Dust is cold

Yu Wuchen didn't speak any more, just jumped down and stood in front of him.

At this distance, Yan Qinghan hesitated. Yu Wuchen's landing point was too close to him. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he held back abruptly. Today's several provocations from neighboring countries were all made by this person. , he can't be rude.

Yu Wuchen curled his lips into a smile: "Afraid of me?"

Yan Qinghan was a little helpless for violating other people's safe distance without knowing it, and still being so complacent: "Mr. Yu is joking!"

Yu Wuchen gave him a meaningful look: "Just don't be afraid!"

As soon as the words fell, the flying sword beside him screamed, and a surge of sword energy surged up in an instant, circling around the two of them endlessly.

Yan Qinghan froze for a moment, Yu Wuchen called the Ice Sword, at this time the sword energy condensed, and the two of them were wrapped in white mist, blocking their sight.

"Young Master Yu..." Before he finished speaking, Yan Qinghan was forced by a wave of coercion, his chest froze, and it was difficult to utter the following words, he only looked at Yu Wuchen suspiciously, Yu Wuchen's cultivation level was several times higher than his Realm, it is easy to restrain him.

In the next moment, Yu Wuchen took a step forward, hugging Yan Qinghan into his arms.Yan Qinghan's eyes widened, and his body froze instinctively. This is... what to do?

Yu Wuchen stroked his long hair, and lightly pressed his head on his shoulder: "Shut up, rest for a while!"

Maybe it was because of Yu Wuchen's coercion all the time, maybe because he was really tired, Yan Qinghan's mind was a little stiff, and he didn't have time to struggle and resist.

"His Royal Highness?" the voice of the elder guard sounded.

"It came so fast!" Yu Wuchen complained, moved his hand to Yan Qinghan's cheek, rubbed it lightly with his thumb: "Go, take care of yourself!"

After speaking, he took a step back, the flying sword returned to its sheath, the coercion was also suppressed, and the fog dispersed.

"Young Master Yu!" Seeing that Yan Qinghan was fine, the elder guard did not dare to be less polite, and first bowed to Yu Wuchen.

Yu Wuchen ignored him, instead he smiled at Yan Qinghan while he was bowing, and left.

"His Royal Highness the Prince?" Seeing the Prince standing there in a daze, the elder guard couldn't help asking again: "Are you okay?"

The elder guard was a little puzzled. He didn't approach the prince just now when he saw Yu Wuchen approaching the prince. Yu Kongge had a clear attitude and always respected and reciprocated with the royal family. The princes all have body protection restraints, which are enough to block any blow.

It wasn't until Yu Wuchen's flying sword suddenly condensed sword energy that he was taken aback, and rushed over while making a sound. Before he arrived, Yu Wuchen's sword energy had already been absorbed...

"It's okay!" Yan Qinghan returned to his senses, turned around and walked into the hall.

"Young Master Yu..." the elder guard asked tentatively, and Yu Wuchen's behavior was indeed a bit strange.

"It's okay!" Yan Qinghan frowned slightly and repeated, before entering the hall.

The elder guard hurriedly followed up, but His Royal Highness was obviously unwilling to answer. As a minister, he naturally had to be a little restrained.

Later, Yan Qinghan also thought about Yu Wuchen's behavior, sympathy?drunk?joke?On a whim? ...It seems that he can explain it all but can't explain it clearly. Even though he is extremely exquisite in dealing with people, he still has no clue.

The chances for them to meet were some big occasions, since they couldn't figure it out, Yan Qinghan deliberately avoided him.It is difficult to have a chance to be alone on this kind of occasion, if Yan Qinghan avoids it for a moment, there will always be a large number of people between the two of them.

Yu Wuchen didn't intend to come any closer, only the eyes of the crowd in the distance would catch up with him from time to time, Yan Qinghan could feel it, but he pretended to be ignorant, so he could be sure that Yu Wuchen had no malice towards him , otherwise he would not have to do it himself, killing him with a borrowed knife is enough to deal with him, but he still feels faintly uneasy, Yanhuai Elementary School is small, and cannot withstand any twists and turns.

Yan Qinghan has always been cautious, and there has been no interaction since then, until that day he received a letter inexplicably, without a title or signature, and it was delivered by a guard. Naturally, such a letter would not go through Yan Qinghan's hands Touching, if the content is not too strange, it may not reach his eyes. The attendant brought and opened the letterhead, a piece of simple white silk with a square shape, and there are only two words on it: You come.

An idea flashed across Yan Qinghan's mind, but he couldn't verify it, so he put it down and asked the attendant to keep the letter safely.

Soon the Lord received a letter from Yu Kongge, informing Yu Wuchen that he was coming to see the birthday banquet, and Yan Qinghan immediately understood the meaning of that strange letter.

Yan Qinghan put away his thoughts and asked someone to come in to prepare for the itinerary.Yan Huai needed Yu Kongge's influence, and he had to personally send Yu Kongge's invitation. As the prince of Yan Huai, he had no choice.

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The main hall of Yukong Pavilion is located on the top of Jiang Yutian Peak, built near the water, with a lake in front of the hall.Before Yan Qinghan went up the mountain, the disciples guarding the mountain had informed him, but after entering the gate of the palace, there was no one coming to welcome him. The lake in front of the palace was covered by formations, and he could only see the gate of the main hall open, but he couldn't see clearly inside.

Yan Qinghan took a few glances, then stood silently aside, waiting quietly.The little disciples who brought Yan Qinghan up were at a loss, and those who could take turns in front of the palace were all core disciples. Before taking Yan Qinghan up the mountain, the flying sword had already passed the letter to them, but now there was no one. Yan Qinghan could say that he was the crown prince. My lord, although the current royal family is a side branch of the immortal sect, and their cultivation base is not strong, but their status is still there, even the pavilion master is a bit courteous when they see it, so they are left aside like this... The little disciple was anxious and at a loss, so he peeked at Yan Qinghan , Seeing that he was smiling calmly, with no anger on his face, he was a little relieved.

Yan Qinghan noticed the panic of the little disciple next to him, and smiled at him, indicating that it's okay, he had been to Yu Kongge before, but Yu Wuchen was lazy and never had guests, this time he asked himself to come, I don't know if Still avoid seeing...

Just as he was meditating, Yu Wuming flew over with his sword in a hurry, with an embarrassed look on his face, before the sword light was received, he cupped his hands in a salute: "His Royal Highness, I am sorry to welcome you, please forgive me!"

Yu Kongge's four major disciples, Yu Wuchen, Yu Wuming, Yu Wuyi, and Yu Wunian are the four most outstanding disciples among the core disciples. Except for Yu Wuchen who seldom asks about world affairs, the other three can already take charge of their own.

"Brother Xian, you're being polite!" Yan Qinghan grinned, and returned the gift unhurriedly: "I met an old friend, I'm a little late..."

Seeing Yan Qinghan take the initiative to change the subject without a trace, Yu Wuming felt relieved. His Royal Highness is thoughtful, considerate, and courteous in every way to avoid embarrassment.

While exchanging greetings, the smoke and clouds in the lake suddenly surged, and a rainbow bridge appeared to welcome the guests, and the scenery on the opposite side gradually became clear. Right and left lead visitors in.

The main hall of Yukong Pavilion has the main seat, which is a few steps higher than the north and south. The main seat sits in two rows of seats, and is happy to sit in the first place on the right. The one on the left should be Yu Wuchen. The atmosphere is a bit weird. Yu Wuchen Leaning on the back of the chair and staring at Le Guigui, the two remained motionless like statues, and the atmosphere was condensed.

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