You scumbag husband left me to a beggar? I am reborn to kill madness

Jing Feiyuan sat down on the edge of the bed and said softly, "I studied under the miraculous doctor who lives in seclusion in the world. Just charming medicine can't do anything to me."

She held Ji Wushang's hand, "Before, I was not feeling well, so I couldn't feel your pulse. Now that I'm fine, come, let me see what's going on with you tonight."

The smile on Ji Wushang's face froze slightly.

Oh yes.

His wife is a invisible doctor who can take his pulse.

It’s already very embarrassing not to lift, but now he still needs his wife to check his pulse and diagnose him. If he really doesn’t lift for the rest of his life, how embarrassing will it be for him?

Ji Wushang hesitated for a moment, and soon, with a strong heart, he gave up those distracting thoughts.

He calmly bent his legs, put his hands on his knees, and calmly invited Jing Feiyuan, "Okay, then Yuan'er, thank you for your hard work, come -"

Jing Feiyuan admired him even more when she saw that he didn't cover up or evade.

Lowering his head and putting his fingers on his wrist, Jing Feiyuan closed his eyes and called Xiaoyu in his heart.

Xiaoyu immediately checked Ji Wushang's body.

After a moment, Xiaoyu's voice sounded in Jing Feiyuan's mind——

"Master, I have checked that the prince is in very good health and has nothing wrong with him. Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to be unable to lift..."

After a pause, Xiaoyu said hesitantly, "Does he have a mental disorder?"

When Jing Feiyuan heard the words "mental disorder", his heart skipped a beat.

She quickly opened her eyes and glanced at Ji Wushang, then lowered her eyes and asked Xiaoyu in her heart -

"You mean, is he mentally ill? Is it the same as my resistance last night?"

Xiaoyu didn't answer immediately.

It checked Ji Wushang's whole body again, and then answered Jing Feiyuan.

"I checked him again and found that he is indeed not sick. I only have two guesses about his inaction -"

"My first guess is that maybe you, Master, resisted him last night. He had that reaction several times but had to force himself to endure it. After suffering like this all night, he had a mental disorder."

"The second guess is that it's the one who caused the curse again."

"The curse in his body is something I can't explain. I still haven't figured out why his curse causes him to have a mad wolf state once a month. This is an area that I can't touch, so if It’s the curse that made him stop lifting, so I must not be able to detect it.”

Jing Feiyuan's heart sank when he heard Xiaoyu's guess.

No matter which of these two possibilities it was, she was helpless.

If she caused Ji Wushang to have a mental disorder, how should she restore Ji Wushang to his original state?

She had given herself this medicine tonight, she had been so proactive and cooperative, and Ji Wushang still had obstacles for her, so what should she do?

It would be even worse if Ji Wushang's inaction was caused by a curse in his body.

Xiaoyu is just a medicine maker and can't break something as ethereal as a curse. According to Ji Wushang, perhaps only the descendants of the national master can break it——

But where should I find this descendant of the Imperial Master?

Ji Wushang has been searching for the descendants of the Imperial Master for so many years to no avail. Who knows if they will be able to find them for the rest of their lives?

trouble.

It's really a bit troublesome.

Jing Feiyuan tried his best to adjust his mood, thanked Xiaoyu, and then looked up at Ji Wushang.

She looked at Ji Wushang nonchalantly, shook her head and said, "I've checked for you. You are in good health and there is nothing wrong with you. There are only two possibilities for you to behave like this tonight - first, you have a mental illness, and secondly Second, it was the curse in your body that made you suddenly incapacitated."

She asked Ji Wushang, "Which one do you think is more likely?"

Ji Wushang was also stunned after hearing this.

Heart disease?

There is absolutely no way he is mentally ill.

He stared into Jing Feiyuan's eyes with a smile, and said slowly, "My desire to swallow you whole is still there. Even if I can't do it at this moment, I still want to hold you in my arms." You move your hands and feet, tell me, am I mentally ill?"

Jing Feiyuan was caught off guard by such a straightforward sentence. After being stunned for a moment, her cheeks suddenly turned red.

The anxiety in her heart was instantly shaken by Ji Wushang's words.

What else is there to worry about?

There is no way this person has a psychological barrier against her.

This is a deeply hidden color embryo.

She tilted her head, not daring to look at Ji Wushang's piercing eyes, and said softly, "Then, the only explanation is the curse. In the past, this curse made you go crazy once a month. Now that you are married, it will happen again." Make it impossible for you to reproduce..."

She rubbed her forehead and said, "The person who cursed you hates you so much. Does he want you to completely cut off your descendants?"

Ji Wushang had the same idea.

His damn royal brother really hated him.

But he never understood that the imperial brother could have someone give him such a vicious curse, so why not just kill him directly?

If he dies, won't it be over and there will be no more trouble?

It's a pity that he asked many times when his emperor brother was alive, and he always pretended to be stupid with him. Now that his emperor brother is dead, this is an even more unsolved mystery.

He stopped thinking about it, held Jing Feiyuan's finger tightly, put it to his lips and kissed it gently.

"Since it is determined to be a curse, I will continue to search for the descendants of the national master. Don't worry, let's live our lives normally. We will find him one day."

He stared at Jing Feiyuan with a smile and said, "As long as I am sure that I am not sick, I will feel at ease. Just in time, I can accompany Yuan'er and you will slowly get used to our existence. Maybe I can lift the curse in the future." By that time, Yuan'er, you are no longer afraid of me. By that time, you will be able to consummate your marriage with me with a smile without taking medicine...right?"

Jing Feiyuan also smiled.

She hooked Ji Wushang's neck and rubbed his chin, "Yes, maybe this is God's will. God doesn't want to give us hardships, it just wants to give us a period of getting used to each other. When we gradually become familiar with each other, we will no longer be strangers. When we fully adapt to the days of having multiple people on our pillows and fall in love with them, God will definitely let us get what we want."

Ji Wushang responded with a smile.

He turned his head, raised his hand and popped out a fine bead from his fingertips, extinguishing the dragon and phoenix candle instantly.

He gently hugged Jing Feiyuan and lay down, "That's all, since you can't do anything, then just go to sleep. Dawn is another happy day -"

Jing Feiyuan leaned against his heart and listened to the frequency of his heartbeat.

In the darkness, she secretly reached out and hugged Ji Wushang's waist, pressing herself closer to him.

Ji Wushang closed his eyes, but raised the corners of his mouth.

His broad palm gently patted Jing Feiyuan's back, and said softly, "In the days after marriage, am I different from what you thought?"

Jing Feiyuan smiled, "Yes."

Ji Wushang was stunned.

He pinched Jing Feiyuan's waist gently, bit her ear and laughed softly, "You dare to say that there is, huh? You dare to say that there is? Where is the difference? Tell me, where?"