Reborn from the bottom of the coffin, the miracle doctor and the ugly concubine fight against the wo

Chu Zhao was startled and quickly turned his head to look, and saw Murong Xiao falling to the ground with a sallow face.

Fortunately, Beiyuan was there to hold him in time, preventing him from falling off the horse.

"Princess, look what happened to the prince?" Beiyuan shouted eagerly.

Qi Fengshan was also extremely anxious and urged Chu Zhao to quickly show it to the prince.

Chu Zhao turned sideways, grabbed Murong Xiao's wrist and felt his pulse, and then said: "It's okay, the prince is just too tired. Beiyuan, come and ride with the prince. Help the prince, let's enter the city quickly."

"Ah?" Beiyuan looked at her, then at Murong Xiao, and hesitated: "Both the subordinates and the prince are quite heavy. I'm afraid the horse won't be able to bear it after running all night."

"What should we do?" Chu Zhao said, "If you don't support him, he will fall."

Qi Fengshan frowned and thought: "How about the princess? She has good riding skills and is light. She can also observe the prince's situation at any time."

Chu Zhao: "...Okay, this is the only way."

She turned over and dismounted, then got on Murong Xiao's horse. She leaned Murong Xiao's body in her arms, held him in one hand and held the reins in the other, and rode towards the city.

"Dear fellow villagers, the prince was injured in the battle and needs to return to the city for treatment as soon as possible. Please move out of the way so that we can pass smoothly." She shouted loudly while riding her horse.

When the people saw the princess riding on the same horse as the prince, and holding the prince in their arms, the people were worried about the prince, but they couldn't help but want to laugh, and they stepped aside to make way for her to pass.

In the arms of the princess, the prince looks like a weak and delicate wife who cannot take care of herself!

If you ignore the weed-like beard on his face.

Behind him, Xu Hui, Ah Ao, Zhang Xingzhou, and Xie Chengfeng were all dumbfounded, with different expressions.

Qi Fengshan looked at the backs of the two of them and smiled like an old mother: "Beiyuan, why are you so stupid? Why don't you lead the way for the princess?"

"Ah, yes!" Beiyuan reacted and was so happy that he chased after him happily.

See, he said that the more embarrassed the prince was, the more distressed the princess would be. The prince still didn't believe him and blamed him.

You should believe it this time, right?

When the prince wakes up, it's time to reward him and Mr. Qi.

Murong Xiao was actually not completely unconscious.

It was true that he was exhausted, but just now his vision went dark, and when he was about to fall into unconsciousness, Beiyuan gave him a sudden lift, holding his injured arm, which made him wake up again from the pain.

The reason why he didn't react immediately was because he felt it was embarrassing. Later, when he heard Beiyuan suggested that Chu Zhao ride with him, he simply went along and pretended to be unconscious.

I thought Chu Zhao would have to struggle for a while before agreeing to ride a horse with him, but she didn't expect that she agreed immediately.

It seems that Ah Zhao really cares about him!

Murong Xiao was so happy that he leaned his head on Chu Zhao's shoulder, closed his eyes tightly, and tried his best to press the corners of his lips to prevent himself from smiling.

Although Chu Zhao was still wearing a military uniform and it was not very comfortable to lean on it, he still got as close to her as possible and pressed against her, feeling extremely at ease and comfortable.

Even the fresh wind blowing in the face is not so biting, it is as refreshing as the spring breeze blowing on the face.

Chu Zhao was concentrating on riding the horse and did not notice Murong Xiao's little movements. He only wanted to get to the place quickly so that he could be treated.

Not far from the city gate, there is a large courtyard that a wealthy family in the city took the initiative to use for the generals of the Jingnan Army.

Chu Zhao followed Beiyuan into the yard, reined in the reins, and asked Beiyuan to dismount first and pick up Murong Xiao.

Beiyuan called a few guards and carried Murong Xiao directly to the bedroom.

Chu Zhao then followed and quickly ordered Beiyuan to fetch hot water, light a brazier, prepare clean cloths, and bring over a military doctor's medicine box.

Beiyuan responded one by one and ordered people to prepare things.

Chu Zhao took off his military uniform, wearing only the white underwear underneath, washed his hands with hot water, and walked to the bed to check on Murong Xiao's condition.

Murong Xiao felt Chu Zhao's warm little hands touching his face and body. It was itchy and comfortable, and he couldn't help but want to open his eyes.

But he had never pretended to be comatose before, and he didn't know when it was appropriate to wake up. He was afraid that if he woke up early and Chu Zhao would see the flaw, he had to close his eyes tightly.

But he didn't know that the more this happened, the more his eyelashes trembled, and Chu Zhao soon discovered the clues.

Chu Zhao stared at his eyes calmly for a while, convinced that he was pretending to be unconscious. He couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and reached out to squeeze his injured arm slightly.

"Hiss!" Murong Xiao gasped in pain and opened his eyes suddenly.

Chu Zhao leaned over and asked, holding back his laughter, "Your Majesty, are you awake?"

Murong Xiao felt very guilty. He blinked and asked with a confused look on his face: "Azhao, where is this king?"

Chu Zhao: "..."

Is this guy still pretending to be addicted?

"The prince was unconscious outside the city gate just now. It was Beiyuan who brought you back." Chu Zhao said.

Murong Xiao was stunned and said subconsciously: "Isn't it you?"

"How did the prince know it was me?" Chu Zhao asked.

Murong Xiao suddenly blushed.

Fortunately, his face had been badly damaged by the northern wind and snow during this period, and because of his unshaven beard, it was not obvious how red he was.

"Azhao, my wound hurts so much." He avoided answering Chu Zhao's question, pointed at his injured arm and said aggrievedly, "Azhao, my arm is not really disabled, is it?"

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if it's disabled. I will help the prince to amputate the leg." Chu Zhao picked up the saw used for amputation in the medicine box. "The prince knows my skills and I guarantee that the amputation will be perfect for him."

Murong Xiao was startled, and his eyes widened, matching his unshaven face, like a frightened savage.

what?

He just changed the topic, why did he involve amputation?

He also said that he would cut it perfectly, but it was already cut, so how could it be perfect?

"No, Azhao, my injury is not that serious, it just hurts a little." He said guiltily, showing a flattering smile to Chu Zhao.

Chu Zhao also smiled at him, but his smile was very sinister. He shook the saw in his hand and said, "I am the doctor. I have the final say. The prince is in a coma. It must be caused by the worsening of the wound. If the prince wants to save his life, he must endure the pain." Just give up love."

"No, it's not getting worse, and I'm not in a coma." Murong Xiao said anxiously, even supporting the bed with one hand and struggling to sit up, "Look, nothing happened to me. Just now, my eyes went dark. It was Beiyuan. Making such a fuss makes me have no choice but to resort to tricks..."

"..." Beiyuan walked in with two sets of clean clothes. When he heard this, his eyes widened in shock.

What is the prince doing?

Hao Hao actually pretended to be unconscious to deceive everyone, and even put the blame on him.

It's a pity that he was so worried about the prince before. It was a mistake to pay the favor.

Such a good prince, why did he become so stupid when he saw the princess?