good night warlord

Gu Qingyi raised her small face and widened her eyes, her starry eyes were full of grievances, he was only wearing a shirt now, his suit must have been left in Gong Yimian's room, it was really a coincidence that she came:
"You mean, I shouldn't have come?"

During the war, Yan held her shoulders, watching her get angry, and his heart shivered.

This place is different from the Zhanyuan in Hancheng. Everyone in this castle is the confidant of Zhan Shifeng and his mother Murongli. The danger of her coming here will only increase exponentially:

"You really shouldn't be here."

Gu Qingyi broke away from the hand that was holding her, and took a step back:
"If I don't come today, will you not return to Tianxi today?"

"Yi Bao'er, please be reasonable, when did I say I won't go back?

I said I would pick you up later, but I didn't expect your celebration banquet to end so early, why didn't you call me? "

He still had the nerve to talk on the phone, Gu Qingyi sneered, she didn't know if she was laughing at his great acting skills, or she was laughing at herself that she had always believed in him before and refused to use the location tracking system, if she didn't have that phone call, she would definitely not be here today to use it:

"Yeah, why didn't I call you? Why didn't you think it was you?"

She dropped this sentence and left without looking back.

She was always holding on to Gong Yimian's nonsense in her heart, that's why she said that she would stay overnight tonight, but he didn't want her here so much, he didn't welcome her, so why should she share the same bed with him here?

But the tears just fell down without disappointment.

During the war, Yan looked at her leaving back and moved, only to find that he didn't bring his mobile phone with him at all.

He remembered, when he was greeting his mother in the room, Gong Yimian accidentally hit him with water, it was too wet, but Butler Huang said that he could take it to dry, and then he took off his suit...

Seeing the little girl walking towards the gate, stubbornly refusing to turn back, he deeply realized that maybe he just felt that she didn't trust her enough because there was something he didn't know.

He turned and went upstairs quickly:

"Butler Huang, where's my suit?"

Butler Huang stared at the servants cleaning up the house in the corridor, his face froze when he heard the words, he lowered his head and said:

"I happened to run into Miss Gong when I was drying it and was about to send it to you. Miss Gong said that I would bring it to you..."

A cold light appeared in Yan's eyes during the war:
"So, my suit is in Gong Yimian's hands?"

Butler Huang, under the pressure of a strong aura, couldn't lift his head up, wishing to lower his head into the dust:
"……probably."

Hearing such an answer, what did Yan at the time of the war not understand?

Yi Baoer must have called him, but it was Gong Yimian who answered the phone, what Gong Yimian would say during the war could be guessed by Yan Yan without asking, otherwise, Yi Baoer would not have run away so late To come to the Battle Garden, especially, to enter by sneaking over the wall.

Did Yi Baoer feel that if the guards were to make a formal notification, others would definitely be alarmed.

She was such a proud person, it took so much courage to decide to sneak in.

During the war, Yan Chao took two steps closer to Butler Huang, and as soon as he raised his hand, he pressed his big palm on Butler Huang's shoulder. His low voice did not fluctuate much, but it carried a shocking force, bending heavily Butler Huang's back:

"Okay, very good, Butler Huang, you are really good at handling things."

Butler Huang felt a huge pain in his shoulder. He felt that his bones were about to break, but the fact was that he heard a cracking sound from his bones.

"Hiss..." Butler Huang gasped, his entire left shoulder drooping weakly.

Huang Butler's face turned pale from pain and his lips trembled when his arm was broken and dislocated:

"...Second...Second Young Master, I will never make any claims in the future, please be merciful, I still need to take care of the daily life of my wife and the Eldest Young Master, the old man also needs to serve, Second Young Master?"

Butler Huang's words clearly sounded like begging for mercy, but the real content was to bring out these three people to suppress Zhan Shiyan.

The man snorted coldly:
"Do you think you can't transfer after the Zhan family leaves? Butler Huang, you should understand your own identity, even if you are a butler, you are just a servant."

"Yes, yes, I must remember my duty, and I beg the second young master to forgive me."

Yan had already taught him a lesson during the war, but he still thought of Yi Baoer who left stubbornly, so he turned and walked towards Gong Yimian's room.

Gong Yimian heard the sound of knocking on the door, and as soon as she turned the doorknob, the door of the room was pushed open by a great force. Gong Yimian was almost pushed to the wall by this force. She looked at the man who walked in with a cold face. man:
"Brother Yan?"

During the war, Yan ignored her, and saw at a glance that the meticulously dressed suit was being spread on Gong Yimian's bed.

He strode over, picked up his suit, and quickly took out his cell phone.

Pressed the screen, the phone did not respond, and it was turned off.

"Brother Yan, why are you so angry? I'm about to deliver your suit to you, you just need to tell me, why did you come to my room in person.

If my cousin sees you when you come here, she will misunderstand again. "

At the end of Gong Yimian's talk, there was a touch of shyness on her face, as if she was afraid that others would not think too much about it.

But what she didn't know was that Gu Qingyi had already left and was not here at all.

During the war, Yan held the phone in one hand and his suit in the other, walked up to Gong Yimian, and asked coldly:

"Let me ask you, why is my phone turned off?"

Gong Yimian was slightly surprised:
"Brother Yan, is your phone turned off? Is it out of battery? I'll ask Butler Huang to bring you a charger."

Before Gong Yimian turned off his phone, he processed the call records in it, and she had completely deleted that call, so she was not afraid of wartime inspections at all.

During the war, Yan looked at her confident and innocent face, narrowed her cold eyes dangerously, and approached Gong Yimian, her voice seemed to be frozen:

"Gong Yimian, you'd better tell the truth, did you touch my phone tonight?"

Gong Yimian leaned her back against the wall, trembling in her heart, although Yan was icy during the war, but for Murongli's sake, she still kept a bit of gentleness and dignity, so she wouldn't embarrass her.

But now, this man's cold voice and cold eyes are warning her that if he tells a lie, he will definitely make her look good.

Even, there will be life-threatening.

Gong Yimian was never forced to ask such questions before, her voice trembled unconsciously:
"No...no? Brother Yan, even if I touch your phone, it's not a big deal, I'm your cousin..."

During the war, Yan coldly interrupted her argument:

"Gong Yimian, according to the normal blood relationship, I have nothing to do with you.

Remember, don't touch my things, and keep a respectful distance from my people. "