Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 2063 I have the look of your love
Ayan's fingertips rubbed the small wooden sword hidden in his waist, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

She didn't understand that the seventh young master liked her so much when he was a child, but he didn't even look at her after he came back.

He clearly said that he would marry her when he came back...

She had waited for so long just to be his woman, and now...how could he just say no and just say no!

Ah Yan bit her lip, fearing that she would rush back and question him the next moment.

Now is not the time.

Hold on...

She would never allow her youth to go to waste. Sooner or later, he would be willing to marry her!

In the dim room, the shadow guard reported the investigation one by one. After a long time, the person behind the curtain answered.

The guard on one side ordered them to step back.

"Master, Jiang Se thinks she has too few protectors, so the young master who came with her should be Lie Jiuqing."
The person behind the gauze coughed heavily.

The sound was exhausted.

After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice: "If she is serious, let's protect her for the time being. Maybe we can draw out Di Ming."
Hearing this, the guard was stunned.

The woman who protects Di Ming?
"She seems to be dying soon."
The Seventh Young Master lowered his eyebrows and said casually, "She came to the door personally. There is absolutely no reason to die here. Just don't die in front of me."
This also makes sense.

If Lie Jiuqing really died here, it would be difficult to deal with just Di Ming, let alone Mo Huai.

"Does this subordinate want to inform the lady and ask her to cooperate?"
"No need."
Only the seventh young master was left in the room.

His originally smooth breath gradually became messy, and the cough he had just stopped started again.

He wiped the blood from his lips as usual, and tangled a silver hair with his fingertips.

There is obviously no wind in the ground, but the hair is fluttering slightly... "Lie... Jiu... Qing..."
The Seventh Young Master seemed to have exhausted all his strength before spitting out Lie Jiuqing's name, and he seemed vaguely tired.

The second auction ended quickly.

The third game is twenty hours later.

Among the three treasures at the auction, the third one is the Life-Extending and Yang-Repairing Powder.

Almost most of the people here came here.

In the darkness, two figures disappeared.

When Ah Yan learned the news, he hurried over. Facing the normally dressed man in front of him, he hesitated for a moment and accidentally confirmed, "Are you Mr. Qingjiu?"
This was slightly different from the last time I saw him, and Ah Yan couldn't tell where it was. After all, he was with the Third Young Master at the time, so he didn't dare to go into details.

Qingjiu nodded slightly.

Ah Yan said respectfully: "Third Young Master has specially told me that if you come, you must take good care of me. The room has been prepared long ago. Please come with me."
The room given to Qingjiu was on the upper floor, next to the Third Young Master and far away from the Seventh Young Master.

It’s quiet here but it’s a great place to watch the auction.

Knowing that Qingjiu didn't like to talk much, Ah Yan stepped aside temporarily after giving his instructions and ordered someone to pass the news to the Third Young Master.

After about an hour, the faint smell of three stones floated in the air again.

Qingjiu frowned, held his breath, and his expression changed slightly.

"Burn incense."
Soon, the fragrance in the room covered the three stones, and Qingjiu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Go to Lie Jiuqing."
Several shadows disappeared, and Qingjiu's eyes gradually became cold.

Under the dim light, something as thin as gauze appeared on Qingjiu's face. He pressed it with his fingertips for a moment, and then let go after it was submissive.

He looked at the bronze mirror and slowly raised his lips, "Qingqing, look, I have the look of love in you..."
(End of this chapter)