Reborn from the bottom of the coffin, the miracle doctor and the ugly concubine fight against the wo

"Chu Zhao, you poisonous woman, I will kill you!"

Murong Xiao entered the room and saw Ah Ao, who was protecting Chu Zhao like a wolf cub, and became even more furious. He grabbed his shoulders and threw him out.

Aao fell heavily against the wall and then to the ground. He curled up in pain and the wound on his back began to bleed again.

Chu Zhao's heart tightened and he looked at Murong Xiao with a stern face: "It's so early in the morning, what's wrong with the prince? Is there anything you can't say to me?"

Murong Xiao's eyes filled with anger, and he strangled her neck again.

"The old lady fell into a coma after taking the medicine you prescribed, and you, a poisonous woman, are still here flirting with a cheap slave. How can I, the king, talk to you properly?"

"What?" Chu Zhao felt suffocated and said in a hoarse voice, "This is impossible, there is nothing wrong with my medicine."

"You said it's okay, so why should I believe you?" Murong Xiao tightened his fingers, as if he was about to crush Chu Zhao's throat in the next moment.

Chu Zhao plucked his hand hard, and the tendons on his forehead bulged due to suffocation.

"I can understand that Your Majesty is angry, but if I really wanted to harm the old lady, there was no need to save her last night. Does this make sense, Your Majesty?"

Murong Xiao's eyes with murderous intent fell on her face, and the strength of his hands did not weaken at all.

Chu Zhao used the last bit of energy to argue with him: "If the prince kills me now, the old lady will not be well...Why don't the prince let me go and see the old lady first? If I can't save her...The prince will kill her again." Not too late..."

Murong Xiao gritted his teeth, thought for a moment, and then let go of her neck.

"Okay, I will give you another chance. If there is anything wrong with the old lady, I will let you be buried with her!"

After saying that, before Chu Zhao could catch her breath, he picked her up by the waist and left.

Chu Zhao: "..."

What's wrong with this dog man? He wanted to kill her just now, and now he's here to hug her.

Why, are you addicted to hugging people?

"Your Majesty, I can walk by myself today." She tried to remind.

"Shut up!" Murong Xiao's face was now darker than hers, "How long will you be sick? The old lady's condition is urgent."

Ok!

Chu Zhao gave up the struggle with peace of mind. This man himself was not tired. What did it matter to her? She was just sitting in a human-shaped sedan chair.

"princess……"

Aao called her and struggled to get up.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Chu Zhao reassured him, "Wait for me here, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Murong Xiao's face became a little gloomier.

"Come here, tie up this bitch slave to me. If the princess can't save the old lady, she will kill him too!"

"Yes." Beiyuan responded, recovering from the shock.

The prince is hugging the princess again. What is going on?

Chu Zhao wanted to excuse A'ao, but was afraid that it would backfire, so he kept silent and waited until she saw the old lady's condition before talking about anything else.

In Rongan Hall, Su Nuanyu was so angry that she gritted her teeth when she saw Chu Zhao being hugged by Murong Xiao again.

What happened to the prince? He tried to kill Chu Zhao twice but failed, and finally had to bring him over in person.

In the past, he would have nauseated when he saw Chu Zhao's face, but now he hugged him around without any care.

What kind of poison did Chu Zhao, that damn bitch, cast on the prince?

As soon as Chu Zhao entered the old lady's bedroom, he keenly smelled a faint fragrance.

"What kind of fragrance is this?" she asked casually.

"Back to Princess, it's Anshenxiang." A maid came over and replied.

Murong Xiao put Chu Zhao on the chair in front of the bed and said with a cold face: "What time has it been? You still have time to worry about this. Take a look at the old lady!"

Chu Zhao ignored him, glanced at the unconscious old lady, and ordered the maid: "Go and open the window."

Su Nuanyu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to stop her: "No, no, you can't open the window. It's very cold in spring and the wind is strong outside. The old lady is not in good health. What if she catches a cold?"

"It's just a matter of opening the window. It's not so serious. Why is Concubine Su panicking?" Chu Zhao looked at her and smiled meaningfully.

Su Nuanyu's heart skipped a beat, knowing that she was timid.

"Sister, don't think too much, I'm just worried about the old lady." She explained with a smile, her palms sweating under Chu Zhao's sharp gaze.

Chu Zhao had no time to argue with her and said directly to Murong Xiao: "Your Majesty, there is something wrong with this Anshenxiang. If you don't open the window, I'm afraid the old lady will never wake up."

Murong Xiao frowned and looked at her, then ordered people to open all the doors and windows.

It was related to the safety of the old lady. No matter whether what Chu Zhao said was true or false, he dared not believe it.

Su Nuanyu nervously clenched the handkerchief in her hand.

She spent a lot of money to buy this incense, which was so light that she could hardly smell it, in order to frame Chu Zhao so that the prince would kill her in anger.

But how could this bitch Chu Zhao smell it as soon as she walked in? Is she just blind, or does she really have this ability?

impossible!

How can anyone lie in a coffin and become a miracle doctor inexplicably?

This is too evil!

The cold morning breeze blows in through the window, and the strange fragrance is blown away, making the air in the house much fresher.

Chu Zhao asked someone to bring silver needles and pierce the old lady's acupuncture points.

"My lord, please relax, the old lady will wake up soon."

She comforted Murong Xiao and suddenly turned to look at the maid just now.

"Someone, drag this bitch out and kill her with a cane!"

Everyone in the room was shocked by her, including Su Nuanyu.

The maidservant was even more frightened and fell to her knees with a plop.

"Princess, please forgive me. I really don't know what mistake I made. Please make it clear to me!"

"Are you sure?" Chu Zhao sneered, "Those who died yesterday must not have gone far yet. If you don't tell me, I will send you to the underworld to keep them company!"

The maid couldn't help but tremble when she thought about the princess killing three people in one day, so she told the truth on the spot.

"Princess, please forgive me, that incense was given to this servant by Sister Chuntao who is beside Concubine Su. She said it was a good soothing incense. She asked me to light it for the old lady so that she can sleep more peacefully."

Concubine Su?

Chu Zhao was not surprised at this answer and looked at Su Nuanyu with a half-smile.

Su Nuanyu's expression changed and she looked at her maid Chuntao: "When did you give her Anshenxiang? Why didn't I know?"

"My slave, no." Chuntao knelt down and cried out, "My slave did serve the old lady with my concubine last night, but I didn't give anyone soothing incense. I am unjust."

Seeing that she refused to admit her debt, the maid suddenly became anxious: "It's you, it's you who gave it to me..."

"Your Majesty!" Su Nuanyu cried and interrupted the maid, "Your Majesty, I am more worried about the old lady's illness than anyone else. How could I just let the girl bring incense to the old lady? It's obvious that this slave wants to evade responsibility. You’re trying to grab me randomly, I’ve been wronged!”

Murong Xiao said nothing with a sullen face.

Su Nuanyu was not the only concubine in the palace. It was only because Su Nuanyu was delicate, beautiful and considerate that he always kept her with him.

It was normal for wives and concubines to fight for favor, and he had never bothered to pay attention to it. But if the war affected his mother, no matter how beautiful the beauty was, he would not be soft-hearted.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Su Nuanyu sobbed and knelt down at his feet.

"Your Majesty, think about it, there are so many concubines in the mansion, why do people point the finger at me every time something goes wrong? Isn't there someone who is jealous of me being favored by the prince and deliberately framed me for it? Your Majesty, you must do it for me." It’s up to you to decide!”

The master and servant's singing, chanting, sitting and beating were so wonderful that Chu Zhao was speechless.

What it means to be eloquent and what it means to confuse right and wrong, she has finally seen it today.

Although Murong Xiao remained silent, his expression softened visibly.

"Get up!" He bent down and helped Su Nuanyu up. "I believe you will not harm the old lady. What is the truth? After the old lady wakes up, I will let someone find out."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Su Nuanyu snuggled into his arms, "Your Majesty, please visit other sisters more often in the future, so as to avoid us sisters getting into trouble because of you, okay?"

vomit!

Chu Zhao felt sick after hearing this, pulled out the needle for the old lady, got up and left.

"Where are you going?" Murong Xiao called her in a deep voice.

"I'm tired and want to go back and rest." Chu Zhao said, "The old lady will wake up soon, and I won't disturb the love between the prince and his concubine."

Murong Xiao glanced at her, thinking she was jealous, and his tone softened inexplicably.

"Wait until the old lady wakes up before leaving. Then I will have someone carry you back to save you the pain of the wounds on your body."

Dog man, do you still know that my wound hurts?

Chu Zhao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and sat back silently.

Su Nuanyu nestled in Murong Xiao's arms, looked at each other with Chuntao, and breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

Chu Zhao is a bitch, he still wants to fight with her, and he doesn't even look at his face in the mirror.

Ugly!

snort!

Chu Zhao turned a blind eye to her little pride.

The matter is not over yet, it would be too early to start getting complacent now.

After about a cup of tea, the old lady slowly opened her eyes.

Murong Xiao was overjoyed and leaned over the bed and called, "Mother, are you awake?"

The old lady ignored him, pointed at Chuntao and the previous maid and said sternly: "Someone, drag these two cheap maids out and beat them to death with sticks!"

There was a moment of silence in the room, and everyone looked at the old lady in shock.

Su Nuanyu's pride turned into fright.

Only Chu Zhao smiled from the bottom of his heart.

She deliberately didn't explain it just now. Although the old lady seemed to be in a coma, she was conscious and her hearing was not affected.

Su Nuanyu's unscrupulous tricks are okay to confuse men, but I'm afraid she won't be able to use them in front of an old lady who has been immersed in the house for decades.

How could she be proud of herself this time?