Dust is cold

"Li!" Le Yugui nodded to Bei Chenli.

The two spoke at the same time, and they were both stunned after speaking, staring at each other in a daze.

Mu Qiliang glanced at the two of them, lowered his hands, turned his head and smiled.

Yu Wuchen also hooked the corners of his lips, took two steps forward, and stretched out his hand.Mu Qiliang threw Bei Chenli to him.

What a blinding leaf, there is a relationship between Le Yigui and Xia Kongran, what else is there to bother about?

The four of them couldn't help laughing. They looked at each other and laughed. They couldn't help it. Bei Chenli couldn't understand the situation. When he saw that he was free, he lowered his head to look at the injury on his arm.

The elders of the Beichen family rushed over to serve them with wound medicine, Xia Kongran blocked them with a horizontal sword, and nodded to Mu Qiliang.

Mu Qiliang took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and handed it over. Bei Chenli moved his nose, his eyes lit up immediately, grabbed it and handed it to Yu Wuchen.

Yu Wuchen laughed dumbfounded, took out a pill and applied it to him, and handed the rest back to Mu Qiliang.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Bei Chenli hugged him, desperately holding down his arm and pulling it back: "No!"

Mu Qiliang was taken aback for a moment, and then he was amused: "Little thing, take it if you want it!"

Bei Chenli immediately smiled, snatched the porcelain bottle from Yu Wuchen's hand and put it in his pocket, then said to Mu Qiliang, "No, Lian!"

Mu Qiliang nodded and glanced at Xia Kongran.

Xia Kongran smiled and shook his head slightly, with a helpless look on his face, and suddenly frowned: "We can't talk, let's find another chance!"

There was a bit of a commotion just now, and the people involved were all the best of the young generation, and several relevant lords came out and were approaching.

Yu Wuchen also noticed it earlier, and nodded to the two: "You guys go first!"

Xia Kongran shook Le Xigui's shoulder and left with Mu Qiliang.

Yu Wuchen looked at Bei Chenli's arm, his kung fu had scabbed a little after a while, and the elixir of Ahan Hall really lived up to its reputation.It is rumored that Xia Kongran had a close relationship with Ahan Temple after being seriously injured, it should not be groundless, Mu Qiliang may have contributed to his recovery so quickly...

"Yu Gui, follow Li first!" Yu Wuchen bandaged Bei Chenli.

Le Yuegui was in a daze and didn't hear his words.

"What are you thinking about?" Yu Wuchen patted him: "What's wrong?"

Willing to return to God: "That Lord Mu..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked at the distance: "Forget it, it would be great to find Ran!"

Several kings approached, and Yan Qinghan followed, and he was relieved to see that everyone was fine. The incident was originally caused by Bei Chenli. All back, Patriarch Beichen couldn't stop apologizing, and all the patriarchs didn't criticize them harshly, just let it go after a haha.

"Do you still remember this place?" Yu Wuchen sent a voice transmission to Yan Qinghan.

Yan Qinghan had been uncomfortable seeing this tree for a long time, his face blushed when he heard this, and he glanced over from the corner of his eye before turning his head hastily, this was the first time Yu Wuchen hugged him at the Six Nations League last time place.

"This small eye wave is a bit charming!" Le Yugui clicked his tongue.

Yan Qinghan's glance was indeed inadvertently a little shy, Yu Wuchen smiled and didn't provoke him anymore, after all, there are many people with mixed eyes.

When he returned to the main hall, the banquet had already started, Yu Wuchen was not used to eating outside food, he couldn’t sit still after a few bites hastily, he didn’t call him when he saw that he was happy to eat, he ran out by himself, and went back to Nested on the palm banyan tree, this is the place where he comes to hide every time the Six Nations League meets.

Until the mid-heaven of the moon, the main hall was still bustling with noise.All countries in the Six Nations League have arranged dorms to rest, but the land is small and there are many people, Yu Wuchen has no intention of going back.

After a while, Yan Qingyu helped Yan Qinghan out. Yan Qinghan seemed to drink a little too much and walked unsteadily.

Yan Qingyu pointed to the corner of the courtyard, Yan Qinghan hesitated for a moment and shook his head, Yan Qingyu had no choice but to help him walk to the dormitory.

Yu Wuchen followed quietly without hiding his aura. Qin Li quickly noticed it and glanced in Yu Wuchen's direction, but he didn't make a sound, only turned his head, and followed Yan Qinghan and the others without squinting.

Yu Wuchen is happy, he is really an old fox.

The main hall of the dormitory is naturally for the royal family. Yan Huai’s situation is special. In the previous meetings, the Lord Yan Huai would ask Yu Shanchuan politely about who would live in the main hall. This year, Yan Qinghan omitted this link very clearly. up.

Yan Qingyu helped Yan Qinghan into the main hall, but did not close the door, Yu Wuchen was a little bit dumbfounded, Yan Qingyu should not be able to sense him, probably Qin Li sent him a voice transmission, this is very clear.

Yan Qinghan tasted very good wine, even though he was drunk, he didn't make trouble all the way, he probably completely relaxed after entering the bedroom, and he didn't move while holding a pillar.

"I'll get the sobering pill!" Yan Qingyu hurriedly said, drinking so much is helpless, such occasions are inevitable.

"Use this!" Yu Wuchen sent a voice transmission to Yan Qingyu.

Yan Qingyu hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but Yu Wuchen dodged away with the hand holding the elixir, looking at him with a half-smile.

Yan Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, then understood immediately, and stepped aside with a wry smile.

Yu Wuchen squeezed the pill shell open, took out the pill and handed it to Yan Qinghan's mouth.

Yan Qinghan's face turned red from drinking, closed his eyes, and pressed his face against the pillar, probably wanting to catch the cold, but he didn't open his eyes when the elixir came to his mouth, only frowning: "Drink water!"

Yan Qingyu didn't move, and didn't intend to go out, so he stood not too close or far away. This was Qin Li's request, and he also deeply agreed. His Royal Highness the drunken prince really can't be served by everyone.

Yu Wuchen knew that Yan Qingyu hadn't left, so he didn't care.With a good temper, he walked to the side and poured a glass of water over, took a sip to test the temperature, then fed Yan Qinghan half a glass, and handed over the elixir.

Yan Qinghan still frowned: "Paper Flower Crisp!"

Yu Wuchen looked at Yan Qingyu suspiciously, and Yan Qingyu held back a smile and took out an oiled paper bag from the cabinet and handed it over, explaining in a low voice: "When he's drunk, he needs paper flowers!"

Yu Wuchen also laughed, His Royal Highness is really particular, he opened the paper flower cake and put a piece in his mouth to chew slowly, then picked up another piece and brought it to Yan Qinghan's mouth.

Yan Qinghan still didn't open his eyes, bit off a small half, and ate it with the tip of his tongue.Yu Wuchen withdrew his hand, the paper flower cake was made exquisitely, and the whole piece was not too big, Yan Qinghan's tongue rolled over and touched his fingertips, a soft and moist coolness.

Watching Yan Qinghan finish eating with great interest, Yu Wuchen hurriedly handed over half of the piece in his hand. He didn't mind feeding a few more pieces. The feeling just now made people want to stop.

Handed it to his mouth, Yan Qinghan stopped eating, and complained with a wrinkled face: "It's not fresh!"

It’s true that it’s not freshly made. The pastry tastes delicious just after it’s made, but it’ll be worse when it’s left to cool for a while.Yu Wuchen threw the leftover half of his meal into his mouth, flicked a nail on his face, and being so picky when drunk, it's really hard to raise!

Pass the hangover pill again, but Yan Qinghan still refuses to take it, and hides his face on the pillar: "Take a bath!"

Yu Wuchen almost choked, it's not that he has never had a drink with Yan Qinghan before, nor has he seen so many things with him, is he really drunk today?

Yan Qingyu hurried up to stop her, and tried her best to hold back a smile: "Bather, change clothes, smell the incense and watch the stars and the moon... Every time I get drunk, I have to make a fuss like this!"

Yu Wuchen can't laugh, it can really grind people, and he also looks at the stars and the moon...

"Wake him up, force out the alcohol, and go back to the banquet!" Yan Qingyu sighed.

Using spiritual power to force the smell of alcohol out of the body, almost every big banquet has to do this once to keep awake.

"Don't go back!" Yan Qinghan tried to hide behind the pillar, his eyelids fluttered probably because he wanted to open his eyes.

Yu Wuchen looked distressed and funny at the same time, held his shoulder and put the elixir in his hand to his lips: "Eat the hangover elixir!"

Yan Qinghan turned his face in his direction, opened his eyes, but his eyes were not focused, and opened his mouth slightly, obviously not fully awake.

Yu Wuchen took the opportunity to stuff the hangover pill into his mouth: "Eat it, you will feel better!"

Yan Qinghan looked at Yu Wuchen without blinking, and suddenly raised his hand to touch his face, with his mouth half-opened, the elixir on his tongue did not move.

The fingertips were slightly cool, but when they touched the face, it felt like a ball of flames was ignited on the body. Yu Wuchen's mouth was parched from the burn. Han's hand into his bosom, bowed his head and kissed his lips.

Yan Qingyu was dumbfounded, not knowing whether to avoid or separate the two.

Probably Yan Qinghan really drank too much wine, not only did not hide but took the initiative to cater to him, the tip of his tongue mixed with the aroma of wine and the sweetness of paper flower crisps played wild in Yu Wuchen's mouth.

"Ahem!" Yan Qingyu coughed twice with his face flushed, but no one paid any attention to him.

When Yu Wuchen backed away, Yan Qinghan was still a little unsatisfied, and wanted to post it again, but Yu Wuchen sighed, turned his feet and lifted him up.

"I'll call Elder Qin!" Yan Qingyu hurriedly turned around to leave, he didn't want to stay here anymore, if he stayed any longer, it would destroy his three views.

"No need!" Yu Wuchen held Yan Qinghan in his arms again: "I'll do it!"

Yan Qingyu opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, it is easy to force out the smell of alcohol with Yu Wuchen's cultivation, but he can't hug like this, right?

The next second, Yu Wuchen pointed at the back of Yan Qinghan's neck, and Yan Qinghan leaned into his arms and closed his eyes softly.

"Yu...Young master?" Yan Qingyu was surprised.

"Let him sleep for a while!" Yu Wuchen said simply: "Or wake up and make trouble again!"

Yan Qingyu glanced at Yu Wuchen, and immediately understood, was it because he was afraid that Yan Qinghan would be embarrassed when he woke up?Really careful, no wonder even Yan Qinghan, who has always had his own ideas, is so contradictory.

***

Yu Wuchen returned to the main hall and the banquet was not over yet. They were all practitioners. The Six Nations League has always been neither black nor white.

"Going to steal food again?" Le Gui asked.

Yu Wuchen smiled, noncommittal.

"Cut!" Le Yugui despised: "This is still a secret, childish, boring, kid!"

Soon, Yan Qinghan and Yan Qingyu also came back, and Yan Qinghan didn't lift his head when passing by them.

"Yo!" Le Yue was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

Yu Wuchen answered irrelevantly: "Come over with me in a while!"

"What are you doing?" Le Guigui was taken aback.

What Yu Wuchen was talking about for a while was the following conflicts of interest, small disputes such as territorial borders, economics and trade, etc., are not big things, so they are usually resolved through negotiation after the banquet. Just make the big things small and not hurt the peace.

"To be loyal to the country!" Yu Wuchen picked up the wine glass and knocked it on his hand, and drank it down in one gulp.

"No, no, you don't count!" Like a rattle drum happily shaking his head: "I didn't even take the wine, okay?"

Yu Wuchen waved to the attendant next to him: "Give Mr. Le a glass of wine!"

The waiter immediately offered a cup.

"Your sister!" Le Yugui was depressed: "It's agreed that it won't involve official business!"

"No!" Yu Wuchen raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "It's a private matter!"

Le Yugui was stunned for a moment, it really wasn't unreasonable, he smiled and accepted his fate: "Okay!"

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