"No one - no one will come!"

There was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door. Before we arrived, we heard Feng Yi's angry voice.

"Shh."

Cao An and ya'er turn their heads and see Feng Yi rush in with sweat. They rush in and block people at the door.

"Don't make a noise. The young master is putting a silver needle into his master. Don't disturb him!"

Cao An lowered his voice and explained to Feng Yi. Before he could wait for the other side to open his mouth, he asked again in a flurry.

"What do you mean nobody's coming? What about the fat monk in the prison? Don't you have to follow us all the time? Now the master is in trouble. What about others? Dead? "

Speaking of this, Feng Yi is full of fire.

He almost ran all over lingjue temple in a hurry. Not to mention that the prison monk couldn't find anyone, he just wanted to find some people in charge to talk about the accident of the emperor's eldest grandson. They were all hidden behind closed doors.

Let alone looking for someone, he never saw two people!

"Those bastards, they all wish their master died here, and no one would show up!"

Cao An's face was blue and purple. He was angry and unyielding for Baili Jingqi.

But now a few people are powerless and powerless. Even if they are wronged, there is no place to make a public statement. Cao An's teeth are clucking angrily, but he has nothing to do.

"So... What should we do now?"

He had no idea completely. Looking at Feng Yi, he clenched his fists and his forehead was full of blue veins. It was obvious that he was also suppressing his anger and had nowhere to vent his anger.

"What's the matter with the master now? What's the meaning of that young master's pricking silver needles for the master? What's he doing?"

Feng Yi cushioned his feet and looked inside. He pushed Cao an away and wanted to stop him.

The master is the eldest son of the emperor. How can anyone touch him?

"You wait!"

Cao An saw that Feng Yi meant to go forward and destroy him. He grabbed his arm in a hurry and comforted him.

"That young man looks like he's a bit of a doctor. Now we can't find anyone else to help us. If we don't let him interfere, why don't we just look at the master like this..."

The rest of the words are not taboo. If they are said in the palace, they will be beheaded.

Cao An didn't say that he was not afraid that someone would cut his head at this time. He was afraid that what he said was unlucky, which really made his master have something good or bad.

"But"

Feng Yi is still not willing to trust Lin Yunxi, but what Cao An said is also true.

He had just run a whole circle of lingjue Temple by himself, but he couldn't find half a person willing to come and have a look. If he just put Baili Jingqi, no matter how painful the master was, he could see what happened. Who can take the responsibility?

Turning his head and staring at ya'er, who was full of breath and did not speak, Feng Yi's face showed a fierce expression.

"Your childe is so young, can he be a doctor?"

Ya'er, who had been wronged at Lin Yunxi's place, heard that someone dared to question her medical skills. Ya'er was instantly inspired to be proud of the past. She widened her eyes and glared back.

"Our young master is very powerful! How many people with only one breath were stabbed with silver needles by our young master, and they all survived. What's the matter with you? "

Exaggeration of the show off, ya'er toward the sky skillfully turned a white eye, disdain to Feng Yi and innocent Cao An swept a glance, said: "don't believe our childe's words, you have the ability to find someone else!"