The Divine Doctor Son of the Female Master

Yan Yunqi and the other two walked all the way to the courtyard where they lived.

Ming Yu behind him sighed and said, "Sir, it seems that the conspiracies and intrigues of the Minxi royal family are everywhere!"

After saying that, she looked at the young master, her brows couldn't help but frown, with some worry on her face.

"Sir, once you give the Ninth Prince the antidote, I will escort you back to the country!" Ming Yu's voice was slightly low.

For some reason, ever since she found out that Yan Yu was Sikong Canxue and was being plotted against silently, she felt a hint of uneasiness in her heart.

As a killer, her intuition has always been extremely accurate.

In this case, she must keep the young master away from the danger that is likely to approach.

Hearing this, Yan Yunqi nodded, "Yeah."

At this moment, he naturally also felt the undercurrents in the Minxi royal family.

As a person from another country and one that has nothing to do with him, he naturally does not want to be involved in the vortex of conspiracy and intrigue for no reason.

After a pause, he said, "It's not difficult to remove the strong effect of the wine. Perhaps we can set off back the day after tomorrow."

Knowing that the young master was powerful, Ming Yu said happily: "Then I will prepare and leave the day after tomorrow."

"it is good."

The night was quiet and silent.

The morning light shines through the window lattices, and the morning glow illuminates the blue sky, like a gorgeous painting. The morning air is fresh and pleasant, and the fragrance of flowers fills the air, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Yan Yunqi had a good sleep last night. With Keshu's help, he quickly washed up and went to the outer room. The three of them had breakfast together.

Normally, except under extremely difficult conditions, Ming Yu, as a subordinate, should not have eaten at the same table with the young master. But after spending so much time together, she realized that the young master really didn't care much about these so-called master-servant etiquette in private.

And under his strong request, I went from being uncomfortable at first to getting used to it now.

To be honest, Mingyu had only experienced this kind of equal treatment from her master, and now the young master was the same. He treated them as if they were not just servants, but like... like friends and family.

How important and lucky this is for a little beggar who didn't know who he was and had no thoughts since childhood!

She still remembers that many years ago, in a remote and dilapidated street, a ten-year-old girl, ragged and skinny from hunger, was tremblingly holding a bitten steamed bun in her arms. There was even dust on it, and it was obvious that someone had eaten it but thought it was not tasty and threw it away.

But the little girl held it tightly in her arms carefully and cherishingly, because it was the only food that could fill her stomach, and she had not eaten for many days.

She held the steamed bun tightly, as if holding on to hope.

Although she had few memories and didn't know why she should live if life was so difficult, she just stubbornly wanted to live.

So she hid in a corner, took out the steamed bun and was about to eat it.

Just as she was enjoying the joy brought by the "delicious food", a few older beggars suddenly appeared, saw the steamed bun in her hand, rushed over in an instant, quickly snatched the bun from her hand and were about to share it.

The little girl was weak and thin, so she naturally couldn't snatch the food from them, but that was her only food in many days, and she was unwilling to give it up.

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt courage coming from nowhere and rushed towards those people without hesitation, waving her fists desperately, trying to take back her steamed bun with a ferocious expression.

When the men saw how ferocious she was, they were shocked at first, but after all, they were outnumbered, so they sneered and swung their fists at the little girl, punching and kicking her without mercy.

Eventually they were outnumbered, and the skinny, younger-than-they-were-all-they-could-only-lay-on-the-ground, staring unwillingly at the endless sky, feeling their lives slowly slipping away.

Because she had no strength left, it was difficult for her to even move.

In that case, she thought, let it be!

Anyway, there is nothing worth remembering in this world.

Just when he was about to die, a little girl with a delicate face appeared. Her eyes were full of cruelty. She picked up a stone on the ground and without saying a word, she went forward and smashed it at the beggars who had snatched her steamed buns.

Her techniques were nimble and her movements were ruthless. She looked like a little wild beast, with a ferocious and cold expression.

Those people were injured by her and couldn't even fight back. They were especially frightened by her ruthless appearance. In the end, some of them covered the bleeding places where they were hit by stones and ran away in fear.

The little man looked coldly at the group of people running away, and slowly walked in front of him.

She couldn't move, just looked at the little girl calmly. There was no fear in her eyes, no excitement because the person who hurt her was beaten away, only endless deathly silence.

After a while, the little girl spoke up, "Do you still want to live?"

She was stunned. What?

"Do you still want to live?" The voice was childish but cold.

"Alive?" Hearing this word, her eyes still subconsciously lit up, but thinking of her own situation, she smiled miserably, "I'm dying..."

"What if you can't die? Do you want to live?"

If you can't die...

Of course she wants to live!

So she didn't consider how a child younger than herself could have the confidence to survive, and just nodded vigorously, "Of course I want to."

That childish but cold voice sounded again, with a hint of unquestionableness, "I can let you live, and even let you have a good meal every day, and you, from now on, will only listen to me."

Between freedom and life, she naturally chose life without hesitation.

Besides, as a beggar, how can he have the right to talk about freedom in this cannibalistic world?

At that time, she didn't know what the little girl wanted her to do. She didn't expect that she was being trained to be a killer.

However, she was fearless.

She gladly accepted the opportunity to strengthen her own strength, have a full meal every day, and even eat delicacies that she had never dared to dream of before.

At that time, she just thought she was a tool, a tool to kill people for the little girl.

But as he grew stronger, he stood out from the countless killers and came to the little girl.

She then realized that the little girl’s training was more intense and cruel.

Slowly approaching her, they went through wind and rain together, hovering between life and death, each time with wounds left. Gradually, when they were fighting, they could actually turn their backs to each other without worry. She clearly felt that their relationship seemed to have changed.

At that time, she had a very strong subordinate by her side. They gradually became familiar with each other. While chatting, she said that her master had already treated her as one of his own.

She didn't understand, what is one's own people?

The man said, you can understand it as family!

Family...?

What family means is that you have ties in this world, right?

Because of this thought, her heart was filled with ecstasy, and she secretly vowed that she would follow her forever.

Even though she didn't know who she was and why everyone was so respectful to her and only respected her, she still kept moving forward towards a stronger goal.

Then, she naturally did not dare to stop, she wanted to catch up with that person.

.......Later, she learned the identity of that person.

——Princess, what a noble identity!