Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 122 A Night of Passion [1]

After taking a sip slowly, he threw the jade cup back to the maid behind him, tapped the chair twice with his slender fingers, and said in a deep voice, "Stand back, all of you!"

In the dormitory, a needle can be heard.

The maids had already retreated, and the rest was Nangong Chuge, and Yun Yun who was anxiously facing him.

Yan Yun raised his eyes and took a sneak peek at Nangong Chuge.

Nangong Chuge's slender fingers were still casually tapping on the armrest of the chaise longue.

With a beautiful face, the corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

Although Yanyun clearly knew that he was thinking about something, he couldn't see what was going on in his heart at all.

Even, he couldn't fathom the joy and anger on his face.

"You followed me when you were four or five years old, and it has been more than ten years now!"

After a while, Nangong Chuge's voice sounded.

Listening to his words, Yan Yun's eyelids that were looking at him suddenly drooped.

"Report to the king!"

In a low voice, Yan Yun followed Nangong Chuge's words: "Yan Yun has been with the king for 16 years since he was sold to his master!"

"Ok!"

Nangong Chuge responded lightly.

The sound fell, and no more words.

After a while, I said leisurely: "After all, you will be 20 years old this year, and following me all the time is not a long-term solution!"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Yun's face instantly became extremely pale.

Kneeling abruptly on the ground, he said hastily: "Yanyun is a king's person in life and death, and he doesn't want to leave the king!"

These words made Nangong Chuge's eyebrows slightly frowned again.

After a moment of silence, he spoke softly: "Since you don't want to leave, why don't you ask me and make your own claim!"

He was most familiar with the smell of the wound medicine, and there was clearly another kind of medicine mixed in the medicine given to Yebei by the smoke cloud.

It's just that the pungent smell of the wound medicine diluted the other taste a lot.

Seeing that Yanyun was silent, Nangong Chuge smiled coldly: "Yebei is not familiar with the medicine and can't tell it apart, so how could I not know?"

(End of this chapter)