Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

At this time, the guard Leng Feng came hurriedly and reported.

He woke up in a cup of tea. Xiao Jue's physical condition was still very good.

There was a flash of anxiety in Yun Chaomu's eyes, but this urgency was not directed at Xiao Jue, but he wanted him to release Chu Ling and Aunt Liu.

"Let's go there together."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

Yun Chaomu nodded, and the two of them returned to Ningyang Courtyard. After entering the house, Old Wang just came out, "Prince, little girl Meng."

"How is King Han?"

"You need to rest. Your vitality is seriously damaged. The reversed energy hurt your heart meridian. Today you were injured by the sword. You are seriously injured, but your life is no longer in danger. You must not be too sad or overly emotional. You need to rest for about a month before you can recover."

Although Old Wang had been held hostage by Prince Han before and did not have a good impression of Prince Han, but as a doctor, he would do his best when it came to matters of life and death.

What's more, there is a huge difference in their status. Prince Han is of noble status, and nothing must happen to him in Prince You's mansion.

"I know this."

Emperor Wuming nodded.

"This old minister will go down and boil the medicine first."

Emperor Wuming waved his hand.

Yun Chaomu felt complicated and painful when he heard this.

"go in."

she said.

He raised his foot and followed Di Wuming into the house.

The room was a little dark, but the faint light coming in from the window made everything inside extremely clear. There was a candlestick on the table with a candle burning on it, which dyed the entire living room with a layer of hazy red light.

When the two entered the bedroom, they saw Xiao Jue leaning on the bed in a white shirt. He had his eyes lowered and looked very weak and pale. When he heard the voice, he raised his head and saw Di Wuming and Yun Chaomu walking in together. The two figures holding hands looked extremely well-matched, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

For a moment, none of the three people in the room spoke a word.

The suffocating silence enveloped everyone.

"Why don't you kill me?"

The next moment, Xiao Jue spoke.

"Kill you and get yourself into trouble?"

Without waiting for Yun Chaomu to speak, Di Wuming said sarcastically.

Xiao Jue leaned on the bed, raised his eyes, and heard Di Wuming say, "You should have understood what Old Wang said just now. It's best not to get excited, otherwise your life will be in danger. What I mean is that even if you want to die, don't die in my house."

Emperor Wuming spoke bluntly.

The two of them had already fallen out, and they didn't even want to pretend anymore.

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Xiao Jue said coldly.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yun Chaomu. She stood there, meeting his gaze without dodging at all. Thinking of how she stabbed him with the sword but finally let go of her hand, he pursed his lips and felt the wound on his chest hurt even more.

There was pain in his eyes, as he knew that the person who treated him after he fell unconscious was Old Wang, one of Di Wuming's men. In other words, Mu'er didn't even want to treat him.

They have actually come to this point.

"Prince Han, where are Chu Ling and Aunt Liu imprisoned by you?"

The clouds asked morning and evening.

She was really worried.

Xiao Jue pursed his lips and said nothing, but his heart was filled with sadness and pain. Was this the only connection left between them? Could he only threaten her with the lives of the people she cared about?

"They're fine."

After a long time, Xiao Jue said.

Yun Chaomu finally let go of the anger he had been holding.

knock knock knock.

"Your Highness, someone from the Meng family came and said that Miss Meng should return home. The imperial edict from the palace has come down."

The butler's report came from outside.

Yun Chaomu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Di Wuming, "Your Majesty, I will go back first."

"Okay, I'll send someone to take you there."

"No need, the Meng family should have driven a carriage here."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

The conversation between the two people fell into Xiao Jue's eyes. He curled his fingers tightly and couldn't breathe uncomfortably. What kind of person is Di Wuming? He is not interested in women, has a violent temper, and is so arrogant that he doesn't take anyone seriously. However, he is so patient to accompany a woman, listen to her talk, and even thoughtfully suggests sending a carriage.

I can only say that I really fell in love with it.

Yes, his Mu'er was a very good person.

"Okay, let Leng Yu follow you and be careful on the road."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

Yun Chaomu nodded, then looked at Xiao Jue and said, "Prince Han, the relationship between you and me is a predestined one from our previous life. From the moment I died, there is no Yun Chaomu in this world anymore, and I am now Meng Qingge. Prince, let's leave it at that. You should take good care of your injuries, and don't use Chu Ling and Aunt Liu to threaten me. You know, no matter what, there is no possibility between you and me."

After Yun Chaomu finished his last words, he bowed to the two of them and walked out of the house.

Xia Xiaojue looked at her back, and his already pale face turned even paler.

It was not until the bedroom door was closed that he began to cough violently, and it looked like he couldn't stop. The corners of his eyes were bloodshot, and the grief that he had tried hard to suppress turned into a red color.

"Xiao Jue, don't die in this king's house."

Di Wuming said with a cold face and frowned.

Just as he was about to ask his subordinates to call Elder Wang over, Xiao Jue's coughing finally stopped. He gasped and looked at Di Wuming, "No, if he dies, wouldn't that help you, my royal brother?"

He sneered.

Emperor Wuming also curled his lips sarcastically.

The next moment, Xiao Jue said, "Seventh brother, the winner has not been decided until the end, and you and Mu'er are not really together yet. There is a tacit understanding between you, but there is also a bit of alienation, even the way you address each other is so unfamiliar. She calls you Prince, and you call her Qingge. But seventh brother, the emperor has been with Mu'er for fifteen years. Do you know what that true intimacy and friendship is like?

Can you imagine her with a smile on her face, her clear eyes full of affection, and her gently calling me 'Brother Ajue'?

For fifteen years, this prince cannot let go, and she cannot forget.

The seventh brother wants to take his place, but the road ahead is long and arduous."

Xiao Jue spoke a long speech in one breath, and his breathing became heavy.

Di Wuming felt that he couldn't breathe anymore. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. Didn't Xiao Jue's words just like a knife stabbing into his heart?

Although she knew he did it on purpose, she also knew that what she said was right.

He pursed his thin lips tightly. He had thought about the question of address a long time ago and even told Mu'er his courtesy name, but she still called him Prince.

He felt very depressed and miserable inside, but Di Wuming did not show it on his face. How could he let Xiao Jue make a fool of himself?

He immediately sneered, "Fourth Brother, do you think what you said will hit me?

Oh, then my brother is wrong. As my brother said, it doesn't matter if the road is long and arduous, it is better than no chance for my brother. What about you and Ah Mu having fifteen years? This king and her will have a lifetime, even in the next life. This king will always use every bit of time to bury the fifteen years you have had. It's just a matter of time, right, my brother?"