At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

Qiao Zhen was about to wash up, just stood up, and inadvertently looked down at Yan Jinlan, he was keenly aware of something strange, Yan Jinlan's eyes were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, which was a sign of his attack.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that Yan Jinlan needed to suck blood to control himself, but since he came, Yan Jinlan hadn't looked for those male favorites in the backyard for a long time.

But when he thought about it deeply, he felt that something was wrong. In the past, Yan Jinlan could last for at least half a year if he sucked his blood once, but how could it be so fast this time.

He bent down, put his hands on Yan Jinlan's shoulders, and called Yan Jinlan's name loudly.

Yan Jinlan looked at him in bewilderment, and the redness in his eyes seemed to have faded a bit.

Qiao Zhen stretched out her hand again, patted Yan Jinlan's face, and said, "Jinlan, look at me, wake up."

After a while, Yan Jinlan's pure eyes returned to normal.

He stared at Qiao Zhen for a long time before asking in a daze, "What happened to me just now?"

Now Yan Jinlan didn't know that he had that disease, so Qiao Zhen decided not to tell him yet, in case Yan Jinlan recovered one day, he would naturally know about it.

"It's nothing, let's go wash up and eat."

Yan Jinlan obviously didn't believe it, but Qiao Zhen refused to speak, but he had no choice but to follow Qiao Zhen to wash up sullenly.

When having breakfast, Yan Jinlan also poured the porridge spoonful by spoonful into his mouth without saying a word, and the atmosphere at the table became a little dull.

Although Qiao Zhen noticed this, he didn't open his mouth to break the silence. He was thinking about the previous incident. He spent countless first and fifteenth days with Yan Jinlan before, and he already knew the law of Yan Jinlan's seizures very well. Yep, Yan Jinlan's hair turned gray all of a sudden, and he had to rely on fresh everyone's blood every day to stop the attack, but his blood was obviously different to Yan Jinlan.

Therefore, he still couldn't figure it out. He had to discuss this matter with Yan Yi, maybe Yan Yi knew about it.

Qiao Zhen finished his breakfast quickly, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Yan Jinlan, there was still so much porridge in the bowl, the chopsticks hadn't been touched, and the buns hadn't been eaten.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold later, isn't it that after breakfast, there are still things to deal with."

It's just that, with Yan Jinlan's current state, she doesn't know if she can handle those things.

Yan Jinlan glanced at him, then simply put down her chopsticks, "I won't eat, I have no appetite."

Qiao Zhen raised her eyebrows slightly, hehe, is Yan Jinlan losing his temper?

He rested his chin with one hand, propped his elbows on the table, and stared at Yan Jinlan with burning eyes: "Jinlan, are you unhappy? Can you tell me why?"

You can't still be brooding over what happened in the morning.

Yan Jinlan pursed her lips and remained silent.

After the two stalemate for a while, Qiao Zhen was the first to compromise.

He picked up the warm bowl, scooped a spoonful and fed it into Yan Jinlan's mouth. Yan Jinlan didn't insist on it now, and opened her mouth obediently. Qiao Zhen was still thinking about how to pry Yan Jinlan's mouth open. This mouth, now it seems that he thinks too much.

After breakfast, some disciples came to clean up, and Yan Yi also walked in after the group of people. He glanced at the faces of the two of them, and then moved away casually.

"My lord, these are all problematic accounts, please take a look."

He put those account books on the small table in front.

Yan Jinlan frowned immediately, pouted and was about to refuse, Qiao Zhen quickly said: "Jinlan, let's take a look, if you don't see anything, it's the same to ask Yan Yi later."

He opened his mouth, and Yan Jinlan reluctantly moved over, sat down next to the young couple, and then looked at the account books seriously.

Qiao Zhen winked at Yan Yi, and the two turned around and left together.

After the two went out, Yan Jinlan behind him suddenly raised his head, looked at the backs of the two, and pouted his thin lips again.

Qiao Zhen and Yan Yi stood on the steps, with their hands behind their backs, looking at the blue sky in the distance.

Yan Yi took the lead and said, "Are you and the Lord..."

Qiao Zhen was confused: "What?"

Although Yan Yi was still looking forward, his earlobes were still quickly stained with red. Qiao Zhen was so surprised to see that his face was paralyzed and his face was even shy.

Yan Yi took a deep breath, and said quickly, "Have you done it?"

Qiao Zhen instantly understood what Yan Yi meant, and almost choked on her own saliva.

"No, why do you ask that?"

Yan Yi covered his lips with his fist and coughed twice to hide his inner embarrassment.

He stammered and said, "In the morning, I saw the lord standing beside him holding his bed sheet, so I guessed it."

Qiao Zhen couldn't help laughing. No wonder he thought Yan Yichen's eyes were too weird. It turned out that he had misunderstood Yan Jinlan.

He was about to explain a few sentences, when he heard Yan Yidao: "Honorable Master still doesn't understand anything, if you are sincere to His Holiness, then don't do anything to make him sad."

Qiao Zhen immediately said, "I won't make Jinlan sad." He once made an oath, and he would never break this oath for the rest of his life.

Yan Yi stared at him for a long while with a paralyzed face, and said solemnly: "You know that's not what I meant."

"Then what do you mean?" Qiao Zhen felt a little puzzled.

"What I mean is, in this world of thousands of flowers, you can no longer provoke other girls at will, and neither can men."

Qiao Zhen remembered the little things between him and Yan Jinlan. He used to be a straight man with a steel pipe, but what happened between him and Yan Jinlan did not feel disgusting or repulsive. When Yan Jinlan was at it, he didn't even have the slightest bit of anger left.

He remembered a saying he had heard in modern times before: If it bends in the end, it must be not straight enough.

Maybe he is the kind who is not straight enough.

"There will be no one else, I only need him in this life."

Yan nodded slightly: "Very well, then what do you want to tell me?"

Qiao Zhen glanced at the closed palace door, and said in a low voice: "I want to ask about Jinlan's illness. He obviously drank my blood last time. It is conservatively estimated that it will take more than a month, but just now he But there is a tendency to flare up."

Yan Yi was very indifferent to this: "Isn't the lord not having an attack now?"

"But he almost..."

"Young master Qiao, why don't you understand that whether the lord will have an attack or not is related to you. If there is any medicine in this world that can cure the lord, then the medicine must be you."

Qiao Zhen looked at Yan Yi's profile, speechless for a long time.

Is he Yan Jinlan's medicine?