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

Mo Zhaohua calmed down and said, "Why do you doubt Zhao Zhao? His talent is too strong. How can he improve so quickly by practicing both medicine and martial arts?"

She had a proud smile on her face and said this in a deliberately complacent manner, so as not to show the slightest hint of guilt.

Rong Hai also chimed in, "Wasn't it the same when the fourth brother first learned the art of war? Just as Dad said, you are too good."

The Duke of Fuguo himself suffered a lot from the war, so he naturally loved his son when he was old and intended to train Rong Xiao to take the imperial examination.

But Rong Xiao just couldn't sit still. When he was just starting to learn, he angered several teachers and left. Later, no one was willing to teach him.

Seeing that he liked to wield swords and guns, the Duke of Fuguo trained him to be a military general and explained military books to him, to which he listened with great interest.

In order to be able to understand military books, Rong Xiao started learning characters. When he recognized more characters, he ran to the study and looked for military books to read.

Later, the Duke of Fuguo went to the battlefield again. There was no one to teach Rong Xiao personally, so he basically learned everything by himself.

Speaking of his youngest son, the Duke of Fuguo laughed, "Haha... that makes sense. Zhaozhao is also a descendant of our Rong family."

Seeing that he no longer had doubts, Mo Zhaohua breathed a sigh of relief and said, "If uncle is willing to let Zhao Zhao receive treatment, you can send someone to get the medicine."

Rong Hai couldn't wait, "Okay, I'll send someone right away. Then I'll take care of it and teach the servants how to decoct the medicine."

Mo Zhaohua agreed immediately. Since she didn't want to reveal the fact that she knew medical skills, she begged Fuguogong and Ronghai to help keep it secret.

Rong Hai didn't quite understand, "Why do you want to hide such a good thing?"

Mo Zhaohua made an excuse, "A tall tree attracts the wind, and Zhao Zhao is just a beginner."

The Duke of Fuguo nodded in agreement, "You are right. Zhao Zhao is a princess, not a female doctor. Why do you need to publicize it?"

Rong Hai understood, "I see, we can just keep this a secret among our family members, the less publicity, the less trouble."

"Zhao Zhao thanks grandpa and uncle for their understanding. As for the matter of decocting the medicine, uncle needs to find someone he can trust."

Mo Zhaohua is now cautious in everything he does. He doesn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble, and even more so, he doesn't want to bring more trouble.

Rong Hai smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle promises that the person he found will be tight-lipped and won't leak a single word."

***

The study room of the Royal Palace.

Chu Xuanchi leaned against the chair with a pale face.

Fengying came in with a bowl of pitch-black medicine, "Master, the medicine is here."

Wuying reached out and picked up the bowl on the tray, tested the temperature, and then handed it to Chu Xuanchi.

Chu Xuanchi took a look and didn't want to drink it at all. Just the smell of it made his mouth bitter.

But medicine is not something he can just not take if he wants to. His broken body doesn't allow him to be willful.

Wuying saw disdain in his eyes, but took the bowl of medicine resolutely, tilted her head back, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed silently.

After Chu Xuanchi finished drinking the medicine, he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the corners of his mouth. This was the handkerchief Mo Zhaohua gave him.

"When will the master's injury heal?" Fengying tucked the tray under his armpit and counted on his fingers, "It's been half a year."

Not only did Chu Xuanchi's legs become disabled, but his internal injuries also never healed and flared up frequently. He had to take medicine every day, but the effect was not great.

As for why this was so, Fengying was simple-minded and didn't know, but he and Wuying knew it clearly.

Wuying's eyes darkened slightly, and his voice was cold, "It depends on when those people are willing to let the master get better."

"Those people are so bad, can't we just kill them directly?" Fengying said as he slashed a few times in the air with his hand knife.

"No, because we don't have the strength yet." Wuying handed him the medicine bowl, "Okay, you go out first."

"Oh..." Fengying responded and took the medicine bowl, turning the tray with one hand, and even opening and closing the door with his feet.

Chu Xuanchi pursed his lips and said, "This child is already fifteen and still so naive. I wonder when he will grow up."

Wuying's brows relaxed a little, "Who can I blame for this? Isn't it all because of the master's pampering?"

Chu Xuanchi asked him back, "So do you think I pamper you more, or do you indulge me more?"

"Ahem..." Wuying cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, "Subordinate and master, same here."

"Zhao Zhao stayed overnight at the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion?" This was what Chu Xuanchi was talking to Wuying before Fengying came in.

Wuying replied, "Yes, Yueying didn't know about it in advance and hadn't made any preparations. I'm afraid it's not convenient to write a letter today."

Chu Xuanchi groaned, "Nothing, if there is nothing important in the future, she doesn't need to report every day."

Wuying asked, "Can we have someone investigate why the princess suddenly stayed at the Prince's Mansion?"

Chu Xuanchi said without hesitation, "No need, I believe in Zhao Zhao, and I should give Zhao Zhao some freedom."

Wuying nodded in response, "I understand."

Although Chu Xuanchi was ill, he was in a very good mood. "How is the backyard layout going?"

"Everything has been arranged according to your instructions." The backyard is the mistress's residence, and Wuying dare not slack off.

Chu Xuanchi asked, "The backyard seems a little petty to me. Will it be unfair to Zhao Zhao?"

"How could it be? Looking at the entire Shengjing City, apart from the palace and the Princess's Mansion, I'm afraid there is no better place than this."

In order to show his appreciation to Chu Xuanchi and boost morale, Emperor Wenzong spared no expense in building the Imperial Palace.

"Let's do this for now. If Zhao Zhao doesn't like it, we can choose another place after we move into the mansion and build a new courtyard according to Zhao Zhao's preferences."

When Chu Xuanchi thought about living with Mo Zhaohua and seeing her every day when he opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Without anyone around, Wuying dared to tease him, "Master, if you continue like this, I will be scared."

Chu Xuanchi snorted coldly, "What are you afraid of? I am not obsessed with beauty. It is Zhao Zhao who is worthy of my concern."

Wuying: “…”

My dear master, would you like to hear what you are saying?

***

Auxiliary government.

Mo Zhaohua has stayed for three days and is going back today.

Before leaving, she will give Rong Hai another acupuncture treatment, making a total of four times.

After removing the needle, she asked Rong Hai, "Has Uncle experienced numbness and weakness again in the past few days?"

Rong Hai replied, "Yes, it happened yesterday, but the numbness was much weaker and the duration was also shortened."

Mo Zhaohua was a little surprised. The effect seemed to be faster than in her previous life. Was it because of practicing the Heart Sutra?

She suppressed her doubts and said, "Zhao Zhao will come again in three days, and then we will have to wait a few days until we get married before she can come."

"Will it be inconvenient for Zhao Zhao after she gets married?" Rong Hai didn't want to trouble her, after all, she was a newlywed at that time.

"No, Xuan Chi..." Mo Zhaohua quickly changed his words, "Your Highness treats Zhao Zhao very well and will definitely not stop Zhao Zhao from seeing his relatives."

The Duke of Fuguo grinned, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, "Has Zhao Zhao addressed Your Highness by his name in private?"

Being teased by his elders, Mo Zhaohua blushed shyly and said coquettishly, "Grandfather~"

Upon seeing this, the Duke of Fuguo laughed heartily, "The little girl has grown up and now knows how to be shy, haha..."