"Ziyan, I'm sorry, I don't want to spread rumors, but Xuemo people only have one person in their life. Even if you and I don't have a marriage contract anymore, I will only recognize you as my husband." Shihuan said affectionately and sadly, with tears in her beautiful eyes, and she wanted to fall but couldn't fall. It was extremely pitiful.

Chi Xuan touched his chin interestingly. This Princess Xuemo was a beauty...

Upon hearing this, Su Yue's face seemed to be even colder, and his tone became colder, "Your Highness Princess, no matter how you think, it's your own business, please don't cause trouble to me. Also, I'm here today. If your princess has nothing else, please come back."

Jiang Yuechu couldn't help but look up and saw that Shihuan was already like a pear blossom with rain. Even a woman could not help but think that even a beauty was beautiful even when she was crying... However, this Shihuan really surprised her. She thought she was at least an independent woman, but she didn't expect that she was so weak...

I don’t know what happened, but I always feel that there is a sense of incongruity, as if... she is too weak! Aren’t Xue Mo people very strong?

Or... she was detained alone on Tiefulong Mountain, really scared? Is this showing weakness or showing kindness?

I couldn't figure it out, Jiang Yuechu lowered his eyes and stopped looking at it. There were too many suspicious places on Shihuan, and there was nothing to sympathize with.

"Ziyan, how could he talk to a woman like this? Look at the people who are crying. Since they are here, they are just having a meal together. How can they drive people away?" But Chi Xuan said with a smile.

Shi Huan looked at Chi Xuan with tears in her eyes, and the latter was openly throwing a frivolous look at her. Shi Huan seemed to be frightened and quickly lowered her head.

Chiyou coughed, looked at Chi Xuan in disagreement, and said in a smooth manner: "Ziyan has always been harsh, but in fact he treats people very well. Please sit down with His Royal Highness Princess. Ziyan was just joking."

Su Yue frowned slightly, Chi Xuan and Chi You raised trouble and comforted each other, because they "know nothing" about the false death of the poetic fantasy, and their purpose was also poetic fantasy...

Recently, some prophecies have been frequently circulated by Xuemo, which has made the five countries unable to sit still.

And Chiyou ignored his displeasure.

"Thank you two." Shi Huan saw that Su Yue stopped talking, as if he had agreed to Chi You's words, wiped his tears sideways, and then sat down.

There was an extra person at the dining table, and the atmosphere became even more silent. Su Yue's face was not better, while Feng Che was not affected at all, and he picked up food for Jiang Yuechu from time to time.

Suddenly, Chi Xuan asked in a chatty manner: "Princess, I heard that you Xuemo sacrificed the mountain many times recently. Didn't you say that the sacred mountain is sacrificed once a year? What's the difference this year?"

The people at the dinner table reacted to varying degrees, at least they were listening.

Shi Huan never moved her chopsticks since she sat down. She sat upright, occasionally drinking tea. When she heard this, she looked at Chi Xuan apologetically and said, "Young Master calls me my name, Shi Huan is, this is not in Xuemo, I am just myself...

As for the things that the young master said about the mountain sacrifice, it is indeed a yearly sacrifice. But I got up and left Xuemo more than two months ago. What happened at home was that my father had never told me that I knew about it, so I could not answer the young master’s doubts.”

Chi Xuan raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully: "It's such a pity... that's a pity. Why did I hear that Xuemo's sacred mountain collapsed? I still want to ask you for advice."

Ji Yu raised his eyes slightly, and he glanced at Chi Xuan. This person was well-informed and even knew about this.

Shi Huan looked at Chi Xuan in a little horror, then made a gesture of reverence for the mountain unique to the people of Xuemo, crossed his hands, and then said in a slightly heavier tone: "The sacred mountain will never fall, so the young master must not hearsay."

Chi Xuan shrugged and said little, "Okay, don't say it if you don't say it, but I'm also concerned. After all, Xuemo is the barrier to the northern part of Central China. If there is any mistake, all the five countries will be nervous. Are you right? Poetry and Fantasy."

Shi Huan's face seemed to be much better and said, "What the young master said is very true."

Chiyou saw that Jiang Yuechu had been lying on her head and eating, and when Feng Che was so attentive, he had long seen him unhappy, especially when he kept picking up food.

Chiyou always had clothes and food to open his mouth. He never thought about picking up food for others. At this time, he was patrolling the dining table for a week and finally picked up a delicious green vegetable, which was unnaturally picked up and put it to Jiang Yuechu.

Jiang Yuechu was putting down her chopsticks and looked at Chiyou in surprise.

Chiyou became even more unnatural, and then quickly adjusted his emotions and said, "Don't always eat meat, just eat some vegetarian food."

Jiang Yuechu smiled, but she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and said, "Thank you, Chiyou, but I'm full and can't eat at all."

As she said that, she gently touched her belly. She was so full that she couldn't blame her. Feng Che seemed to have fed her too much. In this strange atmosphere, she couldn't think of anything she could do except eat.

She couldn't do what poetry is like, sitting upright like a sculpture.

Chiyou shook his head slightly, his face was generous, but his heart was sank.

Jiang Yuechu couldn't eat it anymore, and she couldn't stay at this celebration banquet, so she said to Su Yue: "Ziyan, I'll go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition and say goodbye today."

Su Yue naturally would not try to keep her, but just looked at her apologetically.

Jiang Yuechu smiled, but she didn't care at all.

Jiang Yuechu slowly walked out of the private room, went downstairs, and suddenly ran away! Her speed was extremely fast, and when Feng Che and Ji Yu reacted, they were gone!

Ji Yu was stunned and stared at Feng Che, "What is my master doing?"

As he said that, he didn't know what he thought of, grabbed Feng Che and hugged his arm tightly.

Feng Che pulled, but failed, and said impatiently: "What are you doing?"

Ji Yu said naturally, "My master ran away, you can't run away, otherwise who will lead me?"

It turns out that this guy is fighting!

Feng Che was speechless. Just as he was about to leave, Chiyou suddenly came out. The latter didn't see Jiang Yuechu at all, so he asked Ji Yu: "Where is Yuechu?"

Ji Yu shook her head, "I don't know."

Chiyou looked at Feng Che reluctantly.

Feng Che responded very cooperatively: "I don't know either."

Chiyou frowned. He just stayed for a while and disappeared when he came down. After a moment of hesitation, he returned to the upper floor.

"Ha." Feng Che smiled softly, quite happy, and gently knocked Ji Yu's arm, "Let go, my whole body is full of Yue'er, don't touch it."

Ji Yu was so furious that he got goosebumps from his bright smile, "Feng Che, don't be so rippling, my master may not be able to like you."

Feng Che glanced at him, "You change your words and call me Master early... If you don't let go, I will chop off your hands."

The guy's smile and threatening look was actually a bit creepy.

Ji Yu said, "What if you run away?"

Feng Che said: "Don't worry, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a way out."

"You are the fool," Ji Yu said, then looked at him questioningly, "What are you happy about?"

Feng Che seemed to be quite happy, and answered Ji Yu's question while walking, "Why do you think Yue'er runs so fast? It's because you don't want Chiyou to catch up. If that guy is really a little self-aware, he should give up early. Yue'er is mine, how can he covet it?"

Although Feng Che's tone was careless, in the last sentence, it seemed to have overbearing everything.

The feeling flashed and Ji Yu thought she had read it wrong, so she turned her head and looked at him, and suddenly said, "How dare you tell my master this?"

Feng Che paused and squinted his eyes slightly to look at Ji Yu.

Ji Yu also brought up any pot without opening any pot. You should know that the most troublesome thing about Feng Che is that whether he expresses or implies, Jiang Yuechu is not enlightened.

Ji Yu knew that Feng Che was hot. She wanted to laugh at him for a few more words, but she saw Feng Che smile in an unknown way. Then, her figure flashed and disappeared... it disappeared!

Ji Yu stood in the crowd for a while, walked around the place, and felt familiar everywhere, and felt unfamiliar everywhere. Even the direction he came from just now had forgotten!

"Damn it!" After a while, Ji Yu cursed lowly.

Not to mention when Ji Yu was about to get lost outside, after Feng Che returned to the house, he saw that Jiang Yuechu was already at home.

He stood at the door and watched Jiang Yuechu lying in the rocking chair swaying.

After a while, he smiled and broke the quiet: "Yue'er is tired?"

Jiang Yuechu nodded lazily. She had already noticed that Feng Che was coming, but she was too lazy to move. She was dazzled by seeing so many people in one day, let alone thinking so much.

Feng Che walked in, and he sat next to Jiang Yuechu, without saying anything. Maybe he knew that she was really tired and terrible.

Jiang Yuechu likes such quietness.

"It's getting late, Yue'er takes a nap earlier." After a long time, Feng Che stood up and said.

Jiang Yuechu opened her eyes and felt more and more that Feng Che was like a worm growing in her belly. She nodded and watched Feng Che leave.

No words all night.

The next day, Jiang Yuechu came to the Alliance of Random Cultivators just like yesterday, but suddenly burst out from the streets and alleys, and people were calling her name everywhere. Those who pushed and pushed were trying to catch her.

Yesterday she was laughing at Ji Yu for being thrown into a handkerchief, but today she herself was flooded with handkerchiefs and flowers!

The handkerchief was probably thrown by a woman, but the flowers were thrown by a man! Jiang Yuechu was frightened by the sudden enthusiasm of the crowd. The most important thing is that even if she wanted to run, she had nowhere to run!

At this moment, Feng Che grabbed her waist, and when he lifted his breath, he flew over the crowd! He landed straight in the competition place, blocked the crowd, and quickly entered.

Escaped from the boiling crowd, Jiang Yuechu only returned to her soul. She stared at Feng Che in a daze, "What's going on!"

Feng Che smiled, Xiaojiang Yuechu looked confused at this time, "Yesterday you were shocked, but today I was very concerned about it. So many people have discovered your goodness, and so many people admire you, aren't you happy?"

Jiang Yuechu was stunned. After listening carefully, he could hear someone calling her name while standing here.

She suddenly laughed, her eyes were extremely bright, and the dimples at the corner of her mouth laughed out, "Do they all like me?"

Feng Che's eyes also lit up. He never thought that Yue'er would be so happy. He nodded affirmatively, "Yes, they like you and admire you."

Since Jiang Yuechu walked out of the rain forest, he has been blunt in many eyes and has suffered many disasters. However, this is the first time he has been supported by such a crowded monk.

At this time, she didn't feel that the handkerchiefs she threw on her body were choking, and she didn't think that the flowers were vulgar, and even the shouts were noisy.

It turns out that she has always longed to be accepted by this world...

Smiling, Jiang Yuechu suddenly waved to the crowd outside, as if the shouting was louder.

"Hmph, I really take myself seriously." At this time, a contemptuous voice sounded, heading straight for Jiang Yuechu.

Jiang Yuechu turned around and saw that the person talking was Zhuoleng. He lost the game yesterday, but he actually came today, holding Jiang Wenmei in his arms, which looked even more tangled than yesterday.

Oh, although he lost, Jiang Wenmei entered the finals. She is really infatuated. Is this what accompanied Jiang Wenmei?

Jiang Yuechu naturally withdrew his hand and sneered, "Don't you hide from your inferiority? Are you here to feel affection? Let's recall how you kowtowed to me yesterday and how you recognized your ancestors?"

Feng Che couldn't help but laugh softly. Yue'er's mouth was so unforgivable, but he liked it!
To be continued...