amaotonovel Chapter 575: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 44
Chapter 575: The Republic of China, the Marshal's Gentle Cousin 44
Miaomiao didn't expect that Mu Yuanzhao, who was originally normal, turned crazy after being stabbed by her, and then turned into a clingy person after hugging her.
The wound on his abdomen was not deep, but his dagger itself had a bleeding groove. In addition, Miaomiao was too nervous at the time and pulled out the dagger in a panic, so the amount of bleeding looked considerable.
The skin and flesh of the wound were rolled up and blood was still oozing out. It looked very scary. After calming down, Miaomiao didn't even know if his internal organs were injured.
Fortunately, the medicines that Mu Yuanzhao had prepared were still in the room, and Miaomiao tried to clean the wound for the bastard as calmly as possible.
I bandaged him simply first.
She had sent A Ling to find a military doctor, and at this time, the blood on Mu Yuanzhao's wound was less than before.
After everything was almost done, Miaomiao leaned back softly on the chair, her hand still tightly held by a bastard.
Both men were covered in blood, and it looked like a fight scene, with the person who should have won being covered in wounds.
When Miaomiao regained some strength, she got up and changed the blood-stained clothes. When she came out, she saw Mu Yuanzhao lying on the bed, looking at her eagerly, but not moving at all.
When Miaomiao walked over, someone grabbed Miaomiao's hand with a wronged look on his face and led her to sit on the bed. Then he leaned carefully in Miaomiao's arms. The feeling of dependence made Miaomiao not know what to say for a while.
Did you learn Sichuan Opera face-changing?
"That's enough, the military doctor will be here soon.
How do you explain your wound? Was it caused by me?
Miaomiao was both angry and helpless. When he was her junior, she went crazy and had a fever. Now that she doesn't treat him as her junior anymore, she starts to act coquettishly and cute again.
Mu Yuanzhao seemed to be oblivious to Miaomiao's question. He continued to rub against Miaomiao's arms like a spoiled child, and there was a hint of grievance in his voice.
“But, I already have a wife, why can’t I hug her?
If you can't even keep the Young Marshal's secret, how can you be my man?"
Mu Yuanzhao was ready to be completely shameless. Miaomiao struggled and found that even if he was a wounded beast, he was still a beast with plenty of strength. Miaomiao couldn't break free at all.
Until the military doctor came, opened Mu Yuanzhao's wound, looked at it, and pressed it without saying a word.
After hearing Mu Yuanzhao's groan, he chuckled and spoke to Miaomiao.
“Don’t worry, Madam, the young marshal’s wound is very good and there is no damage to his vital parts.
But, next time, let that knight dig deeper, so that an old man like me won’t have to run around all the time.”
As he said this, he glanced at the young marshal who was holding his wife and didn't care about the wound at all, snorted and left.
There have been frequent battles recently and many soldiers have been injured. However, the young marshal, who was the most brave and good at fighting and only let others bleed, was stabbed in his own small building on the second day after returning to the military camp.
No one would believe this.
But the military doctor was no one else, he was a close confidant of Mu Yuanzhao and his son, and he knew more, even knowing that this girl was the young marshal's non-blood aunt...
Then their young marshal, who didn't want to force Bilian to stay in the small building.
Tsk, the girl was still too gentle.
The room became quiet again, and Mu Yuanzhao buried his face in Miaomiao's neck with a look of satisfaction.
"When my mother and the others come back, shall we discuss the wedding date and get married?
Do you mean ten days later, half a month later, or a month later?"
His embrace was still tight, and his warm breath sprayed on Miaomiao's neck, causing her neck to turn red, and she felt both embarrassed and angry.
"I think you are dreaming!"
Mu Yuanzhao automatically filtered out the dirty words Miaomiao said to him and felt satisfied.
"Okay, then I'll tell Mom that we'll choose fifteen days later and compromise."
Miaomiao chuckled softly and felt that she could no longer laugh.
He didn't listen to anyone at all, and even Miaomiao only took half a day to sum up some experience.
Whenever the topic of breaking up with him was mentioned, Mu Yuanzhao would always automatically filter out these words without blushing or breathing heavily, or directly change them into the way he liked.
Miaomiao didn't know how Mu Yuanzhao arranged his work. At least that day, except for the military doctor who came to see if he was dead in the afternoon, neither Adjutant Qian nor Adjutant Sun came again.
Miaomiao didn't spoil him. Seeing that he had nothing to do, she took the book and started studying on the side.
But Mu Yuanzhao's gaze was like a searchlight, making one side of her face feel hot.
Night fell quietly, and the day finally passed. After being pressed down and kissed for a long time, Miaomiao finally received the news that her cousin was coming back. This was the happiest news for her in the past few days.
But when she came out of the bathroom drying her hair, she didn't see Mu Yuanzhao, who should have been lying in his own room recuperating, but saw him in her room. Her anger began to rise again.
Especially when Mu Yuanzhao was lying on her bed so openly, and saw Miaomiao coming in, his eyes were full of surprise, and his Adam's apple rolled twice, looking like he still had lustful intentions.
He even reached out and patted the quilt beside him.
"I'm not doing anything, just like last night, I just want to be closer to you."
Mu Yuanzhao was talking nonsense seriously, but unfortunately, Miaomiao didn't buy it at all.
She turned and went to the next room, grabbed the paperweight from Mu Yuanzhao's desk, and threw it at the bastard on the bed with all her strength.
The paperweight drew a sharp arc in the air and landed on the place where Mu Yuanzhao had just been lying. The man who had been lazy just now had stood up nimbly and walked out of the room obediently.
Where was the Young Marshal's dignity and aloofness? He was more like a clingy spirit reincarnated.
Miaomiao turned around and closed her door, locking it with a "click".
The lock is from the inside, and it was installed by Miaomiao today, asking A Ling to help her, to eliminate any possibility of someone climbing over the wall.
Outside the room, Mu Yuanzhao just stood quietly at the door, looking at the closed door. The obsession and greed revealed in his eyes were even more than what Miaomiao saw.
His hand gently stroked the door, as if he could still feel the warmth of the little girl's body leaning against it through the door.
"Miao Miao, have a good rest."
He was already very satisfied with today's results. The more relaxed Miaomiao was in front of him, the happier he was. This showed that she had begun to forget her original identity and accept the result that they would be together.
Getting married in half a month is not Miaomiao’s limit, but it is his.
So, their wedding was to take place, he was to marry her as his bride, and they would be together for the rest of their lives.
Otherwise, he would really go crazy.
At this moment, Miaomiao, who was in the room, and the Marshal and his wife, who had already boarded the car and were heading to Men's City, sneezed at the same time...