She lowered her head and said softly, "Our young lady did not visit the madam for her illness."

"Humph……"

Qian Jiao snorted again, just about to make another sarcastic remark, when Tang Mulian pulled her back.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

After hearing what Dai Lu said, Tang Mulian believed Ye Qingyou even more.

Previously, it was just a desperate measure.

Now she felt an intense sense of joy, and she believed in herself.

That's wonderful, the descendants of Qianjia have been saved.

Thinking of this, Tang Mulian's eyes welled up with tears, which streamed down her face.

"mother!"

Although Qianjiao felt a million times helpless towards Ye Qingyou, she didn't say a word.

Ye Qingyou hadn't called anyone in yet, so they couldn't go in and could only wait anxiously outside.

They were getting nervous waiting outside, but Ye Qingyou inside was also getting a little restless.

She sat on the stool, looking at Qian Lingye lying on the bed. His eyes were tightly closed, and he showed no sign of waking up.

Ye Qingyou looked at him and sighed helplessly again.

Please, bro, wake up already!

She was very hungry!

Thinking of being hungry, Ye Qingyou's gaze lingered on the table behind her.

The dragon and phoenix wedding candles burned continuously.

Under the candlelight, there were delicious-looking and fragrant pastries.

She looked at her hands, the ones she had just used to bleed Qian Lingye. Whether they were dirty or not was another matter; the main problem was that they were poisoned.

She was really hungry, and her gaze fell on the snacks on the table.

She buried her face directly in the ground and bit down on one of them.

They ate one, then ate another.

"Is this delicious?"

Suddenly, a voice rang in my ear.

Ye Qingyou was immediately taken aback.

She turned around, ignoring the slight heartbreak on her lips.

The night has broken in Qianling!?

It was expected that he would get up, after all, I had already used a talisman on him.

But he got up too quietly! I've practiced the Heavenly Sword Sect's internal energy cultivation method.

It's natural that she has sharp hearing and eyesight; she didn't hear any of those sounds.

It is obvious that he must know martial arts, and that his skills must be superior to his own.

A thousand-year-old tyrant? A playboy? Interesting!

“It was delicious!”

Ye Qingyou nodded slightly.

Qianlingye was about to reach for it with his hand, but when he touched the black blood on the ground, he clearly understood something.

At that moment, following Ye Qingyou's example, she buried her head in a plate and began to eat pastries.

When Ye Qingyou saw him get up and try to snatch the snacks from her, she immediately became displeased.

The snacks from this wealthy family were not only delicious, but also small and plentiful.

The amount on the plate was pitifully small and scarce.

Not to be outdone, Ye Qingyou bent down again and continued eating.

In no time, like a whirlwind, all the plates on the table were emptied.

A scene of utter chaos.

Qian Lingye took the wine pot, poured a cup of wine, and handed it to Ye Qingyou.

Ye Qingyou took it, tilted her head back, and drank it down.

Qianlingye poured himself a cup of wine, and the two of them sat down and drank the whole pot of wine.

"You saved me?"

Qian Lingye put down his wine glass and looked at Ye Qingyou.

"Yes, you don't really think it's a marriage to ward off bad luck, do you?"

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