Genius Doctor Peasant Girl Chapter 408: Secret weapon

Chapter Four Hundred and Eighth Chapter Secret Weapon

After listening to the prince explained in front of Chunfeng, I couldn't help thinking that Chunfeng had the idea of ​​looking for short-term views because he saw that scene.

Chunfeng frowned and looked at Baili Mochen, secretly slandering her, she looked so spineless?

"Ah, no, no, I didn't think about it, this is a bit complicated to say, you~ can you give me some time to organize my thoughts? I'll tell you when the time is up!"

Looking at Baili Mochen's inquiring eyes, Chunfeng couldn't help interrupting his imagination and asked tentatively.

"Oh, it's fine if you don't have it!" Hearing this, Baili Mochen let out a long sigh of relief as if he had put down a big rock in his heart, and said, "Okay, when you think about it, tell me whenever you want. Okay, just in the future, don't leave me for whatever reason, okay?"

Chunfeng couldn't remember how many times he said this to himself after he woke up.

"Okay!" Although this may be the Nth time, Spring Breeze still nodded sweetly.

"Okay, eat it quickly, otherwise the food will be cold!" Baili Mochen is satisfied with serving the spring breeze, and those black eyes hidden under the long and thick silhouette always bear a faint hint of light. The sadness is so light that people can't perceive it.

I remember that the child who has not met or even has not yet formed is always a permanent scar in my heart.

Although he is very sad, he still chooses to hide Chunfeng, because Chunfeng knows that he will be more sad than himself.

The military doctor said that a good mood will be more conducive to the recovery of the spring breeze.

Therefore, whenever he thinks of this, he will emphasize it to the prospective room, so that she should not leave him at will.

I didn't want the same tragedy to happen. Looking at Chunfeng's sweet smile, Baili Mochen suddenly felt even more self-blame.

Such a beautiful woman should not be treated like this, because he was too careless.

I swear in my heart that I will never let her get hurt.

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Besides, the seriously injured Hongluan fled to Prince Muhan with full of hatred for Baili Mochen.

The severe pain all over her body, as well as the damage caused by the backlash, made Hong Luan's heart determined to take revenge for nothing.

Looking at the red-clothed, embarrassed red luan, Prince Muhan looked surprised, but his eyes were intertwined with some incomprehensible emotions.

"Oh, holy maiden, what's wrong with you, how did you get hurt like this, who is it?" Prince Muhan said with a look of surprise and anger.

"Don't talk about it, arrange a quiet place for me, I want to heal." Hong Luan glared at the bitter taste in his throat.

"Okay, okay, I'll let someone arrange it, Miss Hongluan will wait a moment." Prince Muhan still looked like the dog-legged pig herd, and he turned around and went out to arrange accommodation for Hongluan in person.

Not enough time for a cup of tea, Prince Muhan came back again and said to Hong Luan, who was half-prone on the chair: "Look at your serious injury, do you want me to send you a military doctor?"

"No need!" Hong Luan refused, leaving no chance for Prince Muhan.

"Cough, okay, I'll take you there?" Prince Muhan coughed twice and said to Hong Luan.

"The prince will send two people to take me there. Such a trivial matter will not bother the prince." Hong Luan continued with a look of 'don't approach strangers'.

"Then... Okay." The prince, who seemed to be hesitating, ordered two soldiers to take Hong Luan to the tent just set up the next moment.

Looking at the distant red figure, a trace of hatred flashed in Prince Muhan's eyes.

Of course he knew that Chunfeng was kidnapped by her in the middle, and he also knew that Chunfeng had now returned to King Yao safely.

In this way, all his advantages are gone, and the situation is now very passive.

But that's it, he will still tolerate Hongluan again and again, for no other reason, because there are still many things in the hands of the Wu people worth digging up.

And these things can help him, so even if he is dissatisfied, Prince Muhan will try his best to hold back.

Back to the camp, Hong Luan couldn't help it, spewing out a mouthful of old blood and fell to the ground.

Hongluan still underestimated Baili Mochen and the energy of the forbidden art backlash. This time the injury was far more serious than she imagined.

Actually, if it wasn't for the fact that she didn't practice the illusion of mind cleansing well enough this time, Baili Mochen couldn't have escaped her palm, and she was too impatient.

Slowing down, Hong Luan slowly got up and moved to the side of the bed, took out a healing medicine, put it in his mouth, and began to sit cross-legged to heal his wounds.

But the result was unsatisfactory, and Hongluan vomited blood again after a stick of incense didn't work.

She opened her eyes almost in disbelief, she couldn't heal her injuries at all!

The backlashed internal power and uncontrolled wandering not only made her unable to heal her injuries, but even resisted her healing internal power. If she forcibly healed her injuries again, it is estimated that her skills would be destroyed in one fell swoop. .

It seems that the only way to heal the trauma is to take care of it first. Hong Luan, lying on the bed, bit her teeth and her lips were red, and her eyes were full of hatred.

After three days of rest, Hongluan took the initiative to find Prince Muhan.

"I don't know what the saint has to do with this prince?" Prince Muhan asked bluntly.

"Hong Luan wants to cooperate with the prince again. This time, Hong Luan will definitely help the prince to gain this world and help the prince achieve hegemony." Hong Luan said calmly while sitting on the guest seat.

"Is that so? I don't know what the holy maiden has to do? What kind of conditions do you need?"

"Absolutely good recipe, the condition is that after the war, the prince needs to provide all the living necessities of our witch clan every year, and Baili Mochen and his woman will be handed over to me!"

Hong Luan took a sip of the hot tea on the table and continued.

"Well, there is no problem in supplying the Wu clan. You can also give that woman to you, but this King Yao... If you are not careful and he escapes, wouldn't that be a great threat to this prince?"

Prince Muhan is cautious about transactions.

"Don't worry, he won't pose a threat to you, and let's talk about winning and losing. How can he threaten you with a gangster?" Hong Luan sketched a beautiful blueprint for Prince Muhan in just a few words.

"This..." Prince Muhan still seemed hesitant.

"Don't worry, the prince, I will give the prince a secret weapon based on the previous weapon spectrum, even the highest martial arts person can't break it, the prince can rest easy!"

Hong Luan smiled smugly and looked confident.

Adding a secret weapon?

Prince Muhan's eyes gleamed with greed, and the things of the Wu tribe are rare good things.

Let's talk about the secret recipe Hongluan gave him last time.