"I just hope the director won't punish us tomorrow!"
After the few attendants sighed, they took their positions and continued to guard the magic academy.
After all, those who went out today were not ordinary people, and there should not be that many special personnel in this magic academy.
When Shang Yi came, he had prepared a carriage, so as soon as Yun Yu went out, he got on the carriage that came to pick him up from the Imperial Prefect's Office. While on the carriage, Yun Yu asked a few more questions about Rong Xi.
month situation,
"She was fine in the afternoon, how could she be like this all of a sudden?"
Yun Yu's voice was filled with concern, and he asked about Rong Xiyue's body carefully. After all, when they were together in the afternoon, she was doing well. How could she suddenly be like this now?
"Did something happen?"
He asked again without waiting for Shang Yi to speak, his words full of doubts, and when he looked at Shang Yi, his eyes were filled with speculation.
Shang Yi choked up when asked. Of course, he couldn't tell the whole story to the Holy Son of Light. After all, this matter was still a private matter that was kept secret by the Imperial Master.
Since it is a private matter, if there is anything to say, it will naturally be done by the Imperial Master himself, not him.
"It's a long story, and I can't explain it in just a few words. When we get to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion for the specific matter, the Imperial Preceptor will explain the ins and outs to the Holy Son so that the Holy Son can heal Miss Rong."
Shang Yi's answer was quite conservative, concealing all these general matters.
"Then let's wait until we get to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion to see."
Yun Yu nodded. Since Shang Yi had said so, he naturally couldn't ask any more questions, so he just said this later.
Then, there was a period of silence inside the carriage, and only the sound of the carriage's wheels could be heard, and they arrived at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion in silence.
The guards of the Imperial Prefect's Mansion knew that Shang Yi had gone out, so they all waited at the door for his return. When they saw the carriage of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion coming back, they quickly opened the door.
After the carriage stopped, Yun Yu got out of the carriage with the help of two attendants. He coughed a few times during the process. He was wearing a white robe, and it was night, with a lantern shining on his face.
He looked increasingly pale.
The guards of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion looked at the appearance of the Holy Son and couldn't help but feel worried. They were worried that if a gust of wind blew, the Holy Son of Light would be blown down.
However, after seeing that the faces of the two attendants of the Holy Son of Light and the Holy Son had no change, they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look any further.
"Please, Holy Son, please follow me this way."
After welcoming the Holy Son of Light into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, Shang Yi walked a little ahead and pointed in a direction, taking Yun Yu there.
Although the time it takes to go back and forth from the Imperial Prefect's Mansion to the Magic Academy is not long, it is very serious for a person who is sick and is still getting worse. Therefore, Shang Yi can't help but speed up his steps.
in a hurry.
Although Yun Yu was a little tired following behind, he didn't say anything.
Shang Er waited at the door for Shang Yi to come back with the Holy Son of Light. Time passed by. Waiting outside, there was always an unbearable feeling. It was not easy until Shang Yi came back.
Looking behind Shang Yi again, he saw the Holy Son of Light who looked a little weak but okay. He quickly stepped forward and bowed to the Holy Son of Light.
"I have seen the Holy Son of Light, and the Holy Son has invited me inside. The Imperial Master has been waiting inside for a long time, waiting for the Holy Son to come."
As he spoke, he quickly opened the door and walked inside.
Yun Yu nodded and went forward, followed closely by his two attendants. Shang Yi was guarding outside while Shang Er went inside.
"Master Imperial Master, the Holy Son has arrived."
Shang Yu, Chu Wenyu and Xiao Ji were all standing in front of Rong Xiyue's window, all their attention was on Rong Xiyue on the bed. Therefore, they didn't pay much attention to the movement outside until Shang Er
Report.
Shang Yu then looked back,
"Shang Yu once again thanked the Holy Son for coming. I'd like to trouble the Holy Son."
It was very rare that Shang Yu actually bowed to Yun Yu, and his words were full of respect. He was a national master, and there was no need to do this to the Holy Son of Light. But at the same time, Shang Yu also knew in his heart that Rong Xiyue would
The situation probably requires the Holy Son of Light to do his best, and everyone knows that the Holy Son of Light is not in good health.
If he tried his best, it might hurt his body to some extent. Therefore, although this bow was too respectful, it was also an apology to Yun Yu.
Almost everyone present knew what it would cost the weak Yun Yu to try his best to diagnose and treat Rong Xiyue.
"Let me see, you guys get out of the way first."
Yun Yu nodded and stepped forward. Xiao Ji and Shang Yu naturally had to step back, but Chu Wenyu still stood there. He naturally did not want to leave Rong Xiyue's side for even half a step at this time.
He was standing closest to Rong Xiyue at this time. If he moved a little further, he would be harmed by the red and black light.
At this moment, he stood beside her, but found that there was nothing he could do. All he could do was wait for the arrival of the Holy Son of Light.
After Yun Yu finished speaking, he saw that the man in white in front still didn't move away. He was also a little confused and glanced at Shang Yu.
"Mr. Chu, let the Holy Son see Xiaoyue's body first."
Shang Yu understood Chu Wenyu's mood. After all, for so many years, when Xiao Ji lost his mind, his mood had always been gloomy.
The room was very quiet for a while. After a while, Chu Wenyu, who was standing at the head of Rong Xiyue's bed, took two steps back and gave up his position.
"Please take good care of yourself."
He had been silent, but when Yun Yu raised his legs and walked forward, he couldn't help but move his lips and said in a hoarse voice.
In less than a few hours, Chu Wenyu's mood was already so depressed.
"must."
Yun Yu nodded, and when he looked at Rong Xiyue, there was some solemnity and concern in his eyes, and that concern came from the heart and could not be faked at all.
Unlike Chu Wenyu, Shang Yu focused all his attention on Rong Xiyue. Instead, he glanced at the Holy Son of Light a few times, and naturally he also absorbed all the concerns and thoughts that the Holy Son of Light unconsciously revealed.
It's in sight.
I can't help but feel a little strange, that concern cannot be disguised, it is very real, not to mention, this Holy Son of Light does not need to disguise this concern.