Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

night, so quiet.

Cool as water.

"You said that stinky girl brought in a wounded man and a little girl from outside?" The light pulled Nalan Wenming's figure very long.

"Yes, it was the third prince who sent Miss Eleven back, but the little one was taken aback, and Miss Eleven even asked the little one to find a servant to take care of the two of them."

"Third Prince?!"

"It's His Royal Highness the Third Prince!"

Nalan asked Ming's brows and frowned suddenly, "Why is the third prince with her again?"

"This, the little one doesn't know."

"It's unreasonable. What kind of drug did that stinky girl give the third prince to treat her like this?"

"I'm just thinking, His Royal Highness the Third Prince has fallen in love with Miss Eleven, right? That's why he always protects Miss Eleven and treats Miss Eleven so well..."

"like?"

"This is what the little one thinks."

Nalan Wenming snorted coldly, thought for a moment, and his eyes became sharper.

There were bursts of cock crowing.

The day is getting brighter.

Nalan Zhen got up before dawn, finished her daily morning exercises, and went to see Wen Qing and Wen Jing.

Wen Qing has already woken up, his body is still strong, although the injury is serious, but after a night's rest, he can get out of bed.

It was the little girl who cried after waking up.

When Nalan Zhenyue and Huohuo went to see them, Wen Qing happened to comfort Wen Jing to sleep.

"Thank you Miss!"

His face was pale, he didn't seem to be in good spirits, and his eyes were red, obviously he was too sad when he comforted Wen Jing just now.

"You rest. If you need anything, tell the servants that this is Nalan Mansion, and my name is Nalan Zhenyue." Nalan Zhenyue said after thinking about it.

Huohuo poked out a head from behind Nalan Zhenyue and said, "My name is Huohuo."

Wen Qing nodded slightly, as if he had nothing to say.

Seeing this, Nalan Zhenyue didn't intend to stay any longer, she said to take a good rest and was about to go out, when a sudden noise made her stop.

When she turned her head, she saw Wen Qing kneeling on the ground with her head lowered.

"Miss' kindness can never be repaid, and I, Wen, am willing to do my best for Miss!"

"..." Nalan Zhenyue raised her eyebrows, "How can you do my best for me?"

"Wen can do anything!"

Nalan Zhenyue was a little speechless, then frowned slightly, and said: "Just because you are like this now? Willing to do anything? Don't say you are injured now, even if you are not injured, I don't need it, but you If you were a servant in this mansion, it would be more or less the same."

Nalan Zhenyue's tone was serious.Wenqing had a noble spirit in his bones, but at this moment, he lowered his eyes and cheeks when he heard Nalan Zhenyue's words, "I will take good care of my body!" He paused, and then said: "When we met for the first time, Wen still took to heart what Miss said..."

Nalan Zhenyue was stunned for a moment, recalling what she said when she first met Wen Qing, she couldn't laugh or cry when she thought about it, at that time she just said it casually because of Wen Qing's temper.

Before she could speak, Wen Qing continued: "I'm just this little sister. When something like this happened, I...I hate myself for being helpless. It happened in front of my own eyes. ..." At the end, Wen Qing's tone was a little choked up.

"There are many things that people in the world feel powerless to do, so you can do whatever you want." Nalan Zhenyue smiled suddenly as she spoke, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of her eyes, but she wasn't cold either. Glancing at Wen Qing, he left without waiting for him to speak.