I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

Mu Wanwan's words were true, and everything seemed reasonable and reasonable. Bai Shuiyao was a little dazed by what she said directly. Her tearful eyes widened slightly, as if she was trying her words.

Mu Wanwan didn't give her the opportunity to continue responding to herself, "Yaoyao, no matter what you want to do, I will support you, miss. Don't worry, you will be fine if I support you in the tyrant's mansion. "

Bai Shuiyao's beautiful cheeks flushed, her peach blossom eyes stared at Mu Wanwan, but she couldn't say a word...

She is the silly older sister who didn't know why and was now even more pitiful than her.

Mu Wanwan hit the iron while it was hot, and showed her her hands that were scratched by scales last night, "Yaoyao, I still have to take care of that disabled tyrant. Look at my hands, it’s all his blood, and small bug…"

One of the characteristics of Bai Shuiyao in the original book is that she loves to be clean, and she can’t see any bugs. Before, she was anxious to persuade Mu Wanwan to run away with her. She didn’t notice Mu Wanwan’s dirty hands. Now she can’t stand it anymore. . She held her stomach again and couldn't find a place to vent, only glared at Mu Wanwan angrily and left.

There were still tears in the corners of Mu Wan's eyes, but her heart was very refreshing.

She hates this kind of "good for you" banner on the surface, and doesn't know how to calculate your white lotus in her heart. It is estimated that Bai Shuiyao has never been blocked by her usual trick.

After being so troubled by her, she couldn't sleep well. Mu Wanwan looked at the sky gradually lit up, sighed, washed with water, and changed into the clothes she brought with her. After thinking about it, she still held her hand. The last piece of clean veil in the room was replaced with clean water and entered the room.

The curtain was completely opened by her, and as soon as she entered the door, she could see the tyrant lying on the jade bed.

He still maintained the posture she gave him last night, with his arms on one side, his tail drooping on the side, and he didn't move a bit.

Mu Wanwan walked to him, watching his dirty black hair pulled together, some blood stained under the broken corners, pity in his heart...

The villain who used to cover the sky with only one hand is all dirty. Looking at his appearance, it is estimated that he hasn't taken a bath for a long time. Even if his tail is rotten, his body is also very dirty.

Mu Wanwan gently lifted the long broken hair that covered his eyes, carefully avoided his broken corners, and wiped off the dirt on his face little by little with a moistened veil, Mr. Long's face. It also gradually became clear.

Mu Wanwan didn't dare to look at his face much last night. At this moment, after wiping off most of the blood stains and dirt, he realized that he was not as ugly as she had imagined...

The thick black eyebrows are slanted into the temples, and down there are slightly deep eye sockets. The black eyelashes are long and curled, like two small fans. His face was pale, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips were pressed tightly, and the tops were dry and cracked, presenting the blue-purple and blood scars that were inconsistent with his face.

If there were no black and red lines that almost spread across the entire face, he should be a handsome dragon.

When Mu Wanwan was thinking about it, he saw the lines on Mr. Long's cheek suddenly move, and his hands trembled with fright, and the whole veil was smashed on his face.

Mu Wanwan: "..."

She hurriedly picked up the veil and said a few words of sorry. After a while, she noticed that the tyrant did not wake up, but the lines on his cheek seemed to be alive, which would move twice from time to time. , The same as the withered scales on his body.

With a sigh of relief, Mu Wanwan was a little funny and relieved. Knowing that he couldn't hear him, he still said softly, "I will wash your face every day in the future... If I have a chance, I will wipe your tail again."

Mu Wanwan looked at Mr. Long who showed his true face, and felt more sympathy for him. It turns out that he also has expressions...

His brows were frowning, lips were blue, cold sweat was all over his forehead, and his eyelashes trembled uncomfortably, looking very uncomfortable. Coupled with the rotting tail, he must be very painful, right?

Mu Wanwan felt uncomfortable, thinking about getting some medicine for him as soon as possible, when she heard a harsh female voice outside the door, "Madam, it's time for breakfast."

Mu Wanwan knew that Fu Liu was coming, so she put down the veil in her hand and walked to the door of the room, facing Fu Liu's unkind gaze, "You only have a quarter of an hour."

She was holding a food box in her hand, and when she saw Mu Wan bend out, she handed it to her, looking like she was not ready to enter the room.

Mu Wanwan didn't care either. She hadn't eaten anything since she went in. She was very hungry and nodded numbly. She took the food box and went into the house, opened the lid and squeezed a steamed bun to eat.

In the morning, there were only steamed buns and a bowl of white porridge with a few pickles. This is the original standard in the Tyrant’s Mansion. It is not surprising that Mu Wanwan fell, only when she was about to swallow the very clear bowl of porridge. At the time, the tyrant's dry cracked lips suddenly appeared in her mind so clearly.

It is written in the book that the tyrant is extremely powerful. He usually eats and wears the best. He drinks wine made with spirit fruits and eats meat from spirit beasts. But now, he has become like this with clothes. There is no such thing as sanitation, not to mention eating and drinking.

According to the memory in the original body, a strong man above the third rank will not starve to death if he does not eat for a week, and the tyrant, as one of the seventh strong man who once stood at the top of the mainland, even if he is seriously injured, he becomes a plant dragon. , You won’t starve to death if you don’t eat.

However, the discomfort should not be less.

It has been six or seven days since the original body was married into the Tyrant’s Mansion. In my impression, the tyrant has never eaten anything. Ao Qin took over his forces and did not send anyone to send some medicines and pill fruit. So, Mr. Long should have been hungry for a long time.

The porridge in front of him still exudes bursts of fragrance, but Mu Wanwan lost his original appetite. She wanted to be heartbroken and finished the porridge by herself, leaving him hungry regardless of the tyrant.

Although she is currently his Chongxi wife in name, they are just strangers anyway. What he is actually has nothing to do with her, and the tyrant is now a plant dragon, even if she is not so dedicated in taking care of him, he will not know...

However, if Mu Wanwan really wanted to leave him alone, this bowl of porridge, which should have been sweet, seemed so difficult to swallow and tasteless.