"The entourage informed me to prepare breakfast for the Holy Lord." Amy placed the freshly cooked porridge on the table beside the bed, then helped herself to sit up calmly, put two pillows behind her, and said guiltily, "Little

Be good, I have to prepare breakfast for Holy Lord, I can’t feed you porridge anymore, please be careful and eat slowly, don’t burn it.”

"I know, thank you." Calmly nodded.

Amy changed her clothes and was about to leave. When she walked to the door, she turned around again and said meaningfully to An Jingyi: "My dear, don't think too much. Recuperate well. If you have anything to do, wait until you recover."

After saying that, she left.

Calmly looked at the door, recalling this sentence. On the surface, it sounded normal, but for some reason, she always felt that there was something in Amy's words.

…

Amy pushed the prepared Chinese breakfast outside Ye Xuetong's room and knocked on the door gently: "Holy Lord, breakfast is ready."

"Come in." Yexuetong ordered coldly.

The maid opened the door, Amy pushed the breakfast cart and walked in. Ye Xuetong was wearing a nightgown and sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. His hair was still wet, which showed that he had not slept at all. He was holding a tall wine glass in his hand.

The wine bottle in front of me was half empty, and the room smelled of mellow wine.

"Holy Lord, you are bitten by poison and cannot drink. You must cherish your body." Amy placed breakfast on the dining table.

"How is she?" Ye Xue Tong asked calmly.

Amy was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Xiao Guai is fine. I just made breakfast for her and sent it to her."

Ye Xue Tong didn't say anything, drank all the wine in the glass, and poured himself another half glass of wine.

Amy knew it was time to retreat, so she bent down to salute him and prepared to leave.

Ye Xue Tong suddenly said: "Let her stay at your place for the next few days."

"Yes." Amy accepted the order respectfully, "Does the Holy Master have any other instructions?"

"give her……"

"Dong dong——"

Ye Xuetong's words were interrupted by a knock on the door, and Gong Ling'er's urgent voice came: "Holy Lord, I have something important to report."

"Come in!" Ye Xuetong responded and raised his hand to Amy, signaling her to retreat.

Amy said nothing more, lowered her head and left. Gong Ling'er hurriedly walked in. Amy saluted her, but Gong Ling'er ignored her and anxiously said to Ye Xue Tong: "Holy Lord, Duan Xuan is injured!

"

"Injured?" Yexuetong looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"It turns out that the mission given to him by the priest was to assassinate Leng Yihan. During the action, he was shot and wounded by Yan Qi, Leng Yihan's right-hand man..."

Amy didn't dare to stay in the room, so she didn't hear what was said behind her. However, when she walked out of the room, the corners of her lips curved slightly, as if she was happy for something!

…

In the room, Gong Ling'er continued: "He has been evacuated to a safe place and his life is not in danger for the time being. I heard from Black Bear that when the priest heard the news, not only did he not comfort him, he also called him and scolded him.

Duan Xuan... lost his temper for the first time in his history, overturned the coffee table and hung up the communicator."

Ye Xuetong lowered his eyes and said nothing. For some reason, he suddenly remembered what Ye Aofeng said: "No one can endure that kind of humiliation. If the priest treats him like that, he will one day turn against him."

Xuan doesn't seem to be very capable now, but he is actually hiding his strength. His scheming is definitely not inferior to yours or mine, and you must guard against him."

"Holy Lord, Holy Lord..." Gong Ling'er's soft call interrupted Ye Xuetong's thoughts. He raised his eyes and looked at her, "Is there anything else?"

Gong Ling'er was stunned and said in astonishment: "Why didn't you react at all?"

"I have no control over their father and son's affairs, and I don't want to." Ye Xuetong said calmly, "Since Xuan's life is not in danger, there is nothing I can do to help him."

Gong Ling'er frowned and murmured softly: "If you had completed the task earlier, Xuan wouldn't have to take this risk."

"Are you blaming me?" Yexuetong raised his eyebrows and stared at her coldly.

"How dare I?" Gong Ling'er carefully observed his expression and begged sweetly, "Brother Xuetong, my sister is still locked up in the dungeon of the headquarters. The extra day she is locked up will mean she will suffer another day of torture. You should kill Leng earlier.

Yihan, please rescue your sister, okay?"

Ye Xuetong frowned slightly and said nothing.

"You have also seen that even if you don't take action, the priest will send someone else to take action." Gong Ling'er urged anxiously, "Now that Duan Xuan has failed, the next one should be Bei Ye. Bei Ye is ruthless and has a high chance of success. When the time comes,

He killed Leng Yihan, and the credit will go to him. Not only will your majesty be damaged, but you will also miss the opportunity to save your sister..."

"I have my own sense of propriety, I don't need you to teach me." Ye Xuetong suddenly shouted, "Back off!!!"

Gong Ling'er shuddered, glanced at him timidly, bit her lower lip, and said boldly: "If my guess is correct, the priest will contact you soon and order you to carry out the execution again.

Mission, do you want to resist him again? If he really angers him, he may issue an order and send people to capture Ling Yi, and then..."

Gong Ling'er paused and finished the rest of the words in a very soft voice, "I'm afraid she will really be forced to be a comfort girl!"

"Unbridled!" Ye Xuetong shouted angrily and threw the wine glass in his hand. The wine glass brushed Gong Ling'er's hair and fell on the wall behind her. Tiny glass fragments splashed sharply on her body.

She shuddered and looked at him in panic. He stared at her coldly, murderous intent suddenly appearing in his eyes.

Gong Ling'er hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him again.

"Go away—" Yexuetong ordered through gritted teeth.

Gong Ling'er didn't dare to express her anger. She saluted him, turned around and left. When she put her hand on the doorknob, Ye Xuetong's watch vibrated.

…

The door was closed, and Ye Xuetong answered the phone. The priest's majestic voice came from the other end of the communicator: "Xuetong, you should know about Duan Xuan, right? I had expected that he would fail, and I have always treated him with dignity.

People who are hopeless and useless are worse than trash!!!"

"That's your son, you are too unkind." Ye Xue Tong's tone was cold, and he was the only one who dared to say that to the priest.

"Bloodline doesn't mean anything. This bastard was just an accident." The priest said coldly, "But you are different, Xue Tong. Although you are not my bloodline, in my heart, you are my biological son."

"Why?" Ye Xuetong asked this question many times since he was a child. Sometimes he himself didn't understand why the priest was so good to him but so bad to his biological son Duanxuan.

"Haha, the relationship between father and son cannot be explained clearly in a few words..." The answer given by the priest was the same as usual, accompanied by a loving laughter, which sounded particularly gentle, but Ye Xue Tong was not moved at all, nor did he say anything.

Ask.

"Xue Tong, I heard that you met Feng Ying. You should know his current achievements, right?" The priest said meaningfully, "He has now become the CEO of the Chu Group in the United States, and he has also founded a company of his own.

Huge group, I'm really happy for him. You are good brothers, but in terms of scheming and profit, you should really learn from him. He will never let women affect his decision-making. The eldest lady of the Chu family loves him so much, but he still

Everything is business-like, just do whatever you want, and there is no ambiguity in terms of interests. But you... are so simple!!!"

"Just say what you want to say." Ye Xue Tong never liked others to talk in circles with him. The priest even knew that he had met Ye Aofeng. It was obvious that the priest had always been in control of his whereabouts, and he must also know that he and Ling Yizhi

It's just a matter of time, it's just not stated clearly.

"I won't repeat the seriousness of the matter. Ling'er should have advised you, and you know it in your heart. Now I just want your word!" The priest asked decisively, "To kill, or not to kill??"

Ye Xue Tong remained silent...

The priest added; "If you kill, I will capture it within three days; if you don't kill, I will send Beiye to execute it. Although Beiye was injured by you, I still have confidence in him, and I believe he will definitely complete this task."

, if he kills Leng Yihan, then the credit will go to him. You are still one task away from our agreement, and the last task will have to wait until the year of the monkey, maybe one year, maybe two years, maybe ten years

, but don’t worry, I will ask people to take good care of Yu’er and let her continue to wait for you in the prison..."

Ye Xuetong closed his eyes tightly. The priest's words hit the nail on the head. There are only a handful of tasks that An Ye can let him take over. If he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know how long it will take to rescue Gong Yu'er...

"Which is more important, Yu'er's freedom or Calm Yi's feelings? I'll give you ten seconds to think about it!" The priest began to count down, "Ten, nine, eight, seven...three, two..."

When the count reached one, Ye Xuetong suddenly opened his eyes and answered decisively: "No killing!"

"You..." This answer was completely beyond the priest's surprise. He didn't expect Ye Xue Tong to make such a decision. How long had Ye Xue Tong and An Jing Yi just known each other? They could actually compare to their relationship with Gong Yu'er.

???

"Send Bei Ye." After Ye Xue Tong said this coldly, he hung up the communicator. Yesterday morning, Bei Ye broke into this room without permission, and An Jingyi even helped him cover up. Ye Xue Tong had long suspected that

Leng Ye Zhongji is hard to tell, so we just take this opportunity to find out.

**

After breakfast, Ye Xue Tong turned on the do-not-disturb system in the room and went to sleep. Even if something big happened, no one would dare to disturb him.

In the maid's room, Amy cleaned Calm Yi's body, reapplied medicine, and then made some light food for her. Calm Yi ate something and then lay on the bed to rest. Amy had nothing to do today and had been

Room with her.

An Jingyi was weak and didn't want to talk. Amy was also very quiet and didn't disturb her.

In the evening, Gong Ling'er came over to give Ling Yi an injection, and gave him a pack of topical medicine, and then left without saying a word during the whole process.

The day passed peacefully without any disturbance, but at night, Anjingyi had another nightmare. When he woke up, he couldn’t remember what he had dreamed about, but there was a deep sadness lingering in his heart, and there was something in the corner of his eye.

Sliding and itching...

**

The peaceful days passed for two days, and Anlianyi's health improved slightly. After breakfast on the third day, Amy helped her go for a walk in the garden. Before going out, Anlianyi specifically told her: "Don't go too far. Don't go too far."

Met that bt."

"Haha, okay, the backyard is more remote, and the Holy Master usually doesn't come here." Amy smiled and helped her toward the back door.
To be continued...