Reborn as the Crippled King's Beloved

There is a well-known saying, illness comes on like a landslide.

General Fu, such a tall and strong man, suddenly fell ill, like a mountain collapsing, with a high fever that would not subside throughout the night.

It was not until two days later that his condition finally improved, thanks to Divine Doctor Zhai and Murong Jiu taking turns to perform acupuncture on him.

Illness leaves as slowly as pulling silk, General Fu started feeling chills, coughing, and despite getting better day by day, Murong Jiu always felt an indelible gloom overhead.

Everyone kept silent about her elder brother. His name was never mentioned, which made her suspect that something had happened to him.

And this incident was caused by her.

After hesitating for a few days, just when Murong Jiu was about to ask Prince Ling, they were ambushed by mountain bandits.

These bandits were well-equipped and well-trained, not looking like ordinary bandits, and there were a lot of them.

"Ah Jiu, you and Father-In-Law stay quiet in the carriage, we’ll handle this outside," someone said.

Murong Jiu nodded, knowing her role was not to add to the chaos.