Feng'er, who was shivering with fright outside the door, heard Ling Wuzhi's order and immediately fell on the ground and rolled into the room.

  Ling Wuzhi twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't say anything.

   "Master forgive me, slave, slave didn't know that Young Master Ye would come to you..." Feng'er was so frightened that he was afraid that Ling Wuyi would be unwilling, so he directly clicked him...

   "Shut up! Send Young Master Ye back to the room!"

   "Yes!" Hearing that Ling Wuyi didn't seem to want to punish him, Feng'er got up from the ground in relief, and then dragged Ye Chenluo back to his own room.

  Ling Wuzhi closed the door and raised his hand to support his forehead with a headache.

   She really didn't expect that Ye Chenluo would come to her and say these words. In her memory, it seems that these words did not wait for Ye Chenluo to speak, and the host directly offered Ye Chenluo two choices.

   Of course, it is not the choice of being a petite or a male pet, but the choice of either performing arts or selling your body.

   At that time, Ye Chenluo also refused, but was finally persuaded by Uncle Fu.

   Then Ye Chenluo took the initiative to find the body and said that he was willing to sell his art, but he was definitely not willing to sell his body! The host agreed.

  Ling Wuyi just talked to Ye Chenluo in that way, and also wanted to test whether his favorability would be lowered because of this.

   From her point of view, if she lowered it further, she would instantly return to before liberation!

   But if it doesn't decrease, then she may be able to use the image of a domineering royal sister to attack this soft and cute male supporting role!

  Since the favorability level has not dropped, then this should be feasible!

   "Uncle Fu." Ling Wuzhi shouted into the air.

  A middle-aged man in purple clothes instantly appeared in front of Ling Wuzhi: "Master."

   "Go and do ideological work with Ye Chenluo."

  Uncle Fu could understand what Ling Wuzhi meant, but he didn't answer.

  Ling Wuzhi tilted his head and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

   "Does the master just want Young Master Ye to be your male pet?" For some reason, Uncle Fu had the illusion that Ling Wuwei didn't just want Ye Chenluo to be her male pet.

   He watched Ling Wuzhi grow up, and he loved Ling Wuzhi as his own daughter, so he attached great importance to Ling Wuzhi's affairs, which was comparable to his life!

   "Is there a difference? Uncle Fu, I know what I want and what I want to do."

   Uncle Fu nodded: "I see, master, don't worry, Uncle Fu will not let you down!" After speaking, Uncle Fu immediately disappeared and disappeared.

  Ling Wuzhi doesn't care whether Uncle Fu can really convince Ye Chenluo, she now wants to go crazy when she thinks that there is only 35 points of favorability left!

  Forget it, she'd better take a nap first to calm down, anyway, it's useless for her to struggle with her good feelings—

   On the other side, Ye Chenluo was sitting on the bed in a daze after being sent back to the room by Feng'er.

Ye Chenluo didn't speak, but Feng'er on the side couldn't help but say: "I said, son, what are you thinking in your heart?! What a good thing it is to be the master's male pet! You still refuse. Master! It's done, you will leave Feiyue Pavilion tomorrow, you said that you have no memory, no money, where can you go?!" Can you be caught and sold by Renya? It's all fortunate!

   Ye Chenluo lowered his eyelids slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow over him. His face was pale, and his whole body was dazed and helpless.

   He didn't think that Ling Wu Yu's real personality was completely different from what he thought, and he thought that she should still be a good person no matter what...

  However, just after he refused to be the maid of the 'Red Moon Pavilion', and also refused to be her male pet. She's going to let him go straight away...

   "Knock-knock--" the door rang, interrupting Feng'er, who was about to complain, and also interrupting Ye Chenluo's thoughts.

  Feng'er walked over to open the door, and was slightly surprised to see that it was Uncle Fu.

   Uncle Fu ignored the wind and walked directly into the room. There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth. Although he was over forty years old, he was still a handsome man.

   "Young Master Ye is good." Uncle Fu stood beside the bed, neither humble nor silent.

   Ye Chenluo got up from the bed and bent towards Uncle Fu: "Hello, Uncle Fu." He knew that Uncle Fu was the father of the 'Fiery Moon Pavilion', and Uncle Fu took care of almost all the big and small affairs on weekdays.

   It can be said that Uncle Fu in the ‘Red Moon Pavilion’ is under one person and above everyone else.

   "Feng'er, you go down first." Uncle Fu nodded and called Feng'er out.

  Feng'er is also obedient, he can stay on the fifth floor, and he is not too stupid. Uncle Fu came here at this time, obviously because Ling Wu Wee explained something.

   Only Uncle Fu and Ye Chenluo were left in the room, and Ye Chenluo felt a little uncomfortable under Uncle Fu's straight gaze: "Uncle Fu came to me, what's the matter?"

   Uncle Fu smiled lightly, walked to the tea table and sat down: "I don't have any other hobbies on weekdays, just love tea. If Young Master Ye doesn't dislike it, you can taste the tea I made."

   At the invitation of Uncle Fu, Ye Chenluo paused for a while, and then walked across to Uncle Fu and sat down.

   Uncle Fu's hands kept moving, as if he was performing, which was very beautiful. Ye Chenluo's eyes were also a little surprised.

   A cup of tea was placed in front of him: "Young Master Ye, give it a try."

   Ye Chenluo picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He didn't know if he liked tea before he lost his memory, but he doesn't like it now.

   The tea was slightly bitter when he was in the mouth, and he didn't like it very much.

   noticed that Ye Chenluo was not interested in tea, and Uncle Fu didn't care either, and started chatting with Ye Chenluo slowly.

   He first asked Ye Chenluo if he was accustomed to living here, and if there was anything unpleasant.

   Ye Chenluo answered one by one.

   After chatting, Uncle Fu suddenly said: "I heard that Master Ye will leave Feiyue Pavilion tomorrow?"

   Ye Chenluo froze for a moment, then nodded. Thinking of leaving tomorrow, his eyes unconsciously filled with confusion and worry.

   If he recovers his memory, he can go directly to his family.

   But he hasn't recovered his memory now, and he doesn't even know where his family is! After leaving the "Red Moon Pavilion" that had taken him in for a month, where should he go? he does not know……

   Uncle Fu has lived for half his life, not to mention that he followed the former leader of the Feiyue Sect fifteen years ago. Even in the five years that the Feiyue Pavilion has been in operation, I have seen many people of all shapes and sizes!

   Ye Chenluo was originally a 'little idiot' who had no scheming and wrote everything on the surface. How easy it is to understand him!

   It's just that Uncle Fu didn't understand, besides his skin, what else could Ye Chenluo like for his master Ling Wuzhi?