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The corner of Ling Yu's eyes secretly looked around at the shocked people who could swallow an egg, and she secretly felt proud of herself.

Hehe, little sample, play with this young master. Don't you know where this old man's name came from?

Even though he felt pleased with himself, he still maintained a calm expression: "What, you can't accept this, I'm right here, you can come and fight at any time, but, if you don't bring my sister back to find a doctor, I'm afraid you'll be crippled in the future!"

Hearing An Lingyu's words, a crack appeared on An Xue's originally angry face. She immediately shouted at the maidservant beside her, "Dammit! What are you still looking at? Hurry up and carry me back!"

The guards and maidservants immediately regained their senses. They hurriedly carried An Xue out of the courtyard.

Seeing that everyone had left, An Ling Yu went back to stand under the flower tree where Chun'er had left, staring at the smooth tree trunk.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing down a scarlet tree. Ling Yu stretched out her hand and received a fiery red petal, gently placing it by her lips. The melodious melody drifted over, dyeing the place with a sense of harmony and serenity, yet also spreading traces of sadness and longing.

Feeling the sadness in Ling Yu's heart, Lan Zhi, who was in the space, kicked the Dark Nether Turtle that was lying on the ground and said, "Master is like this, what should we do?"

Lan Jue was worried about what to do, but in the end he was still a child. Even though he had existed for millions of years, he was still a child. He was simply worried about Ling Yu's grief.

Although the Nether Mystic Turtle was proficient in everything and understood why Ling Yu was sad, it could not comfort or persuade Ling Yu on this matter. This matter could only wait for Ling Yu to understand it herself.

As such, the Nether Profound Turtle was also deeply conflicted.

Just like this, a man and two beasts were trapped in their own thoughts, unable to be pulled out. The only thing left behind was the beautiful sound of the music drifting across the petals and disturbing the fragrance that filled the garden …

Yes, the Dark Turtle was right, it was originally like this. This kind of thing could only be solved by Ling Yu herself. No matter what other people said, it would be useless. Even if they said something, it would just be too powerless to comfort her!

The two beasts stayed silent in the space, thinking about the scene from four months ago when they had arrived at the An clan with Ling Yu.

The only people that the An clan knew of their existence were themselves and Ling Yu. As for the others, even Uncle Li and Chun Er didn't know of their existence.

Listening to the melodious music of the Spirit Rain, Blue's face was filled with sadness, while the Nether Turtle had a helpless expression. It stared at its own mundane eyes, lying on the ground and staring at its own black claws. That small appearance was as wronged as it could possibly be. It looked as if it was being harshly treated by the spirit rain.

The wind gradually stopped blowing, and the dancing petals began to slowly descend onto the long cobblestone path.

Ling Yu opened her hands, bent down and slowly placed the petals on the ground. I'm fine. I was just thinking about Chun Er and some other things. From now on, I, An Ling Yu, will make my own heaven. I will stand at the peak of this world! Those who bully me will die, those who block me will die! "

Seeing how arrogant An Lingyu was acting as if she was the most respected in the world, her blue eyes also gradually lit up. The previous depression was gone, and the Nether Profound Turtle let out a long sigh of relief.

The news of Second Miss Trash injuring An Xue quickly spread, but no one believed it to be true. However, it still created a storm in the An clan.

That night, An Lingyu was making some roast meat in her small courtyard while Lan and the Dark Nether Turtle were waiting impatiently. Their eyes were fixed on the roast meat in Ling Yu's hands, afraid that it would be taken away if they weren't careful.

Ling Yu sat at the side, roasting the meat. She was constantly scrubbing spices on the meat, looking at the two gluttons with a funny expression.

Ever since he brought these two back from the Forest of the Netherworld and cooked them a barbecue, he had already memorized them. As long as he had free time, he would use the Spirit Rain for the barbecue.

Ling Yu smiled, and remembered that in her previous life, she had also been like this. Even if she was on a mission in the primeval forest, she would hunt and make some delicious food from there, and she would never feel wronged. But because of this, An Ling Yu also became the top chef in the world, but no one could afford to treat her!

But now, this top chef was actually giving roasted meat to two beasts. If this were to spread to Earth, Ling Yu, your people would be lost! A man and two beasts were having fun in the small courtyard.

But there was no such good atmosphere in the main room. Inside the main room, An Zheng sat at the head of the table, looking down at the weeping Aunt Liu, who was An Xue's biological mother, and the bandaged An Xue.

In a fit of anger, he did not care about the other concubines and young masters and young ladies who were watching the show, and asked angrily: "Xue'er, what's going on? Were you really injured by An Lingyu? "

An Xue looked at her mother, who was winking at her, and then looked at her father, who had an angry face. Immediately, two streams of tears flowed down her face. She looked extremely wronged, making people want to pull her into their arms and comfort her.

After crying for a while, seeing that An Zheng's complexion was getting better, An Xue finally said, "Father, it's not like this. Second Sister must have been careless!"

As she spoke, she kept looking at the security officer. Seeing that there was no reaction from him, she said, "Since the last time I woke up, you are no longer the same as before. Hmm, father, she can actually beat the two guards beside me who are both Level 1 Warriors to the ground."

Hearing An Xue say this, An Zheng's face became darker and darker. He was about to get up and lead everyone to Ling Yu's courtyard to see if that was the case when he heard a voice from outside, "The Third Marquis is here!"

Unable to deal with An Xue and An Lingyu's injuries, the security guard immediately dismissed everyone and headed to the main gate of the Residence of An.

"Patriarch An, as the Prime Minister of our Ling Ming Empire and under the orders of our royal father, I shall not be courteous to you."

Inside the main room of the Residence of An, Third Marquis Ming Ze, wearing a white robe, sat on the main seat. Inside the main room of the Residence of An, Third Marquis Ming Ze, dressed in a white robe, Ming Chen, sat on the main seat of the House of An, took a sip of tea and continued, "Prime Minister An, I'm here to tell you about the Imperial Arena three days from now."

"Your Highness, please speak your mind. Your subject will definitely obey the holy decree." Security Zheng sat on a seat at the side and cupped his hands. Mingze said, "Imperial Father has decided that this king will be in charge of the arena battle. At the same time, Prime Minister, you will have to help this king from the side."

The security guard immediately got up and kneeled. "This subject obeys the decree." Mingzhen looked at the kneeling man and raised his hand to pull him up. He motioned for him to get up, and the man immediately bowed and retreated to his seat.

Mingze spoke again, "Prime Minister An, I'm counting on you to deal with the Imperial Arena this time!" Security Zheng immediately said, "Your subject will definitely give his all." Minzawa nodded and said no more. He just held a cup of tea in his hand and looked around.