Yun Yan raised his eyes in confusion, as if he didn't know where he was. After a long while, he responded and awkwardly climbed out of the carriage.
Pang Tuo frowned as he watched. It was rumored that the leader of the Vulcan Cult, Yun Yan, was highly skilled in martial arts and was one of the top figures on the rankings. However, he couldn't match up to the tall young man huddled up in front of him.
The leader of a religion should at least be sharp, domineering, and arrogant in the world.
The Yun Yan in front of him was timid, restless, and didn't have the murderous aura of a warrior. He didn't even have the sharpness of an ordinary man, and he looked very unsightly.
Pang Tuo was good at concealing his true feelings. Although he despised him in his heart, he still smiled and helped Yun Yan, who was half-crouched on the ground and breathing heavily, and said, "For the time being, you can join me in the eunuch's camp so that the princess can help nearby.
You condition your body.”[
Yun Yan didn't hear what he said at all. His mind was buzzing and he nodded randomly, hoping to get rid of Pang Tuo quickly, and then continue the thought he had just stopped and pick up the past that he almost remembered.
Along the way, Yun Yan followed Pang Tuo silently, until he arrived at the queen's palace. Pang Tuo reminded him that he had to pay a courtesy visit to the queen, and then he raised his eyes as if he had just woken up and looked directly at Tao Xiao, who was looking at him with a smile.
Wei.
In Prince Rui's Mansion, Yun Yan would not kneel down no matter who he saw. Yan Xi and Yan Rong treated him with respect and never forced Yun Yan to behave like a monarch or a minister. But before coming to Yan Kingdom, Yun Yan
He was a high-ranking figure. Even when he saw the emperor of Lu, he would only show respect by hugging his fists.
In his consciousness, he had no idea of kneeling to anyone. He had lost his memory, and so was his subconscious mind. So Pang Tuo knelt down, but he did not kneel down. He walked to Zhuye Tong's side as a matter of course, pointed at the back of his head and said,
",I hurt."
"Why does it hurt again? Have you hit your head these days?" Zhuye Tong quickly stood up, made room for him to sit on, walked around behind Yun Yan, and inserted her bare hands into his hair, carefully looking for possible scars, and by the way, the severity.
Massage him moderately to relieve discomfort.
Yun Yan lay half-ly on the armrest of the mahogany chair, squinting his eyes and falling asleep. He no longer thought about the problems he had been struggling with these days and felt much more comfortable.