"Yes." The wind nodded in response, then stood up and walked outside happily and said, "Then the subordinate will go to the door to greet General Yan!" ”

"Well, go ahead." Beichen Yue nodded, with a rare hint of a smile in his voice.

After the figure of the wind disappeared into the courtyard, Mu Jiujiu turned his head and shouted in a low voice towards Beichen: "His Royal Highness King Yue......"

"Huh??" Beichen Yue turned his head and looked at Mu Jiujiu with a smile in his eyes that had not yet melted.

Mu Jiujiu was slightly stunned when she saw the smile on his face, this seemed to be the first time she had seen him smile since she entered the Yue Wang's Mansion.

"Uh...... The folk girl wants to say, Your Highness, you have a distinguished guest visiting, should the folk girl avoid it? ”

Mu Jiujiu said as she looked down at the stains on her clothes, from morning to now, she hasn't even changed her clean clothes.

Beichen Yue followed her gaze and glanced at the dirty clothes she was wearing, a pair of good-looking eyebrows couldn't help frowning, this guy had messy hair and disheveled clothes, it was indeed a little inappropriate to go to see outsiders like this, but he couldn't let her go back to his yard, otherwise he estimated that he would pass out directly.

Just as the two of them were staring at each other in a stalemate, the voice of the wind rang out at the door: "Your Highness, General Yan is here!" ”

As soon as his words fell, a slender and tall figure stepped directly over the threshold and walked in.

The visitor was wearing a suit of armor, a bright red cloak fluttering in the wind behind him, a helmet in his hand, and a handsome face with a radiant look on his cheeks.

"Brother Yue, I heard that you went around the Ghost Gate and came back!?" Yan Feiyun's first sentence when he entered the door was straight to the point, without a trace of politeness.

"Feiyun." Beichen Yue shifted his gaze from Mu Jiujiu to Yan Feiyun, and said with a shallow smile on his cold cheeks: "You haven't died yet, how dare I die first." ”

Well?? Got a feeling!?

Mu Jiujiu heard this, and then looked at Beichen Yue's attitude, and immediately pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

After Yan Feiyun entered the house, he directly put the helmet he was holding on the table in the room, then walked to Beichen Yuedi bed, dragged a chair and sat down, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, stretch out your hand and let me check your pulse." ”

"Okay." Beichen Yue nodded and directly stretched out his wrist.

Yan Feiyun stretched out three fingers and put them on Beichen Yue's pulse, and after carefully checking the pulse, the hearty smile on his face gradually disappeared and solidified.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, frowned, and looked at Beichen Yue with a shocked expression: "How can this be!?" ”

Beichen Yue smiled, withdrew his hand, and said in a cool voice: "Isn't this not dead yet?" ”

"You're not a few steps away from death." As Yan Feiyun spoke, he noticed that there was a woman sitting next to the bed, and the woman had kept her hands on Beichen Yue's knees since he came in.

Yan Feiyun frowned and said, "This is ......"

He remembered that Beichen had never liked to be too close to any woman, let alone any physical contact.

"The people's daughter is ......" Mu Jiujiu was just about to answer, but Beichen Yue directly interrupted her and said: "This is the concubine who married into my Yue Palace's palace and gave this king Chongxi." ”