Yan Qingjiu, who didn't know when he had retreated, looked at the pure abyss Lan Xu who had stepped in to stop him in the tent, and frowned slightly. Turning his eyes to look at the unaware ancient painting fan and the man in green clothes dancing happily, his heart was depressed.

Why can she still make you so worried when she is talking and laughing with other men? Why have you been waiting for you, but you don't want to look at me? Pure Abyss Blue Life, how cruel are you?

With his hands clenched, Yan Qingjiu's brows suddenly crossed a touch of anger, and his eyes looked straight at the Tsing Yi in the crowd.

At this time, everyone in the tent also looked at the campfire of Yan Shan, the woman who danced gracefully and smiled skillfully, although through the mask, the light in the starry eyes had already explained a qiē.

Chunyuan Lanqing looked at An Deyang, who was dancing with the ancient painting, with a smile, and once again remembered that night, those two slaps.

Ancient painting fan, do you know how hurtful you are when you are ruthless?

Chunyuan Lan Musu fingers twisted the jade cup in his hand, shaking the transparent liquid in the cup. The face that was as warm as jade was a little hazy at the moment, but it was fleeting, and when he looked at the two people in the venue again, he was already empty.

Turning his eyes to look at Chunyuan Lanxu on the side, he saw that his eyes were slightly closed, leaning on the back of the chair behind him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Chunyuan Lan Mu thought about it but also felt relieved, if he was really jealous to the point of going crazy, anger and appearance would be called abnormal.

Looking at the ancient painting fan with a smile like a flower, the corners of Chunyuan Lanmu's lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes were full of peace.

Chunyuan Lan Yufeng, who had been drinking quietly, inadvertently crossed everyone's expressions, and then chuckled lightly and drank all the wine in the cup.

And the seat of Chunyuan Lan Ye didn't know how long it had been vacant, and no one had any doubt, but who was silently looking, it was unknown.

Beside the bonfire, the ancient painting fan has been quietly watching the movements of Chunyuan Lan Ye. Her sister is not here and not in the tent, in order to avoid any accidents, she must always look at Chunyuan Lan Ye, she can't let this villain provoke her sister again.

Sure enough, I saw that the midfielder Chunyuan Lan Ye left silently after bidding farewell to Emperor Chunyuan, and disappeared into the dark night.

But the 'opening dance' is not over yet, how can she leave? Looking left and right, his subordinates exerted a slight force, and An Deyang immediately asked her when he noticed it.

"What's wrong?"

"We've got to get out of here, there's something important." Taking advantage of the rotation, the ancient painting fan approached An Deyang's ear and whispered, she is not stupid, there are many martial arts masters in the tent alone, thinking of the martial arts master in the TV series who can hear others talking from a distance, she can't take this risk, and she doesn't dare to take this risk.

An Deyang had already guessed her concerns when he saw her doing this, and immediately didn't look around, his eyes still hidden a little starlight, and he gently covered the back of the ancient painting fan, and the two seemed to hug each other tightly and confide in the most touching love words in the world.

Inside the tent, Chunyuan Lanqing snorted when she saw this, and muttered in her heart, what the hell is this dead girl doing, don't others know about him? I've been messing with her for a few years, and I've already figured out her sex! There is no reason to be intimate, and it can't be that she has fallen in love with this An Deyang, then there must be no good thing!

Thinking of this, Chunyuan Lan Qing suddenly remembered his radical words that night, and silently lowered his head to hide the little gloom hidden in his eyes. That night, he really lacked consideration and was more impulsive.

I raised my eyes and wanted to look at her again, but I saw that the dance in the field had gradually entered*, the crowd was surging, the position was changing, and I couldn't see her for a while. When everyone slowly dispersed again, where were the ancient painting fans and An Deyang in that scene?

Chunyuan Lanqing was startled, and was about to sit up, but was pressed by Chunyuan Lanmu on the side. looked at him suspiciously, but heard his lips move slightly, and a silent voice came into his ears.

Chunyuan Lanqing pursed her lips, and then she scolded the ancient painting fan again thousands of times in her heart according to her impulsive action.

He can't feel the slightest bit of guilt about her, and he can open a dyeing shop with a little color!

Chunyuan Lanqing was angry, picked up the wine glass on the table, and the wine in the cup was drunk.

Emperor Chunyuan unintentionally turned his eyes to see Chunyuan Lanqing's movements, and said, "Drink slowly!" Wine is not more harmful than water, don't always rely on being young and not take it seriously, and you will understand when you reach my age! ”

"Thank you for your concern, my son knows!" Chunyuan Lanqing put down the wine glass and said softly.

On the side, Chunyuan Lan Mu, Chunyuan Lanyu, and Chunyuan Lanxu also bowed their heads and thanked them.

Emperor Chunyuan chuckled and looked at the four of them, suddenly saw the empty seat of Chunyuan Lan Ye, and asked, "Why hasn't the fourth brother come back yet?" How long has it been here? ”

"Back to my father, the fourth brother is greedy for a cup, presumably too uncomfortable, so he has already gone back to rest, right?" Chunyuan Lanyu on the side said softly.

Emperor Chunyuan sighed when he heard this, and said again: "I just said, don't take it seriously because you are young!" ”

"Son, remember!"

Hearing this, the four of them said in unison.

The tent was quiet again, and the opening dance was nearing its end.

At this moment, in the silent dark night, how many people are secretly observing others, but they are secretly observed by others?

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Mu Ya changed the clothes on her body back to her original clothes, and then said goodbye to her grandmother and walked towards the place of the bonfire party. Thinking of the fact that he secretly left behind and did not sue the ancient painting fan, he must have been scolded by the ancient painting fan again later, so he smiled unconsciously.

There's no way around it, it's a shame that she asked her grandma in advance, otherwise she would be a harem woman to dance with a strange man, and that would be fatal!

Just think about it, let her blame it later, she must go back soon, or she will not see them dancing.

The moonlight was just right tonight, and it was not far from the left and right, so Mu Ya walked towards the lamplight by herself. There is no screen around her, and she doesn't like other palace maids to serve her, so she has always been alone.

Thinking of Ping'er's smiling appearance in the past, Mu Ya couldn't help but sigh softly. I thought that I would be able to protect you by becoming the master of the first house, but I didn't expect you to die in such a hurry in such a good year, Ping'er, will you blame me?

The night breeze is not quiet, and the Yiren sigh lightly.

The cold night is endless, and the Si people have passed away.

Suddenly, a figure strode in the night ahead, Mu Ya stopped, looked at the figure, and frowned slightly.

When that figure approached, Mu Ya saw his face clearly, who was it not Chunyuan Lan Ye!

The familiar eyebrows and eyes, the love words that once filled his ears, and the picture of himself covered in blood and the loss of his child were all presented in his mind, Mu Ya bit her lip tightly, and her face was pale.

"Ya'er......" Chunyuan Lan Ye looked at Mu Ya's pale face, frowning slightly.

"What are you here to do? I don't want to see you again! Mu Ya finished speaking in a trembling voice, and staggered to the side. (To be continued.) )