Song Qingyu said that he was arrested with Nangong Heng, and Nangong Heng was thrown down halfway. If nothing unexpected happens, he is the closest one to them now.

Unfortunately, Song Qingyu was trapped on the boat at that time, without a sense of direction, and fell into a coma behind him. He didn't know how long the boat was, so he could not provide Qi Miao with clues to find where Nangong Heng was.

As for Ye Ling, she was originally chasing Song Qingyu with Nangong Heng, but what Ye Ling encountered after Nangong Heng was captured was also unknown.

Even though Duanmu Yin did not hurt Ye Ling because of his promise to Ning Zhen, the best result is that Ye Ling is now safe and free.

But with Duanmu Yin's personality, he would probably clear out all clues and prevent Ye Ling from chasing him here.

Therefore, although Qi Miao's escape was successful, the primary purpose was to find Nangong Heng and Ye Ling as soon as possible, but the current situation of the two people is a mystery, and it is unlikely that they will encounter by chance.

Song Qingyu told Qi Miao that she would keep walking towards Qin after leaving, and not stop halfway. It would be best if she could meet Nangong Heng and Ye Ling. If she couldn't meet, don't look everywhere, because she couldn't find it at all.

And there is a hidden danger on her, which is that she is marked by some kind of mark on Duanmu Yin. If she wastes time on the road and is caught up by Duanmu Yin, all her previous efforts will be wasted.

Only by finding Feng Buyi as soon as possible and relieving hidden dangers can she be really safe. She can pass on the route and information here at that time, which is very important.

"Blessed by the Bodhisattva, let me see Xiaoye's cousin as soon as possible, and my brother-in-law can do it."

Every day, Qi Miao prays sincerely towards the sunset, towards the bright moon and the starry sky.

On the Holy Island, Luo Heng was not found to be fake, and Song Qingyu met Duanmu Yan on this day.

Duanmu Yan came to him with nothing to do and took the initiative to find him.

Although Duanmu Yin told him not to disturb Ning Zhen before leaving, Duanmu Yan was interested in Song Qingyu, who was later arrested to serve Ning Zhen.

The cause was that the maid who came to the forbidden area every day to listen to the instructions to prepare ingredients had an affair with Duanmu Yan. She accidentally mentioned Song Qingyu and said that he was very beautiful and good at cooking. He even knew embroidery. He treated it as a strange thing to Duanmu Yan. After all, cooking and embroidery are exclusive to women in the eyes of the world.

The sun was not hot and the breeze was pleasant. Song Qingyu was walking in the garden with Ning Zhen, and Ning Zhen’s face was still covered with a veil.

Duanmu Yan saw a graceful and tall back from a distance and felt his temperament was good.

When they approached, Song Qingyu turned around.

With eyes facing each other, Duanmu Yan's eyes were stunning and his smile deepened. He was indeed a top beauty! Duanmu Yan even felt that the beauties he had slept with mediocrity in front of Song Qingyu!

Song Qingyu's expression was indifferent and retracted his gaze. Qi Miao talked about Duanmu Yan's characteristics, and Song Qingyu guessed his identity, but did not intend to pay attention.

"Aunt, I haven't seen each other for some days. How are you doing recently?" Duanmu Yan walked up to him with a smile and greeted Ning Zhen.

Ning Zhen could not speak at all, so she glanced at Duanmu Yan, shook her head calmly, pulled Song Qingyu and wanted to go back, unwilling to deal with Duanmu Yan.

"Young Master Song? If I remember correctly." Duanmu Yan turned his steps and stood in front of Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu took two steps back, his eyes clear and unwavering, and he bowed and said, "Young Master Duanmu, I'm not respectful."

"Do you know me?" Although Duanmu Yan asked this, it was not surprising. It was Ning Zhen who told Song Qingyu that being unable to speak does not mean that he could not "speak".

"I wonder what Young Master Duanmu has to give me?" Song Qingyu's expression was faint.

"Is there any advice? I have a new jar of good wine. I am lonely. I wonder if Mr. Song is interested in drinking a cup together?" Duanmu Yan smiled so romantic.

Ning Zhen shook her head, pulled Song Qingyu's arm and was about to leave.

Song Qingyu said to Ning Zhen: "Young Master Duanmu is so kind, it is hard to refuse. Master's wife goes back first."

Duanmu Yan smiled, "Don't worry, aunt, this is a guest invited by my father. How dare I touch him? I just have two drinks together and I guarantee that I will send it back in full after that."

Ning Zhen frowned. Seeing that Song Qingyu insisted, she used her eyes to signal him to be careful, let go of his hand, and slowly went back alone.

Song Qingyu watched Ning Zhen enter the palace before turning around and looking at Duanmu Yan.

Duanmu Yan stretched out his hand, "Prince Song, please."

This was a good opportunity for Song Qingyu to leave the forbidden area. Even if he was a "slave", he was the one captured by Duanmu Yin, so Duanmu Yan didn't dare to do anything to him.

Of course, Song Qingyu has lost all his skills and is concerned about Ning Zhen. He cannot act rashly, but just wants to see other places on the Holy Island. At the same time, he does not need to refuse to have contact with Duanmu Yin's only son.

Only by knowing oneself and an enemy can we better defend against the enemy. What's more, Duanmu Yan took the initiative to find it.

"Can I call you Qingyu? What a beautiful name." Duanmu Yan said with a smile.

"I refuse, is it useful?" Song Qingyu asked back.

"Useless." Duanmu Yan laughed, "Qingyu, you can call me Ayan."

"Okay, Young Master Duanmu." Song Qingyu's expressionless face.

Duanmu Yan seemed to have found some fun and kept asking Song Qingyu various questions along the way.

"I know you've changed the core, how do you feel?"

"You are so beautiful, there must be a man who has pursued you, right? I am a very normal man who likes beauty. I feel a little moved when I see you!"

"Your martial arts were destroyed by my father? What a pity, I really want to see if the beauty of Rusi will be more beautiful when she kills people!"

"You really know how to cook? Who taught it? Why do you need to learn it?"

"Your purse was not embroidered by yourself, right? Do you want to be a woman in your heart?"

"Actually, you look like this and have really changed your skirt, smile and wave your hand, I'm afraid there are many men willing to go through fire and water for you."

"Or why don't I have someone prepare a skirt for you? What color do you like? I think you should like cyan, and you are suitable for it. It seems that red is good, and ink is also good."

"I really want to see what you look like in a dress."

...

Song Qingyu almost ignored Duanmu Yan's weird and rude issues, and Duanmu Yan didn't care much, and said to himself, looking a little slanderous.

But Song Qingyu did not think this was Duanmu Yan's true face.

In Duanmu Yan's territory, facing Song Qingyu, a weak man who could kill with his fingers, he knew that all the initiative was under control.

Doing whatever you want within the controllable range is objective and rational in itself.

Just like Duanmu Yan is lustful and has touched many women, but he has never caused any trouble, and he never touched Qi Miao, whom he was unwilling to accept. So many women have not given birth to a baby for him, and he is afraid that he will still be innocent in the eyes of outsiders. Such people are definitely not simple.

When he arrived at Duanmu Yan's residence, the architectural style was a bit cold and hard. There were no flowers and plants everywhere on the Holy Island, and there was only one ancient pine tree.

The two sat opposite each other at the stone table under the pine trees. The beautiful maid brought a pot or two cups, but did not serve wine or food.

Duanmu Yan waved his hand, the maid lowered her head and stepped down, and he poured wine for Song Qingyu himself.

"Qingyu, please." Duanmu Yan raised his glass.

Song Qingyu did not suspect that the wine would be given medicine, so he picked it up and drank it. It was indeed a fine wine, with a light taste and a long aftertaste.

"Qingyu, do you have any lover?" Duanmu Yan asked with a smile.

Song Qingyu nodded gently.

Duanmu Yan's eyes flashed, "Men or woman?"

Qi Miao's face appeared in Song Qingyu's mind, but he chose to remain silent and did not answer Duanmu Yan's question. Those he cared about could not let Duanmu and his son know, it would be of no benefit to him.

Silence is also an answer.

Duanmu Hikaru raised his eyebrows, "Do you like men?"

Song Qingyu was silent again.

Duanmu Yan was intrigued, "Who is it? What kind of man can catch your eyes? My father has not told me a lot about my aunt. You might as well tell me about your experience and your sweetheart."

Song Qingyu shook his head, lifted the wine pot, poured another glass of wine for himself, drank it all, sighed slightly, and a bitter smile on the corner of his lips flashed away.

Duanmu Yan instantly made up a bloody drama!

"The man you like doesn't like you? He likes women? Have you got married and had children? You can't ask for anything, and you don't even dare to let people know their secret thoughts?" Duanmu Yan asked four times.

"This wine is good." Song Qingyu poured wine again and drank it one cup after another.

In Duanmu Yan's eyes, it was what he said about Song Qingyu's worries. Song Qingyu didn't want to mention it, so he drank to drown his sorrows.

"Qingyu, if he is ruthless, don't look back. Life is short, you have to enjoy it in time, and there will always be a better one." Duanmu Yan said earnestly and shared his life experience with Song Qingyu. "Whether two people have love and love, isn't it all for free and happy life, and enjoy it happily? So you must find someone who understands you, and don't have to put a little effort into someone who is not worth it. Some of them are sent to you, and they are very fun, and if you don't have any interest, throw them away. The next one is better."

Song Qingyu shook his head, "You don't know anyone like you."

Duanmu Yan sneered lightly, "Tell me, what kind of person am I?"

Song Qingyu looked at Duanmu Yan with calm eyes and said, "The passionate young master, but he is unintentional."

Duanmu Yan paused his hand playing with the wine glass, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his smile deepened, "How could Qingyu know that I was unintentional? I had many beauties in my heart who couldn't give up, and there was another one today."

Duanmu Yan said the last sentence and threw a charming look at Song Qingyu.

Song Qingyu frowned, to be honest, he wanted to vomit. He just deliberately misled Duanmu Yan to believe that his sweetheart was a man, but he didn't want to tell the truth, and at the same time satisfied Duanmu Yan's curiosity.

However, Duanmu Yan seemed to have believed it and asked Song Qingyu again, why not consider him? He is definitely a gentle, romantic, considerate and reliable lover. Should Song Qingyu try to have a relationship with him?

Song Qingyu got up and left, leaving Duanmu Yan with a cold back. He was crazy! The feeling of being teased by a man really wanted to vomit!

Duanmu Yan didn't chase him, and watched Song Qingyu leave with a playful look, with the corners of his lips curled slightly, "I really want to try out what it feels like when a man plays. Such a beautiful woman, so seductive..."

Song Qingyu returned to the forbidden area and saw Ning Zhen looking worried. He said it was okay, but he just chatted with Duanmu Yan for a while. As for Duanmu Yan's nonsense, Song Qingyu did not tell Ning Zhen, for fear of tainting her ears.

Duanmu Yan did not show up the next day, and asked the maid to tell Song Qingyu that no matter what food he had cooked, he would prepare one more.

When people were under the eaves, Song Qingyu had no right to refuse.

So Duanmu Yan ate the meal made by Song Qingyu himself. At first, he felt that it looked ordinary and tasted average, but he didn't realize it, and it was rare that he didn't want to drink.

This meal gave him a very comfortable taste, and he felt that the delicacies he had eaten in the past were more exquisite. The so-called delicacies have covered the natural fragrance of the ingredients and have fallen into a bad state.
To be continued...