After the violent wolf lord was reborn, he became sickly!

The skin under his hands was smooth and soft, trembling slightly. Tuoba Jin's eyes became more and more fierce as he stared at the pair of eyes that were still closed.

The chains connecting the bedposts made crisp metallic sounds, and the talisman paper prayer streamers hanging on them swayed gently in the sound of bells.

The beauty panicked and pushed away Tuoba's hand, curled up in the corner like a newborn animal, with a hint of confusion and curiosity in her panic.

Tuoba Jin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the man quietly.

When his eyes swept over the nest of luminous pearls, broken jade and pearls on the carpet after she stood up, his eyes darkened.

There was a sense of depression in the air. The beauty licked her lips, looked down at her own hand, then glanced at the other person's clean wrist, and tilted her head in confusion.

After a long time, she saw that the other party was still standing there, so she moved her eyes to the exposed treasure, and moved over carefully, holding the corner of the quilt with both hands.

The chains rustled as she moved.

Tuoba Jin's deep gaze followed her all the time. He watched as the curiosity in her eyes faded away, and only a strange wariness remained.

Mentioning him, Zhao Zhao, and the little bastard couldn't wake her up, but she reacted when Chang Hui was mentioned in her ear a few times.

When I woke up, I didn't recognize him at all.

He chuckled and clenched his fists.

Seeing that the man immediately shrank back after he made a sound and stared at him nervously, Tuoba Jin became even more angry.

He stared at her gloomily, with fire in his phoenix eyes.

"When did you wake up?"

he asks.

The already nervous person became even more nervous. He looked at him with a tense expression, his clear almond-shaped eyes blinking.

Suddenly, her delicate eyebrows frowned, and she pointed at his mouth, which had just opened and closed, in confusion, then raised her hand to touch her lips and ears.

Tuoba Jin waited for a while, and seeing her confused expression, he laughed angrily.

He climbed onto the couch, half-knelt and approached her, his narrow eyes slightly raised, his pupils dark and deep, his gaze fierce and terrifying,

"You don't understand? Really?"

He repeated it in Southern Liang dialect.

I still underestimated her ability to make people angry. Really, I gave her chances again and again, and she disappointed me again and again.

I completely wiped him out of my mind.

"You and I."

“Help me—!”

Tuoba Jin held down the person who wanted to run, covered her mouth, and held her in his arms.

With their skin touching, the endless flow of vitality made his feet, which had been hanging in the air in his heart, finally step on solid ground.

Looking at her frightened eyes, Tuoba Jin's Adam's apple rolled heavily and he asked in a vicious voice: "Don't you recognize me?"

The little girl had been in a coma for a long time and had no strength to struggle. The strong and powerful aura of this man made her legs even weaker and more frightened. She froze in his arms, not daring to move, and blinked weakly.

"What about Chang Hui?"

His tone became more serious.

The little girl's body was shaking involuntarily, but this familiar name made her eyes light up, and she stared at him with watery eyes.

Tuoba Jin's teeth were about to break, his dark eyes captured every expression of the woman in his arms, his eyes were blazing, and his handsome face became more and more evil and beautiful.

After a while, before he could explode, the woman started to sob, struggled to cover her head, and stuttered out words.

"It hurts. I feel so uncomfortable..."

Some things kept pouring into her head. She didn't want to accept them, but they kept stuffing them in, making her feel like she was about to explode.

She waved her hands and hit herself repeatedly, trying to cover up the pain with other pains.

"Yue'er, Yue'er."

Tuoba Jin had not expected her to be like this, and hurriedly held down her hands, holding her in his arms, and with one hand he pulled the bell beside the bed to summon the imperial physician.

In order to take care of her more conveniently, Tuoba Jin specially set up an imperial hospital a few steps away from the palace to prevent any emergencies.

When the imperial physician came, he dared not look around. As he stepped over the scattered clothes on the ground, he thought to himself: If the Wolf Lord really wants to solve the problem, can't he just hold a palace selection? Those ministers are clamoring every day, just to send their daughters to the palace. This lady is now a living dead, and the Wolf Lord is young and energetic. This...

"She just woke up and forgot about me. I casually asked someone else and she seemed to have some impression. Then she cried out in pain and fell asleep again." Tuoba Jin said coldly with an ugly look on his face.

He took Xiao Linglang's arm out and let the imperial physician feel her pulse through the gauze curtain.

When the imperial physician heard that the person lying there had woken up, his eyes widened at first. Every imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital knew the situation of this empress when she was brought back by the Wolf Lord, and they were all helpless. Now that she had lived for another two years, she had only been taking medicine every day to nourish herself and was always hanging on for life.

This wakes up...

This is a miracle! He excitedly went forward to see what was going on. This symptom was not mentioned in medical books.

Is he going to leave his glorious mark on this medical art?

"how?"

The man's tone was cold and if you listened carefully, there was an almost imperceptible tremor in it.

After taking the patient's pulse, the imperial physician took a step back and bowed.

Serious with excitement.

"Reporting to the Wolf Lord, the Queen may have been asleep for too long, and her memory is forgotten. She can't remember it for the time being. When the Queen's condition stabilizes, she may be able to remember the Wolf Lord."

"How is her recovery?"

The man continued to ask questions.

"Uh..." The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, organizing his words, "Your Majesty was seriously injured when she gave birth to the princess, and her foundation was weaker before. From what I have felt your pulse, your Majesty's current condition is much better than expected."

"Is it much better than expected?" Tuoba Jin asked coolly.

The legs of the imperial physician trembled under his robe, and he wiped the cold sweat with his sleeves. He thought that the empress was about to die. The scene in the hall was indeed misleading.

After making up his mind, the imperial physician bowed and said, "Your Majesty is now awake. We need to modify the prescription we wrote earlier and prescribe a new dose for you."

"Yeah." The person in the tent responded.

Square gauze curtains hung down from the high beams, completely covering the jade bed. The imperial physician raised his eyes and took a peek. Having checked the empress's pulse so many times, they seldom got a glimpse of what was going on inside the tent. They could only see the heavy gold chain on her jade-like wrist.

I didn't expect that those wizards who pretended to be ghosts actually had some skills and could trap people and bring them back.

Before leaving, the imperial physician was in a trance for a moment and spoke fluently.

"Lord Wolf, I have something to remind you of."

"Ah."

Tuoba Jin lowered his head and bit Xiao Linglang's lips.

"Your Majesty has just woken up. If you are favored, you may not be able to bear it for a while."

Tuoba Jin paused after his deep penetration, raised his head, and spoke in an icy voice.

"roll."

"As you wish, I'll take my leave!" The imperial physician immediately ran out, crawling and rolling, carrying the medicine box.

The palace door closed, and the room became dark again. Tuoba Jin pinched the chin of the person in his arms, lowered his eyes, pressed the mechanism on the side of the bed, and temporarily loosened the chain on her hand, allowing her to lie more comfortably in his arms.

Even if you can't bear it, you have to let him bear it. You owe him so much in your past and present lives. He is not a monk.