On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

It was almost dawn when Yan Ruyu returned home.

Without caring about anything else, there was a small room in the yard that was temporarily empty. He went in and released the man in white from the space first.

He was still in the state of his consciousness entering the space, dazed and unresponsive.

Yan Ruyu was afraid that he was really stupid, so she whispered, "Can you hear me? It's safe now, you can come out."

The man did not respond. Huo Changhe then brought in the charcoal basin, and the room gradually became warmer.

Huo Changhe glanced at the man in white and said, "How about I go and prepare something to eat?"

"It's too late," Yan Ruyu said reluctantly, "I'll find something to eat later."

There is plenty of space to eat, but looking at the man in white, he looks like he has been tortured for a long time. I don’t know if his spleen and stomach can take it.

Huo Changhe patted Yan Ruyu's shoulder and said, "It's okay. I'll go to the big kitchen and see that they are often simmering soup on the fire."

Huo Changhe turned around and went out, closing the door gently.

The room was arranged again. There was a slight sound from the charcoal basin, and with a "pop", the fire lit up and then disappeared.

The man in white's eyelashes trembled.

Yan Ruyu was slightly happy: "You woke up? How do you feel?"

After waiting for a while, the man in white's eyes moved, with no expression on his face.

Yan Ruyu's heart sank. Could he really be stupid?

The man in white moved his lips slightly and uttered a vague syllable: "Where am I?"

Yan Ruyu flicked the candlelight a little brighter: "This is my home, don't worry, it's safe now."

The man in white stopped talking and looked at Yan Ruyu for a long time. Just when Yan Ruyu was worried that he really didn't remember anything, he fell down again.

He was sitting on a chair. There was also a bed in the room, but there were some things on it and no one lived there usually. The boss used it to store quilts and other things that were not usually used.

Yan Ruyu had no time to clean up yet, and was thinking about getting the person out of the space first, the sooner the better.

But he was sitting peacefully on the chair when he suddenly fell down.

She hurriedly grabbed him. Although the man had lost a lot of weight, he was still tall, and she couldn't hold him back for a moment.

I could only cushion his fall and let him slowly fall to the ground.

Yan Ruyu: "..."

It can't be pulled away, and it can't be lifted up.

Just when he was at a loss, Huo Changhe came in with a small casserole. When he saw this scene, he was also stunned.

"Why is this?"

Yan Ruyu was about to speak when Huo Changhe came in without closing the door. A gust of wind blew in, stirring the fire in the brazier, and the flames suddenly rose to an inch high with a whoosh.

The flames poured towards the man in white and almost burned his hair.

Yan Ruyu was startled and hurried to pull him, but before she touched him, he suddenly jumped up, protecting his head with one hand and patting his body with the other.

"fire Fire!"

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe looked at each other, both with deep worry in their eyes - is this... crazy?

Huo Changhe put the small casserole on the table and walked in front of Yan Ruyu to protect her.

Who knows what this man in white will do when he goes crazy?

Fortunately, the fire-beating behavior lasted for dozens of seconds and then stopped. The man in white also sobered up a lot after this ordeal.

His eyes were much clearer, no longer dull as before. He looked at Yan Ruyu and recognized her: "You really saved me?"

Yan Ruyu nodded: "Yes, you...eat something first."

The man in white looked at the casserole on the table. A rich aroma came out of it. He took a deep breath and realized he was indeed hungry.

I've only had a full meal at Mr. Mo's place recently.

He nodded, bowed and said, "Thank you for saving my life. I'll go downstairs and listen to the rain."

Your surname is Lou? Not Yan?

Yan Ruyu was stunned. This was not the same as what was said before.

Besides, his last name is not Yan, so why does his face look so much like his father’s?

Countless complicated thoughts surged in Yan Ruyu's mind, like tangled lines, and she didn't know which one to grasp.

Huo Changhe's face darkened slightly: "You said before that you are from the Yan family."

Lou Tingyu looked at Yan Ruyu: "I belong to the Yan family, but my last name is not Yan."

Yan Ruyu was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Lou Tingyu looked at Yan Ruyu: "Is your real last name Yan?"

"Really?" Yan Ruyu said without hesitation.

It has been the same from her ancestors to her generation, there is absolutely no doubt about it.

Lou Tingyu was half doubtful and half believing, and also conflicted.

"If you are from the Yan family, you should understand what I mean," Lou Tingyu said, "My last name is Lou, and I am the left and right Binding God Envoys of the Bai family. I am a loyal subordinate of the Yan family."

Yan Ruyu had never heard of such things as left and right messengers or loyal subordinates.

Grandpa never said this. Does the Yan family have subordinates? She has been in the superpower group for so many years, and she has always followed assignments and randomly formed team members. No one has ever been her subordinate.

Moreover, the name "God-Binding Envoy"... is too grand and too childish.

Yan Ruyu was at a loss for words, so Huo Changhe took over and asked, "What did you say?"

"The God Binding Envoy," Lou Tingyu said, "The Yan family is born different from ordinary people. In every generation, there will be an extremely powerful person who has the ability to bind gods and lock ghosts. The Lou and Bai families also went through fierce competition and struggle to be selected. Once selected, there is no regret in this life, otherwise the whole family will be punished by heaven."

When Yan Ruyu heard about binding gods and locking ghosts, she felt even worse.

Is this person crazy or not?

Is he quietly crazy?

Huo Changhe was about to ask again, but Lou Tingyu couldn't help but look at Yan Ruyu and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Ruyu came back to her senses, and Huo Changhe said firmly: "Her surname is indeed Yan, and she is my princess, but the original Yan family is not her biological parents, but concealed her identity and treated her harshly in every way."

Lou Tingyu's expression changed slightly. He pursed his lips and said nothing, only nodded slowly.

Yan Ruyu felt a little confused as there was too much news all at once.

"Eat something first and have a good rest. I'll check your injuries tomorrow morning. Take good care of yourself. It's safe here, so don't worry."

Lou Tingyu bowed: "Thank you very much."

Yan Ruyu and Huo Changhe turned around and went out, closing the door behind them.

Back in the room, Huo Changhe combed Yan Ruyu's hair, prepared hot water for her to wash, and took her to bed to rest.

"The person has been rescued. If you have any questions, you will have time to ask them later. Now take a good rest and don't think about it anymore."

Yan Ruyu originally thought that she couldn't sleep because of her mixed feelings, but after being comforted by Huo Changhe, the heat from her body warmed her up and she fell asleep quickly.

Huo Changhe looked at her sleeping face with tenderness in his eyes.

After a while, he got out of bed quietly, walked out of the house, walked to the small room and pushed open the door.

Lou Tingyu had just finished eating. He hadn't had a full meal for a long time, so his spleen and stomach were really not in good condition. Huo Changhe brought him lean meat porridge, which was just right for him. He ate it slowly, mouthful by mouthful, without leaving any leftovers.

Seeing Huo Changhe coming and looking at the clean casserole, Lou Tingyu felt a little embarrassed and quickly stood up and saluted.

Before he could speak, Huo Changhe sat down on the chair.

There was only one chair, and if Huo Changhe sat down, he would have to stand.

Huo Changhe said nothing, but his aura was full of power, and silent murderous intent slowly and clearly spread.