"Doctor He, why hasn't the village owner woke up yet?"

The girl in charge who was waiting in the other courtyard hurried forward and asked anxiously.

"Don't worry, Master Mu will wake up in a few hours."

Nangong Yi's face was cold and pure.

"You go out and wait, we have to treat the injuries of Master Mu and Mrs. Yi."

Ling Muchao stood behind Nangong Yi and saw that this woman was the maid who sent her to the bridal chamber last night.

"Doctor He, who is this?"

The maid in charge frowned and asked in a respectful tone.

"Apprentice, but my medical skills are almost catching up with mine!" Nangong Yi said concisely: "Okay, you can get off!"

The maid knew that Nangong Yi's treatment liked to be quiet and undisturbed, so she waved and the other maids immediately followed her out.

After a few people left, Ling Mulao quickly opened the curtain and entered the back room. At a glance, she saw two pale faces. If it weren't for their subtle breathing, she would have suspected that they had died.

"Nangong Yi, do you think these two people really hate each other?"

"I only want the White Tiger Pearl. I don't know about the others, and I don't want to know."

Nangong Yi always has clear goals, works directly, and never investigates useless things.

"Boring!"

Ling Mulao curled his lips, such a man could not be described as cold-blooded.

He opened the quilt and saw that although Mu Qingye was unconscious, he was holding Yi Luochen's hand tightly, with a smile on his lips that seemed bitter and sweet at the same time.

"What an infatuated man. He is not as carefree as some people."

Ling Mulao couldn't help but sigh, and couldn't help but wonder whether those rumors were true.

"Girl, who is Huaxin Carrot?"

Nangong Yi curled his finger and gave her a chestnut.

"Who knows," Ling Mulao touched his head and said angrily, "Turn around, you don't want to peek at Yi Luochen's body, do you?"

Nangong Yi snorted coldly and walked out speechlessly.

Ling Mulao heard his footsteps go away, and then slowly untied Yi Luochen's clothes, and looked at them carefully, and couldn't help being surprised.

Such a gentle woman had several distinct scars on her chest. Although it has faded a lot over the years, it can still be seen that the original injury was almost fatal.

What have they gone through? They love each other so much, but hate each other so much.

Is it a misunderstanding or a mistake?

"Girl, are you okay?"

Outside, Nangong Yi's voice floated in like a breeze.

"Okay, come in."

Ling Muchao arranged Yi Luochen's clothes and shook his head slightly when he saw Nangong Yi coming in.

"It's okay. When Mu Qingye wakes up, I will be free to find other ways."

"You mean?"

Ling Mulao stared at Nangong Yi and rolled his eyes.

"Lue the snake out of its hole!"

"Lue the snake out of its hole!"

They both said in unison.

"Girl, you are getting smarter and smarter. It seems that I have trained you very well!"

Nangong Yi smiled half-heartedly, sighing secretly in his heart. This girl was getting better and better at reading his mind. He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

"I'm already very smart, okay?"

Ling Mulao's cheeks were bulging. He turned around and looked around the room, but still found nothing.

"Hippo, maybe I have a better way, I just need your help."

"Oh~" Nangong Yi turned the tea cup in his hand casually: "Tell me about it?"

"I read about a witchcraft in an ancient book called mind reading. Now Mu Qingye is in a coma. You are very skilled in martial arts. Use your inner strength to help get through it to prevent me from being backlashed."
Chapter completed!