Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 432 Arsenic Tenderness
Surrounded by guards and maids, seeing the scene in front of them, they all seemed to be seeing aliens. Their majestic and inviolable patriarchs would speak so softly?
But immediately they realized that this should not be seen, and they all knelt on the ground in fright.

"The subordinates didn't see anything."

"The servant didn't see anything either."

But Murong Jiujiu didn't dare to look up, her face was as red as if she had applied rouge, probably if there was a crack in the ground, she would immediately crawl in.

Feng Wushang finally couldn't help it, and smiled evilly: "I thought a woman like you wouldn't be shy..."

After saying that, he exerted strength with one hand, and directly carried the exclaimed Murong Jiujiu on his shoulders, and carried them all the way into Qixia Hall. Wherever he passed, the guards and servants did not dare to show their air.

"If you ignore me again, I will leave."

"Wu Shang, don't go."

Murong Jiujiu finally raised his head, his clear eyes were full of dependence on him.

Just like a newborn child, the first thing he sees is a lifetime attachment.

Feng Wushang pinched her face, her handsome face, this smile seemed meaningful: "As long as you obey me obediently from now on, I will not leave, and will always be with you."

"It's a word."

At this moment, Qing Yan and the others finally got up, but they brought a bowl of black soup medicine from outside, and brought it to Murong Jiujiu, "Mistress, it's time to drink the medicine."

"Why should I take medicine?"

She just lost her memory and her health was not very bad, so the medicine was stopped the next day after waking up.

Just when he was wondering, he saw Feng Wushang had already picked up the medicine bowl, and said: "This is not an ordinary medicine, it can make your body recover faster, why, just now you said you want to listen to me, but now you won't listen. "

"I listen."

Murong Jiujiu took the medicine bowl and drank it without hesitation.

"Bitter?"

"bitter."

Murong Jiujiu frowned and nodded.

Feng Wushang immediately hugged her gently and dotingly, and carefully fed her candied fruit one by one, but in his mind, the words he said when he found Dr. Lin in the morning emerged.

He wanted Murong Jiujiu to never recover his memory.

Doctor Lin told him that there is indeed a medicine that can prevent Murong Jiujiu from recovering her memory, but the medicine is three-point poisonous. While this medicine suppresses Murong Jiujiu's memory, it will also greatly harm her body.

However, Feng Wushang chose this medicine without any hesitation.

He didn't want Murong Jiujiu to recover his memory.

What he can't get, he will never let others get it, especially Baili Yuhua.

In the next few days, the Qixia Hall became more and more lively. Why was it lively? Because the Patriarch came to Qixia Hall more diligently than before, in other words.

He doted on Murong even more for a long time.

Almost obedient.

He would come to chat with her and read books every day, or teach her how to play chess. Although Murong Jiujiu lost his memory and didn't know many things, she was very smart.

A lot of things are revealed at one point, and they are clarified as soon as they are said.

And Murong Jiujiu is more clinging to Feng Wushang than in the past, but her spirit is still not very good, sometimes she fell asleep while talking, but her hand is holding on to Feng Wushang's sleeve. loose.

Afraid of waking her up, Feng Wushang would use a dagger to cut off his sleeve, so that he could temporarily leave Qixia Hall and go about his own business, but he would always wear a brand new set of clothes before Murong Jiujiu woke up. Robe, hurry back.

Create the illusion that he never left.

Qing Yan and other maidservants, whenever they saw the Patriarch sneaking into Murong Jiujiu's bedroom with careful footsteps for fear of killing ants, they secretly laughed in their hearts.

The head of the family must love this mistress very much in his heart, just because he promised her not to let her wake up alone.

"Wu Shang."

Murong Jiujiu lazily opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw Feng Wushang who was sitting in front of her couch reading a book. Hearing this, he looked back, with a handsome and elegant face, and smiled lightly.

"Wake up, it's time to drink medicine."

With that said, Feng Wushang picked up the soup that had already been warmed on the table.

Murong Jiujiu finally frowned, his pale and delicate face was full of distress: "I have to take medicine again, I've been taking medicine for three or four days in a row, when will it be completely cured, I'm almost like a medicine jar."

"Doctor Lin said that you fell into the water and hurt your foundation. You need to take good care of it for a long time."

Feng Wushang always explained in his high-sounding but elegant tone, while serving the candied sugar water that had been prepared in advance, his movements were meticulous and his expression was gentle and happy.

Every time this happens, Murong Jiujiu becomes obsessed with watching it, and feels that no matter how bitter the medicine is, it's not so bitter anymore.

"Wushang, read to me."

After taking the medicine, Murong Jiujiu leaned on Feng Wushang's shoulder, and Feng Wushang followed her, picked up another book of folk miscellaneous notes, and read it to her page by page.

His voice is faint, extremely mellow and pleasant to hear.

Especially when he talked about some interesting places, he would learn to speak vividly and amuse Murong for a long time, just like that, half a day passed in the blink of an eye.

"Patriarch, madam, please go over."

At this time, someone communicated outside the door.

Mrs. Feng would not call her busy son if there was nothing to do, but as long as she called, there must be something to do, so Feng Wushang would not wait too long, and responded casually.

"Going?"

Looking back, it was Murong Jiujiu's eyes.

Feng Wushang laughed, and said: "Could it be that you are going to grow on my body?"

Murong Jiujiu blushed, spat at him secretly, and said pretending to be disgusted: "Whoever grows on you, if you want to go, go quickly. I will read this book by myself. In the past few days, while reading it, I remembered many words." , Maybe it will help me recover my memory."

"If so, then don't read it."

Feng Wushang snatched her book.

Murong was puzzled for a long time: "Why?"

Feng Wushang concealed the ulterior motives in his eyes, and smiled extraordinarily warmly: "It's so delicious to read alone, if you want to know anything in the future, let me read it to you."

To be honest, Wushang's voice is very nice, especially when he is studying, he is not in a hurry, it is a kind of enjoyment to the ears.

As for these words, Murong Jiujiu only took it as Wushang's doting on her, so he didn't think much about it, he just blushed and nodded in response.

Feng Wushang walked by, Murong slept for most of the day for a long time, was full early, and started wandering in the yard boredly, Xiaoqing dared to show up cautiously at this time.

After Feng Wushang's careful enlightenment these few days, she can accept Xiaoqing's existence, but sleeping alone under the quilt is still unnecessary.

Even so, for the weather-beaten and extremely worrying Xiaoqing, it is already a great blessing.

"Mistress, I heard that the plum garden is in full bloom. If you are really idle and bored, why don't we go enjoy the plum blossoms?" Chen Xiang moved closer.

(End of this chapter)