When Shangguan Qianyu heard this, he said something was wrong.

Is this a joke or a hint of sourness?

He hoped it was the latter, but when he looked calm, Yan Qingrui's eyes were clear, clearer than the lake water, so clean that it was not a bit of impurities. How could it look like it was filled with sour smell?

Shangguan Qianyu was a little disappointed. Qingrui obviously cared about her. She would be afraid that he would catch a cold and cover him with a thin blanket. She would be afraid that he would be hungry and keep him for dinner. But she was also alienated.

He was there, and she was there, but if he went further, she would take three steps back. If this continues, when will he be able to redirect her back to the Qinghe Palace?

She said: You like to ignore me in the past, but you can't afford to follow me in the future.

This sentence made Shangguan Qianyu feel something pressed on his heart. Why was he so a bastard before?

He was cautious since his parents died, and there were not many people who could trust him, especially Yan Qingrui still married at that time in that capacity. He was too careful and instinctively thought that she was a spy, an assassin, and a chess piece of Yan Hongyang, who came to kill him, to plot and destroy him.

The result of being too careful is that people who believe should not believe should be blamed by mistake.

He hurt her heart and wanted to make up for it, but I was afraid it was not so easy. Fortunately, he had time.

He said seriously: "Whoever dares to make things difficult for you, no matter who it is, I will tell her to regret it immediately!"

Yan Qingrui sneered: "Does Xia Zirou include?"

Shangguan Qianyu said without hesitation: "Of course!"

"Don't you feel sorry?"

Shangguan Qianyu turned his head and glanced at her, suddenly smiled playfully, and said, "Qingrui, do you think I am so idle? Do you want to feel sorry for other people's women?"

Yan Qingrui smiled teasingly and said, "Is this a jealousy because of love, annoyance because of love, and hate because of love?"

Shangguan Qianyu said helplessly: "Qingrui, are you reminding me repeatedly that I have no eyes and admit my mistake in saviors?"

Yan Qingrui shrugged, and the matter was ignored.

At this time, the servant brought another set of bowls and chopsticks. Shangguan Qianyu prepared food for himself, but turned his head and smiled at Yan Qingrui: "Is there any wine?"

Yan Qingrui raised her eyebrows and said lightly: "I'm not a restaurant here!"

Shangguan Qianyu said, "But there is a god drunk!"

Of course, Yan Qingrui rolled her eyes secretly. The wine was her recipe, which she brewed. Although she gave the recipe to Guo Qing, there were a few ingredients that were difficult to make, and the second was that it made it difficult for people in this world to understand. She simply made it into a semi-finished product and gave it to Guo Qing directly.

In this way, it is impossible to say that this brewing method is exclusive to her.

The immortals who walk on the Yunju only get a small altar for a month, and they take things with the meaning of rare things as precious, which has become the signature of walk on the Yunju and the gimmick to attract customers, but she has it at any time.

Shangguan Qianyu looked at her and said quietly: "I will leave the capital tomorrow..."

There was a bit of resentment in his eyes, a bit of unwillingness, and a bit of expectation...

Yan Qingrui felt unbearable to see it in an instant. What about the aloof and cold style that he had agreed to be? What about the arrogance that he promised to be said? The dignified King of Qinghe, the left commander of the Royal Imperial Guard, the deputy commander of the Jingji Guard, and the actual ruler of the powerful Shadow Pavilion in the world. Why is this resentful little thing so inconsistent?

Yan Qingrui stroked her forehead speechlessly and sang helplessly: "Jade, come with a pot of wine!"
Chapter completed!