Hunting and betting: The black-bellied champion can't be provoked

(110) finally speak

It was only Huangfu Jingxuan's unintentional joke, so she didn't bother her too much.

"Hey, I said, my lord, my lord Jing, my lord Xuan, my lord Jingxuan, can you stop smiling at this girl all the time!" Yu Qingwan couldn't stand seeing his stupid look.

"Ha, this king looks suave and suave, and everyone loves flowers when they see flowers blooming. How come you, Yu Qingwan, have become a hippie smiling face. Alas, you... really don't give this king any face at all." Damaged Someone said narcissistically.

"You deserve it! Who told you to offend this girl." Yu Qingwan's face was menacing.

Huangfu Jingxuan: "..." Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as her.

"The spring breeze has no depth in the brushwork, and there is no lovesickness in Zhuanwen. The lovesickness penetrates into the bone and twists carefully. I hope you will pour out the cup with me." Song Lian said slowly.

Looking at someone in the kiosk who was waving a brush wantonly and drinking alone, Song Lian couldn't help but be moved: Why bother.

"Spring breeze? The autumn breeze is almost the same, and it's still chilly!" Chu Yiling pretended to shake off goose bumps.

Song Lian thought that what he said was really not suitable for the occasion, and his face turned red rarely.

"You don't understand." Song Lian could only sigh when he thought of Qingchen's inability to be relieved and the distress of speaking.

"You just understand what Miss Ben doesn't understand, expressing feelings randomly..." Huh, with a cold face.

Chu Yiling glanced at the other party, and suddenly said, "Hey, tell me what happened to that man. Ever since my cousin came back, I haven't seen him with a normal expression."

Chu Yiling didn't go to rescue people, so she didn't know what happened that day, but she was told not to disturb her cousin's rest, but this person had been back for a few days, except for seeing Cousin Yifeng holding Xiaodie that day, After entering the mansion with a dull expression, he has never seen his face until now.

And recalling that the performance of several people at that time seemed unnatural, especially Lie Qingchen, who could be said to be pale and bloodless, but looking at his cousin, he didn't seem to have suffered any skin trauma.

She tried to ask something, but no one answered, Chu Yiling couldn't help thinking: This person must have been stimulated by something.

"... Being too stupid is not a bad thing." Song Lian looked at her, and suddenly flicked the little girl's smooth forehead with her fingers.

The person who was shot subconsciously jumped away, covering the place where he was shot, with resentment in his eyes: What do you mean, such a sentence without thinking, it is really inexplicable.

Seeing the other party's cute behavior, Song Lian actually chuckled and didn't say anything else.

Chu Yiling couldn't see his self-righteous and pretentious expression, and suddenly his face turned red, but it was all out of anger.

Thinking of her majestic Miss Chu family, she would rather be pissed to death than stupid, so she immediately insisted, "Hey, I said ice face, what do you mean, and why are you laughing at me?"

"Why did Miss Chu say that?" Song Lian suddenly wanted to tease her.

"You still don't admit it." Chu Yiling looked at him and felt weird, "Did you just laugh?"

Song Lian laughed again, "So what?"

"You!" Isn't the person in front of you cold-faced and taciturn, why does he suddenly love to laugh, and even laughed twice in a row, what the hell!Chu Yiling wished to slap the opponent's face with his palm, to see if he still smiled so dazzlingly.

In fact, Song Lian really didn't smile very much, but it was much better than the expressionless and serious smile before.

"Hehe..." Song Lian turned around and left, ignoring someone who was jumping.

"Stop! Stop..." Chu Yiling yelled, but unfortunately the other party had drifted away.

Duan Yifeng looked at Xiaodie who was getting haggard day by day, feeling even more guilty in his heart, turned around, and gently put down the medicine bowl in his hand.

"Young Master." Someone suddenly whispered behind him.

"...Ah, Xiaodie, you're awake!" In fact, Duan Yifeng also understood that it wasn't that he woke up, but that he finally spoke.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling better? Is there any discomfort?" Duan Yifeng was caught off guard by her sudden opening, "Uh... I'm still hungry and thirsty. May I ask Xiaochun to prepare some food for you?"

Seeing that the other party became quiet again, Duan Yifeng felt guilty, so he called softly twice, "Xiaodie, Xiaodie..." Alas, Duan Yifeng started everything, what should be done to make Xiaodie feel better.

"Master, slave...it's okay." Li Xiaodie struggled to get up.

"Don't move, lie down quickly, just lie down." Duan Yifeng hurriedly stepped forward, supported Xiaodie's shoulders and lay down again.

"Master..."

"Oh, are you worried about your father? Don't worry, I sent someone to see him in the morning. He is fine, Xiaodie, you can rest at ease!" Seeing her hesitant to speak, Duan Yifeng thought she was worried about Li old man.

"Master..." Xiaodie called out again.

The voice was interrupted, Duan Yifeng stopped and looked at her, "...ah, what's wrong?"

Li Xiaodie said slowly: "This servant wants to go home and visit my father."

"Go home? But you're not in good health yet, so you..." Someone was obviously not sure.

"Young master, don't worry, the servant's body is already much better."

"Then... well, I will let Xiaochun prepare, but today is not enough, wait until tomorrow, I will go back with you tomorrow." Duan Yifeng thought about it, and finally nodded.

Li Xiaodie tugged the corner of her mouth lightly, then closed her eyes and stopped talking.

(110 four) embarrassing situation

"In a bad mood?" Because of Huangfu Jingxuan, he already knew everything he should know and what he shouldn't know.

Seeing that the person sitting opposite did not respond, Huangfu Yu continued, "Jingxuan has already told me, I don't think you should mind too much, everything will be fine."

It will be all right, who knows!But apart from this sentence, Huangfu Yu didn't know what to say.

"Okay, look at your sad face, bitterness and deep hatred, you don't look like the amazing and talented Lie Qingchen Lie I know." Huangfu Yu rarely called himself 'Zhen' in front of him. "Come on, go have a drink with me. It just happens to be a fine wine that Tubo paid tribute to. This time you are in luck."

"Dare to ask Mr. Lie, can you show me some face?" After Huangfu Yu finished speaking, he didn't care whether the other party agreed or not, and directly dragged him up. "Let's go!"

"..." Just like that, Lie Qingchen was dragged away by our lord the emperor.

So when he returned to Zhuangyuan Mansion half-drunk and half-awake, it was already full moon.

I saw a panicked figure standing on the stone steps, looking at the man's back, like a dream, so unreal.

Sensing the gaze behind him, Duan Yifeng suddenly turned his head and stared straight at the person close at hand. Suddenly, all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart, but he couldn't tell what it was like.

What should I say?Said that he had sent Xiaodie home this morning?Said that he would keep his promise to marry Xiaodie?She said she wanted to stay with her father at home, how many days would she bring him back?I still said that I would discuss it with my parents for a while, and marry Xiaodie...

Everything related to Xiaodie seems to be a wall, a door, blocking everything between the two of them.

"you've been drinking.Duan Yifeng suddenly got stuck and automatically silenced the sound.

If you want to ask a question, you don't know how to ask it. The two just looked at each other like this, as if the two hearts could get closer to each other.

Slowly, step by step, Lie Qingchen approached slowly. After watching from a distance for a few days, he was so tortured that he could hardly breathe. He wanted to take advantage of drunkenness to relieve his yearning for Yifeng. But the more you drink, the more sober you become. People who want to forget can't forget, and people who want to touch are not around.

After leaving the palace and sending the carriage away, Lie Qingchen walked slowly on the street alone, everything around him seemed to be drifting with his heart, until he walked to the mansion and saw the person he missed, he felt his heart drop Only when you touch the ground do you feel real.

"Do you want it?" Duan Yifeng wanted to escape nervously, smelling the faint smell of alcohol getting closer, "I, I'll get someone to prepare hangover soup for you."

"Wait for me?" The speaker's eyes were blurred and he couldn't see clearly.

"You're drunk." Duan Yifeng sighed helplessly as he looked at the hands tightly holding onto his shoulders.

"Wait for me?" Lie Qingchen continued to repeat, ignoring him, and opened and closed her two delicate and thin lips.

"..." Duan Yifeng sensitively endured the ambiguous breath of the drunken man whispering on his face, hearing his low and bewitching voice, but with a hint of softness, it was extraordinarily alluring.

I can't tell whether it's really drunk or pretending to be drunk, anyway, in the eyes of Duan Yifeng, Mr. Lie at this time is like an awkward child, who still can't eat candy.

So Young Master Duan tried his best to comfort himself in his heart, not to care too much about the children, and to be patient enough, "I'll get someone to prepare hangover soup."

"Wait for me?" I have to say, Lie Qingchen is really awkward tonight.

Looking at the hands that still refused to let go, Duan Yifeng couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart, the depression of the past few days actually dissipated a little.

Duan Yifeng couldn't help it, so he coaxed softly, "Yes, I'm waiting for you, I came here specially to wait for you, can you let me go?" This young master really has something wrong with him, he came here in the middle of the night to reason with a drunk .

Lie Qingchen was quite obedient this time, and let go of the restraint on his shoulders, but just when someone was relieved and relaxed, his shoulders suddenly sank, and it turned out that Qingchen fell directly on his shoulders. On the shoulder, Duan Yifeng jumped up, "Qingchen, Qingchen..."

Ha, so drunk!Duan Yifeng 囧: This guy fell too far.

what to do?Looking at someone who is comfortable to rely on, Duan Yifeng resigned to his fate, and directly took him to Qingchen's room with half arms and half arms. Of course, he thought about hugging him, but the imagery he imagined was really different from his image as a handsome young man. It was too harmonious, so I gave it up (Mr.: Hey, hey... my style, you are already like this, and you still care about your dispensable image!).

"Hmm..." Lie Qingchen, who was drunk and hazy, was almost pressed on the bed by the other party.

But Duan Yifeng assured that he really didn't do it on purpose. The sudden situation at this time was because the drunk on the bed accidentally pressed his clothes, so he fell on the bed with him, and happened to be on Lie Qing by accident. (A gentleman: That’s right, my Fengfeng didn’t do it on purpose! Fengfeng: Kiss Mama~~~ A gentleman: Be good...I guarantee that Fengfeng did it on purpose. Fengfeng: I’m down!!!) .

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just when Duan Yifeng was about to get up, someone who was drunk lightly brushed his earlobe with his lips, so scared that Duan Yifeng covered his pink and tender ears, and jumped away, His eyes were still staring in horror at Lie Qingchen who was sleeping soundly on the bed.