Qin Wuyan pushed Zhuang Xiaoyu into Yu Sui's arms, and said in a low voice, "Quickly apply the medicine to your young lady."

Zhuang Xiaoyu glanced at Qin Wuyan, then at Xia Changke, and was about to speak, Xia Changke had already bowed to Zhuang Xiaoyu, "Miss, I came here on the order of the high priest, and ordered someone to take you back to your room .”

Zhuang Xiaoyu puffed her face and remained silent.

Xia Changke looked up at the big tree with luxuriant branches: "The high priest also said that if the young lady dares to step out of the bedroom again, this tree will be cut down.

If there is another danger..."

Xia Changke glanced sharply at Yu Sui beside Zhuang Xiaoyu, "I can't keep a girl like you."

Yu Sui shuddered from the killing intent in Xia Changke's tone, and hid behind Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Seeing this, Zhuang Xiaoyu wanted to refute a few words, but thinking of Xia Changke's hostility towards Qin Wuyan, he could only slowly suppress the sullen feeling in his heart and remained silent.

Xia Changke raised his head proudly, and looked at Qin Wuyan with his nostrils: "Commander Qin, isn't planning to chat with the two deputy commanders under this commander?"

Qin Wuyan glanced sideways at Zhuang Xiaoyu, looked her up and down, and said, "Miss, hurry up and go back to the bedroom, clean up the wound, it's hot today, the wound is easy to fester and infect..."

He paused, and seemed to have a thousand words, but he just sighed and said in a restrained low voice, "Don't worry me!"

The last sentence entered Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart like twisting fingers.

She missed him these days like a dike, out of control, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

She wished she could throw herself into his arms and cry bitterly, but in the end, reason overcame the surging emotions. Zhuang Xiaoyu was afraid that if she continued to stay by Qin Wuyan's side, the last trace of reason would disappear.

She supported Yu Sui's hand, and before she could say a word to Qin Wuyan, she hurriedly walked towards the gate of her courtyard.

Qin Wuyan raised his eyes to look at Zhuang Xiaoyu whose back disappeared into sight, lowered his eyes, and then with his hands behind his back, under Xia Changke's gaze, he and Zhuang Qingyun turned and walked towards the training ground.

Just as Zhuang Xiaoyu stepped into the bedroom, tears could not stop falling down.

Yu Sui also started to cry: "Miss, don't be too sad, think about the bright side, you have already seen Qin Huwei, haven't you?"

"Yes." Zhuang Xiaoyu rested her arm on the table, allowing Yu Sui to apply plaster on herself, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "Father clearly loves me, why can't he tolerate him? What's wrong with him? "

Yu Sui faltered: "Probably, life is bad!"

"Fate?" Zhuang Xiaoyu thought of the ups and downs circulating in the mansion, and smiled coldly: "Is it because those fortune-teller's hexagrams are not good?

If he really cared so much about the position of high priest, why did he give up everything and take me away?

If he really valued the position of High Priest so much, he would have already started using me..."

Yu Sui didn't know how to comfort her: "Maybe it's because men and women have different wishes, miss, we were born in deep boudoirs all year round, and we really don't understand the ups and downs outside.

Miss, think about it, if you were a commoner, what would you be like without the priest's house to provide you with everything? "

Yu Sui sighed: "Miss, did you forget? Even if it is the daughter of a middle peasant, even if she has a fiancé, if someone with power sees it, she might..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu stared at her, Yu Sui immediately fell silent.