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Chapter 193 The Little Fox Transforms into a Human, the Demon Lord is Busy Chasing His Wife - 43

He rushed to the bedside and whispered, "Wanwan? Wanwan, wake up!"

No matter how he called out, Mu Wanwan's eyes remained tightly closed, and she did not respond.

Anxious and worried, Yan Shuo quickly reached out his finger and carefully checked her breathing, finding that it was steady and normal.

But what's puzzling is that she just fell into a deep sleep, as if she had entered a deep coma.

Ershuo, the dog that had been inseparable from Mu Wanwan, seemed to have noticed its owner's unusual behavior. It became restless, pacing back and forth by the bed and occasionally letting out a frantic bark.

Seeing this, Yan Shuo felt that something was wrong, so he personally gave Mu Wanwan a thorough physical examination.

However, the result greatly disappointed him—on the surface, Mu Wanwan's body was perfectly fine, all her indicators were normal, and she didn't seem sick at all.

Faced with such a bizarre situation, Yan Shuo knew he was helpless.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to order the summoning of the most outstanding doctors in the demon realm for a consultation.

After the doctors arrived in a hurry, they immediately began a tense but meticulous diagnostic process.

Some were responsible for taking Mu Wanwan's pulse, while others were busy examining her tongue coating, fundus examination, and other vital signs. A heavy atmosphere permeated the entire room, and Yan Shuo stayed by her side without leaving for a moment, anxiously awaiting the final diagnosis.

After a long wait, Yan Shuo could no longer contain his anxiety and impatiently asked one of the leading doctors, "How is it? What exactly is the situation?"

The doctor looked troubled and slowly shook his head, saying, "Your Majesty, please forgive my incompetence. After a comprehensive examination, we can confirm that Madam's current physical condition is perfectly healthy. As for why she suddenly fell into this state of prolonged sleep... it is truly perplexing. In my humble opinion, I'm afraid we will have to trouble Your Majesty to find a more skilled physician to investigate."

Upon hearing these words, Yan Shuo felt a sinking feeling in his heart, as if he had been struck hard by a heavy hammer.

After seeing the doctor off, Yan Shuo felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he slumped down on the cold ground.

He slowly crawled to the bedside, then lay down on the edge of the bed like a helpless child. His once bright and sharp eyes were now fixed on Mu Wanwan, who was as quiet as a sleeping beauty on the bed.

Since Mu Wanwan fell into this endless slumber, Yan Shuo has rarely left this cozy love nest that belongs to the two of them.

In the past, he was always by her side, never wanting to be separated from her for even a moment.

Just then, a cry of surprise came from the courtyard: "Demon Lord, the peach blossoms are blooming!"

However, at this moment, Yan Shuo's heart and eyes were only on his sleeping wife, and he had no time to care about what changes had occurred to the peach blossoms in the courtyard.

"What's the big deal! If peach blossoms aren't red, what are they supposed to be green?" Yan Shuo roared without turning his head.

The servant who came to report trembled with fright and hurriedly knelt on the ground, explaining tremblingly, "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. That was not what I meant. It's just that for some reason, all the pink peach blossoms in this courtyard suddenly turned into a vibrant, bright red in a short period of time!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shuo, who was carefully wiping Mu Wanwan's face, suddenly stopped. The white towel slipped from his fingers and fell lightly to the ground.

His gaze remained fixed on the face on the bed that haunted his dreams, but his mind began to race.

After a moment, he seemed to finally realize why his beloved Wanwan had suddenly fallen into such a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, in Mu Wanwan's world of consciousness, an adorable little pig was shaking its head and saying to her, "Master, your man is racking his brains trying to find a way to save you, so you must be patient!"

Mu Wanwan's chest heaved with anger. She couldn't understand why she was so unlucky and had been ambushed for no reason.

"Piggy, it must have been that awful Bai Jingjing who did this, right?"

The pig nodded repeatedly in agreement.

You know, when a woman hates another person, she will stop at nothing and do everything she can to cause trouble for that person, and Bai Jingjing is clearly such a ruthless person.

"Alas, it's all my fault for being too careless. I let this cunning and treacherous woman take advantage of me, and now I'm in such a sorry state."

Mu Wanwan was filled with remorse and secretly vowed to be more careful in the future.

Yan Shuo was gazing at the peach orchard, which was as vibrant as flames. Every peach blossom was in full bloom, dazzling and breathtaking.

He slowly reached out and gently plucked one of the most beautiful peach blossoms.

Surprisingly, the moment the bright red peach blossom touched his fingertips, it turned from red to black, as if it had been eroded by a mysterious force, and finally turned into ashes, drifting away with the wind.

Yan Shuo gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with fury, his entire being resembling a raging tiger. "Li Yuan! Investigate immediately! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find this mastermind!"

As Yan Shuo's most trusted and relied-upon right-hand man, Li Yuan demonstrated extraordinary insight and action.

Shortly after receiving the assignment, he swiftly tracked down the root of the problem.

"Demon Lord, this man is the peach tree merchant!" Li Yuan reported to Yan Shuo, pointing to the terrified man lying on the ground.

The vendor was terrified, incontinent, and his body was soaking wet. A nauseating odor filled the air.

He was trembling all over, as if he might collapse at any moment; his lips were trembling incessantly, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He could only keep kowtowing to Yan Shuo, his forehead hitting the ground with a "thump, thump" sound.

"Tell me, where exactly did you learn this forbidden art of the demon realm?"

Yan Shuo's face was ashen, and his entire body emanated a chilling aura, like ancient ice, sending shivers down one's spine. This powerful pressure made the merchants even more nervous and afraid, and they even became stuttering and incoherent when they spoke.

"I...I really don't know anything about forbidden arts! Please, Demon Lord, have mercy and investigate thoroughly! I'm innocent!" the merchant cried, his body curled up in fear.

How could Yan Shuo easily believe the one-sided story of the man in front of him?