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

There was a hint of sarcasm in Emperor Wuming's words.

Yun Chaomu replied, "Your Highness, I trust you."

Di Wuming sneered in his heart, this woman is so hypocritical, how can she still trust him?

"What method?"

He frowned, looked a little tired, and there were faint bloodshot under his eyes.

"Your Highness, please lie down. I will give you a few acupuncture points."

Yun Chaomu said as she took out a bag of silver needles from her body. That was what she asked the housekeeper for when she went to change clothes just now.

Di Wuming raised his sword-like eyebrows, but did not say anything sarcastic this time. He lay down obediently, folded his hands on his abdomen, and slightly lowered his eyes.

Yun Chaomu was actually very tired herself, but she was worried about Chu Ling and wanted to know his whereabouts, so she couldn't sleep.

Di Wuming nodded his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids. Yun Chaomu took a look and lowered his eyes slightly, thinking that Di Wuming was truly a stunning man when he was not talking or angry.

Her hand pressed the acupuncture point on Di Wuming's head, and Di Wuming opened his eyes instantly. His eyes were stern, cold and dark. The head is the most vulnerable part of a person, and this was his subconscious reaction. If he didn't know that the person in front of him was Meng Qingge, he would have twisted the other person's neck the moment the other person touched his skull.

"The acupuncture point is on the head. Your Majesty, just relax and you will fall asleep soon."

Yun Chaomu explained.

Emperor Wuming closed his eyes again.

The relationship between the two was definitely not friendly. They restrained each other and kept secrets from each other. However, when Yun Chaomu encountered problems, he thought of Di Wuming. And a man as tyrannical and unpredictable as Di Wuming actually trusted Yun Chaomu to stick needles on his head.

Soon, Yun Chaomu found the acupuncture point and inserted three silver needles. In fact, with the help of Luo Zhen and a set of massage techniques, it was very effective in helping sleep. However, Yun Chaomu did not want to have any skin contact with Di Wuming, and was afraid that he would twist her arm, so she just gave him acupuncture.

When the silver needle entered the acupuncture point, he felt a surge of energy, and the depressed energy in his brain seemed to dissipate, making him feel a little groggy.

In the past, he could only fall asleep by taking sleeping pills when lying on the couch. Even so, he had to struggle for a while before he could fall asleep.

Unexpectedly, after Yun Chaomu had an injection, he quickly fell asleep.

In a daze, Di Wuming fell into a dream.

It was as if he had returned to that day again. The dark cave was illuminated by a tiny bit of light coming from the entrance. He was invaded by toxins, and was unconscious and hot all over. He held the woman tightly in his arms. The contact of their skin relieved his heat and pain. In the dim light, the woman sobbed and moaned, and his heart beat along with them. He had never wanted someone so badly before.

"No, no..."

"This king will marry you. What is your name..."

"Go away..."

No face could be seen, only the tender sobbing sound, the milky white skin, and the lifelike plum blossom mark on the shoulder.

"Don't go!"

He spoke anxiously, wanting to see the woman's face more clearly. With a cry of pain, he opened his eyes quickly and saw a dark tent. In the next blink, he was holding Meng Qingge's wrist tightly. The cry of pain came from her. The skin between his fingers was so delicate and tender that it turned red. He reacted and shook off Yun Chaomu's hand.

"How long has the king slept?"

he asks.

Yun Chaomu swallowed her anger. She had no idea what had happened to Di Wuming. She was sleeping soundly when he suddenly grabbed her wrist, so tightly that it seemed to crush her bones.

"Most of an hour."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

Di Wuming pinched his brows and was about to speak when he heard the guards outside reporting, "Master, our people are back."

Yun Chaomu stood up quickly, looking anxious.

"how?"

Emperor Wuming spoke.

"Master, our people have already investigated clearly. Young Master Chu is not in their hands. According to the clues, he should have escaped, but I don't know where he is hiding now."

There was the sound of cold wind outside.

Yun Chaomu let out a long breath, it would be good if he could just escape.

"Did you hear that? This Kyoto city is not big, but it's not small either. The east, west, north, and west city could all be his hiding places. It will be difficult for you to find him tonight unless he shows up on his own initiative."

The Emperor has no dark ways.

When Yun Chaomu heard this, he knew that Di Wuming was right, but he was still anxious because neither Yun Qianqian nor Xiao Zhan would easily give up the clue of Chu Ling. Now that Aunt Liu was in Prince You's Mansion, how could he let Chu Ling know about this?

"I understand. Thank you, Your Majesty, for tonight."

Emperor Wuming raised his sword-like eyebrows and heard her say, "Meng Qingge, you care about Chu Ling very much. The more you do this, the more I want to know what secrets you have. How about we make a deal?"

Yun Chaomu looked at Di Wuming with alertness, "What is the deal that the prince is talking about?"

The next moment, Di Wuming leaned forward, staring at her lazily with his phoenix eyes, and said with a hint of temptation, "Tell me your secrets, and I will escort you no matter what you want to do in the capital city of Dayong, how about that?"

The voice was lazy and casual, but the eyes were deep like a whirlpool that wanted to suck people in, extremely tempting.

Yun Chaomu was almost bewitched. The next moment, she regained consciousness and shook her head violently, "Your Highness, you are joking. What secrets can a servant have?"

"is it?"

Emperor Wuming asked back, his tone clearly showing disbelief.

Yun Chaomu lowered his eyes and remained silent. Di Wuming also did not speak. For a moment, the room was silent, with only the sound of the two people's intertwined breathing, which made the atmosphere even more awkward.

"Your Highness, the disordered poisonous veins in your body prevent you from getting a good rest. I will make you a few doses of medicine in two days. Combined with acupuncture, it will allow Your Highness to sleep more peacefully at night."

Yun Chaomu said.

How could Di Wuming not hear that she was trying to change the subject? Looking at her lowered brows, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Meng Qingge, you really are..."

What is it really?

Di Wuming didn't say anything, and Yun Chaomu didn't ask, but they were just not good things to say.

Indeed, if Di Wuming had not helped her, she would never have taken the initiative to please Di Wuming. But no matter what, whether it was the assassination of Yun Qianqian or the taking in of Aunt Liu, it was indeed Di Wuming who helped her.

Di Wuming is a dangerous person. The more he owes, the more he will be asked to pay back. Yun Chaomu felt inexplicably heavy in her heart. She looked at Di Wuming leaning on the couch, with only a thin blanket covering his waist. Thinking of his lame legs, Yun Chaomu paused and said, "Your Majesty, let me help you take a look at your legs."