Regarding Qingrui's martial arts, Leng Yuyuan must not know. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

And in the capital, it has long been rumored that Yan Qingrui has died, Leng Yuyuan reported back to Beijing, and what he heard about it was this incident head-on, so it was no wonder that he ambushed himself here.

This kid can stay on the way he must go back to Qinghe Wangfu on the first day he returns to Beijing, and he has really grown a lot.

It seems that the experience on the battlefield has made this kid grow up.

That's not enough, though.

Of course, not better enough.

If he grows strong enough, good enough, and then chases Qingrui, it will be his own fierce rival.

As for Qingrui obviously being alive, Leng Yuyuan thought she was dead, Shangguan Qianyu was not ready to say it.

Boy, you can only stay for seven or eight days at most when you go back to Beijing to report on your work, and then move yourself again, so that Leng Yuyuan can leave Beijing and return to Yunzhou in three or five days.

Boy, you thought Qingrui was dead, just so that you died this piece of heart. Shangguan Qianyu thought darkly, as for the future, he would naturally understand that Yan Qingrui was still alive in the world.

However, at that time, time had long passed.

Shangguan Qianyu knew that this matter was not very bright.

If it was something else, he must have made it clear, but this matter was not negotiable, and no one could covet Qingrui, it was his wife!

Therefore, looking at Leng Yuyuan's sad and heartbroken appearance, Shangguan Qianyu just fought with him, but he pursed his lips and didn't say a word with a deep gaze.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the coachman in the Shadow Pavilion wanted to run back to report the news, but Bai Xiaoxi stepped forward and slashed him in the neck with a palm, knocking him unconscious.

This coachman didn't know Shangguan Qianyu's identity, in other words, except for the top level of the Shadow Pavilion, all the disciples of the Shadow Pavilion only thought that the pavilion master was Zhou Xingyun.

After all, Shangguan Qianyu, as the king of Qinghe, if there is still the power of the Shadow Pavilion, it will cause people to be jealous, and it cannot be put on the bright side.

Bai Xiaoxi was in a very sad mood at the moment, very complicated, and very sad.

One is sad for Yan Qingrui, and the other is sad for himself.

She never imagined that at the beginning, under the encouragement and instigation of Yan Qingrui, she chased to Yunzhou to find her happiness, and she was separated from Qingrui Yin and Yang from then on.

Qingrui is her best friend, and she died so miserably, how could she not be sad in her heart.

However, when she saw Leng Yuyuan's sad and sad appearance, and when she saw Leng Yuyuan's style of play when facing Shangguan Qianyu, regardless of the moves, she felt a trace of sadness in her heart.

During this time, she was also in the military camp in Yunzhou, to be exact, she was in the military camp where Leng Yuyuan was.

She has always dressed as a woman.

Fortunately, her martial arts are far from being comparable to those small soldiers, and she has been learning the art of war with her brother since she was a child, and she has become a personal soldier of Leng Yuyuan in the barracks, which will not arouse suspicion.

Leng Yuyuan didn't know if he was slow to react, or if he really never thought about it in this regard, even if Bai Xiaoxi was close to him and got along day and night, he had only been worried about Yan Qingrui who was far away in the capital.

Bai Xiaoxi didn't know what it was like in her heart.

Self-pity and self-harm, a hearty woman like her is disdainful, but to say that there is really no self-pity and self-harm, it is impossible. After all, she is a young girl who is just beginning to fall in love, facing the man she is tempting, and that man is handsome and motivated, infatuated and dedicated.

However, she also understands that her feelings can only be suppressed in the bottom of her heart, unless one day, Leng Yuyuan himself can accept her.

The love she wants is not charity, not mercy.