I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating: 45|Forty-five dragons

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In the end, Mu Wanwan decided to boil more water and help Mr. Long take a bath.

The room is very big and can definitely hold the barrel, but it may be a bit troublesome to move it away, but it should be easier than carrying Mr. Long to the side hall?

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and glanced at Mr. Long's tail. She felt that she might not be able to carry it on her back. Even if she could carry it, Mr. Long's tail would probably be dragged on the ground. It would be better to get the water in. good.

His tail is almost the same size now. It has not shed any blood for a long time. Although it has lost some meat and the tip of the tail is gone. But there is a shallow layer of new translucent scales on it, which is soft.

On the long dragon tail, there are some withered yellow scales, and the mermaid line can be clearly seen. There are some light golden scales on the waist, which gives it a very coquettish sense of temptation.

Mu Wanwan was a little embarrassed, but when her eyes touched Mr. Long's white clothes, the indescribable object being pulled by the spiritual chicken, all the shy feeling disappeared in an instant.

Hey!

She looked at the cute but dirty little chicken with a little disgust, then went to the kitchen to boil hot water and prepare things for bathing.

This is her first time giving a bath to a dragon. According to previous experience, Mr. Long’s scales are harder in some places...

Mu Wanwan thought for a while and took the brush he bought before that he had not yet used →_→

She is actually a little nervous!

Not only was she nervous, but a certain dragon was even more nervous than she was. He felt so excited just thinking about what might happen next.

I even thought that Mengmeng’s furry chirp was so cute, with a little chicken jumping around on him. Long didn’t feel angry at all!

I waited for a while with a blushing face, my consciousness outside, while looking at Mengmeng who was struggling in the corner and was a little uncomfortable with the chicks, admiring the rare and embarrassing time of a certain tweet, and looking forward to the meeting with her later. Mr. Long was in a particularly good mood due to his wife's close contact.

Although it is very shy, this should be something that couples must do, right? She is already married to him, has slept in the same bed with him, and has a token of love (a dragon horn purse). If she bathes him again, it will be equivalent to agreeing to give birth to (?) a dragon cub with him!

Mr. Long's heart was beating very fast. While he was scorning his shameless behavior of pretending to be asleep, he was secretly looking forward to it.

But soon, his spiritual sense detected that several people were gradually approaching the yard. Mr. Long calmed down immediately, and a sneer escaped from his lips——

Before, he was in a coma and could do nothing to deal with the servants who came to trouble the madam. Now, he is better. Although he is still unable to deal with Ao Qin and the dragon guards, he is more than enough to deal with these women who want to bully the madam.

Now there are some spirit stones at home, which is enough to deal with them.

Mr. Long was secretly planning how to make the maids who bullied his wife suffer later. Mu Wanwan, who was boiling water in the kitchen, was heartbeating a little fast. She carried the bucket to the room and just put down the toilet bowl. There was a knock on the courtyard door.

Mu Wanwan's heart suddenly rose, and several bad thoughts flashed through her mind. She even thought about whether Ao Qin was coming to trouble them. Her voice was a little trembling, and she quickly took it. A large piece of handkerchief covered the chicken cub and Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, don't make any sound."

The knocking on the door outside became more urgent, mixed with the voice of Fu Liu, "Madam, it's me."

Mu Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief and responded. She quickly put a few pots of spiritual plants that had not been recovered from the yard into the Qiankun bag, even though her Qiankun bag was very low-level. , cannot store living things, but there should be no problem if the spiritual plant is left for a few hours.

Mu Wanwan closed the door of the room, ran to the courtyard door, opened the door, and saw Fuliu and Hongye standing in front of the door.

"Madam, what are you doing? Why haven't you opened the door for so long?"

Fuliu frowned, with a face full of displeasure. Hongye stood beside her and winked at Muwanwan in a friendly manner. It seemed that he was not looking for trouble.

Mu Wanwan understands that the situation is stronger than the person, so it is best to keep your head down, "I was in the kitchen just now, sorry."

Fuliu snorted and looked at her wearing cheap cotton clothes, with no decorations on her black hair, and cloth shoes on her feet. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Ma'am, is she making something delicious? Are you eating the meat of a third-level magic cow, or stewing the soup of a fourth-level spiritual pigeon?"

Her tone was sarcastic, mocking Mu Wanwan's poverty everywhere.

It's like knives piercing Mr. Long's heart.

With the expansion of his consciousness, he could completely see that the maidservant who was once trepidatious and extremely docile and could look at her eyes in front of him had suddenly transformed, wearing clothes ten times better than his wife's, and arrogantly mocking his wife's diet.

The feeling of guilt is mixed with regret, like the pain of needle pricks.

He regrets it so much. He only wanted to practice cultivation at the beginning and never cared about these things.

He made a mistake, and now she has to pay for it.

Mu Wanwan was no longer in the room, so Mr. Long stopped trying to hide it. He sat up half-way, lowered his eyes slightly, his raven-black eyelashes covered the pain in his eyes, his thin lips were pursed, and the curse lines on his face were darker than usual. More ferocious.

"Chirp..." Mengmeng keenly felt the pressure in the room and whispered uneasily. The other three chickens huddled together in fear, as if they were being choked. The neck makes no sound at all.

Mr. Long’s long arms picked up a medium-grade spiritual stone placed beside his pillow, and his eyes softened for a moment——

This is what she gave him, and she earned it for him.

......

At the entrance of the courtyard, Fuliu, who was only at the second level of strength, did not notice at all. Mr. Long's consciousness had already spread behind her, staring at her coldly, mixed with murderous intent.

She laughed happily, "Madam, you can't do this. How can you eat such expensive food? Your Majesty is still severely disabled. You can't be so wasteful."

"I'm just cooking something for mortals to eat." When she heard her mention Mr. Long, the smile on Mu Wanwan's lips disappeared and she just said coldly.

"Haha." Fuliu pursed her lips and chuckled, the disdain in her eyes almost overflowing. She could only find some sense of presence here in Mu Wanwan.

Although she seems very powerful in Mu Wanwan, in fact, looking at the entire Long Mansion, she is nothing at all. When Mu Wanwan just got married, Ao Qin would come over to ask questions from time to time, so she didn't dare to be too disrespectful to Mu Wanwan. After all, it would be bad if she and Master Ao Qin complained.

The same thing happened with Bai Shuiyao last time, but during this period, Master Ao Qin almost never asked about the affairs in this courtyard. Her sense of presence with Master Ao Qin was weakened, and her status in front of other maid leaders in the mansion It's getting lower and lower.

Originally, everyone looks at strength, and she is not strong. But during this period, she had been treated politely and suddenly returned to the past. Fuliu felt very unhappy. If she was unhappy, she didn't want Mu Wanwan to be happy.

According to the rules, this time I am here to give you a monthly sample.

Fu Liu's eyes flashed, "Madam, don't be so cold, I'm here to give you a monthly report."

After hearing the monthly exam, Mu Wanwan was not so angry. She counted the days and found that it was indeed the next monthly exam. She smiled at Fuliu and said, "Thank you."

Fu Liu felt very happy and took out a small cloth bag from her pocket. It looked very heavy. She stretched out her hand to hand it to Mu Wanwan, and Mu Wanwan also reached out to take it.

But the next moment, Fuliu crooked her hand, and the small cloth bag rolled sideways and fell to the ground. She didn't tie the bag tightly, and all the silver and copper coins inside hit Mu Wanwan's feet and rolled down. All over the floor.

Mu Wanwan suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, Fu Liu had a bright smile in his eyes, "Ah, madam, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Hongye, who didn't want to help at first, felt that Fuliu had gone too far when she saw this scene. She knew that Madam's monthly salary was one medium-grade spiritual stone, three low-grade spiritual stones and some coins.

She originally thought that Fuliu would swallow some low-grade spiritual stones at most, but she didn't expect that she would do it so brilliantly.

"Madam, let me pick it up for you." Although she felt that what Fuliu did was inappropriate, Hongye still didn't help Mu Wanwan to speak. She just bent down and helped Mu Wanwan pick up the copper coins.

Mu Wanwan clenched her fists, looking at the coins scattered on the ground and Fu Liu's expression, she really wanted to fight them back.

But she still has a dragon and Maojiu, so she can't be impulsive.

"Thank you." She forced out this thank you from her throat, "You can go now."

She really wanted to beat up this annoying maid and throw money in her face.

Too bad she can't.

Mr. Long's consciousness gently surrounded his wife, and gently touched her cheek as if to comfort her.

The madam can't do anything to Fuliu, but he can.

"But madam, you haven't picked up the money yet..."

Halfway through his words, Fuliu suddenly felt dizzy, as if something was holding his throat. The second half of his sentence, "What if I said I didn't receive it?" was stuck in his throat, and he was out of control. Kneeling on the ground, he consciously picked up all the coins scattered on the ground under the surprised eyes of Mu Wanwan and Hongye, then took out two middle-grade spiritual stones from his pocket and handed them to Mu Wanwan in a small cloth bag. Bend the hand.

"Sister Fuliu?" Hongye was extremely shocked. Before he could react, he saw Fuliu bowing to Mu, who had just given the spirit stone.

"This is Madam's monthly routine." The voice came out uncontrollably, and Fuliu felt sick in her heart. She watched her hand slap herself several times uncontrollably, "I'll step back first. ."

Before Hongye could react, he was in a daze. He glanced at Mu Wanwan helplessly, only responded, and followed Fuliu at a trot.

Mu Wanwan looked at Fuliu's stiff and leaving limbs, then looked at the spirit stone in his hand, feeling a little stupid.

Why did Fuliu suddenly change? Could it be that he was possessed by an evil spirit?

No, why did you suddenly become possessed? Is there anyone protecting her?

Is it Mr. Long?

No, that's not right.

Mr. Long is still unconscious. According to the original plot, there is nothing he can do now.

The scene when Mengmeng ferociously pecked out the plants on her neck suddenly flashed through her mind. Mu Wanwan suddenly realized, could it be that Mengmeng was not an ordinary tit, but a giant hairy chick? ?

Can you control people's movements?

My mind was a little confused, but Mu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh out loud. No matter who it was, he had no ill intentions towards her, and...

It’s really cool!

Fu Liu slapped her a few times, and Mu Wanwan saw that her face was covered with slap marks and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, which was very satisfying.