The Doctor's Hand Covers the Sky: The Evil King's Wasted Concubine

Chapter 160 For Your Husband's Sake
"Let this little thing go here too." Dugu Aoyun glanced at the sleeping thousand-year-old snow ginseng with disgust, and threw it mercilessly in the direction of the soul-eating happiness tree. He flew out leisurely in his sleep.

"Hey, can you be gentle?" Ning Ruoshui followed the direction of the thousand-year-old snow ginseng, and he was relieved when he found that Shushu had firmly caught the little boy. How could the herbs in the ring be found by the little boy? He didn't know how dark Dugu Aoyun's heart was, and he threw the little one out in the blink of an eye.

"Xiao Shui, when I go back this time, I will ask the emperor for a marriage order, what do you think?" Dugu Aoyun held Ning Ruoshui's little hand, pulled her into his arms, and said softly.

"This", Ning Ruoshui didn't expect Dugu Aoyun to ask such a question at this moment, hesitating how to answer, she felt a little excited for Dugu Aoyun, but that little excitement was not enough to resolve her panic about marriage.

"Xiao Shui, I know we haven't been together for too long, but I will be with you in the days to come, until the moment it stops beating." Dugu Aoyun put her moist white hand on her chest Before, said emotionally.

"I want to know why you like me." Although his love words were not pleasant, Ning Ruoshui's heart still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

"I don't know, maybe it was the first time I saw you stealing vegetables and prescribing medicine in Ning Mansion." Dugu Aoyun recalled seeing her petite and agile figure for the first time, and was a little curious when Ning Mansion released such a fun and interesting People, later he made in-depth investigations, only to find out that Ning Ruoshui was the most unfavored concubine in the Xiangfu. She lost her mother since she was a child, and no one loved her. In that scene, seeing her practicing spiritual power but almost killing him, his heart hangs high, maybe this is the so-called love at first sight.

"Actually, I am not the Fifth Miss of the Ning Mansion, and now I don't even know where my parents are." Ning Ruoshui thought of her background, her eyes were a little dark, although she knew from Zhang Qiufang that she was not Ning Yuanqing's daughter, but But there is no news of his biological parents.

"I don't care whose daughter you are, I only know that you are my Xiaoshui, the only princess in this life." Dugu Aoyun rubbed Ning Ruoshui's little head, and buried her head deeply in his chest.

"Bang", the water in Tianchi suddenly swelled, and it was obvious that the carriage outside was experiencing bumps.

"There seems to be something wrong", Ning Ruoshui walked out of Eternal Heart with Dugu Aoyun, the carriage was bumping violently.

Ning Ruoshui lifted the curtain of the carriage, and found that the carriage had reached a dangerous mountain road.On the left side of the mountain road is a high cliff with huge boulders everywhere, and on the right side is surrounded by clouds and smoke, which is a bottomless abyss.

"Hey, I opened this road, I planted this tree, I want to pass from now on, and leave money to buy the road." A sharp whistle sounded, and a group of young people on the mountain surrounded the carriage with torches.

"Oh, I met a bandit." Han Kun, who was sitting in a carriage behind him, looked up to the sky and screamed. He used to be a bandit, and he was so happy to see these bandits that flooded the Dragon King Temple.

"Look at your excitement, you don't want to live anymore, don't you?" Xia Bing gave Han Kun a sideways glance. He was really used to being a thief, and he was extremely jealous when he saw acquaintances.

Han Kun shrugged his shoulders when he heard the words. Why is he so happy? Now he has reformed himself and started a new life. It seems that his ideological realm needs to be improved.

"My lord, look at this carriage, it's made of camphor wood, oh, I met a fat master today," said a thin dog-headed military officer who looked like a bamboo pole, pointing at the carriage driven by Ming Ye, shaking his head.

"Hey, camphor wood, okay, okay, but how much money can camphor wood sell for?" The man called the king by the bamboo pole touched the sparse beard on his chin with satisfaction, and shook the gilt hair on his shoulder. The golden ax looked at the thin bamboo pole in a daze after hearing the words.

(End of this chapter)