Need for medical concubine: The king of war can read my mind and spoil me to the bone

Chapter 292 The process is not important, the result is the most important

The only shortcoming is that she suffers from heart disease and is slightly weak in character.

Although what is recorded in the history books is not necessarily the truth, as Long Chengye said, every prince who grew up in the vortex of imperial power will not be simple.

So, should she cure him more?

Because, in history, Long Chengye died in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and those Xia people were able to spend money to buy Long Chengye's body, presumably at the behest of those in power.

If she becomes King Yu's savior, she can use this relationship to get King Yu to bestow Long Chengye on her.

After all, she was married to him, and she really couldn't bear to watch him being ruined by those Xia people, turned into a scepter, and nailed to such a pillar of shame for life after life.

When the time comes, she will bury him well. This can be regarded as her compensation for taking his heart.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingyan felt stuffy and panicked.

Strange, when she thought of going home before, she was always in high spirits, so excited that she felt like she was flying.

But now, why is he in such a dejected and unable to raise his spirits?
Yes, she must be too tired recently...

Mu Qingyan turned sideways subconsciously, opened the car window, and let the cold wind blow in, which relieved her stuffy and congested heart a little.

On the side, Long Chengye's heart fell to the ground like colored glaze and shattered into slag.

Hehe, compensation...

A bitter smile overflowed from the corner of Long Chengye's lips...

Mu Qingyan, how could you be so cruel?
For a while, neither of them spoke.

"My lord, the barracks have arrived."

Wei Feng's voice came from outside.

Mu Qingyan reached out to push the car door, but Long Chengye grabbed her arm.

Mu Qingyan looked back in astonishment, and in the dimness, she met Long Chengye's eyes that were shining with water.

"My lord, do you have something to say?"

"Yan Yan, if this king's life is in danger, will you give me justice?"

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Mu Qingyan looked at him with some surprise: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing, the king just wants to know."

"Of course I will." Mu Qingyan said with certainty: "I am a doctor and also your concubine. If your life is dying and I can cure it, how can I stand by and watch?"

Xu was afraid that he would not believe it, so Mu Qingyan also listed a specific incident: "My lord, you will not forget, right? On the night we got married, you were poisoned, and it was my concubine who used my concubine's blood to detoxify you."

"This king has not forgotten." Long Chengye said slowly: "This king still remembers that day, it was this king who threatened you with the matter of burial, so you had no choice but to detoxify this king."

Mu Qingyan rubbed the tip of her nose in embarrassment: "My lord, the process is not important, the result is the most important thing. At that time, my concubine really saved you, so you can't be so forgetful.

Besides, your attitude towards the concubine was not good at that time.

In that case, even a concubine can save you, let alone now. "

"Well, what you said makes sense." Long Chengye nodded slightly, and then took a deep look at her: "I hope you remember what you said today."

"Don't worry, my lord, I have always had an excellent memory, and I will remember everything I said clearly."

Long Chengye didn't look at her again, he raised his hand to push the door of the carriage, halfway through, he suddenly turned around: "If you want to treat King Yu, then treat him."

Fighting against the ailing King Yu, even if he wins the fight, he won't be able to win by force.

Since she wants to be cured, let her be cured.

(End of this chapter)