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

Mo Zhaohua was thinking about how to answer so as to cover up the past and not arouse suspicion.

Chu Xuanchi spoke calmly, "As a servant, I shouldn't talk about my master's private affairs."

"Yes, Your Highness." Yueying actually just mentioned it casually. She didn't think about it, and she never doubted Mo Zhaohua.

Chu Xuanchi sent them away, "You can go down, the princess is here."

Mo Zhaohua felt guilty, "My husband, do you have anything to ask me?"

Chu Xuanchi opened his eyes and met her guilty eyes, "No, I just believe that Zhao Zhao will not harm me."

Mo Zhaohua knew that he must be suspicious of her, so he sent Wuying and Yueying out to prevent them from asking any further questions.

She had been thinking about whether she should tell him the truth so that he wouldn't feel uneasy, but after hearing what she said, she backed off.

How strange it is to live again. If she really tells it out, will she be burned to death as a monster and die with hatred in her heart again?

But thinking of Chu Xuanchi's efforts for her in her previous life, she felt that he would believe her, so she decided to speak out, "Husband..."

Chu Xuanchi interrupted her, "Zhao Zhao, don't force yourself. You are treating me sincerely, which is enough to prove that you are trustworthy."

Mo Zhaohua raised his hands to the sky, "Okay, I, Mo Zhaohua, swear to heaven that anyone could harm my husband, except me!"

"There is no need to swear between you and me!" Chu Xuanchi said firmly, "I'll say it again, I, Chu Xuanchi, believe you."

"Husband, actually I am..." Mo Zhaohua was touched by his trust and wanted to tell the truth, but she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest.

She raised her hand to cover her chest, her breathing became rapid, cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and the blood color on her face faded instantly, leaving her as pale as a ghost.

"What's wrong with you?" Chu Xuanchi's heart was lifted up when he saw this. He only hated that his legs could not move, and hurriedly shouted, "Wuying, come in!"

Wuying rushed in upon hearing the noise, and his face changed drastically when he saw Mo Zhaohua's appearance, "What's wrong with the princess?"

Mo Zhaohua covered his chest with one hand and held on to the chair tightly with the other, and only then did he manage to steady himself and avoid falling.

She took a few deep breaths before finally calming down a little. She spoke with difficulty, "You... go out first..."

Wuying looked at Chu Xuanchi in embarrassment, "Master, this..."

Chu Xuanchi asked Mo Zhaohua again what he meant, "Zhao Zhao?"

Mo Zhaohua bent down and lowered his head, breathing heavily, "Let's go out first..."

Chu Xuanchi didn't say anything, but just gave Wuying a look, indicating that he should go out first.

Mo Zhaohua took a long time to relax, and the severe pain in his chest gradually subsided and his breathing became even.

Chu Xuanchi saw her raise her head and her complexion looked better than before, but he was still worried, "How is Zhao Zhao?"

Mo Zhaohua took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead and tidied her hair, "I'm sorry for making my husband worry."

"What happened just now? Does Zhaozhao have a hidden illness?" Chu Xuanchi was not disgusted, he was just worried about her.

"I'm not sure, maybe." Mo Zhaohua suspected that he couldn't tell the truth, so he decided to try again, "Actually, I..."

The truth of rebirth was already at her fingertips, and as expected, she felt a sharp pain in her chest again, as if someone had hit her chest hard with a hammer.

Chu Xuanchi saw the pain on her face, and then thought about what she wanted to say to him before, and guessed that she might not be able to say it.

Although he didn't know why just wanting to say a few words would cause her so much pain, he still couldn't bear to see her suffer like this.

He immediately stopped her, "Zhao Zhao, if you can't say it, then don't say it anymore. No matter what it is, I don't want to know."

Every time the severe pain in her chest came, Mo Zhaohua could no longer speak. She was sure that she could not speak of her rebirth.

After she calmed down, she looked at Chu Xuanchi apologetically, "I'm sorry, husband, it's not that I want to hide it..."

Chu Xuanchi felt his heart ache when he thought of her previous pain. "It doesn't matter. I don't care. I just want Zhao Zhao to be well."

Mo Zhaohua wanted to be honest, fearing that this matter would cause trouble in the future, "My husband, do you really not doubt me?"

Chu Xuanchi was naturally suspicious, but he was willing to gamble, "It doesn't matter, you can have your own secrets, I only believe in your heart."

He thought very clearly that if she was really someone sent by Chu Xuanhan, it would be impossible for her to go to such great lengths to treat his legs.

As for what hidden illness she had or where her impressive medical skills came from, he really didn't care.

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were misty, "It is enough to have my husband's trust!"

***

Lunch.

Chu Xuanchi sat next to Mo Zhaohua, smelling of medicine.

The sweet and sour fish that Rong Qing specially made for her was placed in front of her.

Fish is often cooked in the Prince Yu's Mansion. Although Amber is serving her, it is not her turn to find fault with the fish.

Ever since Mo Zhaohua entered the mansion, Chu Xuanchi has taken over this job and carefully helps her pick out the bones every time they eat fish.

This time was no exception. He picked up a piece of fish, picked out the fish bones, and put it on her plate as usual.

Rong Qing had just picked out a piece of fish and was about to give it to Mo Zhaohua, but when he saw this, he was stunned for a moment and then gave up the idea.

The first two times they came to visit, she knew that Mo Zhaohua was not good at picking out fish bones, so he didn't catch any fish one time, but the next time he served, the fish bones had already been picked out.

Therefore, like other people in the Prince's Mansion, she was seeing the God of War Prince picking out fish bones for his wife for the first time.

This was a little hobby between them as a couple, so how could she get involved? Instead, she put the piece of fish into her mouth.

Everyone else smiled and said nothing, only Rong Yue widened her eyes, "Wow... my cousin's husband actually picked out fish bones for my cousin."

Mo Zhaohua swallowed the food in his mouth first, then looked at her with a smile, "Yueyue, are you envious of me?"

Rong Yue pouted, "No, Yueyue is jealous. Mother was only willing to help pick fish bones when Yueyue was young."

Chu Xuanchi smiled and comforted her, "Cousin, there is no need to be jealous. Just find a man who is willing to cherish you when discussing marriage."

When it comes to marriage proposal, Rong Yue resists, "Then Yue Yue should find faults on her own. Yue Yue doesn't want to marry into a stranger's family."

Zhongli Xiuya asked tentatively, "If that man treats Yueyue the same way the prince treats the princess, will Yueyue also not be willing to marry?"

She was well aware of Rong Yue's resistance to the marriage proposal, and intended to use Mo Zhaohua's happiness after marriage to comfort her. After all, she would have to get married sooner or later.

Rong Yue, who was originally very resistant to getting married, now had some expectations, "Will someone treat Yue Yue like that?"

Zhongli Xiu Ya secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course there will be one. Yue Yue is still young, don't worry, you can look for it slowly."

The Duke of Fuguo was reluctant to let his granddaughter get married. "There is really no rush. I want you to stay by my side for a few more years."

Rong Hai thought of Rong Qing's experience, "That's right, if you don't have a good man, Dad can support you for the rest of your life, so I won't let him bully you."

Listening to his words, Mo Zhaohua couldn't help but think of Rong Yue's tragic fate in her previous life.