Chapter 7 I had my wedding night with her

Zhan Beiheng looked down at her and said coldly, "Get up."

"How about you give me a hand?" Nan Jiao stretched out her green jade-like little hand towards him, with a playful smile in her cat-like eyes.

"Do you want me to send you to the pig cage?" Zhan Beiheng's handsome face turned dark, and she actually wanted him to pull her.

Nan Jiao rolled her eyes, slowly got up from the ground, and looked at the man with a bright and proud smile. Putting aside other things, his appearance was absolutely first-class.

Deep three-dimensional facial features, a perfect and sexy jawline, every detail is just right, handsome and dignified, very eye-catching.

I guess he hates her to death now.

Who let her take away his innocence.

"My Lord, you'd better not touch me until the miracle doctor on Penglai Island can detoxify the Seventh Princess. If he can't detoxify her, no one will be able to save her."

"Follow me!" Zhan Beiheng's handsome face turned dark and sour, and he was furious. No wonder the whole capital city hated this evil woman. She was really disgusting.

Dare to threaten him!

There will be plenty of opportunities to torture her in the future!

After she gave Chu Yue an injection that day, she did wake up in the afternoon, but fell into a coma again two days later. All the doctors in the Imperial Hospital were helpless.

Just now, she vomited blood again, and he had to come find Jiang Nanjiao.

After all, no one knows when the miracle doctor from Penglai Island will come.

Nan Jiao followed. Only by saving the Seventh Princess could she be temporarily safe. After all, the Black Iron Cavalry surrounded the entire Prince Jin's Palace, and she could not escape even if she had wings.

…

In the room.

Doctor Zhang and a new maid were standing by the bed.

Nan Jiao walked over, took the Seventh Princess's pulse, and after making sure there was no major problem, she took out the golden needle and gave her acupuncture again.

Acupuncture cannot remove poison, it can only suppress the onset of poison.

A moment later.

Nan Jiao put away the needle, stood up and walked towards Zhan Beiheng, "Each time I give you an acupuncture injection, I can only guarantee that the poison won't break out for seven days. I have to give you another acupuncture injection after seven days, otherwise you'll vomit blood again."

"Before the miracle doctor from Penglai Island comes, you give Chu Yue acupuncture." Zhan Beiheng breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that this evil woman actually had some skills.

"No problem, Your Majesty, just let me go back to my own courtyard and eat, drink and sleep well." Nan Jiao took the opportunity to negotiate terms.

"Do you think you are qualified to discuss your request with me?"

"Of course, I can help the Seventh Princess detoxify!" Nan Jiao raised her delicate chin and said confidently.

Zhan Beiheng glared at her coldly and said, "Follow me."

Nan Jiao raised her lips and followed.

Yuqingyuan.

"You will live here in the future. I warn you that it is best not to wander around. Otherwise, if something happens, don't blame me for not warning you." Zhan Beiheng said coldly with a sullen face.

"As long as I have food and drink, I will not wander around. Are you sure you don't want me to detoxify the Seventh Princess? Why do we have to wait for the miracle doctor from Penglai Island to come?" Nan Jiao raised her eyebrows.

Does he trust the miracle doctor from Penglai Island so much?

Zhan Beiheng suddenly approached her, his aura intimidating.

Nan Jiao pulled out a golden needle and pointed it at him, warning him, "If you come any closer, it won't have eyes!"

"Jiang Nanjiao!" Zhan Beiheng said angrily.

"Don't be so loud, I'm deaf." Nan Jiao rolled her eyes speechlessly. She was so bad-tempered every day, wasn't she afraid of getting sick?

Zhan Beiheng's handsome face was tense, his eyes were cold and icy, "Why do you know medicine? Everyone in the capital knows that you are a fool who knows nothing!"

"On our wedding night, after you knocked me out, my brain returned to normal. Although I didn't recover my memories before the age of sixteen, I instinctively knew that I could heal diseases."

"Do you think this king is easy to fool?"

Nan Jiao took out the silver needle bag she always carried with her, "If I don't know how to heal illnesses, why do I keep carrying this thing with me after I became stupid?"

Maybe the original owner also knew medicine.

Zhan Beiheng: “…”

It seemed that after she woke up that night, she was no longer a fool, otherwise how could she dare to do such a thing to him!

"It wasn't that I had to spend the wedding night with you. Someone put something in the tea, so I had no choice but to spend the wedding night with you." Nan Jiao felt it necessary to tell him.

Zhan Beiheng's handsome face was as dark as ink. "Who knows if you directed and acted in this yourself?"

"Confidence is good, but being overconfident is shameless. Believe it or not, I was tricked that night at the royal banquet." Nan Jiao said with a frank look on her face.

A dangerous light flashed in Zhan Beiheng's eyes. She didn't look like she was lying. Could it be that everything was really as she said?

No, this woman is so cunning!

He must not trust her so easily!

"Just stay here quietly." Zhan Beiheng said in a deep voice.

"Can you let me go to the general's mansion? I promise I won't run away. You can send someone to follow me at all times." Nan Jiao took the opportunity to say.

Zhan Beiheng sneered expressionlessly, "Want to see your illegitimate daughter?"

“Don’t say such harsh words. Maybe if I had been married before, Baoer wouldn’t be considered an illegitimate daughter. Who asked the royal family to give her a marriage without investigating the matter thoroughly?” Nan Jiao curled her lips.

"You..." Zhan Beiheng was so angry that veins popped up on his forehead.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get!

He is a prince of noble status, but he actually married a divorced woman!

Nan Jiao looked at him calmly. This couldn't be blamed on the original owner. She had lost her previous memories, so who knew whether she had ever been married or had children.

"If I can help the Seventh Princess detoxify, we can get divorced. I don't want to affect your reputation, Your Majesty."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhan Beiheng left a harsh remark, turned around and strode away, his whole body filled with tyranny, as if he was going to kill someone.

Nan Jiao: “…”

What does he mean?

Everyone knows that she is not a virgin and has given birth to a child, but she is unwilling to divorce. Does she really want a green grassland above her head?

What a weird thing!

…

Hibiscus Courtyard.

"Your Highness, the Seventh Princess has woken up." After seeing Zhan Chuyue open her eyes, Doctor Zhang looked at the murderous man in the distance and said in surprise.

Zhan Beiheng hurried to the bedside, "Chu Yue."

"Third brother..." Zhan Chuyue's face was pale and bloodless, and she looked extremely haggard. When she woke up a few days ago, she realized that she had been in a coma for so long.

"I have invited a miracle doctor from Penglai Island, who will definitely be able to help you detoxify." Zhan Beiheng held her thin hand and said words to reassure her.

Zhan Chuyue smiled sweetly, "I'm worried about my brother and you."

Zhan Beiheng held her hand tightly and said firmly: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you and my brother. I will make those who hurt you pay with blood!"

"Jiang Nanjiao just pushed me. The poisoning has nothing to do with her. Third brother, you should divorce her. I'm afraid she will hurt you." Zhan Chuyue said worriedly.

The eldest brother's illness is getting worse and worse, and he can only travel in a wheelchair. The third brother must not get into any more trouble. He is not only her brother, but also the God of War of the Qin State.

I don't know how many people want him to fall.

Fortunately, he was wise and brave, and invincible, but the imperial banquet was still plotted against.

"I had my wedding night with her." Zhan Beiheng said with an uncomfortable expression, feeling angry in his heart.