, and she looked at him with grievance and complaint.

The position of the princess was originally given to the Feng family, but now the head of the Feng family is furious, and the revocation is also revoked. As for the thirty sticks of responsibility, it is neither serious nor light.

It can be considered that Feng Wushang took it easy for Zhao Lao's face, so everyone could only silently acquiesce.

Only Yu Ran, full of anger, suddenly growled regardless of his identity: "Brother Wushang, how could you order someone to beat me, just because of such a bitch..."

"Yu Ran," Zhao Lao shouted angrily, "You can call the Patriarch's name whatever you want."

In the past, she always called him Brother Wushang, but the Patriarch didn't say anything, it was because Yu Ran was young and didn't pursue it, but today she caused a catastrophe, and from now on, the Patriarch, to her, will be the real Patriarch.

"I'll be talking nonsense in the future."

In the end, Mr. Zhao gave a warning, and Yuran was already crying silently.

"Okay, since we're done, let's go."

Madam Feng sighed, although she disapproved before that Feng Wushang went to war for Murong Jiujiu, but after thinking about it carefully, it really has something to do with his son's prestige in the clan.

Don't say that what he brought back today is a person, even a dog, and no one can tell what to do.

In Xishan, in the Feng family, the majesty of the Patriarch is as big as the sky.

However, when thinking of Murong Jiujiu who was lying in Qixia Hall at the moment, Mrs. Feng still couldn't help but frowned worriedly, because she still didn't understand the real purpose of her son respecting her as his mother.

Besides, from the first time she saw that woman, Mrs. Feng had an ominous premonition, which is the most special intuition of a woman.

"I know what mother is going to ask?"

However, Feng Wushang saw through Madam Feng's mind, and explained bluntly and bluntly: "She is the wife that Uncle has set for me, the wife of destiny, and cannot be changed."

Arbor.

The last generation of sacrifices in Xishan Sacrificial Academy.

But he has been dead for many years.

Although most of the sacrifices in the past dynasties came from the Feng family, they seldom interfered with the internal affairs of the Feng family.

"Unexpectedly, it's just that she's already married..."

"This has nothing to do with me, all I want is a destined wife," Feng Wushang had already turned around indifferently, since Mrs. Feng got the answer she wanted.

There is no need to stay.

Overnight, the Qixia Hall, where there were people kneeling just now, turned into a cold and solemn hall in the blink of an eye.

But in Qixia Hall, there was a tense atmosphere at the moment, because after Murong Jiujiu was rescued, the situation didn't improve at all, but developed a high fever instead.

The whole face was burnt to pale pink.

The tightly closed lips and teeth seemed to be restless in sleep, trembling constantly, as if they wanted to shout something, but were restrained by the nightmare, so they could only tremble uneasy like this.

"Mother."

Qingyan worriedly kept using a cold towel to help Murong Jiujiu cover his hot forehead.

"Yu..."

"What do you want to say, mistress?"

Since Murong Jiujiu reacted in a coma just now, she has been wanting to say something, but because of the high fever, she has been unable to speak clearly, so Qingyan can't help but put her ear on it.

Ask again carefully: "What does the mistress want to order?"

"Yu... Yu, Yu Hua..."

"Homeowner."

At this moment, there was the sound of saluting from behind, Qingyan hurriedly stood up again, turned around and bowed to Feng Wushang, "Servant, servant..."

"It's not your fault today."

Although Feng Wushang was furious today, he also knew that the crime was no longer innocent, and he did not pursue it. With a pair of gloomy eyes, he just looked at the huge golden nanmu bed so firmly.

Murong Jiujiu who is being tortured.

Of course he also knew what she was chanting all the time, it should be Baili Yuhua's name, and the person she misses most now should be Baili Yuhua.

For some reason, thinking of this, Feng Wushang felt a strange feeling in his heart again.

"Yu... Yu..."

Murong Jiujiu was still in the nightmare, murmuring uneasily.

In any case, her catastrophe today was caused by his negligence in the end, Feng Wushang wanted to take the initiative to step forward, stretching out his hand to calm Murong's uneasiness for a long time.

"The head of the house can't."

Unexpectedly, Qingyan suddenly let out a cry.

"hiss……"

With a sharp neighing sound, a green snake with the thickness of an arm suddenly emerged from Murong Jiujiu's ear and stretched out from between the quilt, and it spat out its fangs viciously at Feng Wushang, baring its fangs.

Ever since Murong was injured and fell into a coma for a long time, Xiao Qing also became extremely anxious, always guarding her side.

"Patriarch, just now when the mistress was changing clothes, this holy spirit snake came in. The snake has spirit. It seems to know that the slave is taking care of the mistress, so he acquiesced in allowing the slave to be here. Just now, the master approached rashly..."

Feng Wushang waved his hand, knowing what he meant.

If there is no this snake today, Murong Jiujiu would be in danger.

Thinking that her inner strength was also sealed by his own hands, Feng Wushang's expression suddenly became bright and dark.

"Things like this will never happen again in the future."

He was dressed in black robes, standing upright in front of the huge golden nanmu bed, speaking lightly, as if he was giving instructions to the people below, or as if he was making a long promise to the unconscious Murong.

It was like making a promise to Xiaoqing.

(End of this chapter)