I Married a Disabled Tyrant After Transmigrating

The night temperature in mid-October was a bit low, and the silence in the huge hall was terrible.

The night amplifies all the sounds and pains, the tyrant pales, and the scales on his body are undulating, accompanied by looming black-red lines, withered and falling off, mixed with pus and blood, falling on the jade bed, making a slight and harsh sound.

The pronucleus was shattered and his spiritual power was exhausted. It would take almost all of his energy to suppress the pain and curse. Only a little curse could be unlocked every day. At this rate, it would take him three years to wake up.

Because the body that was temporarily paralyzed by corrosion was unable to move, the little bug that could be squeezed to death with only a few spiritual powers, but at this moment was crazy to **** his flesh and blood.

The cold sweat slid all the way through the eyelids along the forehead, and fell into the dark hair.

The consciousness gradually blurred, and when she was about to sink into the gloomy bottom, the rapid footsteps on the ground suddenly sounded, and her voice was a little panting, as if it was close to his ears.

A warm hand gently covered his forehead. Before he fell into a coma, he heard her say...

"My complexion is so bad, does it hurt..."

…Mu Wanwan didn’t know that Mr. Long woke up halfway through, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and put some oil on the lamp in the room. The room suddenly became brighter.

She looked at Mr. Long's rotten half of his tail and the dripping pus and blood, and she really felt her scalp numb.

Mu Wanwan held a knife that was simply sterilized by boiling water in his hand, facing Mr. Long's long tail, suddenly there was an illusion that he was cooking dragon dishes. Thinking like this seemed to be a little more relaxed, Mu Wanwan slowly moved the knife towards him with a pale face.

Mr. Long’s tail started to rot from a little bit upwards from the tip of the tail. Mu Wanwan gently scratched the withered yellow scales attached to the pus and blood on the rotten surface, and an indescribable rancid smell instantly overflowed. I feel that I am about to suffocate.

But thinking of the almost pale face that the tyrant had just hurt, Mu Wanwan abruptly resisted the discomfort, and with a little bit of force, he cut away the scales, and bit by bit the rotten flesh that had been suppurated.

During the period, it was inevitable that she ran into the little bug that she didn’t want to encounter the least. The black bug had a hard shell and would crawl around. The feeling that something was constantly crawling around on the back of her hand, arms and legs was true. That's terrible.

After roughly processing Mr. Long’s tail, Mu Wanwan felt that her whole body was stinky, and her coat was all stained with blood. She looked at the cushion under Mr. Long, lying on her stomach. The corpses of many small insects who were violently pinched to death caused Mu Wanwan's chills.

She quickly took off her coat, wrapped it in her hands, dragged Mr. Long's tail, and changed people to another place, and then threw out the mat and the basin of things that had been taken from Mr. Long's tail along with the coat.

After washing his hands carefully, Mu Wanwan took the ointment and gauze into the room.

I don't know if it was because of the simple handling of the rotten tail, the smell in the room was not so strong, maybe it was her illusion, she felt that Mr. Long's face didn't seem so ugly.

Carefully apply ointment to the long tail, and then wrap half of the tail with gauze. Mu Wanwan dipped a few basins of water and used the clothes that he changed yesterday and had not had time to wash, making Mr. Long a little dirty. Wiped his tail again, and after thinking about it, he blushed and cleaned his upper body briefly.

While wiping her tail, Mu Wanwan accidentally touched a scale near her waist, which was a bit different from other places. There was a thick film with a little **** it, but she didn't think too much. Only after simply scrubbing the naked upper body of Mr. Long there, he washed his tired body again.

After finishing the cleaning work, Mu Wanwan thought about taking out a low-grade spirit stone from his pocket and placing it next to Mr. Long’s pillow. According to her memory, some powerful people can unconsciously absorb spirits even in their sleep. Although I don't know if Mr. Long can absorb the spiritual energy in Shi Nei, she should give it a try.

Mu Wanwan took another Baizhen fruit from the box, cut a bit of the peel with a knife, and dripped the juice on Mr. Long's purple lips.

After squeezing nearly half of the fruit, Mu Wanwan stopped. Looking for the memory of the original body, she searched out a little faint wood spirit power from the dantian, poured it into the half of the somewhat dry fruit, and watched The peel that had been carefully torn by her grew well, only to breathe a sigh of relief.

Now they are very poor, even if it is a Baizhen fruit that can be bought with only five low-grade spirit stones, the tyrant disdains it, but now they can't afford it.

The fruit exudes a strong fragrance, and Mu Wanwan swallowed, but still did not eat the half of the somewhat shrunken fruit, after all, now Mr. Long needs more than she.

Although the original body was not as noble as Bai Shuiyao before he left the pavilion, the Mu Mansion was still considered good in the tyrant's territory. Although the Mufu was only Tier 4 strength, his combat power was almost equal to that of Tier 5 fighters. Yue would also give her more than a dozen gold coins, but every time these gold coins would be taken away by Bai Shuiyao in various ways.

Mu Wanwan rubbed his head painfully. This time the original body was married when the Mu family was in trouble. It was about an abandoned child. Except for some clothes and bedding, she didn't pretend, so she is now considered a legendary quilt. party.

Mu Wanwan gave a wry smile, and resignedly walked to the cabinet in the corner of the room, and turned out two quilts, which were the bright red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks and the mattress.

Before, the original body had no thoughts and dared not sleep with the tyrant, and had never thought of tidying up the bed.

In fact, if he could, Mu Wanwan didn't want to sleep with Mr. Long, but Mr. Long had a very bad temper before. If a servant dared to appear outside his palace, he would only end up with one word: death.

Therefore, the Piandian and the Great Hall only have such a bed, not to mention, there is no quilt for heating in winter.

Only a little bit of food survived in the small kitchen.

But this jade bed is very big, and it is three by three meters visually. Even if two people sleep on it, just pay attention to the distance, shouldn’t it matter?

Mu Wanwan looked at the mattress in the cupboard. She was a bit thankful that the mattress had two beds and the quilt also had two beds, so that she just didn't need to have a quilt with the tyrant.

Although she is now Mr. Long's nominal wife, Mr. Long is not very ugly, and after a long time, he may even feel that he has a coquettish and fragile beauty, but...

First of all, Mr. Long is not a human being. I heard that there are two dragons, so I don’t know if they are real...

Well, this question is a bit ahead for the time being.

Most importantly, in the original book, Ao Qin liked to engage with Bai Shuiyao in front of Mr. Long. After Mr. Long woke up, he seemed to fall in love with her at first sight under the aura of Bai Shuiyao's heroine.

Thinking of this, Mu Wanwan couldn't help but glanced at a certain dragon with a pale and evil face and curved and curled eyelashes, and his mood was very complicated.

Even if Mr. Long shows her love and affection, it cannot change the fact that he might like Bai Shuiyao in the original text. She still doesn't think so much. Mr. Long has no feeling at all now, even if she sleeps with him. A bed, he won't know when he wakes up.

Mu Wanwan thought while making the bed, but when she made the whole bed, she looked at the big red quilt next to the two beds, and Mr. Long, who was posed by her, only showing a handsome face outside. At the time, he still couldn't help blushing.

…In modern times, she was an orphan. She had problems with food and clothing since she was a child. She finally went to university with some welfare policies. She studied hard in part-work and part-study. After graduation, she worked hard to make money and repay loans. Just look at the novel. Although she grew up so no one had chased her, but she had never been in love.

Unexpectedly, for the first time in my life, I was sleeping with a plant dragon...

Mu Wanwan was in a complicated mood, but compared with his exhausted body for several days, this little entanglement was nothing. According to the original plot, she should be dead, and now she is still sluggish, and she still sleeps in bed, which is pretty good.