"Miss, where are Brother Yueyang and the others?" Yue Jiao asked curiously.
Qibao said, "I sent them out, and I'm afraid they won't be back for a while."
"Ah! Miss, I want to go too. How can we, the Twelve Guards, do without me?" After saying that, he stamped his feet anxiously and wanted to catch up quickly.
Qibao stopped him, saying, "You don't have to go. You have other tasks. Didn't you say you wanted to avenge Fuqiu? Why are you unwilling to do so now?"
Yue Jiao quickly said, "It's not that I'm unwilling, it's just that everyone left so suddenly, leaving me alone, and I'm a little uncomfortable..."
Qibao said: "Then from now on, Fuqiu will be taken care of by you..."
Yue Jiao nodded and said, "Okay then. Sister Fuqiu has a facial injury and must be feeling very sad. I will definitely make her happy. Sister Yue Xue often says that I am their happy pill!"
Qibao nodded and was about to go out, but suddenly heard sobbing in the corner.
Qibao followed the direction of the sound and found that it came from behind the door of the main hall.
When Qibao opened the door, he saw Yaya squatting there with her knees hugged, crying with tears all over her face.
"Yaya, why are you hiding here and crying?" Qibao squatted down and asked.
"Burp...Miss...Sister Fuqiu lost a lot of blood...Ya Ya is so scared, burp..." She burped as she spoke and cried miserably.
Qibao patted her head and said, "Your sister Fuqiu is fine now. When she wakes up, I'll take you to see her, okay?"
Yaya hugged Qibao's neck and sobbed, "Okay, Sister Fuqiu, this must be very painful, right?"
Qibao didn't say anything, but gently patted Yaya's back to calm her down.
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