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The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer

Chapter 1212 - 1292: Wielding My 50-Meter Broadsword

Author: Mountain Sunrise
updatedAt: 2025-10-31

CHAPTER 1212: CHAPTER 1292: WIELDING MY 50-METER BROADSWORD

Originally, with two men taking turns, it was enough to satisfy her, but with Liang Zhichen gone, only Liang Haoming was left. That guy, strong on the outside but weak on the inside, couldn’t handle it. Afraid of causing harm, he started taking Paralysis Pills.

But the most hateful was that second husband, Liang Shuyu.

She wasn’t inexperienced in matters between men and women, yet she still played hard to get. As a result, Dong Huiying only had Liang Shuyu by her side, yet her physical needs were unmet, forcing her to take Paralysis Pills for months to suppress her "addiction" inside.

With a heavy sigh, Yun Ge ended up hating these brothers intensely, extremely intensely, and in her anger, she blamed all six brothers equally. In short, she was bitterly upset.

After some time stewing in her frustration, Yun Ge suppressed her anger and immersed herself again in the research of these medicinal ingredients.

Seeing this, Fengsu could only feel helpless.

His years of experience told him that with Yun Ge, as long as something involved Marshal Baowei, everyone and everything else had to step aside.

In her heart, Marshal Baowei would always be the most important.

Yun Ge busied herself the entire afternoon, still without a clue, so she decided to take some of Dong Huiying’s blood and continue her research. But as she passed a few rooms on her way to Dong Huiying’s room, she suddenly realized something: "How come those guys have run off again?"

Frowning, she suddenly noticed that recently she’d only seen Lao San, Liang Shujun, and Lao Liu, Liang Yixuan, with no trace of the other four brothers.

Fengsu, like a shadow, followed behind Yun Ge: "Ah Wu told me, it seems his eldest brother went to gather some kind of fruit, leaving San and Liu to take care of Baowei. All the others went along. If you count the days, they should be back soon. They went on horseback, which is much faster than a carriage."

"Fruit? Hmph!"

Yun Ge pouted and muttered, "If those guys weren’t Purple Chervil’s husbands, if Purple Chervil didn’t love them too much, with how they are, I’d have swung my fifty-meter big knife and killed them!"

Fengsu’s mouth twitched, "It’s all a series of unfortunate events; they’ve realized their mistakes. Besides, what happened was due to circumstances beyond control; they had their own hardships."

Yun Ge suddenly stopped in her tracks, turning fiercely to glare at Fengsu: "How can you speak for them? Those scumbags... Hm? No, scumbag indeed, truly birds of a feather flock together!"

Yun Ge remembered when Fengsu, this Second Prince, approached her while concealing his identity; she had no idea what he was thinking at the time. He always wore a haughty expression as he disparaged her Purple Chervil, which made her so angry a few times she wanted to have someone kill Fengsu.

And she did...

Mm, yes, she indeed did.

Anyone who spoke ill of Purple Chervil was her enemy.

But the people she sent out never succeeded; instead, they were knocked unconscious and piled up at her doorstep.

Remembering those events from the past made Yun Ge furious again: "Oh right, I almost forgot, you never liked Purple Chervil from the start, and now that Purple Chervil has ended up like this, you must be quite pleased inside, huh? Hmph!"

Fengsu: "...You misunderstand me deeply. If it weren’t for you, she would only be an insignificant stranger to me. Back then, in my youth, I was trying to show my affection to you by getting close to you. When you coldly ignored me, not wanting to be overlooked, I had no choice but to take a different approach, deliberately making it seem like I was against her to get your attention. Looking back, I was rather pitiful."

Yun Ge paused, then snorted coldly: "I’d rather believe there are ghosts in the world than trust a man’s lying mouth!"

Fengsu: "..."

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