C686 Select Guardian

When he returned safely, Song Yunqian was half-lying on the bamboo chair outside the door, looking at him with anticipation.

He wanted to know more about Wen Yi, even if it meant nothing to him.

An Ran looked at Song Yunqian and said softly, "Royal Uncle, I ?"

"She is still unwilling to admit that she is my master, but I am certain that she is. She did not forget about the acupuncture of gold