General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming

The woman in green was unwilling to fight the Ghost Concubine. She bade farewell and left unwillingly.

The Ghost Concubine said to Jing Yi, “Husband, a man has to be careful when he’s alone outside. I’ll send you back!”

Jing Yi looked at her warily.

Ghost Concubine smiled charmingly. “Don’t worry, I’m a good person.”

Jing Yi watched her touch his hand and fell into deep suspicion.

… .

When Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao returned to the Hundred Flowers Palace, Jing Yi was already in Mother Palace Lord’s Towering Palace.

Wei Ting came over first and saw Jing Yi sitting on the stone stool in the courtyard. “Why are you earlier than us? Where’s Su Mo? He went to look for you.”

Jing Yi’s body tensed. “No.”

“Mother.” Wei Ting greeted the Palace Lord.

“Is Xiaoxiao alright?” the Palace Lord asked with concern.

Wei Ting sighed. “The Saintess is too seriously injured. She feels a little uncomfortable.”

Ghost Concubine smiled and asked Wei Ting, “Husband, why didn’t you greet me?”

“Take your hand away!” the Palace Lord said coldly.

The Ghost Concubine let go of Jing Yi’s arm resentfully.

Baby Jing hurriedly moved towards the Palace Lord.

Palace Lord: “Also, if you dare to spout nonsense to my son again, I’ll pull out your tongue!”

The Ghost Concubine smiled charmingly and rested her chin on her hand as she looked at the Palace Lord. “Got it. In the future, I will only say sweet nothings to Sister.”

Palace Lord closed her eyes and held back her anger.

Soon, Su Mo returned.

The Ghost Concubine’s eyes lit up again. “The Netherworld King is really handsome.”

“Sect Master Ghost Concubine.”

Su Mo greeted her politely.

Gui Ji smiled and said, “Call me Sister Ghost Concubine.”

Su Mo was speechless.

Palace Lord asked Ghost Concubine, “Aren’t you leaving?”

The Ghost Concubine said coquettishly, “I sent your people back safely. Are you going to chase me away like this? I’ll be sad if Sister does this.”

Palace Lord hated it when others said such things. She resisted the urge to slap this woman to death and looked at her coldly.

Ghost Concubine sensed the Palace Lord’s killing intent and said resentfully, “Alright, alright. I have a reason for staying. That courtesan of Drunken Dreams Pavilion practices a unique cultivation technique that my Walkabout Sect has only passed down to successive sect masters. If any of you are injured, I can go take a look.”

The Palace Lord asked, “Why does she know your Walkabout Sect’s cultivation technique?”

Ghost Concubine emphasized, “It’s a cultivation technique that’s only passed down to the previous sect masters! Don’t look at me. I didn’t teach it, nor did my master.”

“It’s Xiahou Yi.” Wei Ting said.

Ghost Concubine exclaimed.

Wei Ting pondered and said, “The cultivation techniques of the various sects on the island come from Xiahou Yi’s family. Xiahou Yi has many secret manuals.”

The Ghost Concubine was a little surprised. “Second Grandfather? Oh my god, who did I offend tonight?”

The Palace Lord stood up and glanced at the Ghost Concubine. “Didn’t you say you were going to take a look? Aren’t you coming?”

Ghost Concubine smiled. “Coming, coming!”

In the room, Su Xiaoxiao wiped the dirt and blood off the Saintess and helped her change into dry pajamas.

The external injuries had also been treated.

However, in the end, her suicidal move destroyed her diaphragm and her blood qi dried up.

Her life was rapidly draining away.

“Xiaoxiao.”

Palace Lord brought the Ghost Concubine in.

Su Xiaoxiao turned around and called out sadly, “Mother.”

The Palace Lord took her hand with heartache and whispered, “Let the Ghost Concubine take a look at Cheng Xin.”

Su Xiaoxiao stood up obediently.

The Ghost Concubine looked enviously at the hand held by the Palace Lord and sighed. Her fingertips touched the Saintess’s diaphragm.

“Her internal energy has been sucked dry, and even her diaphragm is damaged. There’s no hope.”

Su Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously, “Her internal energy was sucked dry?”

She had thought that the Saintess’s martial arts had been crippled.

Ghost Concubine said, “That’s right. There’s nothing left. If she had been sucked a little more, she would have become a dried corpse.”

The Palace Lord frowned. “Is this your Walkabout Sect’s unique cultivation technique?”

The Ghost Concubine shook her index finger. “It’s only a unique cultivation technique passed down to the sect master. Ordinary disciples are not qualified to practice it.”

Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes turned cold.

The Palace Lord said, “That person isn’t from the Walkabout Sect. She should be Xiahou Yi’s lackey.”

With that, she looked at the Ghost Concubine. “Are you really helpless?”

The Ghost Concubine said, “If her diaphragm was not destroyed, I could give her a year or two of cultivation to repair her foundation and prevent her from becoming a cripple. What a pity.”

The Palace Lord said, “Use my strength. Try it first. If it doesn’t work, you won’t lose anything.”

The Ghost Concubine sighed. “You can’t use yours. I have to use our sect’s strength.”

“I’ll go out for a while.”

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to enter the pharmacy.

After returning, she went in three times, but she did not find any new medicine.

But she wanted to try again.

Su Xiaoxiao came to the study and closed her eyes.

… She couldn’t enter!

Knock, knock, knock.

Someone knocked on the door.

Su Xiaoxiao said seriously, “Who?”

“I’m done for the day.”

The Slave Killer said expressionlessly.

Su Xiaoxiao opened the door and carried Wei Xiaobao over.

The strange thing was that Wei Xiaobao had long fallen asleep at this time in the past.

Tonight, she widened her black eyes and was extremely energetic.

Wei Xiaobao lay in her mother’s arms and opened her mouth. “Woah ~”

Su Xiaoxiao sighed softly.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoxiao realized that Wei Xiaobao was holding a small golden bottle.

“This is—you gave it to her?”

She asked the Slave Killer.

The Slave Killer was still expressionless. “It wasn’t me. When I went to carry her, she already had it in her hand. She played with it all night!”

Why was there a hint of resentment in his tone?

Su Xiaoxiao said to Wei Xiaobao, “Can you let Mother take a look at this?”

Wei Xiaobao hesitated for a moment before handing the golden bottle to her mother.

Su Xiaoxiao stuffed Wei Xiaobao back into the Slave Killer’s arms.

The Slave Killer muttered, “Today’s mission has been completed…”

Su Xiaoxiao said, ” This is for tomorrow.”

The Slave Killer brought Wei Xiaobao to play without a word.

Su Xiaoxiao unscrewed the cap with force, and a rich medicinal fragrance assaulted her nose.

It was the medicine from the pharmacy!

She didn’t expect Wei Xiaobao to obtain it.

Su Xiaoxiao hurriedly went to the Saintess’s room.

Inside the bottle was a golden pill. It looked like it was to be taken orally.

But she still had to try.

Su Xiaoxiao scraped a little off with a spoon and was about to taste it when a slender hand grabbed her wrist.

Wei Ting bent down and took the medicine into his mouth.

After a moment, he said, “It’s medicine.”

Su Xiaoxiao’s eyes flickered.

The Saintess had no more internal energy. Su Xiaoxiao crushed the golden pill, mixed it with water, and fed it to the Saintess.

An hour later, the Saintess’s diaphragm began to heat up.

Ghe Ghost Concubine yawned from next door and reached out to check the Saintess’s pulse. She suddenly shuddered and instantly woke up!

“Her diaphragm has been repaired a lot… How… is this possible? What immortal pill did you give her?”

The Ghost Concubine had been on the island for so many years, but she had never seen a diaphragm that could be half repaired in two hours.

“Alright, you guys can leave.”

She was about to start healing the Saintess.

–

At dawn, the door opened from inside.

The Ghost Concuvine walked out with a pale face.

The Palace Lord, Su Xiaoxiao, Wei Ting, Su Mo, and Jing Yi were all waiting in the courtyard.

A puppet… actually attracted so much attention…

Ghost Concubine was surprised, but she felt that it was reasonable.

Back then, she was as humble as an ant. The Palace Lord had also saved her.

Ghost Concubine said calmly, “Her foundation is saved. I’m tired too. I’ll go back and rest first.”

Su Xiaoxiao thanked her sincerely.

When she brushed past the Palace Lord, she said, “Thank you, Ghost Concubine.”

The Ghost Concubine smiled. “With Sister’s words, everything is worth it.”

After getting into the carriage, the Ghost Concubine lay down tiredly.

The accompanying female disciple covered her with the blanket with heartache. “Sect Master, why don’t you use Palace Lord Yun’s cultivation strength? You can clearly use it.”

The Ghost Concubine smiled. ” I can’t bear to do so.”