Wu Tingyuan slowly opened his eyes.

He slept well in his room, and it seemed that he had never left a single step.

However, no.

How can the body hurt so much?

When he looked down, he saw that his body was densely bandaged with strips of white cloth, and in some places there was faint oozing blood.

What's going on?

Could it be that last night, he was sick again?

He frowned, it must be so, and worry suddenly welled up in his heart.

What did he do last night? Who bandaged this strip of white cloth?

He endured the pain, got off the ground, changed his clothes, and pushed the door open.

Outside, it was the midday sun, and I was dazzled.

He closed his eyes and opened them again.

There was a sudden movement in my heart. How come there are so many people standing in front of this house?

He fixed his eyes and saw that these were all the disciples of the Shengyuan Hall, and they looked up at him, but they stood silently, unable to see joy or sorrow.

This is, what's going on?

He was amazed.

At the front of the line, one person stepped forward, it was Song Yiyan.

"Since the hall master has chosen the hall master, we respect the hall master's choice, and we will definitely follow the hall master and serve the hall master and the master of the hall! How to arrange it in the future, please ask the hall master to indicate. ”

"Please show me the hall." Behind, everyone said in unison.

What the? What is the master? Wu Tingyuan's eyes widened, and his mind was in chaos. What is he talking about?

Song Yiyan saw that his eyes widened, and he was at a loss, thinking that it was because he had just gotten up and was not awake, so he said: "That Ming Lord is waiting in Ronghe Hall now, and the hall master is ......."

Before Song Yiyan finished speaking, he saw Wu Tingyuan suddenly turn around and strode towards the Ronghe Hall.

"The hall master...... The hall master ......"

Song Yiyan's voice was left far behind. Wu Tingyuan walked quickly, only feeling anxious.

What is the master? What's going on? What happened last night?

At the end of the road, Wu Tingyuan turned sharply, but unexpectedly, two people happened to turn around, and his figure must have flashed, so he narrowly avoided it.

"Oops." This exclamation was a woman's voice.

Wu Tingyuan looked up and saw that these were the two women, it was Yu'er who screamed, and the other one had a white cloth bandage tied on his head, it should be Xu ......

No, that's not Xu Zi, that indifferent feeling is Shen Shu!

"Shen Shu!" Wu Tingyuan exhaled in surprise. She, how could she be here?

Yu'er saw that the person in front of her was Wu Tingyuan, so she knelt down with a snap, tears welled up in her eyes, and she choked up and said: "Hall Master, thank you for saving Miss from the Tiger and Wolf Mansion, my Yu'er has been a cow and a horse in my life, and I want to repay the kindness of the hall master." ”

He, he saved Shen Shu? Wu Tingyuan subconsciously helped Yu'er up, but he was stunned and didn't say a word.

Could it be that last night, he broke into the Han Palace's mansion at night and went to save Shen Shu?

Why is that?

Just when he was shocked, he heard Shen Shu speak: "Yu'er, let me talk to Master Wutang and take a step." ”

Yu'er answered, and walked away.

Only two people were left.

Shen Shu knew that Wu Tingyuan must have been at a loss for the second monk at this time, and he could feel the surprise in the words he had just called her.

At this time, she must make it clear to Wu Tingyuan. Otherwise, he is afraid that he will not be able to adapt to it, and he will not be able to accept it.

She said slowly: "The hall master broke into the Han Palace's mansion last night and rescued Shen Shu, and Shen Shu was extremely grateful in his heart. Her eyes were shining brightly, whether it was Nameless or Wu Tingyuan, they were all one and inseparable. This gratitude, as for Wu Tingyuan, is the same.

"The hall master rescued him last night, but everyone in the Shengyuan Hall was in danger, thanks to the help of His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, the danger can be saved. Church Master, you...... Out of gratitude to His Royal Highness...... Proposed to serve His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson, the specific matters have not yet been explained, and now, His Royal Highness the Imperial Grandson is waiting for you to talk, I believe that the hall master must be, and has already thought about answering......"