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The next day, Ink Yan felt like she had been drunk all night.

She opened her eyes on the large, nearly unkempt chuang. The sunlight stung her eyes. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples as she sat up, feeling the headache sawing through every nerve.

However, she was very clear. The source of the headache is simply the body's warning. Murong Nan's thousand year ginseng could only last three days. Being able to let someone live was not necessarily a good thing for her.

This damned Prince of the South, she thought unhappily. One day she would make him feel like he was living in hell.

However, after thinking for a moment, Ling'er's voice suddenly came from the side.

"Mistress?"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

At this moment, Ink Yan realized that she had just woken up, and there was still Ling lying on the ground beside the chuang. She sat all night on the chuang's head footboard, her hands on the edge of the chuang, guarding herself all night.

Thus, when he slept, the quilt could be pushed aside and turn into a huge mess. However, she was in a miserable state. With one hand on her forehead and the other on her neck, she looked as if she was suffering from a backache.

"Ling Ling, why are you keeping watch for me?"

Ink Yan couldn't understand. He had clearly told them that he didn't need to wait on them at night. Did they all rest?

The tiredness on Ling Ling's face disappeared as she laughed and said, "Mistress, your chuang looks quite warm." It was cold downstairs at night. Let me rub it.

Is that true?

Ink Yan raised her eyebrows. His eyes examined the vanilla, almost as close as he could be to wearing a microscope to study the types of bacteria in other people's pores. However, she had wasted her efforts. Ling Ling looked away and lowered her head. Ink Yan turned around and touched the quilt, and was surprised to find that the quilt had a moist feeling to it. It was as if at night, when he was having a nightmare, there was someone by his side who had fallen into sorrow with her.

Could it be? Ling Ling?

An unlikely thought flashed through her mind. He wanted to ask himself if he had said something that he shouldn't have said in his nightmare. Ling Ling, how much did you hear last night?

Ling said it was getting late, you still have a job, I have to help you wash, and you actually ran away early!

The matter was getting weirder and weirder!

When Ink Yan came in the morning, she was actually unhappy. Ling Ling clearly knew what she did yesterday, but she still wasn't willing to confess. Who was the master?

Afterwards, Gale walked over from Bright Moon Tower with a bitter look on his face. They stood on the way and stared at Mo Yan. Following that, he swung his tail, giving the others a look of 'follow', then turned around and walked back to Bright Moon Tower.

The matter was getting weirder and weirder!

Everyone seemed to be hiding something from him! However, she didn't know the reason!

But after some thought, she thought, Wasn't the Bright Moon Tower Molda's territory? He had sent a wolf in the morning and had even given a person a bitter face. What good consequences would there be if he were to go? He went back and continued to lie on the chuang.

If the enemy doesn't move, then I won't! Let's just wait and see what everyone is up to!

However, it was only after this action that … In less than a quarter of an hour, Ling Ling stood at the door of the second floor with breakfast. She shouted, "Master, General Molda has just called for Doctor Huang." I just don't know if it's convenient for you to meet me now? "

At that time, all sorts of unease finally fell from Ink Yan's heart! He casually said to the door, "I still have a job to do today. How about we ask Doctor Huang to go back and rest first?" After three days, when I'm free, let him come to my house and treat me!