The Divine Physician’s Overbearing Wife

Fu Chen kept quiet.

When did he fall to the point of snatching someone else’s bones?

No, Big Black was not a dog!

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Feng Ruqing did not care about the other people.

It seemed that there was only one person in her eyes in this world.

“Did he bully you?” The man’s fingers gently stroked her hair. Then he turned and glared coldly at Mu Yong who was stunned.

Mu Yong was dumbfounded.

No one told him that Nan Xian would come here.

Wait, what about the young manor master? Did he just leave?

Because Mu Ling did order Mu Yong to do something just now. However, Mu Ling quietly told Mu Xi about the news of Nan Xian appearing in the Forest of Spirit Beasts without informing Mu Yong.

Feng Ruqing saw Mu Yong as she followed Nan Xian’s gaze. She mumbled, “He bullied my dragon.”

“Well.” The man smiled. “Then I will kill him and do you justice. Is that okay?”

Feng Ruqing cocked her brows. “Not only that, this Tian Shen Manor’s Mu family even went to the princess’s manor and asked me to be a concubine.”

A concubine?

Whose?

Mu Ling or Mu Xi?

Nan Xian’s eyes were filled with murderous intent.

No matter who it was, no one was allowed to bully his Qing’er!

“What princess’s manor, I don’t know anything about it!” Mu Yong’s face slightly changed and he clenched his jaw. “Young Master Nan Xian, recently the owner is not feeling well. Only the black dragon’s meat can provide him with some nourishment. Do you wish for… the ill old master to be bedridden?”

No wonder the young manor master wanted him to shift the matter to the old master. It turned out that the young manor master had already known that Young Master Nan Xian would also be here!

Indeed, if Nan Xian knew that the black dragon was taken back to Lady Qing Yan, he would certainly stop it. Nan Xian would let it go if it was related to the old master.

“Yes.”

Nan Xian’s tone was indifferent and he was expressionless.

Mu Yong let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that using the old man as an excuse was useful.

But in the next second, his face hardened.

“Qing’er, do you want to amputate and kill him or just kill him straight away?”

“Nan Xian!” Mu Yong angrily gritted his teeth. “Don’t you know that the old master is sick? Where is your filial piety? Moreover, I am your second uncle. How dare you treat me like this?”

Feng Ruqing looked at Nan Xian, confused.

Nan Xian still held her in his arms and said indifferently, “I don’t know him.”

Mu Yong was so furious and rendered speechless to the point where his face turned blue. “I am your second uncle. We are close relatives! Our relationship is so close. How can you pretend not to know me?”

“Xiao Qing…” Nan Xian called after a while.

Qing Zhu slowly stuck its head out from his sleeve and looked at Mu Yong. “Master, he is indeed your second uncle. I have seen him once.”

“See? Nan Xian. I did not lie to you. I am really your second…”

Mu Yong’s smiled and wanted to speak more. Just as he wanted to speak, Qing Zhu spoke again.

“Master, your memory is really bad. Why do you always forget those unimportant people? You ask me every time! Am I your advisor?”

It was also very tiring to remember so many people!

Had the master ever considered that it was just a snake?

Nan Xian lowered his eyes and looked at Qing Zhu. “What about some snake soup?”

Qing Zhu shivered a little and immediately made a serious statement. “Master, you only have the princess in your mind. You don’t have to remember anyone else. I will do it for you. You only need to remember the princess.”