Sang Zhi on the bed suddenly frowned, trembling all over.

Ye Qianning held his cold fingers, and transmitted an internal force from his palm, and Sangzhi's trembling body gradually improved.

After a while, she let go of his hand, and pulled the quilt up. There were many doubts in her heart. The person on the bed was pale and bloodless, and she looked quite distressed.

Sighing slightly, Ye Qianning got up and walked out of the room.

"Qianning."

"Master."

"I just heard that the Zhan family sent someone?" Old Chen looked anxious.

Ye Qianning nodded: "Grandpa Zhan sent Uncle Dachun here."

"Where's the Dachun man? As a teacher, I have something to ask him."

"I was taken to the guest room by my father."

"Go to him as a teacher."

"Master, is something wrong?"

"Well, some time ago Master Zhang wrote to say that he was in the capital, but there was no news after that. I asked Dachun if he knew about Master Zhang." Mr. Chen kept thinking about it.

"Master Zhang disappeared in the capital city?" Ye Qianning was surprised.

"My teacher thinks so. During this period of time, many letters have been sent out, but no reply."

"I will go with you."

"No, when I came just now, I saw that Li Mu was stopped by several hidden guards around the Eighth Prince, go and see if they cause any trouble." Old Chen said.

Ye Qianning listened for a few seconds, and didn't want to pay attention to it, but the downstairs was getting more and more noisy, so he nodded slightly: "Okay, Master, please tell me if there is a result about Mr. Zhang."

"good."

Old Chen walked towards the guest room.

Ye Qianning's ears were filled with noisy shouts, and his brows were wrinkled. He raised his feet and walked downstairs.

Lobby.

At this time, the hall was in a mess. Li Mu and his guards were beaten and vomited blood.

The hidden guards around Sang Zhi were responsible for beating him.

"Miss."

Du Yi came and frowned when he saw the scene on the first floor.

"What are you guys making trouble about?" Ye Qianning was already a little annoyed, but seeing the mess all over the place was even more annoyed.

"Hey, Ye...Miss Ye, help me." Hearing the voice, Li Mu raised his eyes and saw Ye Qianning, moved his body and crawled towards her.

Yinwei immediately stepped forward and stepped on Li Mu's back, Li Mu howled again, and stretched his hands in her direction.

"Who can tell what's going on?" Ye Qianning said coldly.

"Miss Ye, the master has ordered that as long as Li Mu asks to see him, let us beat him to death." Yinwei replied.

"Ahem... no... no... I don't want to see the Eighth Prince, wrong... wrong... I'm... ouch..." Before Li Mu finished speaking, the strength on his back increased a bit.

"Let him go." Ye Qianning said.

"But..." Yinwei was about to say something, and when he met Ye Qianning's gaze, he immediately let go of his feet.

Li Mu felt relieved with a light weight on his back.

"Master Li, the eighth prince is not in good health, please go back, sir."

"Yes...I..." Li Mu turned his gaze to see Yinwei's murderous gaze, how dare he say that he came to see the Eighth Prince: "I...I came to see Miss Ye..."

"Oh? Why is Master Li looking for me?"

"Cough, cough...today, the emperor sent someone... to send an order, let...Let Miss Ye follow us back to Beili..."

Ye Qianning sneered, and was interrupted by a cold and low voice just as he was about to speak.

"Kill it, throw it out."

Ye Qianning turned his head and saw Sang Zhi standing upstairs with a pale face, his eyes were cold and frightening.