Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

How could Mo Zhaohua just abandon him and leave?

She took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of his mouth. "You were drunk last night, is your stomach still hurting?"

"Hmm..." Chu Xuanchi clenched his fists and tried hard to face her, but in the end he still didn't have the courage.

Mo Zhaohua put her hand on his lower abdomen, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I should have thought of this earlier."

Chu Xuanchi simply lay down and pulled the quilt over his head, "You'd better go out..."

Mo Zhaohua held his hand that was grabbing the quilt, "Chu Xuanchi, remember, I, Mo Zhaohua, am your wife!"

Chu Xuanchi was covered in the quilt, and his voice sounded very dull, "Your husband shouldn't be so embarrassed..."

Seeing him so inferior, Mo Zhaohua felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe. He took a few deep breaths before he managed to calm down.

"My husband was injured for the country and the people. This is neither embarrassment nor embarrassing, but the best proof."

Chu Xuanchi's heartstrings were touched, and he made a little concession, "Zhao Zhao, please give me some time..."

Mo Zhaohua held his hand tightly, "Chu Xuanchi, please promise me that you will let me face it with you in the future."

Chu Xuanchi was worried, "As time goes by, you will be frightened, exhausted, and will dislike me as a burden..."

Mo Zhaohua swore on the spot, "I, Mo Zhaohua, will grow old and die, but I will never despise you. If I break this oath, God..."

Hearing that she had made such a vicious oath, Chu Xuanchi could not bear it, so he threw back the quilt and interrupted her, "I believe you!"

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were red, "My husband, you are finally willing to look at me."

Chu Xuanchi's eyes were a little wet, "It's too dirty here, let them clean it up first."

Mo Zhaohua immediately called out, "Pearl, Amber, come in."

Pearl and Amber came in in response, "Princess."

Mo Zhaohua ordered in a cold voice, "One of you clean up here, and the other one go get a basin of cold water."

Pearl and Amber both went out, the former returning with her tools to clean up, while the latter went to fetch water.

After Amber fetched a basin of cold water from the well in the yard, Mo Zhaohua took a towel and put it in it.

She wrung out the wet towel, folded it and covered Chu Xuanchi's forehead. This was a way to reduce fever without taking any medicine.

After Pearl packed up and went out, Amber was also sent away, leaving only Mo Zhaohua and Chu Xuanchi in the huge bedroom.

Chu Xuanchi felt a cool sensation on his forehead, which was extremely comfortable. "Is Zhao Zhao going to cure me?"

Mo Zhaohua sniffed and held back her tears, "My husband is still smiling, and my heart is almost broken."

Chu Xuanchi continued to laugh like a child, "Zhao Zhao, I'm really happy that you treat me like this."

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were sore, "Why are you so happy? If you can't take the medicine, how can your illness get better?"

She could see that he was happy and could guess the reason. Since he lost his mother's family, no one seemed to care about him.

All he wanted was an emotion, family love, love, and friendship. In these years, he could only have the latter.

Chu Xuanchi didn't care, "It doesn't matter, it's been like this before, just wait a few more days and it will get better."

Mo Zhaohua said seriously: "You were alone before, but now you have a concubine. Can the situation still be the same?"

"Zhao Zhao is so fierce." Due to the high fever, the corners of Chu Xuanchi's eyes were red, his tone softened, and he looked a little aggrieved.

Mo Zhaohua felt a pang of pain in his heart. He was not just looking at someone feeling wronged. He himself had suffered a lot of injustice over the years.

She reached into the quilt and rubbed his stomach. "Any doctor hates uncooperative patients."

Chu Xuanchi explained weakly, "But it's not that I don't want to cooperate. I didn't mean to spit out the medicine..."

Mo Zhaohua looked at his aggrieved expression, resisted the urge to bully him, and asked him gently, "Does your head hurt?"

Chu Xuanchi knew that she understood medical knowledge and might even be quite proficient in it, so he did not dare to deny it, "A little bit..."

"A little?" Mo Zhaohua wanted to scold him again, "In my husband's eyes, as long as it doesn't hurt to death, it only hurts a little, right?"

"As a man, I can't do that..." Chu Xuanchi quickly changed his words, "I know I was wrong, it hurts a lot..."

When he was a child, he was not afraid of his majestic father or his powerful grandparents and uncles, but he was afraid of the imperial physician who would make him drink bitter medicine.

Now that he has grown up, he is not afraid of anything. Unexpectedly, Mo Zhaohua broke into his heart and became his weak spot.

He couldn't bear to see her sad, nor to make her angry. Even a mere frown could touch his heart.

Mo Zhaohua felt his heart break. "Just take a nap. I'll massage you later. Try taking the medicine when your stomach feels better."

“Thank you…” Chu Xuan was exhausted from the torment, his vision was blurred, and his eyelids were too heavy to open.

Mo Zhaohua's voice suddenly turned cold, "Am I an outsider?"

Chu Xuanchi denied it again and again, "No, Zhao Zhao is already my wife."

Mo Zhaohua's eyes turned colder, "You are so distant with me, but you look down on me?"

Chu Xuanchi explained, "No, I am really grateful to Zhao Zhao. You made me feel cared for and concerned about me."

"Wuying and the others all care about you." Mo Zhaohua was making up for him and didn't need his gratitude.

"That's different!" Chu Xuanchi said firmly, "Zhao Zhao, you are different from anyone else. You are my only one."

Mo Zhaohua put his other hand on his face, "You are my only one, so you have to get better, do you understand?"

"I understand. I will be fine!" Chu Xuanchi was full of expectation. "I will definitely stand up again and stand shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Zhao."

"Yes, I will!" Mo Zhaohua said in a gentle voice, "Sleep peacefully, I will always be here with you, my husband."

"Zhao Zhao..." Chu Xuanchi was reluctant to close his eyes, as that would prevent him from seeing the woman he loved.

"Be obedient, or I will be mean to you again." Mo Zhaohua pretended to be fierce, but the tenderness in his eyes could not be erased.

Chu Xuanchi pursed his lips and chuckled, "Zhao Zhao is mean to me, but I like it too."

Mo Zhaohua changed his threat and said, "You like it? Fine, if you don't rest well, I won't accompany you."

Chu Xuanchi quickly grabbed her hand that was covering his abdomen, "I'll be good, Zhao Zhao, don't leave, I'll be good..."

At this moment, he is no longer the God of War Prince of Southern Xinjiang, but just a sick child who needs company.

"That's right, take a good rest." Mo Zhaohua stopped, picked up the towel and put it into the basin to soak it again.

Chu Xuanchi's gaze followed her until the scarf returned to his forehead again, and then he closed his eyes tiredly.

Because of the high fever and stomach pain, he was unable to drink any medicine for the whole afternoon. He felt like vomiting as soon as he took the medicine, and the high fever could not be reduced.

Mo Zhaohua just gave him cold compress in the afternoon, but the effect was not obvious. His fever had not subsided by the evening, so he decided to change another method.