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The Demon Soldier frowned. "What do you mean by delivering meals..."
Another Demon Soldier replied, "You're talking about Dongfang Yan, right? He got into a fight."
My expression changed, and I hurried back inside.
Murong Xue said with displeasure, "You went to find that fool again?"
I nodded.
Once back in the room, Murong Xue sarcastically remarked, "So, you've really fallen for a lowly slave?"
"Can't you see the situation we're in? You still have time for romance."
I calmly sipped my tea. "You don't understand; this is my beauty strategy."
Murong Xue laughed in anger. "Then take your time with your beauty strategy. Let's see if you can actually win him over as your guard."
"Just don't be surprised if Demon King Your Highness takes a liking to you; then you'll know what it means to cry."
I replied nonchalantly, "What if I told you that Dongfang Yan could help you contact the South Sea Dragon King?"
Murong Xue's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Of course it's true. I've observed him; every fifteenth of the month, Dongfang Yan goes out."
"He's going out to buy things for Demon King's Hall, but he stays out too long. There must be something suspicious going on."
Murong Xue was thrilled. "Then let's hurry and explain the situation to him so he can help me contact the South Sea Dragon King."
“Dongfang Yan is just a slave. If you give him some money, he’ll definitely be happy.”
I looked at Murong Xue with a half-smile. “Why should I help you contact the South Sea Dragon King?”
Murong Xue was taken aback. “Murong Yi, what do you mean?”
I chuckled softly. “What I mean is, once the deal is done, you need to buy Dongfang Yan’s freedom.”
“And no harm should come to him.”
Murong Xue nodded. “Alright, I promise you.”
The shadows on the steps were blocked, and I looked up to see Dongfang Yan.
He didn’t look at me; he walked past me without a word.
I lowered my head again until Dongfang Yan passed by once more.
“Dongfang Yan.” I called out to him.
He stopped and turned to walk towards me.
Only then did I notice the bruise on his leg.
“Come inside with me; I’ll apply some medicine for you.”
Without waiting for a response, I pulled him into the room.
I went to get the medicine box and could feel his gaze on me.
But when I looked up, he was staring at my feet.
I took out the medicine box and handed him a pair of shoes and socks.
"Take off your shoes and sit on the chair."
His feet were clean, but his ankles were swollen and bruised.
I dissolved the Black Gold Discontinuity Pill in water, applied it to his injuries, and began to massage.
He stiffened for a moment but quickly relaxed.
I didn't dare apply too much pressure, but the medicine took effect quickly, causing him to tense up in pain.
When I looked up at his expression, I noticed his ears had turned red.
I couldn't help but chuckle to myself.
"Is there anywhere else that hurts?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No."
Yet, his hand was covering his stomach.
I suddenly understood; this little tsundere was being contradictory.
"Lift your shirt, let me take a look."
"There's really nothing..." Before he could finish, he let out a muffled groan, clearly in pain.
Seizing the opportunity, I lifted his shirt, revealing tight abdominal muscles before my eyes.
I had no time to admire; his torso was covered in bruises, clearly from being kicked several times.
I poured some medicinal oil onto the bruises and began to gently rub it in.
Just then, the half-open door was pushed open.
Murong Xue stood at the entrance, staring at Dongfang Yan and me, her eyes wide with surprise.
She peered into the room and asked mysteriously, "What are you two... doing?"
"Nothing much," I pointed to the medicine box beside me. "Just applying some medicine."
Her face showed disappointment, as if she had hoped for something more between Dongfang Yan and me.
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