Appointing a General as a Concubine: Where Can General Xiao Escape?

In the past, she thought Xiao Mo liked Qi Minxiu, so she offered to help him treat his leg.

But now it seems that her young lady may not like this living devil.

Otherwise, why was Qi Yue not injured at all, but she blocked the arrow with her own body to save him and made herself look like neither human nor ghost now.

Miss, why do you like someone who often bullies you?

Shen Yun sighed in her heart, and immediately heard Yuan Mu say behind her: "Since Miss Shen is here, you should go and make General Xiao's medicine."

This was not what he really wanted to say. Qi Yue gave him a look and asked him to take the person out.

He thought about it for a while before he came up with this idea to trap her in the kitchen for a long time.

When she heard that it was to boil medicine for Xiao Mo, Shen Yun agreed without thinking and turned to leave.

Qi Yue stayed by the bedside all the time and didn't dare to relax until the person on the bed woke up.

In the middle of the night, he held Xiao Mo in his arms for the fourth time and brought some Chinese medicine to feed her.

The experience of feeding medicine three times during the day helped him find a trick. This time, Xiao Mo drank more intermittently than the three times during the day.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but looking at the person in his arms, he always felt that her face didn't seem so pale anymore.

But on second thought, it was not impossible. The imperial physician said that the medicine she drank before waking up must be the strongest.

Although she spilled a lot during the day, she still drank some. She drank another big bowl tonight. Maybe she will wake up tomorrow.

Qi Yue was guessing in his mind and fell asleep leaning against the head of the bed unknowingly.

On the afternoon of the third day, Qi Yue retreated to the outer room after feeding the medicine as usual. As he left, Shen Yun walked in with medicine and gauze.

Every time she saw those two shocking wounds, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

I can’t believe how much pain she must have been in at that time, and she had to give herself acupuncture to save herself.

While changing the dressing for Xiao Mo, Shen Yun whispered to Qi Yue why he didn't protect her well.

I didn't want to bandage it when a weak yet familiar voice suddenly came from above my head: "What are you mumbling about?"

Xiao Mo half-opened her eyes and frowned with some forbearance.

Seeing her wake up, Shen Yun was overjoyed: "Miss, you are finally awake!"

Before the two had time to care about each other, Qi Yue rushed in.

He walked quickly to the bedside and hugged Xiao Mo in his arms without saying anything. He even used less strength for fear of hurting her.

Xiao Mo blinked twice slowly, and after a while she twisted her body and struggled: "Let go, you're hurting me."

Her voice was a little hoarse and she started coughing after she finished speaking.

Everyone present was shocked. Qi Yue quickly let her go and carefully examined her body.

"How are you? Besides the wound, are you feeling any discomfort elsewhere? Do you want some water? Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat? Someone, come here..."

Xiao Mo rolled her eyes at him speechlessly: "Why are you making me feel like I've been resurrected?"

Qi Yue tried hard to control the tears in his eyes, afraid that others would see the red at the corner of his eyes, and quickly turned away: "Aren't you just resurrected from the dead?"

Although he controlled himself well, his true emotions were exposed as soon as he spoke.

Xiao Mo leaned over to look at his face, but almost fell off the bed. Fortunately, Shen Yun was quick to catch her.

Qi Yue heard the noise and didn't care about anything else. He turned around and glared at her fiercely: "Don't you know what's wrong with your body? You still want to get out of bed."

Just as Xiao Mo was about to explain that she just didn't sit firmly, he walked up to her angrily, picked her up and changed her into a comfortable position.

"You just woke up, drink some water first." He was afraid that his expression and tone just now would scare her, so he quickly softened his voice.

Xiao Mo nodded, and the next second, the water was brought to her.

After she finished her drink, she looked up and glanced around: "Is this your house?"

Seeing that the water cup was empty, Qi Yue poured her another one: "Well, this is Prince Jin's Mansion, the room you live in is mine..."

He had only said half of his words when he heard Yuan Mu cough violently several times.

After realizing what was happening, Qi Yue quickly changed his words: "This room is next to mine."

Xiao Mo looked up and carefully observed the decoration in the room, frowning in confusion: "This room..." Why is the style similar to the room in her Suqiyuan?

"What's wrong, don't you like it?"

"No."

How could she know that this was deliberately changed by Qi Yue after he came back from visiting her room.

Xiao Mo felt her mouth was less dry after drinking several glasses of water.

Qi Yue sat by the bed and tucked the corner of the quilt for her: "What do you want to eat? There are three kinds of porridge in the kitchen. If you want vegetables, you need to cook them fresh. The doctor said..."

Before he finished speaking, she exhaled heavily and touched her empty stomach: "I want to eat roast chicken."

Qi Yue burst out laughing and couldn't help pinching her face: "You just woke up, you should drink some porridge first."

"Then let's have roast chicken with porridge." Xiao Mo said lightly, making him laugh again.

Seeing her drooling, Qi Yue could only shake his head and compromise: "Have a bowl of red date porridge first, then I'll go make you a roast chicken."

Xiao Mo glanced at him and said nothing.

Qi Yue raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the profile she gave him: "If you don't drink porridge, let alone roast chicken, there will be no chicken at all."

Considering that she was injured and any movement would cause pain in the wound, Xiao Mo could only pout and raise her chin.

Seeing that she agreed reluctantly, his smile became even wider, and soon, the maid brought the porridge.

Because Qi Yue was the one who fed the medicine before, Shen Yun was used to it, so when he sat in front of Xiao Mo as if nothing had happened, Xiao Mo stared at him in amazement.

She had been giving Shen Yun hints, but she, who had always been smart, didn't understand.

Helplessly, she could only force herself to sit up despite the pain, but as soon as she exerted force, she felt a heart-wrenching pain in her arms and shoulders.

She gasped, startling Qi Yue who was blowing the porridge with his head down.

Qi Yue looked up and saw Xiao Mo trying to sit up. His face fell: "Just lean against the pillow and open your mouth to wait for food. Why are you moving around? What if you pull the wound?"

"I can do it myself..." She was about to take the bowl of porridge, but was scared away by Qi Yue's look.

Only then did Shen Yun realize that Xiao Mo didn't want him to feed her.