Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot

Chapter 58 - 58 58 Swearing to Protect the Mother and

?Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Swearing to Protect the Mother and Daughter Chapter 58: Chapter 58: Swearing to Protect the Mother and Daughter Nalan Yan’er left, and peace was restored within the Princess’ Mansion.

Feng Bailing pushed the door and entered.

“The horse runs, the horse stops.”

The childish voice accompanied by giggling laughter.

Barefooted and chubby, Feng Xiaoli rode on Gong Zhu’s back, her two little buns untied, waving a bald little broom in her hand, charging around the room with bold vigor.

Feng Bailing was dumbfounded, a faint smile emerging in her eyes.

The scene just now was extremely perilous; although the Princess’ Mansion was her home, Feng Bailing treaded on thin ice every day.

Only upon seeing her daughter’s innocent smile could she briefly forget all the unhappiness.

“Her Majesty~ Xiaoli wants to hear your story.”

Seeing Feng Bailing, Feng Xiaoli jumped down from the “horse” and pitter-pattered to Feng Bailing’s side.

Gong Zhu was panting heavily, with his tongue out, collapsed on the ground.

This child-care was no job for humans; he would rather kill a hundred people!

“Your daughter is strangely troublesome. My lord almost got killed by her. I won’t play with her anymore; nothing but bad luck follows me. Just now, I tripped while walking and scalded my tongue with tea, and even got my head caught in a door.”

Gong Zhu was visibly shaken.

“Xiaoli?”

Ever since Feng Xiaoli was ill last time, Feng Bailing has been particularly attentive to this little mouth of hers.

Xiaoli drooped her little head, looking pitiful.

Such a look would soften anyone’s heart.

Gong Zhu internally rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that she was both pitiful and mischievous.

“If you don’t behave next time, I won’t tell you any stories.”

Feng Bailing washed Feng Xiaoli and tucked her into bed.

The little one peeked out half of her face, blinking her eyes, waiting for Feng Bailing to tell a bedtime story.

“Continue the story of Huaguo Mountain…”
Feng Bailing gently patted Feng Xiaoli, and began the tale of Journey to the West.

Feng Xiaoli was well-behaved in front of others, but mischievously quirky behind the curtains, particularly energetic every day, especially before sleep; only story-telling by Feng Bailing could put her to sleep.

Her sweet voice while telling stories contrasted greatly with her ferocious daily demeanor.

Gong Zhu listened alongside and was unconsciously mesmerized.

“Ah, what happened after the Monkey King wreaked havoc in the heavenly palace?”

While Gong Zhu was still longing for more, Feng Xiaoli had already fallen asleep.

But Gong Zhu was eagerly itching; he had never heard of such tales from Feng Bailing before.

“We’ll continue next time.”

Feng Bailing sipped some tea.

Gong Zhu pouted, while at this moment Feng Bailing removed her veil.

Under the lamplight, the tea cup in Gong Zhu’s hand clattered to the ground.

“Is your Pure Yang poison cured?”

The lady before him had black hair like lacquer, her face as smooth and radiant as Han White Jade, flawless.

Her beautiful eyes glittered, every movement carried an indescribable beauty.

Was this still the ugly monster, Feng Bailing, that he knew?

As if he had drunk several pounds of strong liquor, Gong Zhu’s face blushed, his ears turned red, and even the Wuji Wood Seal on his forehead slightly reddened and was visible as he stumbled over his words.

“As you said, temporarily suppressed in the Dantian. Just now, Nalan Yan’er took control of Dongfang Li, trying to attack me.”

Feng Bailing detailed the actions of Nalan Yan’er.

“It must be a Blessing Technique. Unexpectedly, the renowned Princess Consort of Great Chu would know the Blessing Technique.”

Gong Zhu recounted this, though there were no details in the Xingxiu Sect’s information network.

It seemed the network of Xingxiu Sect was not comprehensive enough.

Gong Zhu briefly explained the Blessing Technique to Feng Bailing.

Feng Bailing understood that this so-called Blessing Technique was akin to modern medical hypnotism.

“Dongfang Li was poisoned by the Mandala Poison of my Xingxiu Sect, disorienting him, and Nalan Yan’er took advantage to counteract Dongfang Li to attack you. Do you have a feud with this Princess Consort?”

Gong Zhu learned that Nalan Yan’er had a good reputation, serving as a Princess Consort in Great Chu.

“I’m to marry her former love.”

As Feng Bailing had studied medicine, including hypnotism, she recognized that Dongfang Li’s condition looked like he was hypnotized.

She screamed Nalan Yan’er’s name to scare her and break the hypnotic state.

“Dugu Wu, the Ninth Prince? You still dare to like him…”
Gong Zhu glanced at Feng Bailing’s beautiful profile that surpassed the beauty of spring flowers and autumn moons, feeling somewhat bitter in his heart.

“He is the most suitable person for me.”

At least for within a year.

Feng Bailing recalled the bizarre Purple Gold Dragon and the golden chain with a crack.

Gong Zhu tightened his lips, feeling an indescribable sense of defeat.

Gong Zhu had long known that the Princess’ Mansion was enveloped in deep gloom.

As a member of the Royal Family of Great Chu, if Feng Bailing wanted to protect herself with such stunning beauty, she would need a powerful man.

And he, needed to become even more powerful to protect both Feng Bailing and Feng Xiaoli.

“Those endowed with the Wenhua Seal, skilled in beguiling the hearts of people, as long as you have a firm mind, avoid eye contact, you can evade the Blessing Technique. I’ll come to see you next month.”

After speaking, Gong Zhu’s figure flashed, and he left the Princess’ Mansion.

Outside the Princess’ Mansion, that patch of blood on the ground was like dark night’s blooming red plum, strikingly poignant.

The horse carriage of the Crown Prince Mansion was spacious and steady.

Nalan Yan’er boarded the carriage, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, her snowy skin tinged with a faint blush.

Having been injured by Feng Bailing in the Princess’ Mansion, Ah Wu would certainly reprimand Feng Bailing.

Tomorrow, she would go to the palace, and upon meeting Ah Wu, she would surely report against Feng Bailing, a calculating flash crossing Nalan Yan’er’s eyes.