The sun finally showed half of its small face from the east, but the people in the east wing of Nanyuan were busy all night.

In the last hour, the mute slave finally closed his eyes.

He has not had a good sleep for several days.

Only when Meng Cangyun's breath calmed down did he feel relieved.

Knowing that there was someone who had been with me all the time, Meng Cangyun was not very frightened when she woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes, and what was imprinted into her eyes was a bit of messy black hair.

Mute slave, he stayed with her all night?

His big palm still didn't let go of his little hands, it was warm and comfortable.

Uya Siqing, who was standing aside, met her eyes and walked slowly over.

She knew the situation of the mute slave better than anyone else.

Not only Meng Cangyun, but even she didn't want to wake him up.

However, with this slight movement, the mute slave woke up in an instant.

Before he could open his eyes, he had increased the strength in his palm.

He thought he was frightened, did he?

Last night, he held her palm all night to reassure her.

The mute slave finally opened his eyes and sat upright.

He watched her not speak, she already knew what he wanted to ask.

"Monute slave, I'm much better, you don't have to worry."

But as soon as he said this, Meng Cangyun seemed to have thought of something.

"Dongfang, what's wrong with Dongfangyu?"

She struggled and sat up.

Unable to wait for the mute slave to respond, she jumped over him and looked at Uyasiqing.

"Your Highness, Young Master Dongfang's aura... is a little weak, but his life is saved."

"I took him all night with the bath soup prepared by the young master. I am still in bed and in a coma."

Life is saved...

A few simple words carry so much sadness.

Meng Cangyun took a deep breath and let go of the mute slave.

"I... go see him."

She was pretending to be calm, not only a mute slave, but even Uya Siqing knew it.

The mute slave helped her up and waited for Uya Siqing to come and serve him before he turned around and left.

In the moment just now, he had already taken the vein with Meng Cangyun.

Her situation was even better than I thought. The skills Dongfang Yu gave her had been absorbed by her in just one night.

Although that is only half of the skill, it should not be underestimated.

Compared to Meng Cangyun, Dongfang Yu's situation is bad.

Even the mute slave was not sure whether he could survive the next poisonous hair.

Although the second poisonous attack saved his life.

But next time, I'm afraid he will no longer be able to stop it.

Should I do that method be carried out in advance?

However, when thinking of Meng Cangyun's helplessness and grief, if she was allowed to lose him for the second time, would she really recover?

Meng Cangyun was dressed neatly under Wu Ya Siqing's service and immediately left the inner room.

Holding the mute slave's arm, she whispered: "Let's go, mute slave, accompany me to see the East."

After last night, she relied on him a little more.

What's more, only the mute slave knows the situation in Dongfang Yu now.

Xiao Cui kept guarding Dongfang Yu's wing, and she couldn't sleep all night.

As she watched the three people enter the door, she grabbed her palm, and she looked a little more energetic.

"Your Highness, the prince, the chief of the Uya." Xiao Cui nodded.

Meng Cangyun glanced at her and knew that she was tired too.

"Young Master Dongfang, what's the situation?"

"He hasn't woken up until now after coming out of the bath soup."

"We have already gone to decoct the medicine that the young master prescribed for him. He didn't drink it at all."

Looking at Dongfang Yu, who was pale, Xiao Cui also hoped that he could wake up.

Even after he woke up, he still made trouble.

She even trampled them hard on the soles of her feet and used them to her heart's content, but she didn't care.

A man who was still alive yesterday suddenly lay there, and anyone who saw it would feel sad.

Meng Cangyun waved his hand: "Follow the young master's prescription, go and decoct the medicine."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Xiao Cui looked back at Dongfang Yu, turned around and left.

Apart from that slight aura, he looked not angry at all now.

Meng Cangyun understood Dongfang Yu's situation in his heart.

She didn't want to make it difficult for the mute slave to do, and she didn't want to ask anything.

After looking at Dongfang Yu for a while, she turned around and looked at the two people behind her.

"Si Qing, take the mute slave to the next room for a while and let Xiaohong bring some breakfast."

"Take some here, I'll go out to eat later."

The situation of the mute slave is not good, and Meng Cangyun is also very clear about this.

When I woke up early in the morning, Meng Cangyun felt very uncomfortable when she looked at the blood in the corners of his eyes and the hurt atmosphere.

Why, I always hurt the people around me.

If you want to blame, you can only blame her for not being strong enough, but she has to wear such a big hat.

Everyone is paving the way for her, how could she be depressed?

For some reason, when I woke up today, Meng Cangyun felt that she was full of strength and had more confidence in the future.

Wu Ya Siqing glanced at Ya Nu and then looked at Meng Cangyun.

This mute slave was unable to find his footsteps except following His Highness.

Wu Ya Siqing didn't think she would accept her arrangements.

But unexpectedly, before she could speak, the mute slave had already stepped out.

"It's... Your Highness."

After giving up this, Uya Siqing followed the mute slave out.

The mute slave was really tired, but looking at Meng Cangyun like this, he felt very comforted.

He just wanted to be quiet and find a way to save Dongfang Yu and protect himself.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Meng Cangyun stepped towards Dongfang Yu.

She sat down next to Dongfang Yu.

Looking at this man, is she really that good?

He is willing to give his life to fulfill himself.

It was obvious that their contact was so small, but when did he fall in love with him?

She never knew whether Meng Cangyun was slow or he was not good at expressing himself.

But, last night, when he thought he was about to die, he confessed to her.

Meng Cangyun only felt a little suspicious about the previous incident.

So, she found a way to avoid him.

Because she has no return, she will never be able to accommodate other men in her life.

However, when a person is dying, how can she not take what she says to herself seriously?

Even in the embarrassment, Meng Cangyun hoped that he could wake up now so that she could have the opportunity to reject him.

Although this man is a few years older than him, he may be more vague about love.

If he meets the next woman he likes, will he laugh at the stupid things he did today?

"East……"

Meng Cangyun stretched out her hands and picked up his big palm.

"Get up quickly, don't you have something important to say to me?"

"I didn't hear it clearly yesterday."

"If you don't wake up, I'll leave."
Chapter completed!