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

In the end, the two maids were killed with a stick, Su Nuanyu was punished by the old lady to kneel in the ancestral hall, and Murong Xiao was also reprimanded by the old lady.

Only Chu Zhao was the most comfortable. After he let out a breath of bad breath, he checked the old lady's pulse, prescribed a new prescription, and then offered to go back to the abandoned hospital to rest.

The old lady thought of her well, so she told Murong Xiao that she should move back to Qionghuayuan.

After being scolded, Murong Xiao didn't look too good. Just when he was hesitating whether to agree or not, Chu Zhao declined the old lady's kindness first.

"The prince told me to wait for the old lady's condition to stabilize before moving back. It doesn't matter if I wait a few more days. If the old lady feels sorry for me, just have three meals a day delivered to me on time."

The old lady was surprised. Seeing that she didn't seem to be taking Qiao deliberately, she didn't force her anymore and asked her if she had any other needs.

Chu Zhao thought for a while and asked for some more gold medicine and clean cloth strips.

When Murong Xiao heard that she asked for the golden medicine, the scene of her giving the medicine to the man slave under the lamp suddenly flashed before his eyes.

This ugly woman couldn't live in the good Qionghua Courtyard but insisted on living in the abandoned hospital. Is it because of that cheap slave?

hateful!

Murong Xiao was secretly angry and couldn't say anything more in front of the old lady. He had someone prepare medicine and strips of cloth and send Chu Zhao back in person.

After leaving Rong'an Hall and walking to a deserted place, he warned Chu Zhao with a straight face: "You'd better stay away from that horse slave, otherwise I won't mind killing you and him together."

"If the prince wanted to kill him, he would have killed him long ago. Why did he wait until now?" Chu Zhao sneered lightly and disagreed.

"What do you mean?" Murong Xiao frowned and said displeasedly, "Do you think I don't dare?"

"It's not that the prince doesn't dare, but he knows how to weigh the pros and cons." Chu Zhao said, "The prince doesn't kill me because he wants me to treat the old lady. He doesn't kill the horse slave because there is no one in the house who is better at raising horses than him. Horse training, if the prince wants to achieve great things, he needs a large number of horses, and naturally he also needs horse training talents."

She stopped, took a breath, and said, "You and I know the reason why the prince married the Chu family. The reason why I saved the child is really just because he is useful to the prince. You don't need to think too much about it." .”

Murong Xiao then stopped and met her gaze silently, his deep eyes full of inquiry.

"Tell me, who are you?" He suddenly grabbed Chu Zhao's neck and gritted his teeth to ask this question that had been bothering him for a long time.

The cold fingers brought a strong sense of suffocation. Chu Zhao had difficulty breathing, but his heart beat a few times.

When Murong Xiao asked this, did he feel like her that she was not like the original Chu Zhao?

So, is it possible that she really isn't Chu Zhao?

If she wasn't Chu Zhao, who would she be?

"Speak!" Murong Xiao couldn't wait for her answer and tightened his fingers a little more.

Chu Zhao's heart was in turmoil, but his face remained calm.

"I am Chu Zhao!" She said hoarsely, "Chu Zhao, who was married to the prince for half a year but was not consummated and was sent to the coffin by the prince with a glass of poisoned wine. Doesn't the prince recognize me?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Murong Xiao's sinister face, and the strength in his hands gradually weakened.

"I don't know that the wine is poisonous. I have already killed the doctor to avenge you. There is no need to mention this matter again."

"Why don't you mention it?" Chu Zhao said, "I am lucky to have survived again. If I die, even if the prince cuts the doctor to pieces, what's the point of having me?"

"..."

Murong Xiao was speechless and took back his hand angrily: "How can there be so many what-ifs in the world? Since you are alive again, you should cherish your life and be honest with me. Don't try to win over me with some unconventional actions." I don’t need your help, and I don’t have the leisure to deal with you.”

"Ha!" Chu Zhao sneered, "Your Majesty is so busy and he still sends me back in person. It's really touching!"

"You..." Murong Xiao became angry from embarrassment, glared at her fiercely, turned around and walked away.

Chu Zhao rubbed his neck and stood there deep in thought.

This man was really difficult to deal with, and now he was suspicious of her identity. She had to recover from her injuries quickly and try to leave as soon as possible.

Although she doesn't know much about the outside world, she has medical skills at her disposal, so survival shouldn't be a problem.

Moreover, she had carefully diagnosed herself and found that her dark skin was caused by poisoning in her mother's womb, rather than being born with it.

After she got out and detoxified the poison, even if Murong Xiao posted a wanted list for her all over the world, no one would be able to recognize her.

By then, the world is so big that she can go wherever she wants, and she will be no more comfortable than following a rebellious minister.

Chu Zhao made up his mind, calmed down, and returned to the abandoned hospital as if nothing had happened.

In the abandoned courtyard, Ah Ao was still tied up hand and foot and locked in the room, with a guard guarding the door.

Chu Zhao ordered the guards to open the door and went to untie him personally.

A'ao was in a very bad state. When he saw Chu Zhao coming back, his absent-minded eyes lit up slightly.

"Princess, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Chu Zhao showed him the medicine he brought back. "I told you not to worry. Look, didn't I come back fine?"

Aao felt relieved and nodded weakly.

Chu Zhao sent the guard away, closed the door, helped him clean and apply medicine again, and carefully bandaged the wound with a cloth to prevent it from opening again.

After giving the medicine, a servant happened to bring lunch on the old lady's order, so Chu Zhao asked A'ao to eat with her.

Aao knew she couldn't refuse, so she silently accepted her kindness.

"This is what the wounded should eat." Chu Zhao took a chicken leg and handed it to Ao, "The prince has promised to let you recover here. I will tell Mr. Ma about it, so you don't have to worry."

"Thank you, Princess." Ah Ao took the chicken leg flattered and mustered up the courage to ask her, "Why is the Princess so nice to the slave?"

"Okay?" Chu Zhao raised his eyebrows and said in a casual tone, "Actually, it's nothing, maybe because I've been whipped like you!"

"Is it just like this?" A'ao bit his lip and asked unsatisfiedly.

Chu Zhao's hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, facing the young man's expectant gaze, he raised his lips and said jokingly: "The main reason is because you are good-looking."

"..." Ah Ao blushed suddenly, lowered his long and thick eyelashes, and whispered, "Princess, please don't make fun of me."

Chu Zhao was in a good mood and laughed and said, "You asked yourself, why do you blame me?"

"..." Aao lowered his head and ate the chicken drumsticks with concentration, not daring to ask her any questions.

Chu Zhao looked at him with a smile, and the image of the boy straightening his back under the whip, unyielding, appeared in front of his eyes.

In fact, she saved the child out of impulse. Later, when she saw that he was aloof and stoic, but also grateful, she decided to cultivate a confidant for herself.

After all, she has to live in the palace for a while, and it will be very difficult without help.

But this is just her personal idea, and there is no guarantee that Aao will be willing to follow her.

If she said it directly, Aao would be unwilling and unable to refuse, which would become a burden.

Therefore, she thought about it again and again and decided to wait for a while.

……

In the next few days, without Su Nuanyu jumping up and down, Chu Zhao lived a very quiet life. Apart from checking the old lady's pulse every day, he spent the rest of the time recuperating with A'ao in the abandoned hospital.

Murong Xiao seemed to have acquiesced in her healing A'ao's wounds. Since she was angry with her that day, he has never come to trouble her again.

After several days of treatment, the old lady's condition has basically stabilized, and her complexion has improved a lot.

On this day, Chu Zhao went to check her pulse and specially praised her: "The old lady looks really good today. She looks several years younger. When the one-month treatment is over, I'm afraid the prince won't even look like you standing next to you." Mother and son are more like siblings.”

The old lady couldn't help but laugh heartily, and looking at Chu Zhao's dark face no longer disgusted her.

Chu Zhao was careful not to get too close to her. After checking her pulse, he gave her another injection, prescribed today's medicine, stood up and left.

As soon as he got out of the hospital, he ran into Murong Xiao.

Murong Xiao wore a black python robe embroidered with gold. He was tall and tall, and he looked majestic. Regardless of his character, he was a rare and handsome man.

When he saw Chu Zhao, he stopped and did not move forward, waiting for Chu Zhao to greet him.

However, Chu Zhao didn't even bend down, and just called "Prince" lightly.

Murong Xiao couldn't say the "free gift" he had prepared, but frowned and stared at her face again and again.

It's strange, it's obviously still the same dark and ugly face, but why does it feel different from before?

Seeing that he was silent, Chu Zhao crossed over to leave, but he grabbed his arm: "Wait a minute, I have something to tell you."