The wooden doll was put in an iron box and locked.

Qing Moyan turned around and went back to the study, someone cleaned the brazier, and then began to clean the yard.

Xuanyu personally supervised the delivery of the iron box into an empty warehouse.

As she turned around to lock the door, Xuanyu heard a dull knock from inside the iron box.

Although the voice was not loud, he could hear it very clearly.

The frightened hair of the few handymen standing on the side was about to stand up, "That's it...... Does it really work?"

Xuanyu snorted, "What are you afraid of, as long as you do what the prince tells you, no one is allowed to approach here." ”

The crowd responded.

Xuanyu locked the door of the warehouse with her own hands.

Through the door, people can still faintly hear the knocking sound coming from inside the storeroom.

"Knock...... Knock ......"

The sound continued until twilight, when it stopped.

At the same time, in a private courtyard in the city.

"It seems that this appliance is no longer useful. "In the dark room, a man said quietly.

"Why can't you use it anymore?" sat another man not far behind the man, there was no light in the dimly lit room, so his face could not be seen clearly, and on his shoulder lay a white sable, the snow-white fur was particularly eye-catching, and the man was gently caressing its fur as he spoke.

"The Dementor Pill is still in that beast's body, and I can't feel its presence anymore...... I really didn't expect that little thing to have this ability. ”

The man who stroked the sable chuckled, "It's a tribute spirit animal, naturally it's unusual, I'm going to get that little thing after I'm done with it." ”

"But...... The Dementor Pill is gone. ”

"Scrap it, scrap it, those files have been destroyed anyway. The man stroked the sable's soft neck, "The most worthless thing in the world is human life, really...... How much and how much to have. He laughed, his lips curled in a beautiful curvature.

Dali Temple.

Qing Moyan sat behind the desk reviewing the file, a black hairball curled up on his lap.

"Shizi, aren't you going back to the Hou Mansion tonight?" Xuanyu brought in for dinner.

"No, I don't go back. Qingmo Yan didn't raise his head.

Xuanyu put down the food and hesitated: "I heard that the Hou Ye has been helping you with Zhang Luo's family affairs recently, if you don't go back, ......"

The brush in Qing Moyan's hand paused, "He is my father, since he wants to toss, he will go." ”

Xuanyu hurriedly said: "Then how can it be done, your wife is also our main mother, how can we watch the Hou Ye stuff a drag to your back house." ”

Qing Moyan sneered, "In his eyes, the real drag should be me, every time the Gu poison attack is half-dead, I think he must have hinted at them when he proposed to others, my life is not long." ”

"Don't worry, Shizi, we will definitely find all the medicine leads. Xuanyu's eyes were red.

"Whether you can find Qi Yao Yin or not depends on the will of God. Qing Moyan didn't care, when he put down the pen, he touched the little civet on his lap with his left hand, its stomach was a little shriveled, and he remembered that it had an empty stomach at noon, so he instructed Xuanyu: "You go and get a bowl of goat's milk." ”

Xuanyu wanted to persuade a few more words, but seeing that Qing Moyan was not interested in it at all, she had to go out.

Get married?

Qing Moyan sneered when there was no one in the room.

Even if he didn't go back, he could guess what kind of women his father would pick for him, weak and incompetent, weak and weak, and really worthy of his long-term poisonous body.

The goat milk that Xuanyu took was still warm, and Qing Moyan took a spoon with her own hand and slowly poured the goat milk into Ru Xiaonan's mouth.

"I must be crazy to care about such a little thing as you. Qing Moyan said to herself, Ru Xiaonan was still asleep and couldn't swallow on her own, so she fed less and spilled more.

Qing Moyan wiped the milk from its mouth with a handkerchief.

"You are my pet, life and death are up to me, you are not allowed to die without my permission, do you hear?"

He tapped its head lightly with his fingers.

I have to admit that he has an inexplicable feeling for this little thing.

While he needs it, it needs to depend on him to survive.

This feeling of mutual need was extremely satisfying to him.