General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 1008

Chapter 1008 - 1008: Xiaohu l s Might

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

It was just past dawn. The sky was dark blue, seemingly bright but not.

The Saintess was already up.

She had just given Cheng Qingxue acupuncture to remove the remaining poison in her body when she heard a report that His Majesty had summoned her.

Recently, the King of the Southern Wilderness had summoned her a little too frequently.

The Saintess pondered for a moment and got into the carriage.

This time, she did not bring Emissary Lu along. Instead, she left her behind to take care of Cheng Qingxue.

She thought that it was the King of the Southern Border’s own business this time, but after she went, she realized that something had happened to the Third Prince.

The Third Prince’s situation was very bad.

Half of his head was burning, so there was no choice but to shave his entire head.

As a prince of a country, he had become bald. For a long time, he was too ashamed to go out and meet people.

However, this was just a small matter. The key was… he was a little injured.

The imperial physicians were helpless.

Yin Xiaodie and Cheng Qingyao were both Saintesses, but Yin Xiaodie was too young and it was inconvenient, so the King of the Southern Wilderness only summoned Cheng Qingyao.

The Holy Maiden heard the Third Prince’s terrified cry from afar. A few imperial physicians could not hold him down. The Holy Maiden entered the house and pressed the Third Prince’s sleeping acupoint.

The Third Prince fell asleep.

The imperial physicians wiped the cold sweat off their foreheads in embarrassment.

The King of the Southern Wilderness waved them away.

“Take a look at Hui’er,” the King of the Southern Wilderness said.

The Saintess lifted the blanket and unbuttoned the Third Prince’s clothes.

There were many scrapes on his body, but they were not serious.

There were many bruises on his thigh, as if he had been hit hard by something. There were even bruises close to his crotch. If it were any closer, he would become impotent.

The Third Prince’s injuries were not as simple as they seemed. Otherwise, he would not have called her into the palace early in the morning.

The King of the Southern Wilderness hesitated and said, “Hui’er… was frightened.”

Wei Xu was saving someone that night. He knew his limits and definitely did not go all the way with the Third Prince.

However, the Third Prince could not help but be afraid. When he saw an expert constantly stomping on his pants, he was so frightened that he became sick.

This was the most difficult to treat because there was no correct medicine. The King of the Southern Wilderness only had this one legitimate son. He was naturally resistant to the thought that his legitimate son would not be able to be a normal man.

The Saintess closed the Third Prince’s clothes and covered him with the blanket. “Let me give you a prescription.”

The King of the Southern Wilderness looked at her with a deep gaze. “Do you know who set fire to the palace that night?”

The Saintess said, “I don’t know.”

The King of the Southern Wilderness threw a portrait on the bedside table in front of her.

The King of the Southern Wilderness said, “Someone saw an unfamiliar commander outside the six tribes. The guards and palace servants thought that he was newly transferred.”

The Saintess picked it up and unfolded the portrait.

On it was a man in armor. The armor was a little ill-fitting and was clearly too small.

His gaze was sharp and his aura was strong. His face was covered in black dust, but his figure and distinct edges and corners could be recognized at a glance by people who were familiar with him.

The Saintess’ expression changed slightly.

The King of the Southern Wilderness looked at her and said, “Is Wei Xu really a puppet? His actions really don’t look like a puppet.”

Puppets did not have their own consciousness and would only listen to their master.

If Wei Xu was not a puppet, then the Saintess had been lying to the King of the Southern Wilderness for the past few years.

If Wei Xu was a puppet, the Saintess would be extremely suspicious as his only master.

First, he kidnapped the princess of the Great Zhou, then burned the palace and the the Third Prince. Everything was disadvantageous to the King of the Southern Wilderness.

The King of the Southern Wilderness’ sharp gaze landed on the Saintess’ beautiful face.

The Saintess looked straight ahead and said frankly, “I didn’t know about this.”

The King of the Southern Wilderness snorted. “I remember that there has never been a mistake with the puppets you refined.”

The Saintess defended herself,”Wei Xu is an exception. His will is too strong, and the medicine has limited effect on him.”

The King of the Southern Wilderness said calmly, “You said previously that he won’t be able to withstand it for long after leaving the medicine. He will definitely come back to look for you. ”

At the mention of this, the Saintess was also puzzled.

Logically speaking, no matter how strong Wei Xu’s will was, it was impossible for him to suddenly quit after taking medicine for five years.

What exactly blocked Wei Xu’s drug reaction?

Had he withstood it himself?