Tong Yan concentrated on putting medicine on Cao Wuchuan. After re dressing, she was relieved. Fortunately, she didn't hurt too deeply. Otherwise, she can't stop these things now.

"OK." Tong Yan smiled at him and said, "you have a good rest first. If you have anything to do, come back to me."

"Madam, be a man. Don't be too kind. It's easy to be used."

Sequoia saw Tong Yan leave and immediately he got up and followed. He chased after Tong Yan, one by one, and let long Yanhuang frown.

As soon as they left, qiuche appeared in the room.

"Master."

"Sequoia Pavilion is very idle now, isn't it?"

Long Yanhuang asked carelessly in his clothes. Taking off a series of shackles, the handsome and extraordinary face was exposed.

Qiuche suddenly understood the master's meaning. He coughed and said, "master, they have cleaned up the Sequoia Pavilion last time. This time they are a lot vigilant."

"Oh," long Yanhuang said coldly, his face unchanged, "ruined."

"Yes."

Qiu Che couldn't help but sympathize with the demon king for a moment. The master is really worthy of being the master and is still so decisive.

But who told the demon king to do anything bad to provoke the master's woman.

"Master, in fact, my subordinates feel that Miss Tong is still interested in the master. Maybe the master should recover. I feel that if Miss Tong knows that the master is lying to her, Miss Tong will..."

Qiu Che said anxiously, they are his Highness the king of famine, the God of war with great reputation.

No one will believe it even if you say it.

Long Yanhuang twisted his eyebrows and looked out of the window. His black eyes were deep. "My king has his own discretion."

In fact, he also wanted to know whether she resisted everyone's good or only him. He also wanted to know what position he was placed in the little woman's heart.

It's funny to say.

What was he afraid of?

I was not afraid of anything, but now I dare not even have a showdown with the little woman.

He was afraid that everything would repeat the same mistake again, and he couldn't even return to the origin.

If so, we might as well do it first.

"Elder sister, don't you rest?"

The little yellow chicken wandered around the room. It flew to Tong Yan, looked at her and asked, "big sister, what's the matter? It's not like you."

"I... miss him a little."

"Ah?"

The little yellow chicken was stunned in place, and then immediately got together with gossip, fluttered its small wings, looked at Tong Yan and asked, "elder sister, what did you just say? I didn't hear it very clearly. Who do you think, elder brother?"

Tong Yan gave the little yellow chicken a look. It was a typical knowing question.

Tong Yan pressed the center of his eyebrows and said to it, "I don't know how to say, I don't know. Maybe I think too much. I always think he's been..."

"Poof." looking at Tong Yan's distressed appearance, the little yellow chicken burst into laughter and was stared at by Tong Yan. It immediately looked at Tong Yan with a straight face and said with a smile, "well, you have thoughts every day and dreams at night, big sister. It seems that you really miss your big brother."

"Really..."

Tong Yan tightened her eyebrows. These days, she really sees that everyone has the feeling of long Yanhuang.

She is not young and knows what this is, but looking at others and her feelings are really two different things.

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