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Qingwu, Qingyun's older sister.

For her, Qingyun can't tell what it feels like.There have been too many conflicts between them, but in general, Qingyun still blames her.

Not to mention these things, their affairs are complicated, and Qingyun feels a headache just thinking about it.

Shisan's letter quickly reached Jiang Daoyang. He opened the letter, glanced at it, and threw it into the stove.

After the letter was turned into ashes, he got up and stood in front of the counter, continuing to prepare dinner for Luo Chuan.

At this time, they are in the mountain city in the north, which is located in the north of the Yellow River, and it is winter again, with snowflakes falling all over the sky, which is a beautiful scenery that Jiang Daoyang rarely sees.The people in the mountain city were happy to receive guests, so Jiang Daoyang rented a yard in the fellow's house.After a little cleaning, it became his and Master Luo's dwelling.

Jiang Daoyang learned how to cook these days, and he learned how to slice noodles from the locals.Ever since Luo Chuan praised him once, he made it for Mr. Luo every day.

When Luo Chuan walked into the kitchen, he really saw Jiang Daoyang peeling the dough with his hands in his arms.

"Why sliced ​​noodles again?" Luo Chuan teased, "Chef Jiang Shen is really good at making noodles, but you can't eat this all the time!"

Jiang Daoyang was earnestly chopping the dough. After listening to Luo Chuan's words, he put down the dough in his hand.With a grievance on his face, "I only know how to make noodles. Master Luo said it was delicious a few days ago."

In fact, Jiang Daoyang was not wronged at all.He knew that his cooking skills were not very good, the first time the noodles were terribly salty, but Luo Chuan ate them without frowning.After eating, he also praised him for his good craftsmanship and talent.

Jiang Daoyang fell in love with Luo Chuan terribly, and he was also used to acting like a baby to him, knowing that Luo Chuan liked it the most.Every time, as long as I act like a baby and pretend to be wronged, Lord Luo will promise me anything even if he knows it's just pretending.Therefore, he often used this trick to benefit himself, especially in sexual affairs.

When Jiang Daoyang's face became familiar, Luo Chuan also blushed and panted after being kissed by him.Angrily pushed Jiang Daoyang away, walked out of the kitchen, and stood under the eaves to reflect on himself.

Staying with Jiang Daoyang, Luo Chuan's own principles of doing things were all thrown aside.He likes the present life very much, it is peaceful and comfortable, the days that he never dared to dream of in the past are just in front of him.

Jiang Daoyang brought two bowls of small noodles to the table by himself, and found Luo Chuan in the corridor.

"Master Luo, it's time to eat." He wrapped his arms around Luo Chuan from behind, and his breath smelled like Master Luo.

Luo Chuan usually doesn't like to talk when eating, only Jiang Daoyang talks non-stop.From myths and legends to anecdotes from Jianghu, Jiang Daoyang told Luo Chuan everything he knew.

The gluten is good, and the soup is just right.

Luo Chuan finished his last sip of noodle soup and put down his chopsticks, "What did you throw into the stove just now?"

Jiang Daoyang was taken aback for a moment, then continued to eat noodles calmly, "It's nothing, Shisan's letter, a little matter at the chamber of commerce."

Jiang Daoyang thought Luo Chuan didn't see it, but in fact, Luo Chuan was standing behind him when he destroyed the letter.Luo Chuan could see his cautious look.

"What don't you want me to know?" Luo Chuan had already guessed in his heart, "Is it related to Jing Heting?"

Having said that, Jiang Daoyang knew he couldn't hide it.

"Someone in Nanhuang is looking for you, a girl named Qingyun." Jiang Daoyang paused and continued, "The capital has undergone drastic changes, Liaojiao forced the palace, and Jing Heting was reduced to a prisoner. I guess Qingyun should have come for this matter."

Jiang Daoyang told Luochuan everything he knew, including what he heard along the way, everything about Jinling.After saying this, he looked at Luo Chuan with anticipation in his eyes.

Luo Chuan understood what he meant. Jiang Daoyang liked him, which was somewhat humble.He is always worried that his liking for him is just a kind of elder brother's care or a kind of gratitude.For Jiang Daoyang, everything related to Jing Heting felt inexplicably threatening.

"If Qingyun asked you to help, would you go?" Jiang Daoyang asked.

"Yes." Luo Chuan replied honestly.

"Do you still like Jing Heting?" In fact, Jiang Daoyang wanted to ask whether Luo Chuan liked him more than Jing Heting; if two people had a choice, whether Luo Chuan would choose him.

"Are you so unconfident?" Luo Chuan replied without hesitation, "I only like you. To me, you are no longer the Jiang Fan who needs my protection. You are my lover, and no one can replace you. Understand Yet?"

This was the first time that Luo Chuan expressed his feelings so straightforwardly and sincerely.He didn't know if Jiang Daoyang understood what he said, but he would spend the rest of his life to let Jiang Daoyang understand the love between them.

It was the first time for Jiang Daoyang to truly confirm Luo Chuan's heart. After listening to his words, he now understood that Luo Chuan's love for him was never less than his love for him.It's because I have been narrow-minded all the time, holding Luo Chuan and Jing Heting's past in mind, thinking about every detail.

Jiang Daoyang took a few steps forward, squatted beside Luo Chuan, and rested his chin on his lap.

"It's my narrow-mindedness. I love Lord Luo very much, but I will be jealous." He looked up at Luo Chuan, "So, I want to go to the capital with you."

Luo Chuan said with a smile: "Of course you are going, I also want to bring my little husband to meet the elders."

Luo Su's body was buried in the royal cemetery, and Luo Chuan still wanted to take Jiang Daoyang to meet the empress for real.It's like seeing the elders, and then, they are really justified, and they can enter the high hall, the kind of eternal unity that will never be forgotten.

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The author is very busy, so he sneaked in and wrote some.