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Time passed bit by bit, and the water had already been changed into five basins. Han Zi Mo's forehead was full of sweat, and Feng Yin Xi, who was at the side, used a white cloth to wipe it for her over and over again …

"I say, why do you have to use any means you can think of to match Feng Yin Xi?"

The lotus root baby glanced at Liu Ru Xin, with a look of not knowing what a baby was.

"Miss Han San, do you want to rest?"

It had already been five hours and the wounds on the upper half of Mu Rong Cheng's body had already been treated. There wasn't a single scar on his well-built chest.

Huan Huan looked at Han Zi Mo's pale face and suggested.

Furthermore, Huan Huan had already treated Han Zi Mo as one of his own. Although he was very cold towards his subordinates, he had a gentle side to him, which was why Twelve Halls was so united.

Even if they knew that the Your Lordship had fallen, they would not abandon him. Furthermore, the spies who appeared previously, because of their unity, could only be swept away so quickly.

"Hmm …"

It was unknown if it was because he heard the term "Miss Han San" or not, but Mu Rong Cheng let out a soft moan and slowly woke up.

"Foam?"

, who had opened his eyes, saw Han Zi Mo lowering his head and quickly treating his wounds. Mu Rong Cheng, who was slightly surprised, did not recognize the Han Zi Mo who had changed his appearance, but was baffled by the change of medicine previously. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die, but right now, his body did not feel the slightest amount of pain.

"Did you find the woman?"

He didn't have time to think about his own illness, and he even ignored the scars on his body that had already healed.

"Don't move."

Han Zi Mo didn't even raise her head as she swiftly treated the blood clots that were gushing out. Although Mu Rong Cheng's voice made her heart skip a beat, the movements of her hands were still incomparably stable.

Foam? It was the sound of foam …

Mu Rong Cheng's body stiffened as he looked in shock at the elegant man in front of him. Even though he did not even turn his head, and was only by the side, Mu Rong Cheng was able to recognize with a single glance that it was the Han Zi Mo he had been bitterly searching for.

It was his foam, and his foam still dared to howl at him.

Mu Rong Cheng did not dare to move, and of course, it was not because he was afraid that Han Zi Mo would scratch her body and make him listen to her, but that roar, actually made Your Lordship, who was not afraid of anything, feel like he did not dare, or perhaps, did not want to disobey.

Mu Rong Cheng just quietly looked at Han Zi Mo, brimming with a great feeling in her heart, if you were here.

Under Mu Rong Cheng's burning gaze, Han Zi Mo worked really hard to keep her hands steady, but Mu Rong Cheng's gaze was getting hotter and hotter. Han Zi Mo could even see that somewhere, which was only covered by a thin layer of silk, was slowly rising.

Huan Wu could no longer bear to watch, he turned his head elsewhere. Indeed, the Your Lordship's aesthetic standards were different from others, even towards a young master, she could still feel her blood boiling.

"Cover his eyes."

Only she knew how difficult it was for her to maintain her composure. Your Lordship, you were already injured to such an extent, couldn't you be a bit calmer?

Mu Rong Cheng was a little angry, as a dignified Your Lordship, how could he be embarrassed like this? But the problem was, this was not something he could control.

"Yes, sir."

However, Feng Yin Xi, who was at the side, was not so obedient. His indifferent gaze swept across Mu Rong Cheng, "A man and a woman alone in a room, it doesn't seem right."

"She's the wife of the true body, what's wrong with that."

Mu Rong Cheng was so angry that he almost jumped up, and then, he almost finished bleeding from his bruised wound. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, frowned, and quickly sprinkled the Biyan Muscle Powder on top of it.

Seeing that Han Zi Mo did not refute him, Mu Rong Cheng smiled brilliantly, and rolled his eyes at Feng Yin Xi coolly: "To fight over women with true body, hmph!"

"How tragic …."

The lotus root baby howled as it covered its eyes. Little Fatso stomped on the ground with all his might: "Look, this is what it means to be insatiable, even though Feng Yin Xi helped him, and yet he has this kind of attitude. If it wasn't for that person …"

The lotus root baby's voice suddenly stopped, and looked guiltily at Liu Ru Xin who was looking at him, and Liu Ru Xin asked suspiciously: "What about that person?"

"That person did not allow us to kill him, or else the This Baby would kill him."

The lotus root baby laughed guiltily, and almost leaked the information out. Liu Ru Xin was even more confused: "Did that person say that?"

"Ahem, do you still remember what that person said?"

Then, Liu Ru Xin nodded. "Who would dare forget, he said that we cannot interfere in any decision of the Master's. If it's not because Master's life is in danger, we definitely cannot interfere."

That's right, it's not like he is a threat to Master's life, if This Baby were to kill him, wouldn't that be equivalent to interfering with Master's decision?

The lotus root baby praised his intelligence, but Liu Ru Xin looked at him and did not say a word, but inwardly cursed: Could it be that if they complement Master and Feng Yin Xi, then they will not be interfering?

"You, too, should think about that person's words. Only by comprehending more of their essence will you be able to achieve great things and make Master happy."

"Mo Mo, true body …."

Mu Rong Cheng, who had scolded Feng Yin Xi, was just about to pour out his heart's love to Han Zi Mo when he saw a golden needle appear at his fingertip. Before he could finish his words, the golden needle had already pierced through him. He entered his mute acupoint.