I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

As soon as he opened the door, the rotten smell of the tip of his nose became much thicker, and it was mixed with some unknown scents and blood. It was because Mu Wanwan had some psychological preparation, he still couldn't help his face pale.

The large room was lit with warm-colored lights, and it was extremely silent. Mu Wanwan looked at the thick curtain painted with complicated patterns not far away, and his palm sweated slightly...

Tyrant, just behind this curtain.

According to memory, after the original body was frightened and cried once by the tyrant, in the following nights, although he was forced to enter the door, he slept on a chair while wearing his clothes.

When Mu Wanwan was in the ancestral hall before, he thought about what he would do in the future.

Unfortunately, she has become a female partner with a tragic end, and she can only accept the reality. According to the sporadic memory of that novel, the tyrant will eventually wake up.

Mu Wanwan also thought about whether to escape, but according to the original body's memory, this continent is very, very dangerous, monks and monsters coexist, the original body has only weak wood powers, and the combat power is about 0.

In this continent, there is no law to protect her personal safety. In addition, the tyrant made countless enemies, and she married into the tyrant's mansion in full view. Once she ran away, even if it was not discovered by Ao Qin, she would die after going out.

Now there is only one road before her, staying in the house peacefully, and waiting for the tyrant to wake up and get away easily, maybe she can still live.

Although Mu Wanwan had made up her mind a long time ago, when she actually walked to the tent and shook her hands to open the tent, she was still frightened by the horror of the people in front of her...

A creature that can no longer be called a human is lying on a jade bed. His upper body is naked, with scars crisscrossed with scars, and terrible lines spread across his arms and face. His lower body is a long dragon tail, which is already halfway through. It was rotten, the tail was cut off in half, and the little tip was gone.

He closed his eyes tightly, half of his face didn't know whether it was corroded by something or what, although it was not bad, he couldn't bear to look directly at it. There were two hideous and terrifying broken corners on the forehead that was supposed to be smooth.

In addition, from time to time some withered scales appeared in the exposed parts of the tyrant. The bed was messed up by his dirty blood, dripping from the bed to the ground, Mu Wanwan also saw something with sharp eyes, I don’t know if it was. A small black thing like a parasite crawling around on his wound.

She couldn't help but stepped back two steps, and when she recovered, her forehead was already full of cold sweat.

She really did not expect that the appearance of the tyrant would be worse than the original memory.

Obviously in the book, although the tyrant is disabled and ugly, he is still a plant dragon, but when the female partner and the hostess first married in, someone served him every day, but now...

Mu Wanwan glanced at the shocking wounds on his body, the broken horns and the missing rotten tail, and recalled the attitude of the maid Fuliu before, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the villain who used to be the coolest king in front of him.

Once defeated, people take the tea to cool, and a dragon is thrown in a lonely room, no one cares and no one asks. When she was in a coma, she was stuffed with a happy daughter-in-law with low talent. I finally woke up, a beautiful and unparalleled dragon, because the tail is missing, the dragon's horns are also broken, although the novel is not written, but according to the author's copywriting, it may be forcibly arranged to **** Bai Shuiyao later...

This...it's so miserable, it's a miserable family.

Mu Wanwan glanced at a certain dragon who was lying on the bed sympathetically, perhaps because of the sympathy bonus, his appearance was not so terrible.

She looked at the dirty blood snaking under him, no longer hesitating, looking for memory, took a few clean veils, and wanted to find someone to get hot water, but she searched all over the bedroom and didn’t see a vigil. The servant had no choice but to ran to the special water storage place outside the sleeping hall and fetched a basin of cold water and returned to the room.

Mu Wanwan put the basin in front of the tent with a little effort, and her eyes were a little black, and she immediately gained a new understanding of the current weakness of this body. She put the kerchief soaked in water and wringed it dry, exhaled deeply, and mustered up the courage to walk to the edge of the jade bed, and started wiping along the edge of the stained blood, trying not to touch the tyrant that looks so oozing. Half the tail.

When she was washing, her movements were actually a bit big, but the tyrant had never reacted. If she didn't see the changes in scales on his body from time to time, Mu Wanwan would think he was dead.

She cleaned up bit by bit, the blood was very dirty, and there were a lot of small bugs mixed in it, and some places were still dry. She was very guilty of cleaning up. Mu Wanwan scrubbed her scalp until she felt numb, and she couldn't help but whispered, " I don’t dislike you so much. When you wake up in the future, don’t look at me and kill me. If you don’t say anything, I will take it as you agreed."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little funny. Now the tyrant is just a poor plant dragon, and she has no sense of anything. If she agreed to do so, would it be considered a danger?

Mu Wanwan wiped it for a long time, and still inevitably touched the tyrant's dragon's tail. The touch was strange, a bit slippery, but very rough. She worked hard for a long time before she cleaned the half of the side near the bed. The water changed many basins. The original white veil was dyed blood red, and it couldn't be washed.

Mu Wan was bent over and her legs hurt, her head was dizzy, and she couldn't move it anymore. She frowned as she looked at the tyrant's dirty wound and the half of his tail lying in the bed.

The long tail of the dragon, which looks bad, has withered yellow scales, showing an unhealthy color. She looked at the rotten meat exuding rancid smell and panicked in her heart. She was a little glad that it was late autumn, the temperature was not too low, and it would not be as easy to be infected as summer, otherwise this poor dragon, I am afraid the situation will be worse than it is now. bad.

"Huh." Mu Wanwan tried to avoid touching his body when cleaning up before, but now, he decided to move him to a position first to get him out of the blood that she hasn't come and cleaned up.

Mu Wanwan walked to the bed a little nervously, carefully hugged his uninjured dragon tail with both hands, and dragged it out with difficulty.

"hiss…"

Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain coming from the place where he touched his scales, but she couldn't throw the person down roughly, so she endured the pain and worked hard for a long time before dragging the dragon tail on his lower body to half a clean one. Jade bed.

"It hurts." Mu Wanwan pulled out his hands and looked at the **** holes on it, crying without tears.

Obviously, when I saw the scales during scrubbing, I just felt a little rough and not very painful, so I scratched my hands when I picked it up.

Mu Wanwan sighed, and resignedly moved the tyrant's upper body to a certain position, and then he sat on the chair with his painful old waist after hard work, ignoring the **** palm, lying on the table and preparing to make do with it. Take a nap.

Although she wanted to sleep in bed, half of the bed beside the tyrant had not been cleaned, the wounds on his body had not been treated, and there was no quilt on the bed, which seemed to be no different from a chair...

According to the impression of the book in my mind, Fuliu will come every morning to bring some food to the original body, and then take her to the ancestral hall, and then pick her back when it is almost 12 o'clock in the evening.

In the novel, Ao Qin once came to the ancestral hall to find the original body before the evening, but because he had agreed to escape with Bai Shuiyao, he left the ancestral hall early.

She has decided not to run now. Tomorrow, she must seize the opportunity to see Ao Qin and find a way to get a doctor and some medicine for the tyrant. It would be even better if she had two more maids to take care of with her. …

Before falling asleep, Mu Wanwan thought vaguely.