There was no movement inside, but the door opened quickly, and Yu Zhiyue's slightly pale face appeared behind the door.
"Come in." Yu Zhiyue stepped aside.
Feng Qinghan, Wei Nuan and Meng Liao walked in. Yu Zhirong was a little hesitant. He didn't know if he should go in too. Obviously he shouldn't go in, but he also wanted to know what they were doing. Besides, he and Yu Zhirong were brothers.
, these are just outsiders, so he raised his feet and followed them.
However, Yu Zhiyue looked at him coldly and said, "Brother, I want to talk to my friend about something."
The implication was obvious. Yu Zhirong was stunned for a moment, displeasure flashed across his face, but he quickly smiled and nodded, "Well, I happen to have something to do, so I'll go over first."
"Ah Li, hurry up, let me check." As soon as Meng Liao entered the door, he grabbed Yu Zhi Li's wrist and wanted to check his pulse. Yu Zhi Li did not resist and let him take his pulse, with a faint smile floating on his lips.
Not caring about his injuries, Meng Liao's face turned darker and darker, "How could you suffer such serious internal injuries?"
Angry growl.
"There are more masters coming this time." The understatement made people feel even more distressed.
Meng Liao took out the pills and handed them to him, "Take this pill first. It will make you feel much better."
"Well, thank you, Xiao Meng'er." Yu Zhijue took the pill and swallowed it.
Wei Nuan stood aside and watched silently, without disturbing the three of them. She thought of the few days she stayed with Yu Zhiyue. The killers who came at that time were already pretty good. According to what Yu Zhiyue just said, the masters are better.
How many? How powerful is he? Or how many?
She has learned Yu Zhiyue's martial arts before. He is very good and can be said to be a rare opponent. But now that he has suffered serious internal injuries, it can be seen how powerful the opponent is.
How could that woman summon so many masters?
Spending such a high price to kill a prince seems to be justifiable. Wei Nuan thought about many possibilities and felt that she really couldn't think clearly. Forget it, it probably had little to do with her.
"Ah Li, when you come to live in Jiuwang Mansion, no matter what happens, the three of us will always be together and face it together." Feng Qinghan said seriously, he was worried about leaving Yu Zhili alone.
Lost it outside.
In the past, they were so far apart and Yu Zhiyue resisted, so he compromised. But now that Yu Zhiyue suffered serious internal injuries, he could no longer compromise.
"That is, if you stay with us, I can help you heal as soon as possible if you are injured. Qinghan is good at martial arts and can help you. It is better to live with us." Meng Liao raised her hands and feet in agreement.
The jade tree is silent.
Wei Nuan was silent, and she suddenly wanted to ask weakly: You three? What about me? Where am I?
Forget it, don't worry about it, they are revolutionary friends, so she will lend Feng Qinghan out for a while.
"Didn't you say you're not going back? If you're not going back, what does it matter if you live in the Nine Prince's Mansion? I'm not afraid of what others think of us. It doesn't matter whether I'm colluding with Yu Zhiguo or not. I just hope you're safe.
!" Feng Qinghan spoke a little quickly because of his anxiety.
It's rare to see him so uncool.
"Xiao Han'er, if you say this, people will be misunderstood. Your wife will be jealous." Yu Zhiyue tilted her head and looked at Wei Nuan, who was silent. Wei Nuan quickly shook his head, "No, no, you continue.
Keep going."
"Fei'er can't do it, she can understand." Feng Qinghan knew that Weinuan wouldn't mind.