Chapter 453: Feng Jiaoyan

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Ye Liuli froze for a moment, then laughed.
Because of the laughter of Ye Liuli, many people around him were curious.
Dongfang Ling quickly reached out and covered Ye Liuli's mouth, and nodded apologetically, "Sorry, sorry."
People naturally responded.
"What are you laughing at?" Dongfang Chen whispered helplessly.
Ye Liuli still couldn't help, and pulled out Dongfang Chen's hand. "I found these two people to be too cute. They were awkward to die a few days ago, but now they are beginning to show affection."
Dongfang Yan smiled bitterly. "Then you keep quiet, don't disturb others to watch the competition, after all, this ticket is not generally expensive."
Ye Liuli spit out her pink tongue, "I see."
On the stage, a contest ended, and the winner was still Leng Qingying.
Leng Qingxi stepped down, and Geely immediately greeted him, "Master."
But I saw Leng Qingyun's face Leng Jun, a pair of sword eyebrows tightened, and he turned his head slightly towards the stand. "Just a contest, what does Yunyue girl laugh?"
"This ..." This question asked Geely suddenly, "Sorry for the master, the slaves don't know."
"Go and inquire." Then he took the Shuijian sword and left.
Why does Leng Qingyun care so much? It's not that Yunyue is beautiful, or that Yunyue is unique to him, but because Yunyue, who has been smashing seeds in the beginning of the game, laughed and laughed, making his hair almost erroneous.
In any case, he must know what Yunyue was laughing at.
However, the reason why Ye Liuli laughed was that Geely could not find out.
...
In the evening, Dong Fang and Ye Liuli went to dinner.
On the island, away from the hustle and bustle.
As soon as she got off the boat, she heard the beautiful flute.
However, in the cold wind, Jun Luohua sat on a stone bench in the middle of the courtyard and played the flute leisurely.
Although the weather was cold, he was still wearing a thin, snow-white robe was blown up by the evening wind, and the fairy wind was bony.
Ye Liuli took a deep look at the scene that could be drawn into the painting, and then tightened his cloak tightly. "His ... it's so cold, I look even colder when I look at the monarch."
Dong Fang smiled lightly, and put her with her cape in her arms to help her shelter from the wind and rain.
After seeing the guests, the tune stopped abruptly, Jun Luohua stood up and greeted, "Brother Xiaoyao, Yunyue girl."
Ye Liuli looked into the house with a probe. "Where's Huang Huang?"
"She is still preparing dinner." Jun Luohua answered.
"You guys are busy, I'll help her." Said, Ye Liuli quickly stepped into the house.
When Ye Liuli was gone, Dong Fang arched his hand. "It looks like the brother-in-law has succeeded, it is gratifying."
Jun Ronghua's Jun Rong gave a hint of embarrassment, "Thank you Brother Xiaoyao and Yunyue Girl."
Dong Fang is not entangled on this topic, this is the biggest difference between men and women, men are not so gossip. "I want to ask Brother Luohua. Of course, this matter may involve confidentiality. Brother Luohua may not answer."
Jun Luohua said positively, "Brother Xiaoyao talked a lot, you are a person, I trust, if you have any questions, please ask."
Dong Fang slowly converged, her dark eyes flashed savvy, "You and I are the identities of Yunyue, do you already know?"
Jun Luohua condensed his eyebrows and did not answer.
"Although tourists do not participate in the martial arts conference, but as far as I know you, you will definitely send someone to investigate the identity of all the people on the island." Oriental Martyr.
Jun Luohua took a deep look at him, "Is this the so-called confidant?"
Dong Fang smiled, "It is a confidant, but unfortunately cannot be a friend."
Jun Luohua's eyes were dark.
Dongfang Zhi already knew the answer, and continued to ask, "Where is Leng Qingyi?"
"Sands." Jun Luohua answered without thinking.
Dong Fang stunned, then smiled, "Yes, yes, how can I forget him?"
Speaking of martial arts, we must talk about the prince of the Jinsha Kingdom, Feng Qingyan. Jinsha Kingdom circulated a sentence, "Not a prince, be a hero." It is exactly Feng Qingyan.
His martial arts are exquisite and talented. He once led a large army against the invaders of the Northern Kingdom and killed three days and nights. Not only he led the army to recapture the occupied territory in one fell swoop, but also directly entered the Northern Kingdom and killed the enemy marshal. In the end, due to the weakness of the Sands Kingdom, the country cannot continue to attack and can only retreat.
However, because of this battle, Sands became famous, and the hooligans of the northern Danish country did not dare to act rashly.
Sands is a weak country, but because of the talented Prince Feng Qingyan, who once encountered a century, he reclaimed wasteland, cracked down on bullies, encouraged farming, reduced taxes, and promoted education. For several years, the national strength of the Sands gradually increased, and North Wales did not dare intrusion.
The two understood the identity of Leng Qingyun, but Jun Luohua said nothing.
The rivers and lakes have never been entangled with the officialdom. Even behind no one, Jun Luohua still keeps his mouth shut to avoid suspicion.
Dongfang Yu laughed softly and said, "I always wanted to see Feng Qingyan, but I didn't want to meet at the Wulin Conference for the first time. It was fun and interesting." The voice paused. "You know, why did he suddenly attend the Wulin Conference anonymously?" "
"I don't know." Jun Luohua said.
"He will soon be on the throne. Once he is on the throne, his people will not belong to himself and his life will belong to the country. In other words, this time will be the last time he will live for himself, and he will not be free in the future." A glance at the direction of Yantai, "Maybe, he has a dream."
"A dream of rivers and lakes?"
Dongfang magpie stretched out her long fingers and pointed to the calm lake. "You are in rivers and lakes, naturally you don't know the joy of rivers and lakes, you don't know ..." A long sigh, "The of our lives."
This "we" refers to people in the royal family and people in officialdom. It is self-explanatory, but Jun Luohua can guess.
At the same time, another location.
kitchen.
Is Ye Liuli really here to help? It would be nice if she didn't bother.
But when Huang Zhitong was busy in the kitchen, Ye Liuli was sitting on a chair with Erlang's legs up and picking up a carrot.
"I said, you are really a good wife and mother, so many people in your family, so many cooks on Songling Island, can you just order two to banquet? Is it necessary for you, the lady of thousands of dollars, to cook in person?"
Poppy poppy, Huang Zhitong skillfully cut the cucumber.
"The meaning is different. Although my craft is not as good as the top chef, but it can show my sincerity. I thank you and Xiaoyao." Huang Yitong turned around and saw Ye Liuli simmered the carrot. He grabbed it without a word, How can you eat it directly? "
"Why not, it's sweet to sip."
Seeing Ye Liuli's persistence, Huang Mintong picked up a small knife, peeled the carrot skin, and shoved it back into Ye Liuli's hand, "Eat."
"..." Ye Liuli.
Now that everyone is helping to peel, Ye Liuli can only chop up again. "This vegetable is washed, chopped, and you wo n’t let him help? At least a table, chopsticks or something?"
Huang Yantong's face was serious, "No, gentleman is far away from cooking."
In a word, the slippery carrot almost fell from Ye Liuli's hand, "... slavery!"