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

Prince Yu’s Palace, West Wing.

Mo Zhaohua was giving acupuncture to Chu Xuanchi as usual.

After using the ointment specially prepared by the court envoy and judge, the external injuries on his legs healed a lot.

The minor injuries have healed, the scabs have fallen off, leaving only red new flesh, while the more serious injuries have formed scabs.

Chu Xuanchi no longer had to wear pants with ties at the cuffs to block out the plasters that made him sick.

After Mo Zhaohua pulled out the needle, he left one needle and found an acupuncture point to pierce it.

Chu Xuanchi knew that she was testing his pain and was ready, but he still gasped in pain, "hiss..."

Mo Zhaohua not only didn't feel sorry for him, but he also smiled happily, with a bright light shining in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"

Chu Xuanchi nodded, his eyes full of confusion, "Strange, I'm not someone who is afraid of pain, why does Zhao Zhao hurt so much just by stabbing me once?"

He lived on the edge of a knife in southern Xinjiang, and getting injured was a common occurrence. He had a great tolerance for pain.

Mo Zhaohua pulled out the silver needle and said, "Because I don't insert needles randomly, acupuncture with silver needles can save people or kill people!"

She wanted to test Chu Xuanchi's recovery, so she had requirements for acupuncture points and acupuncture techniques in order to better measure it.

Wuying was also happy, "Princess, the more pain the master feels, the better the pain recovery is, and he is one step closer to standing up, right?"

"Yes." Mo Zhaohua blinked and encouraged Chu Xuanchi, "Husband, do you want to try to see if you can move your legs?"

"Can I move now?" Chu Xuanchi nervously gripped the armrest of the wheelchair. He was afraid of being disappointed and had not dared to try.

Mo Zhaohua said: "I am not sure either. Judging from my husband's recovery, although he cannot stand up, he should be able to move a little."

Wuying then advised him, "Master, just give it a try. You have nothing to be afraid of as a man. If you fail, you can just try again."

Chu Xuanchi took a deep breath, then tentatively moved the big toe of his left foot, and it actually bent a little.

Wuying was ecstatic and looked unbelievable, "It can really move."

Mo Zhaohua patiently coaxed, "Husband, try something else, such as lifting your legs, maybe there will be a surprise."

Chu Xuanchi's heart was already pounding, and looking at her expectant expression, he tentatively raised his right leg.

Wuying saw that his legs were lifted up a little, and raised his voice excitedly, "Princess, the master's legs can really move."

Mo Zhaohua was also happy, but she was confident enough and knew the result, so she was able to remain calm.

She even had the leisure to remind him, "Ahem... no matter how excited you are, you still have to speak softly. Be careful of the ears of others."

Wuying tried to suppress his voice, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all because I'm too excited. I've been waiting for so long, and finally there is a breakthrough."

Chu Xuanchi tried to lift his left leg again, and the corners of his eyes turned red. "Zhao Zhao, one day, I will be able to hold you in my arms."

When he said he would hold her in his arms, he didn't mean that she would take the initiative to throw herself into his arms, but that he could stick to her anytime and anywhere, and could hold her and spin in circles.

Mo Zhaohua's eyes were as hot as flames, "I have always believed that this day will come, and I am waiting for it with peace of mind. My husband, don't worry."

Chu Xuanchi's eyes were misty. "Don't worry. Zhao Zhao is here. Why should I worry? Just listen to Zhao Zhao."

Upon seeing this, Wuying quickly and tactfully withdrew. He didn't dare to see Chu Xuanchi cry.

Chu Xuanchi's legs were placed on the edge of the bed to make it easier for Mo Zhaohua to give him acupuncture. He just lifted them up tentatively and did not put them down.

Mo Zhaohua then took a long step, crossed his legs, stood in front of him with his legs crossed, and then reached out to hold him in his arms.

Chu Xuanchi cried in her arms, his voice choked with sobs, "Zhao Zhao, I can move now. It's been more than a year, and I can finally move again."

Mo Zhaohua gently stroked the top of his head, "My husband is not only able to move, but will soon be able to stand up again. Everything is getting better."

"Well... it's all because of Zhao Zhao. Zhao Zhao is so good, but I actually suspected Zhao Zhao had ulterior motives at first. I'm really not a human being."

Chu Xuanchi was very upset about this. The better Mo Zhaohua treated him, the more guilty he felt. Whenever he thought about it, he wanted to slap himself twice.

"How can my husband still remember such trivial things? I have said that suspicion is a good thing. I like your caution."

Mo Zhaohua comforted him softly, and it took a while for him to calm down. His tears all fell on her clothes.

She changed the subject, "In a few days, on Mother's birthday, you can go take a medicinal bath to consolidate the treatment effect, and take another bath when Yueyue comes of age."

Chu Xuanchi asked sullenly, "Is it okay if the interval is so short?"

Mo Zhaohua smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I'm here to take care of everything. After taking the medicinal bath, I'll give you acupuncture in time to catalyze the effect of the medicine."

Chu Xuanchi was happy and grateful, "How could God favor me so much and send Zhao Zhao to my side?"

"This is not God's favor, but compensation for my husband. My husband is loyal to the emperor and loves the people, so he should not have suffered this disaster."

If God really favors him, how could he have died so miserably in his previous life? The reason he can get Mo Zhaohua in this life is due to the efforts he made in his previous life.

Mo Zhaohua then called Amber to bring in hot water, and he and Chu Xuanchi washed their mouths and lay down.

She habitually lay on her side, hugging Chu Xuanchi, "My husband, I have to go back to the Shangshu Mansion."

Chu Xuanchi knew the reason without thinking, "Going back to visit the old lady?"

Mo Zhaohua admitted: "Yes, it would be fine if I didn't know. Now that I know, I should go back to visit the patient."

Henry Chu sighed, "You don't need me to accompany you, right?"

Mo Zhaohua chuckled, "Grandmother's legs weakened when she saw my husband. If my husband really died, it would be bad for my health."

Henry Chu leaned close to her ear, and the warm breath he exhaled hit her neck, "Am I so scary?"

Mo Zhaohua shrank her neck and laughed sweetly, "My husband is not to be feared. What I am afraid of is the devil in my heart."

Chu Xuanchi kissed her neck, "You were so arrogant when you called me a waste behind my back, how come you are still afraid now?"

Mo Zhaohua cooperated with him, "Did Yueying report it in such detail? But the majesty of my husband cannot be offended."

"In addition to visiting the patient, does Zhaozhao also want to see the Qiao mother and son?" Chu Xuanchi tilted his head, his mouth movements becoming more and more bold.

Mo Zhaohua was aroused and felt numb. "My husband really understands me, but there is one more thing. I suspect that Madam Liu may have second thoughts."

"That's not two minds, that's three minds." Chu Xuanchi even had the intention to kill him, "There's no point in keeping such a fence-sitter."

Nanny Liu joined Mo Zhaohua and was willing to be her spy, which meant she was already disloyal. Later, she betrayed her and joined other people, which naturally meant she was disloyal.

Mo Zhaohua didn't want Chu Xuanchi to be stained with blood. "There's no need to kill him, but since he's useless, just don't use him anymore."

If she really wanted Madam Liu to die, she had plenty of ways to get others to do it.