Lin Wanjiang choked for breath, and was about to answer when Yan Guanshan said:

"That's good too. Jiang'er is a senior brother, so I must take good care of my juniors."

Lin Wanjiang heard the words, even though he was unwilling in his heart, but Yan Guanshan has always been like this, and he said what he said.

Fortunately, there was Yan Changan, Lin Wanjiang felt relieved after thinking about it.

He nodded and said resignedly:

"Jiang'er, I will live up to the expectations of the head..."

When the three of them left, Yan Chang'an remained silent, nor did he look at Yan Guanshan.

It wasn't until the figures of several people disappeared that Yan Guanshan sighed in a low voice.

Yu Qingfeng put down the teacup and said in a gentle voice, "Brother is too strict with Chang'an."

Yan Guanshan looked outside the hall, and just said: "His mother left early, don't worry about him going astray."

Yu Qingfeng smiled: "Brother is in good health, and we have the help of the Twelve Peaks, so why worry?"

"And that kid in Chang'an is sensible, he's been like this since he was a child."

"If you wait for a few years and wait for him to become a climate, you can rest assured that you will hand over this Tianhai Sanqing to him."

Yan Guanshan didn't answer, but asked instead: "The treasure is lost, what can be used to guard the mountain gate?"

Yu Qingfeng sighed helplessly, and did not continue to speak for Yan Changan, but asked:

"Is there any news about that thing?"

Yan Guanshan nodded: "I'm still looking for it, I just hope it hasn't fallen into the hands of the demons."

Seeing that the topic was getting boring, Yan Guanshan suddenly smiled and said:

"Junior brother has been lonely for many years, when will I find a teacher wife for Jiang'er and the others?"

Yu Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, but said in a low voice: "Brother made fun of me again, I've already gotten used to it by myself."

Yan Guanshan smiled and didn't answer, nor did he notice the sudden loneliness in Yu Qingfeng's eyes.

Lin Wanjiang and Duan Juechen had just sent Yan Chang'an back to the room, and they walked back and forth without saying a word.

Walking to Qingsang Peak, Lin Wanjiang saw that Duan Juechen was still following him, and he frowned:

"Ah Chen, let's go back first, I'll go and see Chang'an again."

After all, before Duan Juechen could answer, Lin Wanjiang turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Walking all the way to Yan Chang'an courtyard, knocked a few times but no one answered.

"Not in the room?"

Lin Wanjiang was puzzled in his heart, so he had to push open the door by himself.

With a crunch, the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards him.

When Lin Wanjiang raised his eyes, he saw the young man sitting on the ground, his clothes half-opened and his hair in a messy bun, and there were empty wine jars scattered around.

He seemed so drunk that he didn't even know Lin Wanjiang was coming, so he grabbed a pot and wanted to pour it into his mouth again.

Lin Wanjiang hurried forward, snatched the wine jar, seeing him like this, couldn't help scolding him:

"Yan Chang'an, what are you doing wrong? Do you want to kill yourself?"

The whip wound on his back has just been healed, and now he must not drink alcohol.

In addition, drinking alcohol is not allowed in these twelve peaks, and if it is found, it will be fifty lashes according to the law.

Not to mention that his yard is in the Zeyu Peak where punishment is in charge, right under his father's eyes.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Wanjiang simply bent down and began to clean up the wine jar.

He said helplessly: "If the head finds out, you won't even be able to stay here for a month."

When Yan Changan heard Yan Guanshan, he suddenly said in a low voice:

"Then beat me to death, he...has never looked down on me."

When Lin Wanjiang heard this, she knelt down and looked at him, poking his forehead lightly with her fingertips.

"It's messy again, you are the only son in charge, it's right to be stricter."

Yan Changan shook his head, but lowered his eyes and said in a hoarse voice:

"If I die, he can marry another one without any worries."

He choked up and said, "No need...no need..."

"Wasting time on me asshole..."

The warm sun was shining outside the window, but Yan Chang'an was not caught by it. His eyes were dim, as deep as a pool of stagnant water.

Lin Wanjiang was about to comfort her when she was suddenly hugged by him.

Lin Wanjiang sighed and patted his back lightly as a suppressed choked sound came from his ear.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, and a figure covered the sun.

The two embracing each other melted into the shadows, and Lin Wanjiang panicked for no reason.

He suddenly turned around, only to see Duan Juechen standing on the porch, watching with cold eyes.

Before he could speak, Duan Juechen suddenly stepped forward and pulled Lin Wanjiang up.

He held that arm tightly, looking at Yan Chang'an, who was slightly drunk, with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Brother, it's time for dinner."

A cold remark came to his ears, and Lin Wanjiang hurriedly broke free.

He calmed down and said lightly, "I'm not hungry, you go."

Duan Juechen clenched his fist secretly, and suddenly stepped forward to lift Lin Wanjiang up.

Lin Wanjiang was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "Duan Juechen! Let me go!"

Duan Juechen turned a deaf ear, just glanced at the confused Yan Changan, turned around and walked out of the room.

Carrying Lin Wanjiang on his shoulders, Duan Juechen did not take the main road, but took the small path in the mountains.

"Duan Juechen! Put me down!"

"Don't let go, don't blame me for being rude!"

Lin Wanjiang kept struggling, and it seemed that he was about to lose his strength, and his palms were filled with spiritual flow.

Looking at the ancient tree beside him, Duan Juechen suddenly let go, and directly pressed Lin Wanjiang against the tree.

The two chests touched each other, and the temperature became hotter and hotter.

Lin Wanjiang's eyes froze, and a spiritual flow suddenly gathered, and rushed straight to Duan Juechen without showing any affection.

As soon as Duan Juechen raised his hand, he grasped Lin Wanjiang's wrist, and the light blue spiritual flow disappeared instantly.

Looking into those watery eyes, he asked softly, "Brother, why are you hugging him?"

With a cool voice, he asked words that were at a loss.

Lin Wanjiang didn't look at him sideways, but said, "It has nothing to do with you."

Duan Juechen's Adam's apple twitched slightly, and said again: "Ah Chen was seriously injured, and the senior brother just spoke coldly."

"Senior Brother Yan was punished, but Senior Brother hugged him to comfort him."

Rubbing Lin Wanjiang's wrist with his thumb, Duan Juechen tilted his head with a gloomy expression.

His long eyebrows were raised slightly, his lips curled into a slight smile, and he opened his mouth:

"Brother, do you really hate Ah Chen?"

A whisper is accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun, through the mottled old trees, the shadows are faint.

The young man's face was flickering, and he looked directly at Lin Wanjiang without saying a word.

When this man touched the soft flesh on his wrist, Lin Wanjiang's fingertips trembled slightly, feeling like a stick in his throat.

He was not good at hiding his emotions, and Duan Juechen saw through his own thoughts without ever thinking about them.

He thought about it for a while, then just said: "Ah Chen is too worried."

After all, with a sudden force, he broke free from the shackles.

Lin Wanjiang looked up, seeing Duan Juechen still looking at him again.

The light brown eyes were as cold as ever, but there was something more that he couldn't understand.

Lin Wanjiang didn't want to think about it, he faintly sensed the danger, so he just wanted to run away, just to stay away from this person.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to push Duan Juechen away, he grabbed both wrists and pinned him tightly against the tree.

Before Lin Wanjiang could speak, Duan Juechen let out a low laugh.

He approached Lin Wanjiang's ear, and asked softly, "Brother and Ah Chen, is this even?"

Lin Wanjiang's heart skipped a beat, he knew that Duan Juechen must be talking about the incident in the Bairi hot spring again.

What surprised him even more was that Duan Juechen understood why he did something to him that night.

Duan Juechen saw that he was silent, and said again: "Ah Chen doesn't understand love affairs, so brother must also understand."

"Why don't we study it, so that we don't get married in the future and make jokes again."

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