Space hoarding: Miracle doctor’s fat wife is not easy to mess with

But Zhao Xiyan just wanted to scare her.

Although his body's desire and his heart's longing were clamoring, he still protected Qi Yue very carefully.

The thunder was loud and the raindrops were light. After a while, Qi Yue was coaxed to sleep.

This night he didn't stay by Qi Yue's side as usual and sleep with her.

Seeing that she was sleeping deeply, he walked out of the room.

It was pouring rain outside, and lightning flashed continuously in the sky, which made people feel frightened.

There was a person standing behind the mist under the eaves.

This man was tall and tall, but he looked to be no more than thirty years old.

Wearing a quilt-colored monk's robe, with a bald head, and holding a black Zen staff in his left hand, he almost blended into the black night sky.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, the monk slowly looked back.

The moment their eyes met, the monk bowed slightly, raised his right hand and made a Buddhist salute.

"The Marquis is well, and the young monk is polite."

Zhao Xiyan was silent and did not say anything. He turned around and ordered Qingzhu and Hei Lie to guard the door.

"Keep an eye on her, don't make any mistakes."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

Qingzhu and Hei Lie both bowed in response.

With a "bang" sound, Zhao Xiyan opened the big black umbrella in his hand and walked slowly into the rain.

The monk did not hesitate and followed suit.

Two white shadows, one behind the other, quickly disappeared into the black rain curtain.

After a cup of tea, two white shadows appeared one after another in the black market secret room in the Gemei capital.

The secret room was underground, and when the door was closed, all sounds outside were immediately cut off.

Naturally, the conversation between the two will not be known to others.

But since entering the secret room, Zhao Xiyan has been as silent as when he came.

"Master Hou?!"

The monk finally shook his Zen staff uncontrollably.

"Yunzhu, you should know why I asked you to come, right?!"

Zhao Xiyan took away the luminous pearl in his hand, and in an instant the room was filled with light, clearly illuminating Yunzhu's handsome face.

"Master Marquis..." Yunzhu was silent, "I don't know, little monk, since I am the bodyguard of the Marquis, I should appear by his side when the Marquis is in trouble."

"What a guard!" Zhao Xiyan snorted coldly, flicking his sleeve to cover the luminous pearl in his hand.

Suddenly, all the light in the room disappeared, and both of them were hidden in the darkness.

"Didn't you say that you should stay away from the mortal world and never show up again?"

Yunzhu's arm holding the Zen staff tightened, and his voice sounded a little worried.

"For six years abroad, Yunzhu missed the Marquis all the time, but..."

"Just what?" Zhao Xiyan's voice was filled with the coldness of thousands of years of ice.

There was a "clang" sound.

The Zen staff fell to the ground, and Yunzhu seemed to have made up his mind. He knelt down on his knees in the darkness and bowed deeply to Zhao Xiyan.

"Master Hou, when Yunzhu left, he really had no choice but to forgive him. In the first few years, the young monk traveled around, thinking that after finding a way to cure Master Hou, he could return to Master Hou. ... Later, when I learned that the Marquis was exiled by the Hunjun, the young monk rushed thousands of miles to Longnan and heard that Miss Qi had a cure for the Marquis... The young monk thought, maybe this is God's will..."

"Humph!"

Hao Xiyan snorted coldly in the darkness, and instantly there were several more echoes in the secret room.

"The last resort?! God's will?"

His cold voice sounded like it was being struck on jade, with an ethereal sound that made it even more mysterious.

"Is that why you had to kill me in the first place?!"

"Master Hou! How do you know?" Yunzhu shouted and suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"How do I know? Huh?"

Zhao Xiyan retracted the sleeves of Ye Mingzhu, leaned over slightly, and looked at Yunzhu in front of him seriously.

The shiny bald head and a string of black jade-like Zen beads around his neck are made of the same material as the Zen staff beside him.

If he saw it correctly, this black thing was extremely heavy. The string hanging around his neck alone weighed more than ten kilograms.

But this Yunzhu still stood like a pine tree. Even if he was kneeling, it was as if there was nothing in his neck.

The aura emanating from his body was even more unfathomable.

Zhao Xiyan smiled slightly and his voice softened.

"Yunzhu, you have become much leaner in the past few years, and your kung fu has improved a lot!"

"Yunzhu doesn't dare," Yunzhu's expression condensed, "It's not as restrained as Marquis Yuan Ting Yue Chi!"

"Ha, you're even smart when you talk." Zhao Xiyan laughed again, stood up and walked to the other wall, shining the night pearl in his hand on a map on the wall.

"Yunzhu is telling the truth!"

"What a sincere statement!" Zhao Xiyan suddenly turned around, and the radiance of the night pearl hit Yunzhu's face, revealing a nervous face.

"In that case, let me tell you, did Huangfu Nan ask you to kill me back then?!"

Hearing this, Yunzhu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"How did the Marquis know?"

Zhao Xiyan snorted and did not answer the question.

His sharp eyes stared at Yunzhu, exerting overwhelming pressure.

"Tell me why Huangfunan did this!"

Yunzhu was stunned. Sweat molecules were pouring out from his bald head, and soon a thin layer of water beads formed on his bald head.

"Say." Zhao Xiyan's voice was ethereal and contained invisible pressure.

"Master Hou!"

"If you don't tell me, you won't see me again after today."

"Master Hou!" Yunzhu looked struggling, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

"Yunzhu really can't talk about this matter! Moreover, the world has changed and things are no longer what they used to be. I'm afraid his old man has forgotten this matter a long time ago. Why should the Marquis bother with this?!"

"Since you didn't say anything, let's just pretend today that you and I have never met!" Zhao Xiyan put the luminous pearl in his hand in front of the case, stood up and was about to leave.

"Master Hou!!" Yunzhu shouted.

Zhao Xiyan acted as if he didn't hear anything and went straight to open the door of the secret room.

"Master Hou!" Yunzhu hurriedly knelt forward for two steps, "Master Hou, let me tell you!"

The corners of Zhao Xiyan's lips curled up in the dark, and he slowly turned around.

"Think clearly and say it!"

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

"Get up." Zhao Xiyan stepped forward and helped Yunzhu up.

He knocked lightly on the desk three times, and immediately the door of the secret room opened. A small man in black came in and turned on the lights everywhere.

In an instant, the entire secret room was as bright as day.

The little man in black offered tea sets and other things before going out quietly.

The two sat opposite each other. Zhao Xi cooked a cup of tea in a smooth manner and put it in front of Yunzhu himself.

"Try it, this tea is good for you."

Yunzhu said "hmm", picked up the teacup and tasted it, and sighed comfortably.

“Really good tea!”

Zhao Xiyan glanced at him and refilled his glass again.

"Did you go to see him?"

"Yeah." Yunzhu squeezed the cup tightly.

"Did you fight?" Zhao Xiyan glanced at his shoulder.

"Yes." Yunzhu put down the cup in his hand and sighed, "Master Hou, he is so powerful, but he injured his arm in just fifty moves."

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Xiyan cautiously.

"Master Marquis, he has entered the realm of transformation. He can shake the world by himself. Even if we work together, we may not be able to defeat him."