Shangguan Qianyu has lived in Fenghe Courtyard for ten days, and in these ten days, he has drunk as much wine as he drank in a year. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past ten days, he has roasted as many as a hundred fish.

The koi in the entire Bibo Lake are considered to have suffered, but it is also thanks to the fact that in the early years, these koi fish grew and multiplied quickly in a good ecological environment, even if they were caught and eaten by him, there were still many koi in the lake.

The result of wasting so much time on so many fish is that Shangguan Qianyu already knows how to remove scales and guts when grilling fish, and he already knows how to season it just right.

Although the roast is still far less than the taste of Yan Qingrui's roasting, it can already be eaten.

He drank on the roof of the Wind Lotus Courtyard, looking at the place where Yan Qingrui had stayed, sometimes he slept on the roof with his clothes, letting the night dew wet his clothes, sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night, looking around blankly, and his mood was infinitely sad; sometimes, when he drank wine, tears would flow down silently.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.

His feelings for Yan Qingrui are even more complicated.

Love without knowing it, hurt, misunderstanding, and even when Yan Qingrui left him and moved out, he never faced his heart.

But when he faced it, not only was life and death separated, but his soul had disappeared.

There is shame in love, there is hurt in shame, but there is a piercing pain in the injury.

And Yan Qingrui, who thought that he had already died and was separated by yin and yang, was now wandering leisurely on a certain street in Changyuan County, Guzhou.

At this moment, she is dressed as a black and thin boy, except for a pair of eyes that are smart and clear, and the whole appearance is not good-looking.

At this time, she walked towards the two people who came side by side on the opposite side, her smile bloomed, her teeth were like jade, and she said, "This brother, your money bag has fallen!"

The gold embroidery thread of the money bag, even if there is nothing in it, this money bag alone is worth two hundred taels of silver.

What's more, the inside of this money bag is bulging.

These two people are about twenty years old, and the face on the left is as handsome as a woman, even if it is a wonderful pen of Danqing's skillful hand, if you want to draw such a delicate appearance, you must have decades of experience. But he looks like this, but he doesn't show fat powder, and his whole temperament is dusty, like a fairy in the world, with a warm smile like the warm winter sun on the corner of his mouth.

The one on the right has a cold face and a tall figure, and is equally handsome, but there is a fierce aura between his eyebrows.

In a word, these two people, either walking alone, stand out from the crowd.

However, these two people walk together, but they complement each other and make people shine. It's really dazzling, but Yan Qingrui has a bright smile, even if she has a black boy's face, she is still leisurely and content, and she doesn't feel ashamed of herself.

Seeing the money bag in Yan Qingrui's hand, the cold man stretched out his hand and took it, this was indeed his money bag.

The picturesque man shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled warmly: "Thank you very much, little brother!"

Yan Qingrui waved her hand absently and said, "It's just a gesture!" Then, she waved her hand and walked away without a cloud.

The cold man hung up the money bag with an expressionless face.

The picturesque man smiled lightly: "Qu Weisan, with your skills, you will lose your money bag, this is the most rare thing this year!"

The cold man snorted coldly, ignored him, his face was cold, and he described himself as arrogant.