The little daughter of His Highness the King of Hell

Chapter 520 This little shrimp is worried about his brothers and sisters
In the side hall

Long Sheng and Han Mo also received the news that Miao Yuan was safe and sound, and they paced happily in the hall. However, before the smiles on their faces faded, they received a message from His Majesty the King of Hell.

"His Highness said that the two distinguished guests saved Miss Yan Yun of our ghost clan, so he specially asked the ghost servant to prepare this small gift to thank the two benefactors."

"Hao Lan Palace has also prepared a banquet for the two distinguished guests, but our prince has important matters to attend to and cannot accompany you. I hope the two distinguished guests will forgive me."

If the host is not at the banquet, how can the guests feel comfortable staying for the meal?

Does this mean that you want to chase them away?

Long Sheng and Han Mo's smiles faded, and they looked at each other, not knowing what to say. At this moment, it seemed that it was not right to stay, nor was it right to leave.

"Holding a banquet in the Haolan Palace?"

"This feeling is so good!"

At the entrance of the palace, Yan Yun walked in carefully, holding the door frame. Although she was injured and had difficulty walking, her generous smile and her graceful demeanor of coming to help made people like her even more.

"Ms. Yan...Ms. Yan Yun?"

Han Mo's eyes lit up, and he took a step forward to greet her. While he saluted Yan Yun in a proper manner, he reached out his hand to support her and helped her in.

"Miss Yan Yun is seriously injured and has difficulty moving. Let me help you."

"Hey, you——" The ghost servant Mao Ding looked anxious and angry. What's wrong with this little dragon shrimp? Can't he understand what people say?
Their prince has already told them very tactfully that they should accept the gift and go back as soon as possible. It would be meaningless for them to stay in their ghost hell.

Besides, the little prince was injured, and all the evil ghosts in the ghost hell were restless recently, so they had no time to keep an eye on the two dragons. In case the two dragons did something dirty, the prince wanted him to get them out of the ghost hell as soon as possible.

They are so good that they even rely on Miss Yan Yun.

After seeing this, Long Sheng couldn't help but laugh. This brat, for that so-called news, he didn't care about his face at all, and really regarded himself as a servant.

After Han Mo helped Yan Yun sit down, the smile on Yan Yun's face became wider. She didn't know that the King of the Snake Clan was such an interesting person.

But when it comes to business, Yan Yun's expression becomes cold again.

"Oh, I'm here." Mao Jun bent down swiftly and looked at her with a pious and respectful attitude.

Hearing the tone of Miss Yan Yun's words, it really makes people break out in a cold sweat. They feel cold all over and it's scary.

"Since the banquet is being held in the Haolan Palace, why don't you take the nobles there earlier? The sun will rise soon, and the guests must be hungry."

"Yes, yes, Miss Yan Yun is right. It is the ghost servant who is ignorant."

"My dear guests have saved my life, why don't you serve me carefully? If you dare to neglect me, I will kill you."

"Oh, how dare I, Miss Yan Yun..." Mao Ting raised his head and was about to cry, but he saw Yan Yun's cold eyes staring at him, which was extremely oppressive.

"Ok?"

Mao Ting lowered his head quickly, not daring to refute, "Yes, yes, I dare not, I will never neglect you, my distinguished guests."

"The ghost servant will prepare the banquet later, and the two distinguished guests will be seated comfortably before the sun rises."

Yan Yun retracted the coldness from his body, and his expression gradually softened, "That's good."

"But..." Mao Ming remembered the instructions of his own prince, and raised his head carefully to look at her.

"Your Highness, over there——"

How should he say it?
Yan Yun waved his hand, "I will take care of anything that happens. Now, immediately, go prepare the banquet and do not neglect my saviors."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away, right away." Mao Ting bowed and turned around and ran out. As he left, he was still wondering, how could it be "lifesavers"? Isn't it just one lifesaver - His Royal Highness the Dragon Prince? How could that little shrimp be worthy of the title of Miss Yan Yun's benefactor?

The same thing happened to His Highness. What he said made Maomachi very confused.

What... Two gifts need to be prepared. There are two guests. They must be taken care of carefully and not neglected. Otherwise, word will get out and let others say that the ghosts don’t know etiquette.

But Mao Ting was puzzled. How could that little shrimp get a reward from His Highness? He had never received a reward from His Highness himself.

In the side hall

Yan Yun waved his hand and asked the ghost servants at the door to retreat, and helped her close the door of the palace.

The palace door had just been closed, but before it was shut tightly, Han Mo had already rushed over impatiently.

"Senior Sister Yan Yun, how is Manzhu?"

Yan Yun picked up the teacup beside him and looked at him with a funny expression, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, the little princess is doing well. With the careful care of the elders, how can she not be fine?"

"Yes, Senior Sister Yan Yun is right." Han Mo's heart was finally at ease. He turned around, walked to the seat opposite and sat down, picked up the empty teacup without tea, and drank nervously.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay..."

As long as Manzhu is fine, he can go back with peace of mind.

Han Mo raised his head and drank the tea, and the two people opposite him were stunned. No, there is tea in it, so you drink it?

Halfway through drinking, Han Mo suddenly froze. He looked at the empty teacup in his hand and raised his eyes to look at the two people opposite him.

"Puchi," Yan Yun laughed out loud, "Hahahaha..."

Long Sheng couldn't help but shook his head, "Junior brother..."

How did it become like this?
The teacup in Han Mo's hand suddenly became hot. He put down the teacup in embarrassment, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Ahem," Han Moqu coughed slightly, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Yan Yun shook his head. "Okay, okay, the little prince is fine. Don't worry. I'm here. I will take good care of the little prince."

"As for you guys, just have your meal in peace and go back in peace."

Han Mo smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to Senior Sister Yan Yun."

Long Sheng turned to look at Yan Yun, "Then Junior Sister Miao Yuan, I'll have to trouble Junior Sister Yan Yun to take care of her."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Yun put down the teacup in his hand, his expression changed, and there was anger in the corners of his eyes, "Your Highness is the only one in my ghost clan. We will take good care of him and serve him loyally."

It is not his turn to say this as a prince of the dragon clan.

Long Sheng knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he quickly apologized, "Yes, yes, I said the wrong thing, it's my fault, please don't be angry."

Yan Yun is not such a petty person. Once Long Sheng admitted his mistake, she didn't hold on to it anymore.

"The ghost tribe is not at peace now, and the last festival is almost over. You two should return to Cangling Mountain as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary trouble."

Han Mo stood up and saluted, feeling very grateful in his heart, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yan Yun, for taking care of me all the way. Thank you, Senior Sister, for taking good care of Manzhu. If you need my help in the future, I will definitely do my best for you."

"No need. As long as you have this intention, I am satisfied. I am also grateful that you can treat the little prince like a brother of the clan."

"Senior sister, you are joking. Manzhu is already a member of the tribe to me."