The reborn beauty is pregnant again and again

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden loud noise in the hall, and a slightly poisonous smoke instantly filled the air, blurring everyone's vision. The unprepared guards and crossbowmen were choked and burst into tears. They hacked and ran around, and some were accidentally injured by arrows, so there were screams and cries everywhere.

Youzhu instinctively closed his eyes and covered his mouth, drew his sword to defend himself, and shouted to his confidants and others to protect him.

When there was chaos in the hall, He Yuxiang carried Jiang Nanqiu and retreated to a safe place.

After he gently put her on the bed, he found a lot of blood on her face. It should be scratched by the arrow that flew through the hall just now, and it looked like she was seriously injured.

He Yuxiang frowned and observed the wound. Suddenly, something began to crawl out of the wound.

After seeing those things clearly, he was suddenly shocked and his hands began to tremble slightly...

Jiang Nanqiu was already suffering from morning sickness, and after being frightened and losing so much blood, he fainted the moment he was shot by the arrow.

When she opened her eyes again, it was almost dawn.

It took her a while to turn her head and she found He Yuxiang sitting on a chair beside the bed, seeming to be looking at her from a distance.

The room was quiet and dim at this time. Since there was no light and there was little light outside, he happened to have his back to the light.

Jiang Nanqiu couldn't see He Yuxiang's expression clearly, but he felt that his mind looked a little strange, not the same as usual.

Just when she was confused and puzzled, He Yuxiang suddenly spoke softly.

"When I was rescued from the Tongxin Gu outbreak, only half of my hair had turned white."

Jiang Nanqiu was stunned.

"After each hysterical attack, my hair turned gray. By the second attack, my hair was completely gray."

"The first time I had an attack, I heard you crying and calling my name, and I saw your figure, but I reached out my hand and it was empty. The second time I saw you on the street, but I couldn't catch up with you, and then I realized it was just a woman with a similar figure..."

He Yuxiang's tone was very calm, without any sadness or joy, as if he was just worrying about other people's business.

But he remembered the reasons and details of each time, as if they were engraved in his bones.

Jiang Nanqiu gradually understood what he was saying.

My whole body was shaking and tears were streaming down my face.

She trembled as she approached He Yuxiang, and almost fell off the bed, but he hugged her and continued to narrate calmly.

"Ma'am, have you ever heard of Boil Wolf?"

"My father is an expert in this area. Others go hunting with dogs, but he only brings tamed wild wolves. That's why he is called the Wild Wolf King."

"If you want to be like a wild wolf that listens to its master, you only need to trap it in a cage and put the bloody meat outside. Once it stretches out its claws and opens its mouth, you should stab it, burn it, or poison it until it becomes accustomed to the wounds and becomes completely afraid. Even if you open the cage, it will not dare to eat without permission. Only then can you say that it is cooked."

He Yuxiang used all his strength to hug Jiang Nanqiu tightly, his face hidden in the shadows and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"I'm sorry, I'm just like those wolves, I've been frightened by hysteria. You've been around for so long, and I can see familiar figures everywhere, but I dare not think of you. I just keep telling myself that you've been dead for a long time..."

Jiang Nanqiu shook her head desperately, trying to comfort him, but she could only hug her husband and sob heartbreakingly, stroking him constantly.

She still remembered how heart-wrenching it was when the medicine stopped working and she thought of his absence, as if she had been cut into pieces.

The overwhelming pain that He Yuxiang experienced because of his hysteria was even more suffocating and desperate than her. It was like she died again and again in front of him.

He was reminded of this every time, cruelly waking him up from his hope and luck.

It was those twelve repeated deaths that caused the hair of a man called an evil ghost to turn completely white and completely broke his will and sanity.

Even when she came before him in person, he sensed something, but he subconsciously avoided her and didn't dare to believe it.

When the two of them were being affectionate, Jiang Nanqiu had felt a little disappointed. They had been together for so long and were so close, but why didn't he recognize her?

Now that I think about it, how could she be so harsh and cruel?

He Yuxiang used to be fearless and had a heart as deep as the sea. He could tell the whole picture from just a little detail, and nothing could be hidden from him.

But she forgot that he was not even a normal person now. He was just a half-crazy patient tortured by the pain of losing his wife and hysteria!

No, that's not right. Even though he was completely tamed by the hallucination and lost his ability to distinguish, he still cared for her instinctively. For her, he did many things that went against common sense and plans, and subconsciously used various methods to keep her by his side.

So, her husband actually recognized her from the beginning. But he was sick and didn't know it, and she was also blinded by the illusion and didn't realize it...

He Yuxiang buried his face in Jiang Nanqiu's neck, his body trembling violently.

Jiang Nanqiu felt his hot tears and was heartbroken, crying so hard that his entire internal organs ached.

He Yuxiang, who came to deliver the mute medicine, listened for a while outside, smiled slightly, and walked away quietly. It seemed that words were useless now, so he would come back later.

Youzhu failed to threaten and was restrained, and was imprisoned in the dungeon of Changyuan Palace with several confidants. The confidants were very anxious, but she was not panicked, which made them think too much.

"Don't worry, he doesn't dare to do anything to us." Youzhu said.

The confidant was really worried, "But the master and Lord He have torn their faces, and now they are under his control..."

Youzhu smiled, "It was just a small conflict. I didn't kill his woman. How can it be considered a falling out? All the people around this area are ours. If he dares to harm me, he won't be able to leave this palace alive."

However, she never expected that outside the quiet dungeon, there was already a sea of ​​corpses and the sound of killing was deafening.

After He Yuxiang received the news sent by He Yuxiang, he set up an ambush and arranged manpower.

The smoke had no irritating effect on them as they had already applied special potions, and killing those half-blind enemies was a piece of cake.

They captured Youzhu alive according to Lord He's orders, and took advantage of the special terrain of Changyuan Palace and various hidden combat facilities to kill all the people brought by Youzhu, leaving no one alive.