It seems to make my words more credible.

Finally, Joey raised his head, his bright big eyes were blinking, and he looked directly at Yan Tao: "Master Marshal, you can't just accuse a good person. What's the benefit of me doing this?"

"I just convey the meaning of Lord Yunkuo."

Yan Tao smiled softly: "Although the country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change."

Even if she lost her memory, she still hated her so much.

Yan Tao raised his hand slightly: "Who went to find Yunkuo, come out."

"Marcedes-Marcel, it's me."

A personal soldier walked in from outside.

Yan Tao: "Have you seen Yun Kuo?"

The personal soldier was stunned for a moment and bowed and said, "Mr. Marshal, you know that Lord Yunkuo's laboratory never allows outsiders to enter. I just informed this Miss Joey that she is Lord Yunkuo's assistant."

He thought it was the same as notifying Lord Yunkuo.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows lightly: "I'll let you notify Yunkuo."

The tone is plain, but it has its own pressure.

A layer of sweat emerged from the forehead of the personal soldier. He instantly understood what Yan Tao meant and knelt on the ground with a bang. "It was his subordinate's mistake. The subordinate immediately informed Lord Yunkuo and then received the punishment."

Joey never thought of it.

With just one sentence, Yan Tao actually guessed all the truth directly.

Her eyes suddenly became scared when she looked at Yan Tao.

This man is so terrible.

Yan Tao didn't even look at Joey's words: "Butler."

The butler lowered his head, took the potion bottle from Joey, and took Joey down.

Joey frowned and threw away the butler's hand that held her arm: "What do you want to do to me? I did nothing!"

Young Master Yan frowned with picturesque eyebrows and was already a little impatient.

The butler caught a glimpse of the expression of the head of the family and immediately used energy to tie Joey up, covering her mouth and dragging her out.

"Miss Joey, you are Lord Yunkuo's assistant. The head of the family will not treat you anything, you just punish it according to the rules."

The butler said lightly.

"Okay, stop crying."

Young Master Yan spoke Liangliang, and at the same time reached out to pat on Xingyun's quilt, "Yunkuo's mouth will not say such words."

Yunkuo doesn't hate Nebula.

He is just alienated.

Nebula wiped away the tears from his eyes and continued to hold the quilt, but did not turn around.

Not long.

Yun Kuo walked over. He was still blue and black at the moment, looking at his face full of fatigue.

When he entered the door, only Yan Tao was left in the room.

"What's going on?"

Yun broad eyebrows were as bright as the distant mountains, and his eyes were filled with a faint worry.

Yan Tao leaned lazily against the door and said to him, "You'll know if you go and take a look?"

Yun Kuo's handsome face was faintly on his face, and he stood beside the bed.

A wave of chill that seemed to be there and there was nothing came from the girl.

Even if you are separated by a thick quilt, you can clearly sense it.

"Your Highness Princess, please come over and let me see it?"

Nebula curled up in a vague sense, and heard the man's warm voice, his ears moved.

But still didn't move.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to move, but she really has no strength.

Yunkuo bent down, lifted the quilt that blocked the girl, and put his finger on her forehead.

Tentacles are biting cold.

Yun Kuo pulled his hand back, "Xiao Tao, come here to help, help me pick her up."

Yan Tao gently stroked his chin: "Well, I'm a little hungry."
Chapter completed!