Yuan Qing was bent over by the demon, her body was severely injured, and she was frightened. After the demon was exorcised, she fell ill. Xiahou Xiyue took care of her personally.
"Xiyue, I have a call for you." Xiahou Xiyue, who had just walked out of Yuanqing's room, saw a maid running towards her.
"Hey, phone call? Is it from the young master?" Recently, she has been taking care of Yuan Qing and has not gone out with Duanmu Xiu. However, after he goes to work, he will call back to make sure that she has not caused any trouble, but she knows
, he actually cares about her.
"This time it wasn't the young master who called back, it was a strange man." the maid said.
"Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone right now." It's strange, except for Duanmu Xiu, no one has ever called her here. Who could it be? Xiahou Xiyue hurriedly walked to the hall.
"Hello!" Xiahou Xiyue answered the phone with confusion.
"Hello, Miss Xiahou, how do you think about the matter you entrusted to Pindao last time?" A somewhat dull voice came from the microphone.
"Are you Taoist Master Yunshangzi?" Xiahou Xiyue asked in surprise, wondering how he knew the phone number here?
"It's Pindao, how is your young master's condition?" Yun Shangzi asked politely.
"Except that his body temperature is a bit high, he is fine for the time being."
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"Taoist Master Yun, I want to think about it again. I'll call you when I think about it clearly."
Trembling, what should I do? Is it true that the only way to save the young master is to die?
"Xiaoyue?" Duanmu Xiu, who had just come back from outside, saw Xiahou Xiyue holding the phone in a daze and looked at her with raised eyebrows.
"Master, you are back." Xiahou Xiyue raised her head and looked at the tall figure slowly walking towards her. She didn't know where she got the courage for a moment, so she raised her steps and ran towards him.
Duanmu Xiu quickly opened his arms to catch her running towards her, then raised his brows and blamed him unhappily: "Why don't you use a cane?"
"Master, hold me tight, please hold me tight." Xiahou Xiyue's ears couldn't hear him, so she looked at him with a pleading tone and said.
"Can you tell me what happened?" As she wished, Duanmu Xiu opened his arms and hugged her tightly. Those strong arms were like the safest and warmest harbor, protecting her.
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She didn't speak, just hugged him quietly, a touch of sadness enveloped her cheeks, and he didn't ask any more questions, just hugged her tightly.
I don't know how long it took, but a faint voice came from his chest: "Master, if I am no longer by your side, will you remember me?"
"You want to leave me?" The dark and handsome face immediately darkened.
"I mean, what if, will you remember me?" He gets angry really easily.
"Hypothetical things have no meaning in answering." Duanmu Xiu snorted coldly and said in a cold tone.
The young master is like that, so cool that he can't even coax her with a word, but she just likes him like this.
