Long Live the Wild Wife: The Black Bellied Evil King Against the Princess (Long Live the Mad Wife!)

When going to the hall before, Feng Chuge expected that it would not be too peaceful tonight, so he only let Zilan and the others stay in their courtyard and not come out.

When the news of Feng Chuge's injury reached their ears, they were all stunned.

how is this possible?

Miss... I'm hurt!

"Don't worry, little junior sister has already been taken away by Di Juechen." The person who came to deliver the news comforted Zilan and the others when they saw their expressions.

Zilan and the others looked at each other a few times, forcing themselves to calm down——

It's okay, with the young master of Heaven and Earth Mansion here, it will be fine...

Today is twenty-two, although it is not as good as a full moon night, the courtyard is still sparsely sprinkled with moonlight.

At night, the scarcity of spiritual power in the air has a lot to do with the waxing and waning of the moon.

After Di Juechen took the medicine, although he could not fully recover, he could take advantage of the moonlight tonight. Also temporarily suppressed all toxins.

Holding Feng Chuge in his arms, his slender figure swept across the entire Yuntian College, and finally landed in the courtyard where he was currently.

"Master, you are back." Beixuan detected Di Juechen's aura from a distance, and rushed to meet him.

He didn't approve of his master going out at night.

After all, no one knows when the suppressed toxin will come out again, and it will be troublesome if someone with a heart runs into it.

"Master, what's wrong with Miss Feng?" Beixuan was surprised when he finally saw Feng Chuge's weak face.

Di Juechen pursed his thin lips tightly, and there was a flash of coldness in his lavender eyes.

But he didn't say a word, just hugged her and put her on the bed.

On the bed, Feng Chuge sat cross-legged, while Di Juechen healed her from behind.

Feng Chuge's dantian was injured. In order to prevent the loss of spiritual power, it was necessary to continuously input spiritual power into it.

"Master, your body hasn't recovered yet, the spiritual power in your body is very low now, you can't go on like this, otherwise, it will be even more troublesome when the poison takes hold." Bei Xuan looked at Di Juechen from the side With a slightly pale face, I couldn't help it anymore.

Where did Di Juechen listen to him?

"Master, I really can't do it anymore, you are very weak now..."

"Shut up—" two cold words completely interrupted Beixuan's words.

Beixuan looked at Di Juechen, and finally shook his head helplessly.

He knew that it would be futile to persuade him again.

Once the master decides something, no one can change his mind!

Moonlight is still scattered in the room through the windows.

Suddenly, there was a strange smell outside.

Beixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and went out through the window.

Right now, the master is treating Miss Feng's wounds, so there should be no accidents!

"Oh, it's me, it's me—" Just as Beixuan was about to make a move, an old voice sounded.

By the moonlight, Beixuan saw the person coming, bowed his head, "Elder Yang——"

"I'll go in and have a look." Elder Yang said as he walked into the house.

After approaching the two of them, and checking Feng Chuge's aura, Elder Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Your Majesty, leave the rest to me. Your Majesty's input of spiritual power is already enough, and the rest can be repaired by taking a elixir."

Di Juechen already knew that Elder Yang was Feng Chuge's master.

Hearing what Elder Yang said, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Slender fingers brushed the hair scattered on Feng Chuge's face, and Di Juechen sighed softly twice.