"Mr. Tang, the miracle doctor, come quickly, Mr. Tang, the master is awake!"
My father-in-law and I brought water into the tent and shouted out the door.
After a while, an old man who was as skinny as a monkey came in with a pipe in his mouth.
He came closer to the tent, looked at the people inside, and muttered: "Did you wake up and faint again?"
It was like this before. I only woke up for a moment, but it was almost as if I hadn't woken up. I was confused and fell asleep again after a while.
It's like being trapped in a nightmare.
Old Man Tang got into the tent, looked down, and met a pair of cold and gloomy eyes.
He looked at the person on the bed and raised his eyebrows: "Oh! I'm really awake!"
It's rare, this kid seems to be quite sane.
Lao He on the side took a spoon and fed water little by little into the thin lips of the person on the bed.
His eyes were red and he was almost in tears: "Little master, you finally woke up, just wake up, just wake up!"
The previous doctor Zheng of the imperial hospital and the miraculous doctor Tang Lao had both said so.
Although the master's injuries were serious, it was more like he was in a nightmare and it was difficult to wake up.
Although he fell asleep when he was first injured, the blood Gu can repair his heart, but if he goes too far, he will never go too far. If he continues to sleep like this, something will happen.
"How...how long have I slept?" the person on the bed asked in a hoarse voice.
The constant fever made his throat dry.
Old Man Tang stuffed a pill into his mouth and gave it to him: "It's been more than two months, and you're feeling groggy."
"Two months..." He closed his eyes, his pale face showing a tired look.
It has been so long, he always felt like he was dreaming.
Recurring nightmares, the abyss of hell opens its mouth and spits out countless corpses and evil spirits in a bloody river.
He has been wandering around the world and hell with a long sword in his hand.
He saw many people and ghosts, holding a knife and constantly struggling between killing and being killed, and often dreamed back to the dream of his youth in the palace.
The strange things made him extremely tired.
He looked at the bloody river leading to hell at his feet, and thought countless times that maybe it wouldn't matter if he was swallowed.
Until he unexpectedly walked to a palace and met the elder sister Xiao...
She was still wearing a plain white dress, sitting by the window. When she heard him come in, she turned around and said calmly——
Little Aqiao, you shouldn't be here. You've stayed long enough. It's time to go back. Ruoruo is waiting for you.
He trembled slightly and wanted to ask his eldest sister something, but suddenly he felt heartache unbearable and like a burning fire.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already...two months later?
"What about her..."
He spoke hoarsely again, reaching out and gently covering his chest.
He didn't know why, but he felt a little uncomfortable and a little flustered.
Old Man Tang raised his hand rudely and slapped him on the forehead, causing his brain to break——
"Are you talking about that little girl? She saw you dead and was taken back to someone else to be a mother-in-law, oh, no, a princess!"
The person on the bed instantly frowned and looked at him coldly: "You... lied!"
Old Man Tang asked people to come in and prepare to change the dressing, while he laughed evilly——
"Don't you know yet? The news in the palace is that King Xiao Jingnan kidnapped Concubine Ming and took her back to become Princess Jingnan. Shangguan Hongye was so angry that he wanted to kill someone!"
In other words, he was almost so angry that he ordered troops to go into battle!
After all, even though she was not a royal concubine, but she was still an equal wife, she ran away and "eloped" with someone.
How can Shangguan Hongye not be angry with such a big "cuckold"? This chapter has been completed!
