Yan Xiaomo glanced at Song Ning'er, with a gentle smile on her face, and said, "Miss Song, can you step aside?"
Song Ning'er got up from the ground, no longer as arrogant as before, but she was still a little wary of Yan Xiaomo.
Yan Xiaomo asked her to leave, but she did not leave immediately.
She looked at Zhao Yun, as if she would leave only after Zhao Yun asked her to leave, but her eyes were full of not wanting to leave.
Before Zhao Yun could speak, Yan Xiaomo rushed in front of Zhao Yun and said, "There's nothing that Miss Song can't listen to.
Since Miss Song doesn't want to leave, let's stay here and listen."
"Xiao Mo, you said you don't like the palace, do you really want to go?"
Zhao Yun's hand on his side clenched into a fist.
He really didn't want Yan Xiaomo to enter the palace, but he didn't know how to keep him.
Yan Xiaomo laughed and said, "I don't like it, but I don't have anywhere else to go.
After all, I don't have a home."
Her meaning was already obvious, but she just didn't know if Zhao Yun could understand it.
"Dugu Mansion" Before Zhao Yun could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Xiaomo.
"My name is Yan Xiaomo.
Dugu Mansion has nothing to do with me.
Zilong, can you give me what I want?"
Yan Xiaomo looked at Zhao Yun seriously.
Zhao Yun's favorable impression of him was only seventy-five, maybe not that deep like him.
"It's getting late, Zilong, I'll leave first."
After saying this, Yan Xiaomo turned around and left.
Zhao Yun was about to chase after him, but was entangled by Song Ning'er.
"General, the young lady is ill."
Xiang Ling quickly caught Song Ning'er, who was shaking, and called out to Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun looked back at Song Ning'er who had fainted, with a trace of impatience flashing in his eyes.
He slowly closed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Since you have come to seek refuge, General Ben will not drive you away in order to repay the favor.
But you still have to abide by the rules of the General's Mansion.
If you have any problems, you can go to the manager.
If you have no problem, don't go to the general."
Did Song Ning'er really take him for a fool?
He didn't care at all whether Song Ning'er fainted or not.
He had seen the life and death of so many people on the battlefield, and he didn't care at all whether this woman lived or died.
All he cares about is Yan Xiaomo, and the only one he wants to protect is Yan Xiaomo.
The life or death of other women has nothing to do with him.
He took Song Ning'er in just to repay the debt he owed to his late father.
The so-called father's debt is repaid by his son.
But this does not mean that he will regard Song Ning'er as his benefactor.
He does not owe Song Ning'er anything.
After saying this, regardless of whether Song Ning'er fainted for real or fake, Zhao Yun turned around and left.
Yan Xiaomo got on the carriage with a serious look on her face.
"Master, aren't you happy?"
The little emperor held Xiaobai in his arms and looked at Yan Xiaomo's expression, and was careful when speaking.
Yan Xiaomo raised her hand and rubbed the little emperor's head.
Is her unhappiness that obvious?
"Master is a little tired and wants to take a nap."
Yan Xiaomo smiled softly, not caring that the regent was in the carriage, and fell asleep leaning against the wall of the carriage.
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Perhaps because he was a little tired, Yan Xiaomo fell asleep after a while.
The regent gave the young emperor a look.
The little emperor hugged Xiaobai and shook his head.
The regent's eyes flashed, and the little emperor was defeated.
Well, he was still afraid of his uncle.
The little emperor took Xiaobai out of the carriage, and one person and one dog got into the carriage behind. oshow7: