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127 Yun Yi's Assassination

"Your relationship is so good..." Murong Yue looked at Yun Yi's figure disappearing at the corner of the path with Shui Feifei, and spoke with a little envy.

She also knew that the reason why Yun Yi agreed to his request was not because of the threatening words just now, but because he and King Chen were good brothers.

Everything comes from the most sincere feelings between brothers. And the momentum is just to cover up all these emotional friendships!

It is enough to have such a close friend in life!

Murong Yue looked with a trace of memories, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Her eyes seemed to have passed through time and space. When she was fighting with her teammates in the past, she saw the fox with her spirits. She turned around and raised a handsome smile to herself...

She used to have such a person who could cry, laugh, fight together, and hand over her back to the other party’s close friend without any worries.

But, fox, I am dead and can travel to this Crescent Moon Continent. So, have you also traveled to a certain alien space and created another wonderful life?

Maybe you have also become another person and live with me in this Crescent Continent...

In this new time and space, can we still meet in the vast sea of ​​people?

No!

If possible, I will not meet you again, so that you can show your glory, display your talents, and create your own world.

In the last life, you died for me, and I don’t want to drag you down again!

If you must meet again, please give me time to make me strong enough to meet you again!

After hearing Murong Yue's sigh, King Chen was stunned. He seemed to have not expected Murong Yue to see the real intention behind Yun Yi's play, and then smiled faintly: "I have been making trouble since I was a child, and I'm used to it!"

After saying that, looking at Murong Yue's remembrance and distant gaze, the starry eyes of King Chen couldn't help but feel a little confused. Although Murong Yue was in her arms at this moment, she gave people a distant feeling, as if she was hugging her, just a body, and her inner soul had already flown into her own world.

This inconspicuous feeling made King Chen tighten his arms, making the feeling in his arms more realistic, then he raised a charming smile, deliberately increasing the volume and asked, "Yue'er, what are you thinking?"

Thoughts were pulled back, Murong Yue felt that her body was hugged by King Chen again, her face turned red, she was shocked slightly, and she left King Chen's arms, glared at the other party with beautiful eyes, and said, "Since everything has been arranged, you won't bother Prince Chen to stay in the mansion. After all, Prince Chen is the King of Wisdom of Beichen, so she must be plagued by trivial matters, so it's better to go back to the mansion earlier!"

King Chen did not expect that his unintentional action would actually attract the order to expel the guest. He couldn't help but touch his nose awkwardly, and didn't know if Murong Yue was awakened from his memories, making Wen Xiang's soft and soft jade Li Huai's decision right or wrong. He said, "The matters in the mansion have been arranged. The most important thing now is to watch my princess restore her appearance and IQ. Compared with this matter, nothing else is important!"

Murong Yue knew that such a surging moment was so surging that she wanted King Chen to leave her and return home and leave her alone to face unknown dangers. He would definitely not want King Chen to force King Chen to tease the resentful Lingbao who had been ignored for a long time.

After Shui Feifei sent Yun Yi to Leng Cuiyuan, she spread the neat quilt on the bed and put down the curtains as Murong Yue ordered, and then respectfully poured Yun Yi a cup of tea, then silently retreated out of the inner room, quietly waiting for the fish to come to him.

Sure enough, just half an hour later, a gentle footsteps came from outside, followed by a few knocks on the door.

Shui Feifei opened the door and saw a beautiful face with a soft smile. Shui Feifei now remembered the staff in the mansion and recognized the person who was like the late Aunt Chen's personal maid Jinhua. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "So it's Miss Jinhua, you are..."

While asking questions, Shui Feifei looked at the tray on Jinhua's hand and the two exquisite soup cups on the tray.

Jinhua softly blessed Shui Feifei's body. The delicate pink embroidered brocade dress made the woman's delicate and soft figure, which was particularly charming. The thick black hair like dark clouds meticulously wrapped around the uniform bun of the first-class maid in the mansion. The only difference was that a carved jade plum blossom hairpin was inserted on the hairpin, and a few tassels of the same color as the brocade dress were hung on the hairpin. The tassels swam on the cheek plate that carefully depicted the makeup, adding a bit of enchanting charm to Jinhua, who was already beautiful.

"Sister Shui, I saw that Doctor Yun treated the second lady and boiled medicine. I must be hungry until now, so I stewed some lily lotus seed soup to disturb Doctor Yun!"

Speaking of this, Jinhua's face turned red and she lowered her head shyly. Her appearance was exactly the same as the maids who had seen Yun Yi's god-like appearance in the hall before.

Shui Feifei was softly called by Jinhua to her sister Shui. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand to stroke the goose bumps on her arms, and said quietly: "I'm sorry, Miss Jinhua, wait a moment, I'll go ask the miracle doctor for instructions!"

"I'm here to go!" Jinhua's face was delighted, and followed Shui Feifei into the outer room of Leng Cuiyuan, looking nervous as if she was about to see her lover.

Shui Feifei did not respond to Jinhua's excitement, walked straight to the door, buckled the door lightly, and asked, "Doctor Yun, the people in the mansion have made some lily lotus seed soup for you, do you need some?"

Yun Yi's calm voice came out through the door panel: "I happened to be a little hungry. Although this lily lotus seed soup is not very good, use some! Just let her send it in."

Jinhua's already blushing face became even hotter when she heard Yun Yi's voice that seemed to be as sanskrit as a Sanskrit sound. Her eyes, which were originally gentle as water, were shining with excitement at this moment, as if she wanted to throw herself into Yun Yi's arms immediately.

"Yes!" After hearing Yun Yi's words, Shui Feifei opened the door, nodded to Jinhua before continuing to sit back to her original place with responsibilities.

"Thank you, Sister Shui!" Jinhua glanced at the seat where Shui Feifei was sitting without a trace, then took the tray and walked into the open door.

It was dusk at this moment, and the light in the room was a little dim. Jinhua looked at the outline of the man lying on the large mahogany carved bed through the hanging white curtains. Although he could not see the man very clearly because of the curtains, he also added a mysterious feeling of nobility and undesecration to the already stunning man because of this haze.

"Little woman Jinhua, please pay tribute to Dr. Yun!" Jinhua bowed to Yun Yi with a blushing face and his heartbeat.

"No need to be polite." Yun Yi yawned gracefully, then slowly sat up, put on his underwear, lazily uncovered the curtain and walked out, sat in front of the table, his lazy expression, especially with a somewhat blurred pajama, as fascinating as a sleeping god.

Jinhua looked at Yun Yi's noble and stunning face, and forgot about the purpose of coming here for a moment. She stared at Yun Yi in a daze, holding the tray, motionless.

Seeing this, Yun Yi blinked his lower curly eyelashes gently, and a trace of disdain flashed in his slightly purple eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already a gaze of compassion as Buddha, and a calm expression: "Miss Jinhua, aren't you here to give me lotus seed soup?"

"Ah! Oh!" Jinhua was startled by Yun Yi's sudden sound, and then hurriedly placed the tray in his hand on the table, slowly opened the soup cup, and arranged tableware for Yun Yi.

After completing this series of work for more than ten years, Jinhua's heart, which was beating wildly due to Yun Yi's irresistible inhuman charm, slowly calmed down.

His eyes had returned to the calmness and softness of the past, and a charming smile that was exclusive to women was raised at the corner of his mouth. Jinhua took the opportunity of placing lotus seed soup to slowly approach Yun Yi's body. He said softly: "Doctor Yun, please try it. What is Jinhua's skill? Jinhua has put a lot of effort into stewing this bowl of lotus seed soup for Dr. Yun!"

In the last sentence, Jinhua slowly lowered her head and wanted to get close to Yun Yi, but she did not expect that Yun Yi's body tilted slightly, avoiding her approach, causing her movements to stop in place awkwardly.

"Doctor Yun..." Jinhua called out a little aggrievedly, her expression was full of resentment, as if Yun Yi's actions hurt her, her heart of love and affection. She also begs Yirong.

Yun Yi glanced at Jinhua indifferently and said in a fluctuating voice: "The lotus seed soup has been delivered, you can leave now!"

"Doctor Yun, Jinhua will serve you!" Jinhua leaned down and intentionally approached Yun Yi's majestic and plump place.

"Go down!" Yun Yi finally frowned, his voice a little cold.

Really careless about making friends!

Sai Yan secretly cursed the unscrupulous man and woman in his heart, and asked him to do such painful things. No matter what, once Murong Yue's "disease" is cured, he will leave quickly and return to Piaomiao Villa. Otherwise, he would not know how to exploit the cunning man and woman!

"Doctor Yun, Jinhua just wants to serve you, please don't dare to leave..." Jinhua's voice brought her to tears, and she picked up the lily lotus seed soup that night with both hands and wanted to feed Yun Yi with her own child.

"Get out of the way!" Yun Yi's expression turned cold and he was about to avoid it.

However, when Jinhua was drunk like this, his hands trembled, and the hot lily lotus seed soup slid down from Jinhua's hands, and the steaming soup was sprinkled on Yunyi's body.

At the same time, Jinhua's originally resentful and aggrieved expression changed, and her soft face was full of ferocious murderous aura. A small lancet appeared in Jinhua's hand and stabbed directly into Yun Yi's chest...
Chapter completed!
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