Divine Doctor Concubine

Chapter 437
"A long time..."

My ears are filled with the whistling of the cold wind, the tinkling and clanging sound caused by the rolling carriage, and the flying snowflakes, which reflect the bright sun above my head, making it extraordinarily gorgeous.

Murong Jiujiu remembered that she passed out when the carriage stopped rolling.

No obvious trauma.

So after being rescued by Feng Wushang, he woke up in the afternoon.

But the first voice she heard after waking up was from outside the tent, Feng Wushang was extremely agitated and smashed the teacup, "What did you say! She is pregnant... how is it possible?"

"Patriarch, calm down... This, I don't know what's going on... Originally, the mistress is your destined wife. With the blood curse of fate, even if you marry someone else, you can't get pregnant. Even if you do, you can't get pregnant." I can only have with you..."

But Feng Wushang has never touched Murong Jiujiu at all, how could it be his, then there is only one answer, and that is Baili Yuhua's.

"Snapped……"

Feng Wushang was extremely angry, and smashed a teacup severely.

He has always been self-restraining, no matter how angry he is, he can still behave like a big family head, but this time, he really lost his position in anger.

"What did Baili Yuhua do to her?"

"...Patriarch, the most urgent task now is to let the mistress live, or..."

"Nature is alive."

"But once she has someone else's child, the blood curse destined by you will become her life-threatening talisman... This child is connected with the life blood of the mistress. It would be too dangerous to destroy it, but the blood curse The way to undo it..."

"..."

"Wu Shang!"

Through layers of gauze curtains, Murong Jiujiu quietly opened his eyes.

There was silence for a moment.

Murong knew for a long time that the person who spoke had left, Feng Wushang slowly opened the gauze curtain and walked in, but his fair and handsome face was filled with an indescribable tiredness and complexity at the moment, There was also a faint pain.

But he tried his best to hide it.

In the end, he finally calmed down, and as usual, he smiled stiffly and said, "When did you wake up, and how do you feel?"

Murong Jiujiu had already tried his best to half stand up, looked at Feng Wushang quietly, and asked, "Where's Qingyan?"

"I found it, I still have a breath, and I'm not dead."

As if he breathed a sigh of relief, there was another moment of silence. Murong Jiujiu seemed to be brewing up some vocabulary, but he didn't come up with it for a long time, so he could only ask bluntly: "I, I'm pregnant...you, are you very angry?"

"how is this possible?"

In an instant, something flashed in Feng Wushang's eyes, but it disappeared without a trace.

He slowly walked to Murong Jiujiu's bed, sat down, and as usual, slowly grasped the jade hand on Murong Jiujiu's quilt, and the palms of the two immediately interlocked.

Strictly fit.

"We have a baby, aren't you happy?"

Feng Wushang finally raised his head, and asked with a happy and relaxed face, as if he was a new father, showing a little excitement.

"Our child? Before us..." Murong Jiujiu shrank his pupils slightly, as if he was thinking hard, but still couldn't figure it out.

"I've said it all, don't think about it if you can't remember it."

Feng Wushang gave her an annoyed look like a warning.

At this moment, Murong Jiujiu seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, his hair was disheveled, his face was white and delicate, his black and white eyes were always covered with an incomprehensible mist.

Immediately, she finally laughed, stretched out her hand to stroke her flat belly, and murmured in disbelief, "We actually have a baby!"

……

Because Murong Jiujiu was nearly assassinated in the morning and because of her pregnancy, Feng Wushang withdrew from the royal family's winter hunting in Xishan for the first time for the first time, and returned to Feng's house in the evening.

But things are far from over.

From this day on, Feng Wushang became extremely busy.

Because I only knew before that the entire southern Sichuan had been taken over by Mingli, but the next piece of news really shocked the Xishan royal family.

Mingli really used troops, and came straight to the south of Sichuan.

Receiving the full support of Southern Sichuan, the Hua family, the Su family, and Yuding Mountain, the soldiers moved swiftly, but within a few days, they were already less than a hundred miles away from Xiyue Mountain, which almost turned the Xiyue Emperor's hair white.

The Feng family, on the other hand, became the only life-saving straw for Xishan.

However, Feng Wushang's thoughts were not too much invested in it, only some confidantes of the Feng family could know that since the mistress was pregnant, the Patriarch gave orders.

Those who dig three feet must also find the Yueling tribe who disappeared in Xishan for many years.

Isn't the mistress a member of the Moon Spirit Tribe?Of course, only a few people know about this.

the other side.

As the days progressed, Mingli, who was overwhelmed by the army, finally wrote a letter, saying that the head of the Feng family, Feng Wushang, had robbed Mingli's regent princess, and had a grudge with the Feng family for taking his wife. I hope that the head of the Feng family can return it. withdraw troops.

This is in Xishan, one stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Then someone said that the mysterious Feng family mistress is the former regent of Mingli, who married the former concubine with thousands of miles of brocade red and dozens of miles of red makeup.

Before, many people only knew that Feng Wushang had brought back a wife from Mingli, but no one knew her true identity.

Mingli's biography undoubtedly caused Feng Wushang to be immediately isolated by the Xishan royal family.

Of course, with all these vicissitudes outside, not a single word of wind spread into the Feng family's mansion, let alone into the Qixia Hall of the Feng family.

Since Murong Jiujiu came back, due to her sudden pregnancy, her life has become more delicate than the previous few days, the only difference is that Feng Wushang is busier.

I was so busy that I couldn't stay in Qixia Hall for a long time.

But every time he came back, he would almost always check Murong Jiujiu's physical condition, then hold her in his arms, or read to her, or answer some silly questions from her.

But outsiders can see that the Patriarch is no longer as relaxed as he was a few days ago, he must have encountered a great difficulty, but no one dares to ask.

This afternoon.

Accompanied by Chen Xiang and Shen Yue, Murong Jiujiu was walking in the yard when he suddenly heard a burst of idiot-like laughter, which was uploaded from the wall.

Murong raised his head for a long time, and saw on the wall of Qixia Hall, squatting at some point a little beggar in ragged clothes, with disheveled hair and dirty face.

But it can also be seen that it should be a young boy.

As if there was something wrong with his mind, he squatted on the top of the wall and kept giggling at Murong Jiujiu.

But how could there be a beggar in this Feng family mansion?

Chen Xiang and Shen Yue immediately realized that something was wrong, and said lightly, "Bold, where did you come from? Why are you squatting on the wall of Feng's house, I don't want to kill you?"

But on the wall of Feng's house, is it possible that anyone can squat casually?Where is the dark guard?
Everyone is wondering.

Just listen to that little beggar looking at Murong Jiujiu and saying: "Hey, I'm here to see you, your name is Murong Jiujiu... Hey, you look better than me, like a doll, a real sign."

He showed admiration.

(End of this chapter)