Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Countless questions poured out.

He looked at Meng Qingge with angry and hateful eyes, demanding an answer.

Meng Qingge must have been hiding something from him.

Yun Chaomu moved her lips. How should she explain?

"Chu Ling, listen to me..."

"What? Meng Qingge, did you lie to me? What did you hide from me? Huh?"

He looked at her sharply, with suspicion and temptation.

In this world, if you tell a lie, you will need countless lies to cover it up.

Facing Chu Ling's questioning and angry eyes, she suppressed the pain in her heart and said softly, "Chu Ling, Yun Chaomu left before she passed away. Maybe she came back to Jingdu City and wanted to seek revenge on Yun Qianqian? But she didn't expect to be killed and then thrown into a mass grave and buried."

"No, that's not right... Then why didn't you tell me before? Why did you lie to me and say that my sister left in front of you?"

He pressed the issue step by step.

Yun Chaomu couldn't explain it.

She actually never thought that she would see her own corpse before she died, and she didn't dare to think about it.

"Meng Qingge, say something!"

He roared.

"Chu Ling, that's enough."

Seeing that Yun Chaomu's eyes were red and filled with tears, Di Wuming scolded him coldly.

"She wasn't the one who killed Yun Chaomu. Even if you have hatred and anger in your heart, don't direct it at her. Didn't you see that she was also very sad?"

Emperor Wuming sneered.

Chu Ling stood there with red eyes, looking at the pile of dry bones. He learned about her death from Meng Qingge, but he never thought that when he saw her again, there would only be a pile of dry bones. His beautiful sister Amu was the joy and wait of his youth. He thought she would have a smooth life, but she ended up like this.

How could they do this to her?

What did she do wrong?

Chu Ling didn't say a word. He slowly raised his hand and walked towards the pile of bones. "My Lord, I want to take my sister away and bury her properly. Is that ok?"

he asked with red eyes.

The clouds trembled from morning to night.

"Chu Ling, Yun Chaomu's body is of use to me for the time being, I..."

"Useful? What do you want my sister's body for? If you don't let her rest in peace, what do you want to do?"

Chu Ling was angry and he yelled at her.

In fact, he didn't want to vent his anger on Meng Qingge. It wasn't her who killed his elder sister, but she clearly lied and concealed something. Now she said she wanted to take his elder sister's body away. What did she want to do?

"Feng Ling, you can't even protect yourself, where can you bury this corpse? This corpse is evidence, proof that Yun Qianqian killed someone."

Emperor Wuming said slowly.

Although he didn't know what Meng Qingge had concealed, her grief was beyond words, and she was even sadder.

Chu Ling stared at Meng Qingge for a long while. The cold wind of the dark night ruffled his hair. His eyes were red, and he said nothing. He just walked forward tremblingly, squatted in front of the pile of messy bones, and cried bitterly.

"Sister."

"Sister Amu."

His cries were muffled, suppressed, and swallowed into his stomach.

"A Ling..."

Yun Chaomu called him with red eyes, but he seemed not to hear her. Without saying a word, he stood up, slowly turned around and walked towards the Shan family.

"Chu Ling."

Yun Chaomu shouted hurriedly behind him.

Chu Ling paused, without looking back, his back was desolate, and he limped towards the darkness.

"Leng Feng, follow me."

Emperor Wuming ordered.

"Yes."

The mountain wind was bleak. Yun Chaomu took off his cloak and placed the bones on it piece by piece, then carefully wrapped them up. "My Lord, let's go."

"This corpse..."

Di Linghan couldn't help but say when he saw her holding the corpse in her arms.

"Wait till daybreak and find a place to bury it."

she says.

Di Wuming wanted to say that they could go to bury her bones tonight, but seeing that she was obviously in a low mood, he didn't say anything in the end.

Yun Chaomu was feeling listless. The mountain breeze gave her a headache, and she developed a high fever right after returning to the mansion. This was the result of both serious physical injuries and mental illness coming at her at the same time.

"Where's Chu Ling?"

Even though she felt very dizzy, she was still worried that something might happen to Chu Ling.

Seeing her like this, Di Wuming raised his eyebrows and said, "He is fine. He has returned to his yard and locked himself in the house. Don't worry about other people. Take care of yourself first."

Emperor Wuming's tone was not very good.

Yun Chaomu didn't want to talk to him any more and fell into a deep sleep. During the sleep, she felt someone feeding her medicine and applying ice to her forehead. She felt hot and pressed herself against the cool spot.

Di Wuming watched her unconsciously grabbing his hand and pressing it against her face. His cold expression turned red. Her fever was severe and her illness was coming on aggressively. He pursed his lips, not knowing why Meng Qingge had made herself so embarrassed. It seemed like she had a lot on her mind and was hiding something extremely important.

Her hatred, her pain, her forbearance.

Yun Chaomu was indeed deeply saddened. He suffered from a high fever and fell into a coma, remaining in a sleep for two days.

After waking up, she was a little confused and had no idea what year it was. When she remembered what happened at the mass grave, she sat up and pulled the wound on her body, hissing in pain.

There was a noise coming from outside, and Mr. Wang's loud voice was heard outside.

"Is Miss Meng still not awake? That's not right. Logically, the high fever should have subsided last night. She should have woken up. Let's go in and take a look. Something serious has really happened!"

Hearing Old Wang's voice, Yun Chaomu stood up and put on her coat. She saw at a glance the thing wrapped in the cloak. It was her corpse. She had been in a coma for two days, and Di Wuming kept his promise and did not touch her things. He actually allowed her to take the pile of bones back.

It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed.

If it weren't for Di Wuming, her body would still be abandoned and buried in a mass grave. That doesn't make sense. I wonder what Yun Qianqian's mother wanted to do by sending people to dig it up.

Her hand trembled as she touched the cloak, and her eyes felt sore.

Old Wang was walking back and forth anxiously outside, thinking of asking the nanny serving in the yard to come in and take a look. At this time, Yun Chaomu opened the door.

When Elder Wang saw Yun Chaomu, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Meng girl, you're awake, are you feeling any discomfort?"

"Much better, thank you, Mr. Wang."

Clouds on the road in the morning and evening.

My throat is slightly hoarse.

Old Wang waved his hand, "Thank you for what you did. This is my job. But Lord You has been so concerned about you that he didn't rest for two nights in a row. He only went back to take a nap after your fever subsided."

Yun Chaomu's heart skipped a beat, a very unfamiliar throbbing sensation.

She had a vague impression that when she had a high fever, she could vaguely feel someone cooling her down, so she moved towards the source of coolness, thinking it was the nanny. Could it be that Di Wuming was taking care of her personally?

Thinking of this, her ears felt hot.

She didn't want to tell Elder Wang about this, so she asked, "Elder Wang, what big thing did you just say?"