Quick Transmigration, the Male Lead is Not Easy to Top

Yan Juefei couldn't help shaking at this very light sentence.

He clenched his fists, breathed lightly, turned to look at Liang Yu, with a natural and calm expression: "Yan Juefei is now the wife of the leader, but her martial arts are mediocre. The leader gave me the marrow washing pill, so I should practice more. And the leader can't afford to be served by others, the people in the backyard went up the mountain earlier than me, the leader really shouldn't favor one another and neglect the beautiful lady."

"Madam is really a good wife of a generation! With such a considerate and magnanimous attitude, shouldn't a husband set up a memorial archway for you?" Liang Yu had been on fire since just now, but now that he heard his explanation, his anger rose rather than subsided.

Liang Yu grabbed Yan Juefei's wrist, brought him closer, and stared at him, "Ma'am, are these your sincere words?"

Although he tried his best to restrain himself, the anger still made his chest heave.

It was the first time Yan Juefei saw Liang Yu's eyes like this, he was furious, hurt, disappointed, and finally became icy cold.

The feeling of suffocation came again, Yan Juefei clenched his fists hard, his voice was as dry as a knife being ground on the gravel: "Is it true??? Since the leader let them in, the rain and dew should be covered "

"What a rain and dew!" Liang Yu sneered and walked away, "I will help you!"

Yan Juefei staggered, watching his slender figure quickly disappear at the arched courtyard gate, he felt powerless all over his body for a moment, and sat limply by the stone table.

The underwear on his body was covered in cold sweat.

A gust of mountain wind blew, chilling him all over.

After that, Liang Yu really did not appear in his room again. Although the two lived in the same compound, they did not see each other very often, and they hardly had anything to say when they did.

Yan Juefei also deliberately avoided Liang Yu, and usually practiced in his room.

However, Tianbao, the servant who was waiting nearby, always brought up Liang Yu's matter in front of him from time to time, and he couldn't ignore it if he wanted to.

At noon, when Tianbao served him vegetables in the room, he started chattering again.

"Ma'am, the leader has been staying with Mr. Yaofeng for the past month, and yesterday the leader gave Mr. Yaofeng a white fox cloak." Tianbao said with a bit of resentment in his tone. The servants are saying that Madam has fallen out of favor."

Yan Juefei frowned, and slowly put the dish into his mouth.

What Tianbao said annoyed him very much, but he didn't stop him from speaking.

Seeing that he was silent, Tianbao sighed and shook his head in secret, this honest son just doesn't know how to fight, obviously his wife was favored like that before.

It's left out now.

Seeing that he was not angry, he murmured softly again: "Today I saw Mr. Yaofeng's white fox cloak, it really is very beautiful, even my wife hasn't worn it yet."

The matter is true, the leader, even if you are angry with your wife, it shouldn't take so long."

Hearing this, Yan Juefei put down his chopsticks.

Glancing at Tianbao: "Go down"

Tianbao knew that he didn't want to listen anymore, so he quickly withdrew.

Yan Juefei lost his appetite, wiped his mouth and took a sip of tea, got up and walked out.

Now the weather is much colder, and it is on the mountain again, the temperature is lower than that at the bottom of the mountain. At this time, there is a little snow in the light rain.

Zhang Jizheng came hurriedly from the corridor with his head down, Yan Juefei frowned and asked, "Have you got what I want?"

Zhang Ji nodded, and raised his hand to offer the black sandalwood box in his hand.

Yan Juefei opened the box and took a look, frowned slightly, put it back in his sleeves, couldn't help but look towards the north, and asked in a low voice: "Will you come here?"

Have you ever seen that monster?"

Zhang Ji froze for a moment, then looked up at him, "Master?"

Although the young master called him a devil, his tone was clearly a little different from usual.

Seeing that he was silent, he shook his head.

Yan Juefei stopped talking, just waved his hand to let him go down, Zhang Ji looked at him a few times and hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Yan Juefei and Liang Yu lived in the same inner house, but Liang Yu lived in the north wing, while he lived in the south.

There was already a distance, and I usually deliberately avoid each other

Yan Juefei just felt that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and if Tianbao hadn't always whispered about the devil in his ear, he wouldn't have been so disturbed all the time.

Yan Juefei felt a little colder in his heart as the raindrops with snow and frost hit his face.

Obviously, he has made rapid progress this month, and his physique is much better than before, but it seems that he still can't stand the cold wind on the mountain.

Yan Juefei sighed softly, went back to his room and hid the sandalwood box.

After meditating in the room for a while, I found that I still couldn't meditate, so I had to give up. After thinking for a while, I got up and put on a cloak casually, and walked towards the north courtyard.

When they arrived at the small courtyard of the North Wing, several servants suddenly saw Yan Juefei and were stunned. After realizing it, they quickly saluted: "I have seen the leader's wife."

Yan Juefei nodded coldly: "Where's the leader?"

"In the room."

Yan Juefei stopped talking, and walked slowly to the front of the main hall. Sure enough, as soon as he entered, he saw Liang Yu. with a book.

Seeing this intimate and quiet scene, Yan Juefei was stunned on the spot.

A sudden chest tightness made him almost unable to breathe.

Yaofeng saw him first, and quickly slid off Liang Yu's body in shock, straightened his clothes with a blushing face, and saluted him: "Ma'am"

Yan Juefei looked at him and said nothing.

It is obvious that I helped him regain favor, and I can also get rid of this person's entanglement.

When Liang Yu saw him, there was no reaction on his face, but he sat upright a little, and asked in a low voice: "Madam is not obsessed with practicing kung fu recently, why do you have time to come here today? Is there something to do?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and dragged the embarrassed-faced Yao Feng over.

Yaofeng's face was red, but he didn't struggle, and let him hold her in his arms.

Yao Feng was still wearing a green shirt, with no crown on his head, his long hair and a blue headband were entangled and spread out on Liang Yu's arms. Liang Yu reached out and gently stroked his soft hair.

"Just drop by to have a look." Yan Juefei lowered his eyes, the feeling of being unable to breathe became more and more intense, and there was a sneer or something on his mouth.

Liang Yu responded, expressing that he knew.

Holding Yaofeng's hand with one hand, he lowered his head slightly and bit the white and tender skin around his neck, causing Yaofeng to stare at him slightly angrily, and he gave a smirk.

His eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were slightly darkened when he looked at Yan Juefei.

He seemed to have lost some weight, his face was unreasonably pale, and the eyes staring at him were dim, and he couldn't tell whether it was resentment or hatred.

Liang Yu didn't seem to see him, and waved his hands impatiently: "Madam, go down if you have nothing to do, don't delay your cultivation, I also want to accompany Yaofeng to read, he always likes to be clean"

Yan Juefei stood stiffly on the scene, watching the two of them like mandarin ducks intertwined, and forgot to react for a while.

Hearing Liang Yu's words, he couldn't help trembling.

As if waking up from a dream, his face turned paler, but his heart was burning with pain.

He was driving himself away.

Also, he has a new love now.

Yan Juefei didn't know how he got out, but when he heard what he said just now, his mind buzzed, and when he returned to the south wing, Zhang Ji couldn't help but be surprised to see him in a daze.

"My lord, are you alright?" Seeing his face turning pale, Zhang Ji helped him into the house.

Yan Juefei came back to his senses in a trance, sat down with props on the corner of the table, and replied weakly: "It's okay, but I'm a little tired."

He regretted so much, what did he do to run to the devil's room just now?

It bothers people's love for each other.

It also made me feel bad.

This was his goal in the first place, to help others is also to help himself, but his life has not become easier this month, every time he relaxes after practicing, he feels endless exhaustion in his heart.

The scene just now knocked out all his willpower.

The sadness that surged up from the sky overwhelmed him.

For a few days, Yan Juefei was in low spirits, and after suffering from the cold, he suddenly fell ill.

Tianbao and Zhang Ji waited on him in the room, and usually they would not dare to go to Liang Yu rashly, and he had never collapsed into this small courtyard for a while, so they were not sure about his attitude.

But seeing Yan Juefei's haggard appearance, Zhang Ji gritted his teeth and asked Tianbao to report to Liang Yu.

Hearing that they were going to invite Liang Yu, Yan Juefei wanted to stop him, but somehow swallowed the words back, maybe the sick people are a little more fragile psychologically.

"Ma'am, the leader is here!" After a while, I heard Tianbao rush in and say something happily.

Yan Juefei was lying on the bed limply, but he couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard this, and sat up reluctantly, Liang Yu had already stepped in.

Everyone else retreated.

Only then did Yan Juefei realize that his mentality was wrong, so he lay back down again.

Liang Yu approached the bed, grabbed his hand and felt his pulse, brows raised deeply, and said in a icy tone, "Why did you suddenly get sick? You haven't been practicing martial arts, why are you still so fragile?"

When he was coming, Yan Juefei still had some expectations in his heart.

Now that I heard this cold tone, the slight expectation in my heart seemed ridiculous.

"You are not Yaofeng who is with you, come and see what I do!" Yan Juefei couldn't bear his indifference, blurted out for a while, and regretted it after speaking.

How can you say such strange words out of your own mouth.

Liang Yu stared at him, his eyes sharp as a knife sliced ​​across his body, Yan Juefei gritted his teeth, stared at him for a while, and suddenly said: "Devil, one day, I will kill him with my own hands. about you."

When the devil was infatuated with him before, he was so gentle and caring.

Now that he favors others, he turned around ruthlessly and didn't even give him a good face. Although this was caused by himself, he still felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

Yan Juefei's heart ached every time he met his cold eyes.

He couldn't help but want to test how he would treat him when his current self was disrespectful to him.

Still so stubborn when sick!

Liang Yu cursed in his heart.

His complexion was a little colder, he bent down, pinched Yan Juefei's chin, and said in a cold tone: "Is that so? Madam still wants to kill me, is it because you are still thinking about your senior brother?"