Miss Eight Series Summoner

In his impression, his father should be a rigorous person who never laughed. He has always been dissatisfied with him and displeased, so he doesn't like it~!

But now he is like this...

Instead, Zuo Yufei was a little uncomfortable.

"Adjust your breath slowly, and you will be fine soon." Zuo Yan said.

Looking at Zuo Yan, who was sitting on the side of the bed and looking at him with a look of concern, Zuo Yufei seemed to realize his somewhat pale face.

"Father, are you okay... Why is your face so bad?"

Hearing Zuo Yufei's voice was no longer weak and weak, the anxiety in Zuo Yan's eyes seemed to ease.

"It's okay. Take out the Spirit Gathering Orb. Maybe it's an old disease. I'll wait for a moment to adjust my breath. How do you feel now? Is there any discomfort?"

Zuo Yan looked at him and asked.

Looking at Zuo Yan sitting by the bed, it is not difficult to see his loving care from his eyes.

For some reason, Zuo Yufei suddenly felt that an inexplicable feeling came from his heart.

"No, no more, I am much better now."

Zuo Yan looked at him for a long time before nodding, "It's fine if it's okay. From now on, don't scare him like this."

After speaking, Zuo Yan stood up from the bed, and his face returned to his majestic calmness; "You should adjust your breath first, and later, I will ask someone to ask your mother to leave the customs, and you When you go home, don't go away and finish the marriage with the fifth princess as soon as possible.

On the bed, Zuo Yufei frowned suddenly when he heard the words.

The body that was about to die just now, suddenly got up from the bed, "Father, I said, I don't want to marry that ugly monster..."

However, as soon as Zuo Yufei's words fell, an angry shout came from the door.

"You are a waste, who are you ugly~!"

I saw that the two figures at the door walked in one after another.

Standing by the bed, Zuoyan, looking at the two people who walked in, suddenly bowed their heads respectfully and called; "Four princes, fifth princesses."

Hei Qi's handsome face, with a gentle smile, raised his hand and said to Zuo Yan; "Zuo Xiang, don't be polite, we want to come and see, little son, I heard he was injured. Isn't it serious? Don't ask the doctor in the magic palace to come and see?"

Zuo Yan's face has completely restored the majestic rigor, and his tone has the tone that a courtier should have; "Thank you for the fourth prince and the fifth princess for your concern. The dog is no longer a serious problem. Just rest for a few days."

Hearing this, Hei Qi nodded immediately, and smiled faintly.

However, his gaze turned from Zuo Yan to the bed, Zuo Yufei, who was all tattered and dirty with blood on the corner of his mouth.

Just when he heard Hei Lian'er's voice coming from the door, Zuo Yufei had already lay back on the bed, his qi was weak and weak, as if he had no strength at all.

He turned his eyes to Hei Qi and Hei Lian'er who walked in, Zuo Yufei didn't seem to have any intention to speak, and just lay on the bed with a face of death.

Hei Lian'er had just heard that at the door, and she was really angry.

When I came in, I saw Zuo Yufei lying on the bed as if he didn't even make a respectful call.

Unable to help it, Hei Lian'er looked at Zuo Yufei on the bed coldly; "Get me up."

Zuo Yufei rolled his eyes and looked at Hei Lian'er, who had walked to the bed. There seemed to be a stream of disgust in the depths of his eyes.