Watching his sister leave, Lord Heiqing shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I really don't know what Xian'er is thinking. Isn't it a good idea to find a good family and marry yourself?"
Concubine Hong held the arm of Lord Heiqing and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own pursuits, right? Xian'er is different from ordinary people. If she is allowed to get married, if her husband offends her,
She ordered people to die, and Xian'er soon became a widow? Besides, as a king, you can't possibly die so that your sister can be married to a consort. Then who will Xian'er become?"
Lord Heiqing nodded and said: "You are right, okay, then just let her do it~"
Concubine Hong said: "By the way, I heard that the king separated Wan Shanhe from his woman... Could it be that the king fell in love with his woman and was no longer jealous?"
Lord Heiqing laughed and said: "The only person who dares to talk to me is you, Concubine Hong. Actually, I am attracted to you, but now I don't seem to be too interested in these things. After all,
It's a bit unethical to seize someone's love. Of course, Wan Shanhe contradicted me in front of so many people. As the king of a country, I naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so I sent his woman to Hongzhou. Wan Shanhe
Well, just leave it here for me~"
"Your Majesty, you are really... But if Your Majesty doesn't do this, you won't be able to suppress those nobles. It will be really hard on Your Majesty."
Lord Heiqing shook his head: "I feel a little sorry for Wan Shanhe now, but that's it, you have no joke, that's all, let's just do it this way."
"Isn't the woman from Wanshanhe pregnant? Isn't she..."
"Well, from now on, we have nothing to do with Wanjia and Wanshanhe..."
"Okay~" Concubine Hong sighed, "Although I feel sorry for that Wan Shanhe, but from the king's point of view, this is the only way to do it, so as not to let the king kill people again, sometimes.
, I all feel that being the king is very hard, no wonder my sister has always complained about the king in front of me."
"Haha, Concubine Hong, you really know how to speak..."
...
The next day, Wanjia, in Ma Xiaoquan's bedroom.
After a night of recuperation, Beiming Shuangxue's condition has stabilized a lot, and the low-grade fever last night has completely subsided by this morning.
Ma Xiaoquan was very happy. He held Beiming Shuangxue's hand and refused to let go for a long time, even after she fell asleep.
After a while of burning incense, Beiming Shuangxue woke up and saw Ma Xiaoquan closing his eyes and concentrating next to her. She smiled softly and reached out to touch him.
"Hmm~~" Ma Xiaoquan slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yi Ren who had woken up, and said with a smile: "Are you awake?"
"Well, sir, you didn't sleep well last night...your eyes are red..."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled and said, "It's okay. It won't be a problem if I miss a night or two of sleep. But it's you. How is the injured area?"
"Much better~" Beiming Shuangxue touched her face subconsciously, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Mr. sir, I had a dream last night..."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled and said: "It's now, and you're still dreaming? Then tell me, what are you dreaming about?"
Beiming Shuangxue said uncertainly: "I dreamed that the wounds on my face were healed, and there were no scars left..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head, looked at Beiming Shuangxue's face wrapped like a rice dumpling, and said: "How is it possible? You are like this..."
"Really, I just dreamed about it. I also dreamed that the wisp of green in my hair disappeared..."
Ma Xiaoquan shook his head again and subconsciously looked at Beiming Shuangxue's hair.
Although her hair was dyed black, the strand of green that had changed before could not be dyed black. Fortunately, she usually tied up her hair long, and the strand of green hair was not obvious when it was tied up.
.
"Huh?" Ma Xiaoquan's eyes suddenly widened. He approached Beiming Shuangxue and carefully groped her hair.
"What's wrong, Mr. Xian?"
Ma Xiaoquan looked at Beiming Shuangxue and said suspiciously: "That strand of green hair is really gone..."
"Really? Then my face..." As she said that, Bei Ming Shuangxue pulled off the medicine bandage wrapped around her face in a few clicks.
"Be careful~~" Ma Xiaoquan warned, but the next moment, Beiming Shuangxue's smooth face was already displayed in front of his eyes.
"Xiaomei, your face..."
Beiming Shuangxue stretched out her hand and touched it, tears streaming down her face instantly.
Ma Xiaoquan could not explain Beiming Shuangxue's situation, so he could only call Yuan secretly.
Yuan Dao: "It's not because of you that your body fluids entered her body and mutated after merging with her body fluids. Beiming Shuangxue is a superpower. After merging with your genes, she will be stronger."
, As for why the injury on her face healed so quickly, I'm afraid it's also your fault. Well, the strand of green hair that grew on her head should be the mark left by your genes on her body.
.”
"What about now? Why is it gone now?"
"Nonsense, after all, your two genes are just fusion, not invasion. She can recover quickly, which is equivalent to consuming the genetic energy you left in her body. But don't worry, I can feel that you are still
There is a connection…”
"Okay, it sounds really complicated, but it's pretty good. But even if I recover, I'm afraid I won't be able to show it to anyone, and... Xiaomei won't be able to stay for long..."
"It's okay. I know the agreement you two made. My suggestion is that she still pretends to be sick in the past two days and will do this until we send her away."
"Well, it just so happens that when we go to Hongzhou, we also pass by the United Kingdom. I think we might as well make up the illusion that Xiaomei died of illness halfway through."
...
After discussing it with Yuan, Ma Xiaoquan told Beiming Shuangxue about this idea.
Although Beiming Shuangxue felt reluctant to give up, she had to go out and return to the original world to give birth to this child and make this child the head of the Beiming family.
Bei Ming Shuangxue nodded, agreeing with Ma Xiaoquan's idea. She also expressed her concerns, especially the imperial doctor who had gone out to get medicine but had not returned yet.
The imperial doctor was specially sent by the King of Blackwater to treat her. Although the guy kept saying that he admired Ma Xiaoquan and Beiming Shuangxue, in fact, he was sent by the King of Blackwater to check on her condition and monitor her condition.
The biggest difficulty at the moment is that Beiming Shuangxue's injuries have recovered, and the scars on his face have disappeared. If the imperial doctor wants to change the dressing, the secret will definitely be revealed.
Therefore, the top priority is how to prevent the imperial doctor from changing the medicine.
Bei Ming Shuangxue suggested that the current dressing should be continued to be wrapped. When the time came, she would refuse to change the dressing on the grounds of pain.
Ma Xiaoquan thought for a while, and it seemed that this was all he could do.
...
Half an hour later, the imperial doctor came. When he saw Beiming Shuangxue lying on the bed, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
"Oh, Prince Shanhe, I brought the medicine..." the imperial doctor said respectfully.
Ma Xiaoquan took the medicine politely and said: "Thank you, my wife's face hurts. I'm afraid she won't want to change the medicine..."
"How is this possible? This medicine needs to be changed every day. It will heal faster this way..."
In fact, when the imperial doctor went out to grab medicine, he specially added two more flavors to the herbs he grabbed, and these two herbs were used to induce abortion.
Lord Heiqing sent a message to him early in the morning, asking him to find a way to get rid of the child in Beiming Shuangxue's belly.
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan looked at Beiming Shuangxue, if it doesn't work for you, just try to apply a little, as long as he doesn't see it.
Beiming Shuangxue shook her head and kept complaining that it hurt, but refused to change the dressing.
The imperial doctor was a little worried and said: "If I don't change the medicine, I won't be able to explain it to the king. Before the official left the palace, the lives of the entire family were at risk of the king..."
How did Ma Xiaoquan know that the other party was lying to him? He couldn't bear it and said: "Well, let's do it in a while~"
Ma Xiaoquan talked for a while, intending to discuss the next countermeasures with Beiming Shuangxue.
"That's okay~ But this medicine is all fresh, so we have to do it as soon as possible~"
Beiming Shuangxue knew medical skills. When the imperial doctor said this, she was inevitably a little suspicious. She pretended to endure the pain and said: "Master imperial doctor, what kind of medicine are these? Can I take a look?"
The imperial doctor also knew that Bei Ming Shuangxue knew medical skills, so when taking the medicine, he had already ground the two abortion pills into powder and mixed them into a pile of medicinal materials.
"Oh, of course. Come on, let me show you. Well, this smell is... This smell is..."
The imperial doctor kept introducing the medicine, but did not introduce the two kinds of medicine for abortion. Beiming Shuangxue did not notice anything strange, and nodded, saying that the medicine could be used, but the wound was very painful and had to wait for a while.
The imperial doctor nodded and still said that the medicinal materials were fresh and should be applied as soon as possible for the best effect.
Beiming Shuangxue thought for a while and said to the imperial doctor: "In this case, please help me prepare the medicine, and then I will ask my husband to apply the medicine. How about it? My injury is really ugly, and I don't want you all to see it...
....”
It is normal for a beautiful woman to make this request, and the imperial doctor naturally agrees. He believes that as long as you apply my medicine to the injured area, the two flavors of the abortion medicine will follow your wound and penetrate deep into your flesh. Hum, your child
But I can't keep it any longer. I have finally completed the task assigned by the king.
...
Half an hour later, the imperial doctor prepared the wound medicine and handed the medicine patch to Ma Xiaoquan's hand. He repeatedly arranged to apply the medicine patch to the injured area so that it would be effective.
Ma Xiaoquan nodded, put away the patch, walked to the bed, lowered the curtain, and applied it to Beiming Shuangxue's face.
On the bed, Beiming Shuangxue had already taken the medicine cloth off her face. At this time, she was holding an eyebrow pencil to draw her eyebrows.
Seeing that Beiming Shuangxue was still thinking about Thrush, Ma Xiaoquan whispered: "It's already this time, are you still naughty?"