The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

In the middle of the night, the tent where Yue Mingye was sitting was lit by candlelight.

The soldiers guarding outside hurriedly asked, "General, what do you need?"

Inside came a man's low, trembling voice, "Hot water, clean clothes."

"Yes."

It should be raining tomorrow, and the night was sweltering. Maybe the general was sleeping hot, so the soldier was busy getting things ready.

"General, the hot water is coming." The soldier was about to send it in, but he didn't want Yue Mingye to come out, so he took the things in.

The soldier scratched his head and continued to stick to his post. Little did he know that in the tent, Yue Mingye wet the towel and wiped every inch of it for Ling Qingxuan.

"You don't need a military doctor, you're just weak and chills." Ling Qingxuan understood her symptoms and said softly.

She slept in the middle of the night, dripping with cold sweat, which terrified the man.

Yue Mingye calmed down somewhat. After drying her body, he helped her change into clothes.

The clothes were loose and loose, and there was something wrong with them. The man pulled it to see if it wasn't his own clothes.

Yue Mingye:  …

Ling Qingxuan was in a daze, huddled in his arms and continued to sleep.

"You will wait for me here tomorrow."

"Um……"

Aya Qingxuan couldn't listen to the man's ramble in her ear, and she fell asleep completely.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was bright and sunlight squeezed in through the gap in the window.

Ling Qingxuan yawned, and when he touched the side, there was no one there.

What is the little guy going to do? She forgot.

Getting up and walking around the room, she found a silver needle bag in the clothes she had changed.

With her fragrant shoulders half exposed, she twisted up the silver needle and pierced it without hesitation.

...

"It's useless for you to pull the old man. Today's calendar says that it is not advisable to go out. The old man will never take a step out of this door!"

Inside the country house, the disheveled white-bearded old man looked annoyed, picked up the broom and chased Yue Mingye.

The man saluted him and said, "Mr. Zhuge, I also ask you to see a doctor for your wife."

"I can't go out for at least half a month if I don't see it."

Mr. Zhuge waved his broom, his nostrils turned to the sky, "I haven't sorted out the medicine and medical books in this room, so I don't have time to see a doctor. There are so many doctors in the world, you don't have to look for me."

"But my wife can't wait." Seeing that he kept talking about Huang Li, Yue Mingye tore up the Huang Li directly.

"You...you...you insult Sven!"

Yue Mingye picked him up and even took the medicine box, "You have known me for so many years, when have I been gentle, the situation is urgent, Mr. Zhuge, I'm rude."

"A madman! A madman! I shouldn't have saved you back then, let you die in a foreign land." The old man struggled on top of him, but he had no strength, and his posture looked extremely funny.

Yue Mingye helped him onto the horse and wrapped his arms around him to prevent him from escaping.

"Mr. Zhuge, my wife, I will ask you."

All the way to the barracks on horseback, Mr. Zhuge was so mad that he got off his horse and couldn't even stand firm, so he was pulled into the tent.

"Aya Qiaoqiao?!"

Yue Mingye had instructed before going out that his wife should not approach without an order, but when he came back and looked at it now, it was shocking.

There was a lot of black blood on the bed, and the little girl was half-supported, her face pale.

"What's the matter!" He quickly ran to Ling Qingxuan's side, trying to support her.

"Don't touch her!" Mr. Zhuge calmed down and stopped immediately.

Yue Ming Yeshou stopped and looked at the little girl anxiously.

"Nonsense, it's just crap." Mr. Zhuge coughed and walked over. He looked at the silver needle stuck in Ling Qingxuan's body, his face slightly angry.

"Which quack doctor did this?" He pulled out the needles one by one, took out the medicated oil from the medicine box and smeared it on Xuanren Lingqing, then took another tablet and stuffed it into the little girl's mouth.

Ling Qingxuan coughed up another mouthful of blood, but the blood turned normal red. She raised her eyes to look at Mr. Zhuge.

"You are?"

"I'm a doctor kidnapped by the general." Mr. Zhuge deliberately said: "This lady, why isn't Miss Xuanyuan, you didn't marry someone?"

He was deliberately disapproving of Yue Mingye, and the man's revenge was also very heavy.

Yue Mingye pondered for a moment, then sat beside the bed and firmly guarded Ling Qingxuan, "This is Doctor Zhuge from another country, with profound medical skills, I'll ask him to come and see for you."

Ling Qingxuan's eyes moved slightly, "Why did I pull out my needle?"

That is the acupuncture point she specially researched. After piercing it, it can last for two months, but it is a little bit harmful to the body.

"The old man pulled out, this mess of needles, the old man has not seen it for so many years."

Dr. Zhuge held her wrist to check the pulse, his eyebrows furrowed as high as a mountain.

"The heart is damaged, and both inside and outside are injured. You only have three months to live."

Yue Mingye was puzzled, "There are still three months?"

Hasn't it been a month.

Doctor Zhuge glanced at Ling Qingxuan thoughtfully, "You are poisoned!"

"Poison qi attacks the heart, and there is no way to save it. Only the person who gave you the gu will have an antidote to prolong your life." He stared at Ling Qingxuan with wise eyes and said, "You should know who gave you the gu. ."

Ling Qingxuan pretended to be stupid, looked indifferent, and made a surprised voice, "Wow, it's actually a Gu."

Doctor Zhuge:  …

Could this lady's brain also be affected by Gu?

Aware of the cold air next to her, Ling Qingxuan did not dare to look sideways, but Yue Mingye pulled her shoulders over.

"Who?"

Ling Qingxuan continued to shake her head, "I don't know."

"Little girl, you still have an injury on your face." After the back and forth, Doctor Zhuge saw the injury on her face and said, "I can solve this small injury immediately."

He took out ointments and various herbal mashers to prepare them on the spot.

The atmosphere was a little dignified, and only the sound of pounding medicine could be heard in the tent, Ling Qingxuan blinked slightly, and said, "This is one or two less."

Doctor Zhuge paused for a while, and after looking at it carefully, he looked shocked, he stared at his small eyes and said, "You, you, you know medical skills?"

Of course, otherwise how did the needle stick.

Doctor Zhuge has been called a genius doctor for so many years, and it was the first time someone pointed out his mistakes. His heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of interest in Ling Qingxuan.

Yue Mingye stood between the two of them and said solemnly, "Someone."

Azhi walked in, smelled the medicine in the room, and was about to choke to death.

"General!"

"Let Doctor Zhuge rest next door."

"Yes!"

After pulling the people away, Yue Mingye held Ling Qingxuan's shoulders and said, "Who is it?"

He didn't believe her, and it was useless to say it at this time. Ling Qingxuan kept silent, but he wanted to kill a reckless man like Yue Mingye.

"Is... the emperor?" After a long silence, Yue Mingye boldly guessed a person.

Ling Qingxuan shook her head and wiped the blood from her lips.

"water."

Although the man was angry, he still fetched water for her and fed it to her himself.

"Who is that?"

Seeing him press on, Ling Qingxuan rubbed her stomach and said, "I'm hungry."

Yue Mingye:  …

Very good, the man went to let people prepare meals for her again.