LEGEND OF THE DEMON KING.
67.REDDENED FACE.
In the morning, sunlight enters the kitchen of the small courtyard.
Tan Yunchang's eyelids trembled as he opened his sleepy eyes. He looked around the kitchen and smiled sadly.
Last night, she was so tired after cooking that she fell asleep in the kitchen by herself.
Even if anyone knew this, no one would believe it.
A Qi Condensation cultivator was exhausting himself from cooking?
But the truth was that he was too tired that he would rather cultivate than cook.
When he woke up, he was frozen. Someone had worn a plain cover on him and his back was not leaning on a hard stove but on something soft instead.
Poking her lips, she turned her head only to see the sleeping Tan Wen Hong leaning against her.
And what made his back soft was his arm.
“Ah..”
Tan Yunchang was about to shout but he covered his mouth.
It never crossed his mind that Tan Wen Hong would spend the night with him here.
Blushed, Tan Yunchang scanned his face and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity. The pink lips of the young lady were getting closer to her face.
“Steward Tan Wen Hong, Young Miss ..”
A rude shout suddenly came from Captain Pang. Tan Wen Hong's eyelids trembled and nearly opened.
Tan Yunchang immediately put his head back on his shoulder and pretended to sleep motionless.
It was just that his red face betrayed him as if he had done something he was not supposed to do.
Tan Wen Hong opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and frowned when he saw Captain Pang enter, “Old Bang, what's the rush?”
“Eh, Brother Tan Wen Hong, Young Miss ..” Captain Pang pointed at Tan Yunchang in shock.
Tan Wen Hong turned to look at Tan Yunchang's red and shivering face. He touched his forehead, “It burned. Did he catch a cold?”
Shaking his head, though,
Last night, she wanted to bring Tan Yunchang back to her room, but fearing waking him up, she chose to keep him in the kitchen.
He didn't think sleep would cast a spell on him either.
“Pang Tua, say what you want to say. In the meantime, I will take this lady back to her room.”
Tan Wen Hong held Tan Yunchang, but Old Pang panicked, “Can't, Tan Wen Hong's brother.
Someone wanted to invite the young lady over for a chat. Someone we can't hurt.”
“What can't offend? He wouldn't leave even if the Shrouded Dragon Pavilion asked.”
Tan Wen Hong snapped, though,.
“Can't you see he's losing consciousness? She must be sick. Wait a minute and I'll go see that guest.”
“Huh, Tan Wen Hong's brother, Steward Tan Wen Hong, Young Miss should meet him directly. He bears the Imperial Golden Seal.” Captain Pang shouted.
Tan Wen Hong stopped.
Only the guards of the Imperial family had this seal. Even the leaders of the seven houses had to respond immediately or they would commit grave crimes.
The lightest punishment was death, while the toughest was dragging the entire clan along with him.
Of course, with the strength of the Seven Nobles Houses, the Imperial family would refrain from using such a method.
But that was not the case for a fallen clan like them.
Tan Wen Hong narrowed his eyes and thought about it, “Old Lady, tell her Young Miss is not well and she should come back tomorrow.”
“What?”
Captain Pang's heart surged in fear.
That man brought the Emperor's decree. If you do this, it's the same as saying you don't want to talk to him.
But Tan Wen Hong had already thought about it. Thinking back to last night, he guessed the one who called him was that fat guard.