"After dinner in a while, let's go to Hua Yuqiong to discuss, how about it?"

Zhai Zilan put the fold in place, and then got up and stretched.

"yes, okay."

Then, the two walked out under the rather strange gazes of Li Yuan and Han Zeng.

*

"Ahh

She sneezed, sniffed, and shrunk back into the warm mass.

Sai Ye slowly opened his eyes, and his deep eyes looked at the guy who kept squeezing into his arms, and there was a touch of unknown feeling in his heart.

The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he pulled up the quilt and covered Hua Yuqiong's body.

What to do?

He may really have the good of Long Yang, if Hua Yuqiong knew, would he look at him with that kind of disgust?

The rain outside fell for a day and a night, and finally turned into a drizzle. But the disasters and pains it brought can never be recovered.

A man in only his underwear stood in front of the window, his warm eyes watching the rain getting lighter and lighter.

A cool breeze blew in from the window, and as if feeling a chill, he reached out and touched his arm that had been blown away from the temperature.

"Second master, be careful that your body is cold."

A large man gently draped a white cloak embroidered with green bamboo on the man's body, and then stepped aside.

"Hmm."

Hua Qi answered, reaching out and tightening the cloak.

"Where did the little feather go? Can it hurt? ”

Xiong Kun replied: "The little young master is very good, he is alive, and the injuries on your body are all handled by him." The young master brought breakfast to you and the old master in the morning, and then disappeared, perhaps by the Venerable One to preach something. ”

"yes, I see."

Hua Qi nodded, and the hand hanging by his side subconsciously touched the place where the millipede had bitten on his waist.

The door was pushed open, and Yue Bai walked in from outside, holding light but very delicious food in his hand.

"Second master, your dinner."

"Put it there first, I'll eat it later." Painting Qi said lightly.

"Okay."

Yue Bai responded and put the things on the table.

Seeing that the sky was gradually darkening, Cheng Yuqi pulled Zhai Zilan to prepare a carriage and rushed to the Zhenguo Mansion.

"Master, Lord Hou, His Royal Highness King Yi and His Royal Highness King Yu have come down."

The old man and the Marquis of Zhan Long were playing chess, and Yan Bin suddenly came in to report.

Immediately after, Cheng Yuqi's voice came from outside.

"Grandpa, draw grandpa."

Zhai Zilan smiled and said hello to them.

As soon as Zhan Long Hou saw the hippie smiling guy who came in, he gave him a blank look.

"What are you doing here?"

"Grandpa, you're all here, why can't I come?" Cheng Yuqi asked rhetorically, "By the way, what about the kid who painted Yuqiong?" Why didn't you see him? Are you still with Uncle Qi? Uncle Qi, how is he? ”

"Your Uncle Qi is much better, and that kid from Hua Yuqiong should still be staying with his master." War Dragon Marquis said.

"Master? Is that grown-in too? That's great! Cheng Yuqi said happily.

"What do you have to be happy about?"

Zhan Long Hou glanced at him speechlessly, and then looked at Zhai Zilan, who had not spoken beside him, and asked, "Zilan, how is your father and emperor?" ”

"Thanks to Painted Yu Qiong, his father is out of danger." Zhai Zilan said.

"Really? That's good, if there is no danger. Zhan Long Hou nodded, and said with a smile on his face.