Outside the courtyard were four dragon guards, standing there like a javelin, solemn and without any expression, nothing could be seen from their faces.

Seeing Di Yuqi coming, one of them asked routinely: "Who?"

Di Yuqi took a deep breath and suppressed her heartbeat: "I am the Young Master Di Yuqi of Luojia Mountain."

The four of them had a lit up slightly. Of course, the four of them had heard of Di Yuqi's name and bowed together: "Young Master Qiqi, please!"

Hua Qianye once instructed that if Di Yuqi arrives, she doesn’t have to report it and just invite her into it.

Di Yuqi's heart sank: "What? Don't you report it first?"

"No need to report, Young Master Qiqi invites you in, our Young Master is waiting for you." The four guards respectfully made a call to Di Yuqi.

Di Yuqi's heart skipped a beat, and the bad feeling was even heavier.

Could it be that he was already fainting, so he didn't need to report? Wait for her to see her for the last time?

Her legs were a little weak, and she raised her feet and walked inward.

Her feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't say anything heavy. She slowly walked into the courtyard and walked along the path paved with jade to the two tortoiseshell gates of the bedroom.

I listened but couldn't hear anything.

She suddenly remembered that Hua Qianye's bedroom had excellent sound insulation. Even if someone shouted in the room, no one would hear it outside the room.

If he is critically ill, there should be a dragon doctor in the bedroom, right?

No matter how nervous I feel, I still have to enter this door, and I still have to face what I should face...

Di Yuqi took a secret breath, calmed her mind, and reached out and pushed open the door. She finally saw the scenery inside clearly.

Facing the door is a screen with ink and water paintings. The towering green mountains are winding, with a grand and grand atmosphere. The brushwork is as free and easy as the wind. It is Hua Qianye’s own handwriting.

When Qiqi was a child, she saw him finish one of the paintings in one go, and hugged her and asked her to see them, asking her if they were good or not.

She was still young at that time and could not speak. In order to show her love for this painting, she specially stretched out her little paw and pressed it on it, leaving behind a plum blossom with a childlike charm...

As a result, Hua Qianye specially drew a sparse and slanted plum blossom under the little plum blossom she left, which also added a bright color to the ink and water landscape.

However, Di Yuqi did not pay attention to the screen. As soon as she opened the door, she heard some movement inside, as if several people were arguing...

Di Yuqi's heart suddenly sank again. The patient was most afraid of noisy. Now that his bedroom is so noisy, is it that he already?

Her face turned pale, her feet became soft, but she walked around the screen like a gust of wind: "Hua Qianye..."

The voice almost changed, with a slight trembling sharpness...
Chapter completed!