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【36】Why, he is not surnamed Wang?

After listening to her explanation, Yu Guhe and Qing Lei were both surprised. They didn't expect that she would take the initiative to mention this matter.

Qing Lei was so excited that he quickly responded: "Yes, princess, I'll go find Gongzi Gong now!"

Soon, the only two of them were left in the living room.

Looking at the gratitude flowing in the man's eyes, Ye Qianyuan smiled slightly: "You blocked my arrows and helped me a lot. I should do something for you."

"If my brother is cured, I will give my life to you and be with you in this life and drive you."

Because his phoenix eyes were smiling, the gratitude in his eyes became a little more evil. After hearing his promise, Ye Qianyuan couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth.

Why does it sound so weird?

Those who don’t know thought he was confessing his love!

"That... you don't have to be so polite. I'm pretty good alone and don't need others to serve you." Don't say that she couldn't help thinking wrongly. Even if he really wanted to be her follower, she wouldn't dare to accept it.

How comfortable is a person? If you follow a man, wouldn’t you be so fucked?

Besides, he is a clerk of the Third Prince, and it is impossible for her to accept anyone she accepts as a younger brother.

This time, Qinglei brought back the news not long after going to the basement.

Gong Wuwang simply told Qing Lei about the way to save people, but the same conditions were still needed to find Ye Qianyuan.

"Just a few drops of palm blood? So simple?" After listening to Qing Lei's retelling, Ye Qianyuan was a little unbelievable. She touched the whip on her waist, and a scene suddenly flashed in her mind, and she seemed to understand something again.

That night she went to the Treasure Pavilion to steal treasures. At that time, her palm was also cut by the Red Heart Sword, and the Flying Whip was also stained with blood...

Could she be really the daughter of the Holy Lord? Because of her bloodline, the Feng Zun Whip entangled her and the Chixin Sword could let her take it at will?

Apart from this explanation, she really couldn't think of a better explanation.

At the moment, she only has two things to understand.

What is the holy master's vision? He actually gave birth to a child with Ye Changdong?

Moreover, Gong Wuwang clearly had secret techniques to withstand, why did he be imprisoned by Ye Changdong but did not resist? He clearly had the ability to find his holy master himself, but he insisted on entrusting others. This is really hard to understand.

"What are you thinking?"

A low voice came into her ears, and she quickly came back to her senses and grinned: "It's nothing... By the way, where is the third master's brother? Let's go and save people now."

No matter how mysterious Gong Wuying was, she believed that sooner or later he would spit it out.

......

Standing in the cold ice room, Ye Qianyuan was trembling. Even though Yu Guhe had prepared a warm fur cloak for her, the feeling of being in the freezer still made her unable to adapt.

Moreover, the location of the ice room was beyond her expectations and was built in the center of Taoyuan, the back mountain of the Three Princes’ Mansion!

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined that there would be such a cold place like the Arctic in this Taoyuan covering an area of ​​dozens of acres.

"My brother unfortunately suffered from a strange poison two years ago. Although I have been studying medicine since I was a child, I was helpless. Until I met Gong Wuying, he told me that he knew the way to detoxify and asked me to set up an ice room for my brother to sleep in the ice coffin to wait for the owner of the Fengzun Whip to appear before my brother could recover."

Listening to the man's low voice, Ye Qianyuan, who was standing in front of the ice coffin, looked up at him, and saw that he was in a low mood, and there was a deep sadness and helplessness in his phoenix eyes, which was different from him at any time.

Looking at this secret and special ice room, ordinary people will definitely not be able to build it. You can imagine his intention to his brother.

This kind of intention alone is enough to touch people, let alone take care of a vegetable sleeping in an ice coffin for many years. This persistence and unabandonment are not something that ordinary people can do.

She was moved by her heart and did not speak, but focused on checking the person in the ice coffin.

The person sleeping in the ice coffin looks in his early twenties, with a slender figure, high nose, thick eyebrows, delicate skin as white as snow, and flawless robe formed a sharp contrast with the ink hair covered with half of his body. Surrounded by the ethereal cold air, he is like a fairy who is untainted and dusty in his sleep, giving people a feeling of illusion and dream.

She reached out and stumbled under the other person's nose.

The air is like a slept in the spring, which is not nice to say, as if it will die at any time.

"Can a few drops of blood save him?" She was really a little suspicious, but after seeing too many strange things, she couldn't tolerate too much doubt, so she took out the prepared silver needle and stabbed it into her palm.

Yu Guhe frowned and looked at her, a trace of distress flashed through his eyes, but he could only watch her drop the blood from her palm into her brother's mouth, and she felt like something was choked in her throat. She couldn't swallow it or vomit it out, so that her two thin red lips were pursed tightly.

Afraid that a few drops of blood were not enough, Ye Qianyuan even squeezed some more drops of blood to feed the man in the ice coffin.

When she stopped, her wrist was suddenly caught. She turned her head and saw that a master had wrapped a white handkerchief around her hand.

Looking at the tension and heartache that appeared in his phoenix eyes, she pulled her hand awkwardly and smiled at him "hehe": "It's just one or two needle holes, how can you stop bleeding? Like when I was slashed by the Chixin Sword that night, I didn't even hum."

"A knife?" Yu Guhe suddenly narrowed his phoenix eyes, his eyes turned to her other hand in an instant, and the next moment he directly held her right hand and pulled away her green fingers. Isn't that right? There was a scar in the white palm that had just been scabbed.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Ye Qianyuan quickly pulled his hand back behind his back, staring at him angrily, "Don't touch him like the second prince, be careful that I will turn against you!"

In the past two days, she always felt that this man was a little strange. Not only did she flirt with her intentionally or unintentionally, she also started to do things casually...

Yu Guhe's face was dark, and his phoenix eyes looked at her coldly: "I'm just worried that you will be hurt, I'm really ungrateful!"

"You!" Ye Qianyuan was speechless and could not speak.

He said he was not serious, but he was serious, but he always created an ambiguous atmosphere that made her feel inexplicably panicked.

Without wanting to argue with him, she simply turned her attention to the ice coffin.

In a short period of time, the man in the ice coffin became obviously stronger and could be clearly distinguished without touching his hands.

She couldn't help but be surprised: "My blood is really useful?"

Facts proved that her blood was indeed useful. Although Yu Guhe knew that Gong Wuying would not lie to them, he was still overjoyed after seeing it with his own eyes.

Unable to hide his excitement, he stretched out his hand to pick up his brother's veins, and a joyful smile gradually appeared on the evil handsome face.

"Qinglei!" he called out of the stone gate.

"What are the instructions of the Third Master?" Qing Lei, who was guarding outside, hurried in.

"Quickly get the king..." Yu Guhe suddenly stopped speaking in the middle of his speech, and glanced at his side with guilt, then lowered his voice and continued to order, "My brother has improved, take him out of here quickly."

"Really?!" Qing Lei stared at the person in the ice coffin excitedly, his mouth almost grinning at his ears, "That's great! It's really great! Thank God, thank you princess, you have helped us a lot!"

"It's nothing, it's just a simple task." Ye Qianyuan smiled disconcerted. These people revolved around her these days, and they had done too much for her. They didn't ask her for credit. She had no desire to take credit, at most she would be considered as repaying their favor.

But when Qing Lei just helped the man in the ice coffin up, she asked curiously: "This young master's surname is Wang, and the third master's surname is Jin. Are you not brothers?"

Yu Guhe and Qing Lei were both stunned.
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