I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 4|Four dragons
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Mu Wanwan's words were sincere, and every word seemed to be reasonable. Bai Shuiyao was a little confused by what she said. Her tearful eyes widened slightly, as if she was trying hard to express herself.
Mu Wanwan did not give her a chance to continue to insult him, "Yao Yao, no matter what you want to do, I will support you, miss. Don't worry, with me supporting you in the tyrant's house, you will definitely not Something's wrong."
Bai Shuiyao's pretty cheeks turned red, her dark peach blossom eyes stared at Mu Wanwan, but she couldn't say a single word——
She is the silly sister that I didn’t know and used to, but now she is even more miserable than she is and pretends to be pitiful.
Strike while the iron is hot, Mu Wanwan showed her his hands that were scratched by scales last night, "Yao Yao, I still have to take care of that disabled tyrant. Look at my hands, they are all his blood. , and little bugs..."
One of the characteristics of Bai Shuiyao in the original book is that she loves to be clean, and she hates bugs. Before, she was in a hurry to convince Mu Wanwan to run away with her, but she didn’t notice Mu Wanwan’s dirty hands. Now when she looks at it, It was unbearable. She was holding back her anger and couldn't find a place to vent it. She just glared at Mu Wanwan angrily and left.
Mu Wanwan still had tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, but she felt very happy.
She hates this kind of Bai Lianhua who pretends to be "for your own good" on the surface but doesn't know how to plot against you in her heart. I guess Bai Shuiyao has never been blocked by anyone using her usual tricks.
I couldn't sleep well due to her making such a fuss. Mu Wanwan looked at the gradually brightening sky, sighed, fetched water to wash up, changed into the clothes he brought, and thought about it. Still holding the last clean handkerchief in his hand, he changed the basin of clean water and entered the room.
She completely opened the curtain, and as soon as she entered the door, she could see the tyrant lying on the jade bed.
He still maintained the same posture she had put for him last night, with his arms on one side and his docked tail hanging down on the side, without moving at all.
Mu Wanwan walked to him and looked at his dirty black hair that was pulled together, with some blood under the broken corners, and felt pity in his heart——
The villain who once covered the sky with one hand was covered in filth. Judging from his appearance, he probably hadn't bathed in a long time. Even if his tail was rotten, he was also very dirty.
Mu Wanwan gently lifted the long broken hair covering his eyes, carefully avoiding his broken corners, and used a moist handkerchief to wipe away the dirt on his face bit by bit. The gentleman's face gradually became clearer.
Mu Wanwan didn’t dare to look at his face last night. After wiping off most of the blood stains and dirt, she realized that he was not as ugly as she imagined——
The thick black eyebrows are carved diagonally into the temples, and below are the slightly deep eye sockets. The raven black eyelashes are long and curled, like two small fans. His face was pale, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. They were dry and cracked, showing purple and blood scars that did not match his face.
If it weren't for the black and red lines that almost spread across his entire face, he would be a handsome dragon.
While Mu Wanwan was thinking, he saw the lines on Mr. Long's cheek suddenly moved. He was so frightened that his hand shook, and the whole handkerchief suddenly hit his face.
Mu Wanwan: "..."
She hurriedly picked up the handkerchief and said sorry several times. After saying that, she waited for a while before noticing that the tyrant had not woken up, but the lines on his cheeks seemed to be alive and would appear from time to time. Move twice, just like the withered yellow scales on his body.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Mu Wanwan was relieved in a funny way. She knew that he couldn't hear her, but she still said softly, "I will wash your face every day from now on... If I have a chance, I will do it again." Let me wipe your tail."
Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long who showed his true face, and felt more sympathy for him. It turned out that he also had an expression——
His brows were furrowed, his lips were blue, cold sweat was covering his forehead, and his eyelashes were trembling uneasily. He looked very uncomfortable. Coupled with the rotting tail, he must be in a lot of pain, right?
Mu Wanwan felt uncomfortable, and she was planning to get him some medicine as soon as possible, when she heard a harsh female voice coming from outside the door, "Madam, it's time for breakfast."
Knowing that Fuliu was coming, Mu Wanwan put down the handkerchief, walked to the door, and met Fuliu's unkind gaze, "You only have a quarter of an hour."
She was holding a food box in her hand. When she saw Mu Wanwan coming out, she handed the food box to her. She seemed not to be ready to enter the room.
Mu Wanwan didn’t care. She hadn’t eaten anything since she walked in. She was very hungry. She nodded numbly, took the food box and entered the house, opened the lid, pinched a steamed bun and ate it. stand up.
In the morning, there were only steamed buns and a bowl of white porridge with a few pickles. This was the standard meal in the Tyrant's Mansion. Mu Wanwan was not surprised, as she was preparing to clear the bowl. As she swallowed the porridge, the tyrant's dry, cracked lips suddenly appeared so clearly in her mind.
It is written in the book that the tyrant is extremely powerful. He usually has the best food and clothing. He drinks wine made from spiritual fruits and eats the flesh of spiritual beasts. But now, he has become like this It looks like there are no clothes at all, and there is no one to take care of hygiene, let alone food and drink.
According to the memory in the original body, a strong man of level 3 or above will not starve to death if he does not eat for a week. However, the tyrant, as one of the strong men of level 7 who once stood at the top of the continent, even if he is seriously injured, becomes If you have a plant dragon, you won't starve to death even if you don't eat.
However, there should be a lot of discomfort.
Six or seven days have passed since the original person married into the tyrant's house. In my impression, the tyrant has never eaten anything. Ao Qin took over the forces under him and did not send anyone to deliver any medicine or spiritual energy. Here comes the pill fruit, so Mr. Long must have been hungry for a long time.
The porridge in front of him still exuded a burst of fragrance, but Mu Wanwan lost his original good appetite. She had thought about it and had finished the porridge by herself, leaving the tyrant alone and letting him starve.
Although she is now his happy wife in name, they are just strangers anyway. What happens to him has nothing to do with her. Moreover, the tyrant is now a plant dragon. Even if she does not take care of her so well, he will not know. of...
However, if Mu Wanwan really wanted to leave him alone, this bowl of porridge that was supposed to be sweet turned out to be so unpalatable and tasteless.