Go Through My Demon Host

The people hiding in the crowd walked quietly and slowly, listening to the words of these people, and finally went back and reported to—

Nine sunny days.

"Bang!"

Jiuyueying heard this, her fingertips trembled, and as soon as she let go, the wine cup in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, making a crisp forehead sound.

"Your Majesty?" The dark guard who reported the incident in the Seven Kings Mansion opened his mouth in doubt.

Jiuyueying lowered her head and stared blankly at the tea cup pouring out of wine on the ground. Her fingertips shivered fiercely, and she even said tremblingly: "She, where is she now?"

"Not yet awake."

These four words were clearly transmitted to Jiuyueying's ears.

Not yet, not yet, clear, awake.

Jiuyueying thought in a trance,

Not awake yet.

It is clear that the person who most expects that person to die, and who hates that person the most, is her Jiuyueying.

But now,

Why are you not happy at all?

Really, it hurts.

All the sounds around seemed to be in a trance, and Jiu Yueying didn't hear a word clearly, she only heard herself saying in a daze: "...Go to the Seven Kings Mansion."

Sitting in the living room of the Seven Kings Mansion,

Jiuyueying realized clearly.

turn out to be,

That person is really in a coma.

real,

fainted……

Life or death is uncertain.

"Your Majesty." Ye Yanhan said in a hoarse voice, his eyes were light blue and black, and his handsome face showed obvious tiredness.

Seeing Ye Yanhan's slightly embarrassed appearance, Jiu Yueying thought of the person whose life and death were unpredictable, and the tip of her nose became sour involuntarily. She got up in a hurry, left a sentence, and left as if to flee.

"I have something to do, I'll go back first."

She still chose to escape.

dare not face.

Dare nothing.

Hide in your turtle shell like an ostrich.

The cowardly even hates himself.

Still dare not peep into the true thoughts of his own heart.

Ye Yanhan had a noble and handsome face on his side, a pair of black jade-like clean and cold eyes fell on Jiuyueying's back, and his brows frowned slightly.

this look,

doesn't feel good for him

just like……

His own people were spied on.

Um,

Not really good.

Ye Yanhan paused for a second, and withdrew his gaze flatly. He stood there, silent for a while, and finally turned around and walked back to the room, his face still fair and noble.

in the room,

It was originally rumored by the outside world that it was the Seventh Prince whose life and death were unknown. At this moment, she was lying on the bed with the quilt and rolled. Half of her delicate face was pressed against the quilt. She blinked at Ye Yanhan, her hair slightly Messy, unexpectedly cute.

"gone?"

Ye Yanhan's black eyes flashed with a soft smile, "Well, let's go."

Dianbai sat up, hugged the quilt, tilted his head and thought about it

She sighed faintly, "...let's stay for a few more days."

Ye Yanhan smiled, "If you don't like it, then don't do it."

He deliberately said, a pair of dark jade-like eyes, as if splashed with ink, at this moment seriously and intently looking at the dyed white, the girl's figure reflected in the dark eyes, "I will protect you forever. Zhiqing, or anyone else, I can help you solve it."

His eyes were a little darker, and there was a trace of cold and dark light.

After coming to the Nvzun country for so long,

He wasn't, didn't do anything.

"No." Ranbai shook his head, "How can I let you take action, I just love you."

Ye Yanhan: "..."

"Okay, you pamper me." The elegant and clean man said in a slightly helpless tone. His voice was as clear as a touch of snow, and it was dyed with a gentle and lingering voice.

hard to imagine,

This noble and indifferent man who doesn't take anything to heart, what would it look like if he put a girl on the top of his heart.

Once you let it go, it's a lifetime.