"Therefore, I ask my subordinates to come quickly and ask the Holy Son to please go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. The Imperial Preceptor will definitely be grateful."
Shang Yi's attitude was respectful and his words were also very humble. There was no fault in his words.
"Who is it, cough cough, cough cough~~"
I don't know if it was the two people talking outside the door that woke up Yun Yu, or Yun Yu who had already fallen asleep. Yun Yu coughed twice, and a sleepy voice came from inside.
Yun Yu's attendant turned sideways to let Shang Yi in, and turned to answer Yun Yu,
"Hui Shengzi is from the Imperial Preceptor's Office."
The room was lit with dim lamps, illuminating everything in it with warmth. The room was very simple. Apart from the most basic things, there seemed to be an extra bookcase and some extra calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.
After Shang Yi glanced quickly, he looked at Yun Yu, who seemed to have just fallen asleep and got up again.
The face of the Holy Son of Light is inherently beautiful and unparalleled. At this time, his long black hair was spread casually behind him, and the dim candlelight shone on his face, making him look very soft and beautiful.
"Is he from the Imperial Preceptor?" Yun Yufeng narrowed her eyes and looked at Shang Yi with a somewhat searching look. She glanced at him all over, as if she recognized Shang Yi's identity, "I don't know.
Why did the Imperial Master come to me so late to...?"
Yun Yu asked before Shang could speak. Although his tone was gentle, there was a kind of majesty that could not be ignored.
Shang Yi quickly replied,
"The Holy Son should know that Rong Xiyue is a woman from the Wood Academy who enrolled with the Holy Son. Because she had something to do in the afternoon, she was taken to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion by the Imperial Preceptor. Now she is unconscious.
There is a red-black light outside the body, and that light restricts anyone from getting close. Rong Xiyue's situation is really not good, and the National Preceptor really has no choice. Thinking of the Holy Son's superb light healing technique,
That’s why I thought of asking my subordinates to come here to beg the Holy Son to marry the Imperial Master.”
Shang Yi was still thinking about what to say about this matter, but suddenly he remembered that Rong Xiyue and Yun Yu should know each other. After all, they are both freshmen of this magic academy. Although they have not met each other a few times so far, they help his classmates.
, this Holy Son of Light should not refuse,
After all, everyone in the world knows that this Holy Son of Light is not only famous for his light healing skills, but also for his very kind personality. Such a favor will definitely help.
"Rong Xiyue? Hey, no wonder she didn't seem to be back this afternoon. How is the situation now?"
Sure enough, as soon as he heard that it was Rong Xiyue, Shang Yi saw that Yun Yu's face was full of concern. He got up from the bed, and the attendants around him immediately came forward and put clothes on him.
Then he simply combed Yun Yu's hair.
They still understand the character of Lord Shengzi, and they will probably leave soon after listening to the words of the people from the National Master's Mansion.
Although there are no exceptions in the Temple of Light and everyone is the same, the identity of the Holy Son of Light is destined to be different. Even if he enters and leaves the Magic Academy, he only needs to talk to the guard.
"The current situation is not very good. Please ask Lord Shengzi to help. Miss Rong Xiyue is a friend of Lord Imperial Master. We don't want anything to happen to her."
When Shang saw that Yun Yu had begun to tidy up himself, he breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head, took two steps back, and said so.
"Okay, you wait for me outside for a while, I'll come out when I'm ready."
Yun Yu nodded, and Shang Yi also nodded after hearing this and then retreated.
After the two attendants saw Shang Yi go out, they couldn't help but whisper, "Lord Shengzi, your body can't withstand the torture. Rong Xiyue has only known him for a day, so there is no need to waste the time on the Holy Son."
Do you have the time and energy to save it?”
Yun Yu shook his head,
"I can take care of others, but I must take care of Rong Xiyue."
Yun Yu's eyes were hard to understand, and the two attendants really didn't quite understand what the Holy Son meant. They didn't understand why Rong Xiyue had to be taken care of?
"But Rong Xiyue is really special. The Imperial Master never makes friends, and he has never heard of any friends other than the Palace Manager. However, he recognized Rong Xiyue as a friend. It is really surprising.
.”
Another attendant remembered what the Imperial Preceptor's Attendant said just now, and said so, with some emotion in his words. In their hearts, they still disapproved of the Holy Son going to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to see a doctor this late at night. After all, the Holy Son
Not only does my son have a special status, but he is also a little weak physically.
However, seeing that Lord Shengzi had made up his mind, he said nothing more. After preparing everything, Yun Yu opened the door quickly.
Shang Yi, who was waiting outside, was a little surprised when he saw that Yun Yu had prepared everything so quickly.
It seems that Yun Yu is a little special to Rong Xiyue. Although they are classmates, they have only known each other for a day, so they should not be so concerned. However, the way Yun Yu shows it makes people feel that Rong Xiyue cannot
more important.
We arrived at the entrance of the Magic Academy with ease. The academy guards were still in trouble, but in the blink of an eye they saw the Holy Son of Light coming out of it. The two attendants beside him were still holding lanterns and walking a little fast. They were surprised.
For a moment.
Why did the Holy Son of Light leave the Magic Academy at such a night? But he didn’t dare to neglect, and hurried forward,
"I didn't know that Lord Holy Son was so late..."
Before the guard could finish his respectful words, Yun Yu's somewhat gentle and weak voice interrupted him directly,
"I have something urgent and I have to go out. I'd like to ask a few of you to go through."
"The Holy Son has spoken." The attendant who spoke to Yun Yu looked a little frightened. He turned around and quickly asked the guards guarding the door to open the door of the Magic Academy. "The Holy Son invites you."
"Thank you."
Yun Yu nodded lightly, expressed his gratitude, and walked out of the magic academy with two attendants and one Shang Yi easily, without spending any effort.
This is much more convenient and simpler than when Chu Wenyu is about to go out.
"It's really evil today. The Imperial Master came here and took away a person, and then an arrogant person with soul-level fire magic talent went out. Now, it's night, even the Holy Son of Light is dispatched. Why do you think it's because of this?
What's the matter?"
It wasn't until Yun Yu's figure walked away that the guards waiting at the door breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of what happened today, they couldn't help but sigh.
"Who knows, no one will go out anymore today. It's been a really tiring day."
"Okay, okay, hurry up and stand guard, maybe something will happen soon!"