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"Has Gu Zhao come here yet, or is it someone else?"

Mu Qianyu frowned slightly and asked.

Yue Zhu shook her head, "No one came here last night, and neither did anyone come this morning."

She had been worried about how she would lie if someone came, but no one did.

"Where's An Xiang?"

"Your subordinate is here!"

Mu Qianyu suddenly thought of An Xiang and Fu Ying.

An Xiang immediately appeared, her movements was slow, she must have suffered some internal injuries last night.

"Are you alright, where's Fu Ying, how are her injuries?"

When she saw Fu Ying last night, she was covered in blood and her condition was desperate.

However, thinking about how Gu Zhao still had a breath left after landing in his hands, it was already difficult enough.

Thinking about Gu Zhao, Mu Qianyu immediately frowned, as a cold aura flashed across her eyes.

Sooner or later, she would kill that bastard!

"Master, Fu Ying, she … I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on. "

An Xiang's expression was a little dejected, even though she had received strict training since he was young.

But she and Fu Ying grew up together, and trained together for a mission for more than ten years, it was impossible without feelings.

It was just that this time, Fu Ying's injuries were severe, her meridians and internal organs were damaged, and the person who attacked was extremely ruthless.

He only gave Fu Ying a breath, wanting to make her die from the pain.

"How could my people not be able to hold on?"

Hearing that, Mu Qianyu's face changed, the tea cup in her hand flew out, striking the door frame, releasing a clear sound.

"Miss."

Yue Zhu trembled in fear.

"Mistress, do you want to …"

An Xiang was a little hesitant, but after thinking for a bit, she still said: "This subordinate thinks that Young Master Nangong has a way, ordinary doctors cannot cure Fu Ying."

After thinking about it, he could only give it a try with Nangong Lin.

"How are your injuries? Can you still go to the palace?"

Mu Qianyu originally wanted to go, but after thinking about it, she should go and see Fu Ying.

"Your subordinate is fine, it's just a slight internal injury. I can quickly recover."

After An Xiang finished speaking, she immediately went to the Duke Palaces.

She placed Fu Ying in the courtyard.

Fu Ying was indeed heavily injured, she was almost unable to feel her pulse, her face was extremely pale, completely lifeless, as though if she was slightly careless, she would never wake up again.

"Mistress, Young Master Nangong is not in the palace. He said that he had gone out to look for medicine and that he had come back some time ago. The prince has yet to return when he entered the palace this morning, so this subordinate did not see him."

An Xiang returned very quickly, and it didn't take long for him to arrive.

Mu Qianyu's face sunk as she remained silent.

No wonder there was no news of Nangong Lin for such a long time. He had actually gone out to look for medicine.

Actually, she also wanted Fu Ying to find out the whereabouts of the Seven-colored Lotus last night, but she didn't think that it would harm Fu Ying.

"Master, in fact, there will be a day when we make Dark Guard sooner or later. Fu Ying's skills are inferior to others and we can't blame her, so Master, please don't be sad."

An Xiang could not bear to see this, so he tried to persuade her. In fact, this was what they had always accepted.

He didn't care about life or death at all. To put it harshly, it was a killing machine.

"I don't care what kind of training you guys received. Since you are my people, I have the right to protect you."

Mu Qianyu suddenly stood up and looked at An Xiang, then said to Yue Zhu: "Bring me some clothes, I'm going out."

Since Nangong Lin was not around, she could only go and find him.

Ignoring the injuries on his body, he rode his Gu Ying and flew to the Madame Yun's medicine store.

But this time, Madame Yun Medicine Shop was still not open, and the door was pushed open from the inside.

"Yun Ting!"

Without saying a word, Mu Qianyu got off her horse and started to smash the door. She attracted a lot of people to watch and thought that there was something wrong with this lady.

"Yun Ting!"

With another Lion's Roar, the sound was transmitted to the backyard.

Young Master Yun had been busy most of the night, saving people and feeding them medicine.

He had just come back to rest, so naturally, he did not want to open the door that early.

So this time, he was still lying on the couch sleepwalking.

"Master, master …"

The shop assistant, Ji He Zhan, pushed open the door and entered, and anxiously said: "Master, there is a lady knocking on our door, what do you think we should do?"

Yun Ting didn't open the door today because he was afraid that someone would disturb his sweet dream.

He Zhan did not dare make the decision himself, but the young lady outside knocked fiercely, if he did not hear the voice, she would definitely barge in.

Therefore, he decided to ask his master about it.

"Yun Ting!"

Mu Qianyu's voice was filled with impatience.

"Master …"

He Zhan wanted to cry, but no tears came out as he shouted softly.

"What are you arguing about!"

Yun Ting was finally angry.

He seemed to hear voices in his ears.

In the end, it turned out to be He Zhan. He opened his eyes and kicked He Zhan's butt.

"Didn't I tell you last night that you're not allowed to argue even if something big is up? Are you deaf?"

Young Master Yun seemed to be in a bad mood from waking up.

Ye Zichen kicked him out of bed, while his eyelids twitched, as if he was still in a deep sleep.

"This grandpa doesn't blame this lowly one. There's a girl looking for you outside."

He Zhan was kicked, he helplessly touched his butt, and said while clenching his teeth.

"There are a lot of girls that come to find me every day. Do I have to see them all? I won't see them."

Yun Ting planned to roll back to sleep.

"Yun Ting, are you there or not?"

However, just as he laid on the bed, Lady Mu's Lion Roar Technique had reached his back yard, causing his ears to hurt.

In order to avoid being kicked again, He Zhan wisely took three steps back and laughed: "Elder, I will kick that girl out now, and will not disturb your rest at all."

"Drive away what?!"

Yun Ting suddenly shouted loudly. Without even bothering to put on his clothes, he jumped down from the bed and landed a kick on He Zhan's butt: "That is this lord's younger cousin, in the future, when she comes to prepare good tea, she will be very polite. If you keep this lord's Xiao Yu's hair out of the room, let's see how this lord will take care of you."

With that, he flew to the front of the courtyard like a gust of wind and personally opened the door for his Little Cousin.

"What does my cousin have to do with feathers?"

He Zhan touched his butt that had been kicked twice and felt that it was a little wronged.

When did a cousin pop out of Young Lord?

And why is my cousin a feather …

"Master, you haven't put on your clothes yet."

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of's clothes on the screen. He Zhan fiercely patted his head.

"Cloud …"

Mu Qianyu just reached out and knocked on the door.

In the end, the door opened just like that. The hand that she extended out didn't even reach the door, but she slapped Yun Ting's devilish face.

There was a loud slap, and before Young Master Yun could open his eyes, he had been smacked in the face.

This palm strike had completely awakened him.

Mu Qianyu was also startled, she anxiously retracted her hand, how could she not be accurate, she was definitely too anxious, her brain was not working well.

"Little sister Wan Er, why did you hit me? Did you slap me just because I opened the door late?"

Yun Ting rubbed the side of his face in grievance. It was such a beautiful face, he had never been hit by anyone ever since he was young.

Seeing Yun Ting's regretful look, Mu Qianyu shuddered and cursed in her heart: Demon.

"I have something to talk to you about."

Lady Mu ignored the matter of him hitting someone.

"I have something to do. Tell me what it is, I'll definitely do it if I can, and I'll immediately do it!"

Young Master Yun patted his chest as he promised Yun Yang.

How could that flattering appearance be the usual impeccable looking, gentle temperament, and graceful Doctor Yun?