As soon as the door was opened, the rancid smell on the tip of the nose became much stronger, mixed with some unknown fragrance and bloody smell. Rao Mu Wanwan was mentally prepared, but he couldn't help but turn pale.
The huge room was lit with warm-colored lamps, and it was extremely quiet. Mu Wanwan looked at the thick curtain with intricate patterns not far away, his palms sweating slightly—
Tyrant, behind this veil.
According to memory, after the original body was scared to cry once by the tyrant, in the following nights, although he was forced to enter the room, he would sleep on the chair with his clothes on.
When Mu Wanwan was in the ancestral hall before, he thought about what to do in the future.
She has unfortunately become a female supporting actress with a tragic end, and she can only accept the reality. According to the scattered memories of that book, the tyrant will eventually wake up.
Mu Wanwan also thought about running away, but according to the original body's memory, this continent is very, very dangerous, monks and monsters coexist, the original body only has weak wood-type abilities, and the combat power is about 0.
In this continent, there is no law to protect her personal safety. Moreover, the tyrant made countless enemies, and she married into the tyrant's mansion under the watchful eyes of the public. Once she escaped, even if Ao Qin was not found, she would die after going out.
There is only one way in front of her now. Stay by the tyrant's side and take care of him. When he wakes up, he will get out of the way. If he doesn't delay his intimacy with the heroine, maybe she can survive.
Although Mu Wanwan had already made up her mind, when she actually walked to the side of the curtain and lifted the curtain with shaking hands, she was still frightened by the tragic state of the person in front of her—
A creature that could no longer be called a human was lying on the jade bed. His upper body was naked, with crisscrossing scars, and terrifying lines spread across his arms and face. His lower body was a long dragon tail, which was already halfway there. It's rotten, the tail is cut in half, and the little tip is gone.
He closed his eyes tightly, and half of his face was corroded by something or what. Although it wasn't rotten, it was too ugly to look straight at. There were two ferocious broken horns on the supposedly smooth forehead.
In addition, the exposed parts of the tyrant will occasionally show some yellow scales. The bed was messed up by his blood, and dripped from the bed to the ground. Mu Wanwan also saw some things he didn't know with his sharp eyes. A parasite or something black was crawling around on his wound.
She couldn't help but took two steps back, and when she came back to her senses, her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
She really didn't expect that the tyrant's appearance would be worse than the original body's memory.
In the book, although the tyrant is ugly and disabled, he is still a plant dragon, but when the female supporting actor and the female protagonist just married, someone served him every day, but now...
Mu Wanwan glanced at the shocking wound on his body, the broken horn 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 king of Tianliang and crossed the continent in front of him.
Once defeated, people take tea to cool off, a dragon is thrown into a lonely room and no one cares and no one asks. He finally woke up, a beautiful and unparalleled dragon, because it lost its tail and its horns were also broken. The woman he liked was often disliked by the woman he liked, and the woman he liked cuckolded him with his friends. The problem is that he doesn't know...
This... is too miserable, it is simply the miserable family of Longsheng.
Mu Wanwan sympathetically looked at a certain dragon who was paralyzed on the bed, probably because of the sympathy bonus, his appearance was not so scary anymore.
She looked at the filthy blood under him, no longer hesitated, searched for her memory, and took a few clean handkerchiefs. She wanted to find someone to make hot water, but she searched the whole bedroom and didn't see a night watchman. The servant had no choice but to go to the special water storage area outside the dormitory to draw a basin of cold water and return to the room.
Mu Wanwan put the basin in front of the tent with some difficulty, and her eyes were a little dark. She immediately gained a new understanding of the weakness of this body. She soaked the handkerchief in the water, wrung it dry, took a deep breath, plucked up her courage, walked to the jade bed, and began to wipe along the edge of the blood, trying not to touch the tyrant's oozing Half tail.
When she was cleaning, the movements were actually a bit big, but the tyrant had never responded. If he didn't see some scale changes on his body from time to time, Mu Wanwan would have thought he was dead.
She cleaned it bit by bit, the blood was very dirty, there were many small insects mixed in it, and some places were dry, it was very painful to clean up, Mu Wanwan scrubbed until her scalp became numb, she couldn't help but whisper, " I don't despise you so much, if you wake up in the future, even if you're with the heroine, don't kill me because I'm not pleasing to the eye, I'll take it as your promise if you don't say anything."
After she said it, she felt a little funny. Now the tyrant is just a poor plant dragon, and he has no sense at all. Is she taking advantage of others' danger by making this agreement
Mu Wanwan rubbed it for a long time, but it was unavoidable to encounter the tyrant's dragon tail. The touch was very strange, a little slippery, but very rough. She worked hard for a long time to clean the half of the bed near the outside of the bed. After changing the water in many basins, the original white handkerchief had also been dyed blood red, and it could not be washed clean.
Mu bent over, her legs hurt, her head was dizzy, and she couldn't move. She frowned at the tyrant's dirty wound and the half-tailed tail still lying on the bed.
A long, bad-looking dragon tail with yellowed scales and an unhealthy color. She looked at the rotten meat with a rancid smell and panicked in her heart. She was a little lucky that it was late autumn, the temperature was not too low, and it would not be as easily infected as in summer, otherwise this poor dragon, I am afraid the situation will be worse than now. Oops.
"Huh." When Mu Wanwan was cleaning up before, he tried to avoid touching his body, but now, he still decided to move him to a new position and let him get rid of the dirty blood that she hasn't come and cleaned up.
Mu Wanwan walked to the bed nervously, carefully hugged his uninjured dragon tail with both hands, and dragged it towards the outside with difficulty.
"his..."
Mu Wanwan felt a sharp pain coming from the place where his scales were in contact, but she couldn't throw the person roughly, so she had to endure the pain and worked hard for a long time before dragging the dragon tail of his lower body to half a clean one. jade bed.
"It hurts." Mu Wanwan pulled out his hands, looking at the bloody openings above, crying without tears.
When I saw the scales when I was scrubbing, I just felt a little rough, and it didn't hurt very much. How could I scratch my hand when I picked it up.
Mu Wanwan sighed, and resignedly moved the tyrant's upper body, and then sat on the chair while supporting the old waist that was in pain after hard work. Get some sleep.
Although she really wanted to sleep in the bed, half of the bed beside the tyrant had not been cleaned, the wound on his body had not been treated, and the bed had no quilt, and it seemed to be no different from a chair...
According to the impression of the book in his mind, Fuliu would come to bring some food to the original body every morning, and then take her to the ancestral hall, and then pick her up when it was almost twelve o'clock in the evening.
In the middle of the night, Ao Qin once came to the ancestral hall to look for the original body, but the original body had agreed to escape with Bai Shuiyao, so he left the ancestral hall early.
She has decided not to run now, she must seize this opportunity to see Ao Qin tomorrow, and find a way to get a doctor and some medicine for the tyrant. It would be better if she could get two more maids to take care of her with her. …
Mu Wanwan thought vaguely before falling asleep.