Doted on One: Dominant Concubine

Chapter 11 The Domineering Concubine (12)
Zhang Chu followed Li Ruihan's gaze, and what caught his eyes was Nalan Yu's worried expression.

"Who are you?" Zhang Chu stared at Nalan Yu with vigilance in his heart.

Who is he, and why is he supporting the man who was hacked to death by bandits?What is the relationship between them?
"I am Nalan Yu, the young master's personal bodyguard."

"Are you his attendant?" He walked towards Nalan Yu step by step.

"Yes." Nalan Yu looked at Zhang Chu and nodded, thinking about the mood of the resolute man in front of him.

In the black eyes of the resolute man, he saw an inexplicable look of vigilance.

"Since you are in a master-servant relationship, take him out of here immediately, or don't blame me for being rude." No outsiders are welcome in the medical hut, and they are definitely not ordinary rich men in terms of their clothes. A better doctor could be found to treat him in a coma.

"Could it be impossible to ask the master to save the young master, otherwise the young master will really die." Nalanyu begged Zhang Chu unwillingly, he could not let the young master suffer by leaving in a fit of anger.

"You go." Turning around and walking to Li Ruihan's side, there was no room for maneuver.

"Brother—"

"Let's go."

"Don't leave." Ling Xianyun, who was staying in the room, immediately opened the door and yelled at Nalan Yu. She finally begged her father to see him, but when she heard the senior brother's voice, she knew something must have happened.

"Little Junior Sister——"

Zhang Chu and Li Ruihan both turned their heads to look at Ling Xianyun, calling her name in unison.

"Father, come and have a look at him, he really lost a lot of blood, his life is in your hands." Ling Xianyun watched the old man with white beard speak anxiously, and worriedly pulled him to Xuanyuan Hao quickly. side. "Look at him first."

Ling Hesheng walked slowly in front of Xuanyuan Hao. He twisted his white eyebrows and looked up and down at the master and servant in front of him. "You are not the people of the Song Dynasty." He saw through the two of them at a glance, not the people of the Central Plains.

Nalan Yu stared in astonishment at the white-bearded old man in a dark blue robe, who was looking at their master and servant with sharp eyes.

"Can the old man help my young master?" He still refused to give up.

(End of this chapter)