In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

Song Yingyue's heart tightened, and sweat broke out on her forehead. She then made a lotus shape with her hands and tapped her forehead three times.

She was shining with golden light, and the red aura that enveloped Princess Chen began to retreat and tumble under the shining of the golden light, as if it had met its nemesis.

As the crowd dispersed, the princess felt her head lighten. The heavy feeling she had originally felt dissipated a little, and she felt much clearer.

A look of relief appeared on her face and she let out a long sigh.

Seeing this, Zhao Yue hurriedly asked, "Sister Yingyue, what happened? Is my mother okay?"

Song Yingyue frowned and asked seriously, "Princess, don't worry. Did the princess go to any sacrifices or funerals in the past few days?"

Princess Chen was slightly stunned, and tried to recall, and slowly said: "I have never been involved in these things in the past few days..."

Song Yingyue frowned even more when she heard this. After thinking for a moment, she said, "I just cast a golden spell on the princess, which can delay her nightmare for three days."

"Please allow me to discuss the specific reasons and do my best to relieve your worries."

Princess Chen nodded slightly, looking tired but still with a glimmer of hope: "In that case, thank you very much."

Song Yingyue bowed again and said, "Don't worry, Princess. I will do my best."

Soon after, Song Yingyue gave a few more instructions and then left.

Zhaoyue didn't come out with them because she was still worried about her mother.

"Mother...Dad has been..."

Zhaoyue rarely lowered her eyes, and there was a hint of resentment and longing in her eyes.

"There are frequent border battles, and the affairs of the court are complicated and changeable. He can't be at home all the time. You have to understand..."

Princess Chen gently touched Zhaoyue's head, her eyes full of love.

Zhao Yue didn't say anything. She bit her lips tightly and turned her head away, tears gleaming in her eyes.

……

As soon as Song Yingyue left the inner room, other monster catchers rushed forward impatiently to inquire about the situation.

"Miss Song, do you have any clue about the princess' nightmare?" a slightly older-looking demon catcher asked anxiously.

Xie Zhili looked at Song Yingyue with concern, "Yingyue, are you okay?"

Song Yingyue looked solemn, "Brother, don't worry, I'm fine. What's entangled with the princess is a ghost energy. But I can't find the source."

"But I have cast a golden light spell on the princess to delay the nightmare for three days."

"Ghostly aura? Isn't that something that would only haunt you when you go to a cemetery?" another demon hunter who looked to be in his early twenties asked carefully.

Song Yingyue shook her head: "I have already asked the princess, and she has never been there."

When everyone heard this, they all showed confusion on their faces and started discussing among themselves.

There was only a young man with a high ponytail leaning against the mahogany pillar of the palace, holding a sword, with an indifferent look on his face, as if he had no interest in the topic being discussed by everyone.

In the afternoon sky, the clouds are floating gently like gauze. The sunlight tries hard to penetrate the clouds, casting patches of mottled light and shadows.

(I have been unconscious for too long... I am too hungry to get up... Help...)

Tong Huanyou's voice echoed in Yu Qingci's mind.

His figure paused, then he immediately turned and left.

Song Yingyue caught a glimpse of Yu Qingci's back and called out, "Aci, where are you going?"

However, Yu Qingci seemed not to have heard it. He did not even turn his head back, walked hurriedly, and his figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Song Yingyue and the others looked in the direction he left, confused and looking at each other.

……

On the stone corridor of the palace, Yu Qingci grabbed a maid on the road and asked coldly, "Where is the kitchen?"

The maid was frightened by his sudden action, her eyes were filled with fear, and she answered with a trembling voice: "Over there..."

"take me."

"it is good……"

After saying this, the maid hurriedly led the way, her steps hurried.

From time to time, he would steal a glance at Yu Qingci, who had a cold expression on his face, behind him, and felt frightened and uneasy.

When he arrived at the kitchen, the chefs in the palace were busy and were startled by his sudden intrusion.

"Who are you, you reckless person? Get out!" A fat cook was waving a big spoon, preparing to chase the person away.

But Yu Qingci just looked around and ignored his shouting.

He just raised his right hand, and the sword in his hand flew out, piercing a hen in the corner, causing blood to flow profusely.

With a fierce smile on his face, his voice was cold and unquestionable: "Can I borrow the kitchen for use?"

The cooks were so frightened by his aura that they dared not utter a word. They looked at each other, and no one dared to say a word.

"You...you can use it as you like."

……

Tong Huanyou, who was starving in the room, forced himself to stand up and put on his shoes.

I came to the table, poured myself a glass of water and drank it all, thinking it would fill my stomach, but after drinking the water, I felt even hungrier.

"Why did I wake up in the afternoon? No one would call me to eat at this time..." She muttered, frowning slightly.

"Sister Song is probably still busy investigating the source of the ghost energy and can't take care of me for the time being. I'd better go out and find food by myself. It's really terrible."

So, just as I was about to open the door and go out to find food.

As soon as my hand touched the bolt and opened the door, a dark figure came into my sight.

Yu Qingci was seen holding a wooden tray steadily in his hand, on which was a bowl of steaming chicken noodles.

The soup is rich and golden in color. The tender chicken pieces are neatly placed on the noodles, exuding an enticing aroma.

Tong Huanyou's gaze immediately moved from that handsome face to that bowl of noodles. Her eyes lit up immediately and her saliva almost flowed out.

Seeing her like this, Yu Qingci asked jokingly, "Youyou, are you not going to let me in, or are you not going to eat this bowl of noodles?"

"Please, please, please!" Tong Huanyou hurriedly turned sideways, waved his hand, and made a gesture of invitation, his eyes almost falling on the bowl of chicken noodles.

Upon hearing this, Yu Qingci walked in and placed the bowl of noodles on the table.

"You came at the right time~" Tong Huanyou jumped happily to the table and was about to start eating.

Yu Qingci suddenly flicked his fingers, and a ball of fire flew straight towards the chicken noodles, instantly wrapping them and burning them.

Tong Huanyou opened his eyes wide, then froze suddenly, the corners of his lips twitched twice, his eyes full of astonishment.

(What does this mean? Are you letting me eat it, or... not letting me eat it?)

Yu Qingci raised his eyebrows, half-supported his forehead, stared at Tong Huanyou, and asked in a calm tone, "Is it not to your liking?"

Tong Huanyou choked up and the smile on his face disappeared instantly.

After a while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "This noodle...it's on fire..."

(Are you planning to burn my mouth off? You have such a vicious heart!)

"Isn't this what you like to eat?" Yu Qingci frowned, his voice low and with a hint of displeasure.

"Who likes to eat something flaming...wait..."

Tong Huanyou suddenly realized.

"You...are not going to tell me...that this is turkey noodles?"