The hot devil's taming concubine: the supreme magician

"How is the maid?"

At this moment, Ling Yi is concerned about this---

Don't make it so, you didn't die, but someone else died--

Besides, the maid didn't do it on purpose-

As soon as the Phoenix King asked about the maid, another palace guard standing in front of her immediately fell to her knees with a plop, tears streaming down her face--

"What are you doing? Is she really dead?"

Ling Yi frowned tightly, and asked solemnly---

Although in the Monan Continent, the crime of killing the king is not light, but here, she still can't bear to--

"Huang Wang, I beg you to save the Red Buddha, she didn't mean to hurt you---"

The palace maid kowtowed her head fiercely on the ground, her forehead had already begun to ooze blood ---

Ling Yi looked surprised—then he breathed a sigh of relief—

"She hasn't died yet? Where is she now?"

Ling Yi asked anxiously——

It's good if she doesn't die, if she really dies, she, the Phoenix King, really has no energy in front of her.

"Not dead, in the dungeon, waiting for you!"

Suddenly, a voice came from the door---

Don't turn your head, Ling Yi knows who it is!

"Go down, she'll be fine!"

Ling Yi waved his hand, motioning for the palace guards to go down---

Then he turned his eyes to the man walking by the door.

It can be clearly seen that when the maid passed by his side, she could clearly see the horror of the maid, and she couldn't help frowning in dissatisfaction——

"That's mine, you don't need to do it!"

Staring at him, Ling Yi spoke coldly, and even though he lacked confidence, these maids and guards seemed not to listen to him, but to the person in front of them who made them feel scared---

"Eat something, let's talk when you're full!"

He put a large bowl of steaming fresh mushroom soup on the round table, and then stood there watching the woman speak calmly, as if the words just said hadn't entered his ears at all.

"You tell me to drink and I will drink?"

Lifting his chin, Ling Yi had a haughty expression---

"Don't drink? Well, I'll drink it myself!"

After Yin Wenmao finished speaking, he really pulled the chair and sat down, then picked up the spoon very naturally, scooped up the soup and was about to put it in his mouth.

But at the next moment, the spoon in his hand was taken far away, and it fell into Ling Yi's hand——

"You tell me not to drink, so I won't drink? How embarrassing!"

Looking at the spoon in his hand, there was still a lot of soup left, Ling Yi happily put the soup into his mouth--

Seeing how happy she was drinking, and smacking her mouth from time to time, Yin Wenmao smiled faintly at the corner of her mouth——she is not short-tempered!

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The bowl of soup was quickly finished, and I was full, and my spirits improved a lot, and my face became more rosy.

Seeing her already somewhat energetic like this, he felt a little more relaxed.

"You, really guarded me for three days?"

Suddenly, Ling opened his mouth--

Speak when caught off guard--

He looked at the man in front of him and said with a serious expression -.

However, it didn't make Yin Wenmao feel good. He still had a lot of fears in his heart. If she didn't wake up, how would he face it in the days to come?

Not only the people of the Huang Clan, but also how to overcome the difficult torment in his heart?

"You'll be fine!"

For a long time, the thousands of things in my heart were just transformed into this sentence--

Immediately stood up, turned and prepared to leave--