Chapter 223 (1/2)
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at 14th of June 2019 03:35:05 PM
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The beautiful assassin half closed his eyesAfter a while, he replied, ”A word of advice, don't be such a busybodySaving Zong Yue is not easy”
Faintly, Meng Fuyao olian doctorThat person is terrible, poison-mouthed, captious, and even a clean freakThe entire world is filthy, only he is pristineI swear he is so immaculate to the point that he would wash the air more than three times if he could! Whoever's beside hi that has rolled in a puddle ofsuch a person around to torture lassy eyes observed her closely”But your actions show that you seeround her teeth in anger”You two are polar opposites, but of all the things, you have to have that poisonous mouth of his; filled with thorns and venom”
The beautiful assassin ree the subject after a while”Under Xuanyuan Cheng's watch, saving Zong Yue is hard, but so is everything else”
Meng Fuyao stayed quietShe knew that Xuanyuan Cheng was most probably a lot harder to deal with than that suspicious, talentless Zhan NanchengHe was probably better than King De, who si De was Zhangsun Wuji, known as the world'sman, who had always kept hireat deeds by Xuanyuan Min, whose authority was above Xuanyuan Cheng
Xuanyuan Cheng had personally directed the change of e the death of the Crown Prince Wen Yi and appointed the eighth brother of Wen Yi as the next ehth prince was too old to control and within two years, the eighth prince had suddenly dropped deadHe then picked a weak and sickly child to ascend the throne and ever since then, the Regent King's power had been solidified in the country—technically an emperor
If these were still the usualYue, with his identity and the power and influence he had both as a doctor and in the underground, showed that he had never once given up on snatching the throne backAnd till today, he had yet to succeed and even gotten hi Yue's ability, which definitely etFro was not an easy opponent
Tonight, when he had attacked, he alh she was careless, the ruthlessness of his actions was plain as day
”NoFuyao's personality was one to dive head into challenges”If he dares to even touch a strand of hair on Zong Yue's head, I'll finish hilance at herBefore he could show any e Yue were to die, where can I eat precious medicine for free? If he were to die, ould help me fixin one corner, held onto its forehead…'That poor Mongolian doctor… He is at most a box of herbs and a dentist…'
The beautiful assassin re this sha Fuyao lay down to rest too, far away from the beautiful assassinBut in the darkness, she could clearly hear the beautiful assassin's rough and ragged breathing and could not help but cliht that it could be the burns being infected and went to check his wounds, but thea fine layer of foahtly red, and with his uneven breaths, it was likely that he was running a fever
People who had burns eak as the internal heat and poison affected their bodyThirsty, running a fever, frustrated,Fuyao glanced at the cold, wet floor, stumpedIt was barely the start of winter, and this part of the palace seldo overly coldTo let a severely injured person sleep on such a floor was absolute blasphemous as it would be terrible if his wounds were infectedAfter much consideration, she climbed up and started to break the close stools apartShe tossed away the seats, picking only the flat wooden boards and quietly went to the well to scrub the boards cleanThen, she pieced the boards together, joining the it up with the hooks fro about, the ”close stool bed” finally appearedThen, she took off her outer robe, placed it over the ”bed” and carefully moved the beautiful assassin onto the ”bed”
The moment she touched hirabbed her wrist and questioned, ”… What are you busy with?”
Meng Fuyao wiped off her sweat and s a bed for you”
The beautiful assassin watched her flushed cheeks froentle than before as he pulled Meng Fuyao over”… You rest too”
'Close stool bed… I don't want to sleep on it!' Meng Fuyao groaned yet dared not struggle free from the barely conscious beautiful assassinThe wounds on his hands were already rotting if she accidentally tore a piece of skin off while trying to shake hihtShe could only obediently reply with an 'okay', rigidly climb onto the bed and lie down beside hied her closer and asked, ”You took a robe off… are you not cold?”