"He is a person in my mansion and someone I finally like, and I will not harm her."

"No?" Yun Yehuang said in a thrustling tone, "If she hadn't been injured now, if I hadn't been in the mood to talk nonsense to you, would you think you could still stand here?"

"Master, you'd better go out first." Yumao spoke at the right time, "Master will have a way to save Qing... Qinglun."

Fengliu took Namoyue out of the room.

The door, close again.

Yun Yehuang did not rest and continued to treat.

Outside the door, Fengliu looked inside from time to time, "Why should I go and heal him?"

Yumao reached out to stop him, "The city lord doesn't have to worry. With the master here, Qinglun will not be in trouble."

"But Yun Yehuang is not suitable for healing Qinglun."

He has some meaning.

Yun Ye Emperor cultivates demons.

People who practice spiritual cultivation cannot heal their injuries.

Nam Wuyue stood quietly by the side, not leaving or staying.

be terribly upset.

"Feather, what's wrong with Yun Yehuang? He seems to care about Qinglun?"

"It's not like it's true."

"Qinglun is the little guard in my mansion. He has only been serving him in this Nanyuan for two or three days."

“It has nothing to do with the length of time.”

Time went until the morning of the next day.

All night, Yun Yehuang kept sleeping and transitioned his strength to Mu Qingqian's body.

However, most of the cultivation level is infused with it. After the transformation and absorption of the life tree, Mu Qingqian only obtained a small part of the spiritual energy.

But she has achieved good healing results on her seriously injured body.

Mu Qing's consciousness slowly awakened.

When I opened my eyes, there was someone next to me.

She turned her head and saw that she was lying in her arms.

He closed his eyes and fell asleep, with deep fatigue between his eyebrows.

Mu Qingqian was stunned for a while, blinked, his body tensed into a straight line, and he subconsciously did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing him.

After close contact, she realized that in her eyes, Yun Yehuang was not only a peerless person.

There is also a bit familiar.

It seems that she didn't hate him as much as she thought...

And he didn't seem to do anything that she hated.

Her hand fell gently on his face, and suddenly she remembered that he was a fiancée. Mu Qingqian frowned and took his hand back.

At this moment, he opened his eyes and held her hand.

Mu Qingqian's eyes rolled, could this guy have seen her?

"Is it okay?" Yun Yehuang spoke softly, unable to express his gentleness.

Mu Qingqian was a little uncomfortable and wanted to sit up. Yun Yehuang held her down to stop her movements.

Mu Qingqian saw that his face was not very good, and he saw that his aura was a little weak.

"Are you injured?" Mu Qingqian asked, still a male voice.

"No." He said, "maybe there was no good rest."

"Did the young master help me with my injury?"

"It's just a slight effort."

Mu Qingqian retreated from his arms and stood on the ground neatly, tidied up his slightly messy clothes. "Thank you, my son, I have some things to deal with, so I will take my leave first."

"Yeah." Yun Yehuang sat on the head of the bed and replied lightly.

Mu Qingqian opened the door and walked out. When everyone saw her, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fengliu was the first to rush forward, "Xiao Qinglun, are you okay?"

Mu Qingqian shook his head, "Don't worry, lord, I'm fine, lord, can I take my leave first? I have something to do..."

"Yes, you can go back and have a good rest." Feng Liu patted her shoulder, "I'll go see you later, be good."
Chapter completed!