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1777 Chapter 1777 Huangjun Night Comes 9

"Then we met this Princess Feng Yunran today. Will she tell Feng Wu about what she encountered you?" Once she told Feng Wu, would Feng Wu know that the palace had come down to the imperial capital?

Feng Wu would definitely guess that Miss Ye is here too. Wouldn't Miss Ye be in danger then?

But how could His Highness push Miss Ye into danger?

Huang Junye's voice was cold and confident, "She would tell Feng Wu everything, but she would not tell this one... "

Cang Mo couldn't understand, "Why?"

Huang Junye said meaningfully: "Think about it slowly. When you figure it out one day, it means that your brain is smarter."

Cang Mo: "..."

Ye Xiyue returned to Dugu's mansion and happened to see Dugu Leng looking at her sarcastically, "What are you doing? Those who asked you to treat the disease are not here to stroll and play."

Ye Xiyue threw the malt grass she bought in her hand to Dugu Leng, "burn the grass in the eldest young master's room."

Dugu looked at her with a deep eyebrows, "A handful of broken grass, do you think it really works?"

"Whether it works, can you tell if you try it?"

Dugu Leng held an unbelievable attitude and ordered people to ignite malt grass in Dugu Jing's room. The storm of smoke filled the room, which made Dugu Leng curse. However, only Dugu Jing, who was bedridden, felt that the smell was particularly comfortable.

The smoke lasted for nearly a cup of tea before it was removed.

Gu Du looked at Ye Xiyue coldly, "If my second brother is killed, how can you afford to lose?"

"It's not too late to come to me when Xun dies."

"Big Master, the second Master's illness has improved, he can sit up." A servant hurried out, smiling, looking confused.

Dugu Leng was stunned for a moment, "What did you say?"

"The second young master can sit up. This young master is really a miracle doctor. He just lit a handful of grass to make the bedridden second young master sit up." The servant's words also made many people present nod and praise him.

Suddenly, the eyes of others looking at Ye Xiyue became more curious. He looked so small, so young, really good at medical skills?

Dugu snorted coldly and said unconvincedly: "It's just a coincidence. Why are you so happy? Have you never seen someone who knows some medical skills? Look at it that you are surprised one by one, you have never seen anything in the world!"

Everyone remained silent.

Ye Xiyue is too lazy to pay attention to Dugu Leng.

It was night, Dugu Jing's situation was getting better and better, and he could get out of bed and move around.

At that time, Ye Xiyue was slowly planning in her room how to go next.

A red light flew in from the window and landed on the table in front of her. A red light flashed and the shape of a small blood bone emerged, "Beautiful mother~~~"

"What's the situation in the palace?"

"Since I ate those fifty ghost warriors last night, something happened in the palace almost a quarter of an hour after the ghost warrior disappeared."

"Four quarter of an hour?" Ye Xiyue's eyes narrowed. It appeared in such a short time, which was enough to show that the guards in the Fengwu Palace were so strict.

"Have you seen Feng Wu?"

"No, the palace of the North Un Empire is not much the same as the South Empire."

Ye Xiyue asked with interest, "Where is different?"

"The palace of the Beiwu Empire is dead, I like it very much. I really want to stay there and never come out again."
Chapter completed!
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