Quick Wear Peace

"What's wrong?" An Ning put down the work at hand, turned to look at Yu Mingye with a serious expression, got down from the chair, and walked in front of him.

"Have you been punished by the Demon Lord again? Where are you injured?" He looked Yu Mingye up and down. He seemed to be fine and in good spirits.

"Just now there was news from the front line that your father..." Domain Name hesitated and did not dare to say the last two words.

An Ning's face turned pale in an instant. She felt her mind go blank and her legs inexplicably went limp. She wanted to reach out to hold on to the table, but the strength in her arms seemed to have been drained away.

It simply can't support the strength of the entire body.

Yu Mingye's mouth opened and closed, as if he was saying something, his expression full of anxiety.

But An Ning felt that his voice was getting farther and farther away, as if it was floating in the air and could not be heard clearly.

An Ning's heart felt as if it was cut by a knife, and emotions were still stirring inside. Tears flowed down like beads that had broken off the string, unstoppable.

The grief in my heart feels like the feeling of my original body.

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong with me?" An Ning covered her chest, feeling as if she couldn't breathe.

"I'll take care of it right away."

This was the last sentence An Ning heard before she lost consciousness.

Yu Mingye looked at An Ning's pale expression, lifeless eyes, and full of disbelief, and fainted in a second.

He quickly reached out to take it and put An Ning on the bed. He didn't expect An Ning to be so light, like a piece of paper.

He quickly asked his servant to call a doctor.

After the doctor's examination, his expression froze for a moment.

He didn't expect that General Yuan was so brave. There was a burning gaze staring at him from behind.

Thinking about how the young master often played with the former general's son, he should know.

But if I knew, my life would be in danger.

His back stiffened, beads of sweat unconsciously flowed down his temples, and his hands trembled slightly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with Xiaokong?" Seeing that the old doctor had clearly finished the examination but just stood there motionless, his brows were almost knitted into a big lump.

Could it be that she has some terminal illness?

Yu Mingye was lost in thoughts, his heart hanging in the air, staring at the doctor, afraid that he would spit out words he didn't want to hear.

"My lord, the young master is fine. He just fainted due to excessive grief." The doctor paused, not knowing how to address the person on the bed.

Yu Mingye breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

"Young Master..." The doctor looked at him with some embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?" Looking at the pale little person on the bed, he made up his mind to give her more meat in the future.

Look how thin he is.

"Young Master." Seeing how worthless his young master looked, the doctor couldn't help but want to hold his forehead and sigh.

"What are you doing?" Yu Mingye turned his head impatiently, as if saying, "If you don't explain clearly, I will never forgive you."

The doctor pulled Yu Mingye to a deserted place and bowed to him respectfully, "Young Master, do you know that the son of the former general is visiting a beautiful girl?"

"Jiao Wu, Xiao Kong is very kind and not evil." Yu Mingye didn't react and suddenly paused.

His eyes widened in disbelief, "You mean Jiao'e."

The doctor nodded.

"I understand. Don't tell this to anyone else casually. Otherwise, if my father finds out, you will be dead." Yu Mingye returned to normal, and his aura emanated from him unconsciously.

"Yes." The doctor cupped his hands to show that he understood.

The Demon Lord is now extremely suspicious. If he knew about this, not only General Yuan’s child, but also he himself would be doomed to die.

This was the reason why he chose to tell the young master. This way it wouldn't be considered as his failure to report. If anyone was to be blamed, it should be the young master.

He was the one who asked him to keep the secret.