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

Di Wuming snorted coldly and rolled his wheelchair directly into the inner room. He looked at Meng Qingge who was sleeping on the bed from afar, his brows becoming more and more furrowed. He himself didn't understand why he took her out of the bathroom and asked Old Wang to treat her. If it were according to his temper, he should have twisted her neck directly and thrown her at the door of Yongning Marquis' Mansion.

This audacious woman has angered him time and time again. Last time, she destroyed his innocence and fed him an unknown poison. This time, she dared to do it even more. It was enough for her to die a hundred times.

The more Di Wuming thought about it, the colder his face became. Old Wang was holding his breath and observing Di Wuming's face. Just at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the nanny brought in the medicine soup prepared in the kitchen.

"Feed her."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

He gave the order with a sullen face. He had figured it out. The reason Meng Qingge was kept alive was to make her a slave. It would be so easy to kill her. It would be more interesting to keep her alive.

The old nanny walked to the bedside with the medicine. She used to cook in the kitchen and her eyesight was blurry. She was called over by the prince temporarily. She thought she had done something wrong, but she didn't expect that she was taking care of a noble. The old nanny walked to the bedside, blew the medicine in the spoon to cool it down, and put it into Yun Chaomu's mouth.

Unexpectedly, even though Yun Chaomu was unconscious, he was still very alert and refused to open his mouth no matter what.

The old nanny was extremely anxious, but no matter how many methods she tried, the Yishao Decoction could not be fed into the patient.

Di Linghan's expression became even uglier.

A low pressure was emanating from his whole body. The colder it was, the more panicked the old lady became. Her hand trembled and the spoonful of medicine spilled.

"Step aside."

Di Ling said in a cold voice. He came to the bedside at some point, took the medicine from the old nanny, and stared at Meng Qingge's pale face. The more he looked at it, the more displeased he became. He pinched Meng Qingge's cheek with one hand, opened his mouth slightly, and then poured the medicine directly into her.

The method was so crude that the old lady and Mr. Wang gasped.

Yun Chaomu was choking and coughing, her facial features wrinkled, and she shook her head to try to avoid it, but Di Wuming's big hands were like iron clamps, not giving her any chance to resist, and he just fed her a bowl of medicine without even pouring it in.

"Isn't that enough? Go down."

She handed the empty bowl to the old nanny, who retreated with a complicated look. She was just an old maid and had no right to interfere in her master's affairs.

"Your Majesty, you..."

Old Wang was hesitant to speak. Just as he was about to say something to persuade her, he saw Di Wuming pinching Yun Chaomu's hand with greater strength, leaving two red marks on her pale cheeks.

"pain……"

With a murmur, Yun Chaomu frowned and opened his eyes.

"She only woke up after half an hour? Do I have the time to wait for her?"

Emperor Wuming sneered. Seeing this rude scene, the corners of Wang Lao's mouth twitched. What's wrong with the prince? Why treat a little girl like this? If he likes her, why is he so rude? If he doesn't like her, why does he save her? After all, in his cognition, the prince is not a nosy person.

Yun Chaomu opened her eyes in a daze, not knowing where she was. It was not until she seemed to hear Di Wuming's extremely cold voice in her ears that she shuddered and remembered everything that had happened to her before.

"Awake? If you are awake, get up and settle the score."

Emperor Wuming sneered.

Yun Chaomu's lips moved, and she felt a medicinal taste in her mouth, and her chest was a little wet. She was stunned for a moment and looked down, only to find that her wet clothes had been changed and replaced with a light purple middle coat. As if she realized something, Yun Chaomu's face changed and she covered her chest directly, "Who changed my clothes?"

His eyes were staring at Di Wuming.

"laugh."

As soon as he saw Meng Qingge's movements and expressions, Di Wuming knew what she was thinking and was furious. Didn't she think he was a lecher?

With a cold sneer, Emperor Wuming looked at her mockingly, "What do you think? Of course it's me."

After she finished speaking, Yun Chaomu's breath got stuck in her throat and she almost couldn't breathe. Endless shame and anger surged towards her. She never expected that Di Wuming would be such a shameless person, especially when she thought of the scene in the bathtub. Although she was drowsy, she still remembered him tearing her clothes.

"Emperor Wuming, you are so shameless."

She accused through gritted teeth with tears in her eyes.

The next moment, her cheek was pinched, and she looked at God Wuming with cold and vicious eyes, "I am shameless? Meng Qingge, tell me, how am I shameless? Hmm? I changed your clothes, so I am shameless? But why don't you say that you ran to my bathtub and threw yourself into my arms, huh?"

Yun Chaomu's pale face turned red with shame and anger.

She wanted to shake off Di Wuming's hand, but his big palm was like an iron clamp.

She was so angry that she opened her mouth and bit his tiger's mouth directly. She used so much force that blood came out immediately, but she didn't let go. She stared at Di Wuming with her clear eyes, and tears fell one by one. She was unwilling, hateful, and afraid. Why did everyone bully her? Why? Especially the person in front of her, he was also hateful, very hateful.

"Songzui, are you born in the year of the dog?"

Emperor Wuming was furious.

But Yun Chaomu was so angry that he wanted to bite off a piece of his flesh.

"Oh, girl, shut up! Your clothes were not changed by the prince, but by the old maid in the backyard kitchen. The prince also gave you medicine. You can't treat the prince like this."

Wang Laoben was standing behind, thinking of watching the show and taking the opportunity to see what the relationship between the two people was. He never expected that things would develop like this.

Hearing Old Wang's voice, Yun Chaomu raised her eyes and realized that there was a third person in the room. Her teeth loosened and she immediately opened her mouth, but her knuckles were bitten and bleeding, which stained her pale lips, adding a touch of tempting red.

Di Wuming looked at his own palm with gloomy eyes, the deep tooth marks on it. He smiled coldly, "Meng Qingge, you are really great."

Yun Chaomu's eyelashes trembled slightly. She pursed her lips to avoid looking at Di Wuming, but she felt a little cold in her heart. When she came to her senses, she remembered that it was she who bumped into Di Wuming directly. She lacked confidence and lost her toughness when she spoke. She just insisted, "Why is your Highness teasing me?"

"Ah……"

When Emperor Wuming saw her like this, he realized that she was putting on airs again.

He could sense a very contradictory temperament in Meng Qingge. When she was sober, she was calm, steady and dignified, like a lady brought up by an aristocratic family. She would only show her fangs and become angry when she was pushed to the limit. But as far as he knew, Meng Qingge grew up in the midst of running around and wandering. Although she had had some adventures, and might have found a master and acquired extraordinary medical skills, she should not have that kind of noble air in her bones.

"What is there about you that is worthy of my teasing? Meng Qingge, now that you are awake, should I settle all the accounts with you?"