I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

Xia Tianxue came over very quickly. She did not go to Yan Ping's main house, but went to Gou Yuze first.

Gou Yuze was boiling medicine, and the bitter smell filled their yard.

He was looking at the medicine and the documents at the same time.

When he saw Xia Tianxue coming over, he waved with a smile.

"Apprentice, come quickly."

When Xia Tianxue saw his smile, she immediately became alert.

"doing what?"

Gou Yuze kindly handed the document and pen in his hand to Xia Tianxue, "The people in the sect asked me how many people and weapons should be deployed for the patrol team on the seashore."

"You gave this order, so you handle it."

Xia Tianxue: “…”

She resigned herself to picking up the document and began to review it, during which she even took time out to ask a few questions.

"How is Yan Ping now? When will he wake up?"

Gou Yuze opened the lid of the medicine jar, took a look, and spoke casually.

"I don't know. It depends on him."

Xia Tianxue paused for a moment, a trace of sadness appeared on her face. In front of Gou Yuze, she was too lazy to hide her emotions.

"News came from the Cape that a huge crack had appeared in a corner near the Wuwang Sea. It had connected the front and back of the Wuwang Sea and formed an isolated island."

Gou Yuze paused and looked at Xia Tianxue.

Xia Tianxue looked anxious, "Master, he hasn't woken up yet, why don't you go check on him for me?"

Gou Yuze patted Xia Tianxue's shoulder sincerely and said, "Good disciple, the Demon Realm is not your home. Why are you working so diligently to protect his home?"

Xia Tianxue glanced at Wen Fenglai in the room. Through the window, she could see him carving something at his desk.

Seeing her like this, Gou Yuze felt a little annoyed, "Disciple, this kind of idiot is boring, why do you like him? I will find you the same type, I guarantee it will be better than him."

Xia Tianxue snorted softly. She didn't know what she liked about this guy. He was neither considerate nor tactful. Maybe she just liked his stupidity.

She avoided the topic, stuffed the document into Gou Yuze's hand, and started to act coquettishly towards him.

"Master, can you help me?"

Gou Yuze felt dizzy from her shaking and could only speak helplessly.

"Help, help."

Just as they were talking, a figure floated in from outside the yard like a ghost.

Gou Yuze turned his head and saw Ji Heyu, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"How did you come?"

Ji Heyu turned around and looked at them, saying softly.

"Come to jail."

The only person who could concern Ji and Yu was Yan Ping.

Gou Yuze was immediately happy. He turned his head to look at Xia Tianxue and started to chase people away.

"Looks like I don't need your help."

"Every wrong has its perpetrator, go find him."

……

Wen Ye began to pack his luggage in silence.

Yan Ping was standing nearby, and his previous aura of keeping people at a distance had disappeared without a trace.

Instead, he felt a headache and looked at Wen Ye who had his back to him.

"You are in a bad condition. It is very dangerous to go to the Cape. I think it is safer for you to stay in Xueming Palace."

At least when he gets sick, Gou Yuze is there to watch over him, and there is also his nominal Taoist partner who can draw calming talismans and help Shen Pingan control the disease.

Wen Ye didn't say anything.

The more Yan Ping looked at it, the more headache he had. He simply raised his hand and threw the warm bell in his hand, hitting Wen Ye lightly.

"say."

Wen Ye paused, put down the cloak he was folding, bent down to pick up the warm bell, revealing the smooth lines of his waist and back.

He walked to Yan Ping's side, his dark eyes like a calm deep pool. He half squatted down and put the warm bell back into Yan Ping's hand.

"Senior, aren't you going to help me get rid of my spiritual consciousness? If I don't follow you, how can you help me?"

When Wen Ye said this, his eyes were fixed on Yan Ping's. His eyes were calm, but deep in them, it seemed as if something was surging.

Yan Ping leaned back in his chair, looking at Wen Ye's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

He felt like he was not raising a person, but something fragile.

Not only is he prone to getting sick, he's also a bit clingy.

"Otherwise, Senior, please stay with me in Xueming Palace, and let others check the Cape."

Wen Ye did not give up and continued to persuade.

Yan Ping didn't say anything, his eyes half lowered and he no longer looked at Wen Ye.

Wen Ye looked at his current appearance and sighed, "And you said that you can't get close to the Wuwang Sea."

Yan Ping only looked up at him at this time and raised his eyebrows, "Did I say that?"

Wen Ye nodded.

Yan Ping didn't remember this incident at all, and even if he said it, it wouldn't work. He denied it straightforwardly.

"I never said that."

Wen Ye: "..."

Wen Ye was choked by him for a moment, and simply buried his head in Yan Ping's lap, "Then I want to go with you."

Yan Ping: “…”

Yan Ping looked at the person crawling on his knees, with long black hair tied behind her, revealing her slender neck vaguely visible.

The warm feeling also came from my knees, and there was also the warmth that sprayed from his breath.

It's a bit strange.

Yan Ping moved his legs. "Come with me. What if I get sick?"

Wen Ye didn't even raise his head, "Call them to go together."

"Gou Yuze, Dan Qiusheng, if you hear the news, take all three of them, and that one."

When Wen Ye said this, he raised his head slightly and looked at Yan Ping, his dark eyes showing seriousness.

"Call Wen Ye along too. With them here, I'm sure nothing will happen to me."

"You are the Demon Lord, they are all your subordinates, and it is normal for them to obey your orders."

Yan Ping: “…”

Very good. He always traveled alone, but he finally kept someone to go out with him. The person was even more grand than him, and had a group of people following him.

Yan Ping looked into Wen Ye's eyes, raised his hand and patted his head lightly.

"Do you really want to go with me?"

Wen Ye raised his hand and grabbed Yan Ping's hand that had just patted his head, and said seriously, "Then can you not go?"

His warm palms warmed Yan Ping's cold hands, and their dark and blue eyes looked at each other, but no one spoke first.

Until there was another noise outside the yard.

"Xia Tianxue requests to see His Majesty."

Only then did Yan Ping look away.

"Come in."

He pulled his hand out of Shen Ping'an's palm and said, "Wen Ye can't do that. He has to stay in Xueming Palace."

After all, that person is his nominal Taoist partner, so he can just lock him up and keep him. It is not good to take him away just for one person.

Wen Ye said nothing and buried his head in Yan Ping's lap again.

When Xia Tianxue came into the room and saw their current posture, she blinked and handed over the documents in her hand politely.

"Your Majesty, this is news from the Cape."