Su Muyi also got up, and looked at Cheng Huan with an obsessive look with a smile, and it was really the same sincere appearance as it was more than ten years ago.

It seems that a person's good character is preserved in his nature.

Sincere and kind as Cheng Huan, even in the big dye vat of the capital, he still maintains his innocent and kind temperament, and has not been eroded by the slightest darkness.

On the other hand, they always think that it is because the current situation forces them to make that choice.

Looking back at the past after its realization, nothing is a last resort, and every step they take and every choice they make is actually due to nature.

There are already seeds of evil and darkness in their nature, but they are only nourished and grown in such a soil.

Cheng Huan, on the other hand, is therefore absolutely holy and bright in his nature, so he will not be infected by such an environment.

"Why are you stunned? When will you come back? Seeing that Su Mu was also stunned, Cheng Huan didn't care much, and walked to the round table on the side and poured tea and asked.

"Since you are so hungry for wine, wouldn't it be faster to ask the dragon to fetch it." Su Muyi came back to his senses and said with a smile.

"Is the dragon here too!?" Cheng Huan shouted in surprise.

Thinking of those days when he used the dragon as a mount, Cheng Huan was still infinitely happy in his heart.

It is more appropriate to say that the relationship between the dragon and Chenghuan is not so much that it is a contract and a contracted relationship.

In those days when Cheng Huan came and went on the knife edge, the storage of the dragon did give her great help.

"Since you miss the dragon like this, why did you drive him away in the first place?" Su Muyi didn't call the dragon out, but just asked rhetorically.

Cheng Huan settled down at this time, and sat down on the footstool on the side, "I always feel that the overlord of the dragon owes you something, not to mention that the dragon should indeed cultivate for some time." ”

"Wow, cultivate! You said it lightly, and the return to Kunlun Mountain is the beginning of hellish life. Cheng Huan's words fell, but another clear male voice resounded from outside the house.

Cheng Huan looked up in surprise, and saw a figure with cyan brilliance floating all over his body, striding over with meteors.

And on his shoulders, a small white figure was being made.

"Tianjun, how did you ride on the shoulders of Brother Dragon, come down quickly!" Cheng Huan caught a glimpse of the small white figure at a glance, and immediately said sharply.

"Brother Long's guess with me lost, and he volunteered to ask me to sit up." Tianjun was not afraid of Cheng Huan, and replied with a hearty smile.

"It's out of the way, this is what I promised Tianjun." The dragon also walked in with Tianjun on his shoulder, and said helpfully.

Cheng Huan stroked his forehead helplessly, now that these two living treasures, one big and one small, are in the capital, and they don't make the capital jump.

"If it goes on like this, Tianjun will spoil you." After half a ring, Cheng Huan said with a helpless smile.

Although that is said, in fact, if everyone here talks about spoiling Tianjun, Chenghuan, the mother, is naturally the first to bear the brunt.

Because of the ten years of maternal love owed in the middle, Cheng Huan always tried his best to make up for those years of debt, and he could always ask for one to two for Tianjun's reasonable requirements.

But fortunately, Chenghuan's spoiling is not blind, if Tianjun's request is not reasonable, Chenghuan will naturally not agree.

"Hey, Uncle Mu Yi, are you here too?" At this time, Tianjun had already sat down at the round table, looking at the elegant and gentle Su Muyi and asked.

This man's little Tianjun is not familiar, but from the affectionate glance he looks at Cheng Huan, even if he is as young as Tianjun, his heart will be alarmed.

Therefore, now that Su Mu also appeared beside Cheng Huan, Tianjun naturally had to pay more attention.

"I'll accompany the dragon back for a visit, and I'll leave tonight." As if he knew what Tianjun was concerned about, Su Muyi didn't make a detour, and said directly.

Hearing this, Tianjun nodded reassuringly, swallowed a few pieces of pastry and ran outside the house to have fun.

"It's a pity you didn't bring good wine, otherwise we wouldn't have gotten drunk today." After Tianjun walked away, Cheng Huan regained his temperament and said coquettishly.

Su Muyi also knew that Cheng Huan was a good wine person, and now that he heard that there was good wine hidden in Kunlun Mountain, the wine worm in his stomach was naturally led out.

"Dragon, there are still a few jars of fine wine buried in the mountains behind Huaqingzhuang before, you go and get them and ask Cheng Huan to relieve your hunger." Su Muyi commanded lightly.

Hearing that there was a fine wine, Cheng Huan's splashing ink pupil Ren suddenly became bright.

"Go and go, I'll go to the kitchen and get some snacks." Cheng Huan immediately stood up and followed the dragon out of the door.

Stuffed in the capital for several months, Cheng Huan also misses those days when he was unrestrained in the cottage.

But when he thought that this was the place where Ouyang Gurong had lived since he was a child, and the personnel here were implicated in Ouyang Gurong's future, Cheng Huan could only force himself to settle down and stop thinking about anything else.

Now that it is rare to encounter the visit of Su Muyi and Yanlong, Chenghuan also wants to indulge himself once and be the Feng Chenghuan of the female robber leader, instead of the princess who is bound by rules and etiquette.

The light and shadow of the setting sun lengthened the figures of the three people sitting opposite each other on the stone table in front of the door, and Cheng Huan's white and petite shadow was particularly abrupt among the two men in green clothes and plain shirts.

However, Cheng Huan's unbridled and sparse posture is not inferior to that of a man.

It is probably such a real and wanton woman who can easily capture Su Muyi's unruly heart, so that he is willing to go to the soup for this woman, even at the cost of his life.

"There is wine today and drunk tomorrow, let's not get drunk tonight!" Cheng Huan was the first to be held high, and said happily.

Su Muyi and Yan Long also echoed and raised the wine glass in their hands, and touched the wine glass with Cheng Huan.

The dusk sunset gradually fell, accompanied by a round of bright moonlight swaying down, Cheng Huan's beautiful face added a little more charm.

Through the white porcelain jade cup in his hand, Su Muyi was once again fascinated by it.

If it weren't for the fact that this woman had already made a vow to marry another man, he would never have let her go of him in any way.

"Mu Yi, are the people in the imperial city so empty, no matter how you look at it, you can't see a person who really has a heart?" After three rounds of drinking, Cheng Huan held the white porcelain jade cup in his hand and asked in a whisper.

Cheng Huan is sparse by nature, no matter where he is, he can be regarded as a person who knows all over the world.

However, only in this imperial city, Cheng Huan had to be the same as herself and the two men who loved her - Ouyang Gurong.

Even if Emperor Xuan of the Ming Dynasty personally decreed and agreed to this marriage, it was not because of his reliance on Chenghuan.

It is because in such a situation, Ouyang Gurong, as the only prince who has the ability to inherit the unification, Emperor Ming Xuan wants to leave him at all costs.

And Cheng Huan deserves to be the best bargaining chip to trap Ouyang Gurong.

Therefore, Cheng Huan is not so much lonely in this prosperous capital, but even more worthless.

Because all the value that Cheng Huan has now is just the queen of the world in the future.

Everyone else used such a name to restrain Cheng Huan, but as everyone knows, Cheng Huan only wants to live a non-contested life of leisurely watching the clouds and clouds at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

"I can only say that there are too many helpless people in this imperial city." After a while, Su Muyi replied lightly.

But he knew that unless he didn't say it, Cheng Huan would be able to hear it no matter what.

And the excuses in his sentence that he didn't want to believe, Cheng Huan could naturally hear it.

"Oh, helplessly, the flowers are gone, the familiar Yan returns, drinking and drinking!" Cheng Huan laughed slightly, picked up the wine glass and said.

However, Su Muyi could clearly see that the brilliance of Cheng Huan's ink-splashed pupils was gradually dimming.

This capital city like a big dye vat is not a place where Chenghuan, who is as pure as the snow lotus of the Tianshan Mountains, can stay for a long time.

What's more, Cheng Huan served as the owner of the Jincheng Walled Wall, if he is used by someone with a heart in the future, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Cheng Huan to get out of it.

Cheng Huan didn't know what Su Muyi was thinking about, he just poured Su Muyi's treasured wine into his mouth cup after cup.

After three rounds of drinking, Cheng Huan, who drank freely, no longer knew whether he was drinking fine wine or his silent tears.

"Chenghuan, although the wine is beautiful, it needs to be done in moderation." Seeing that Cheng Huan had obviously lost his usual routine, Su Muyi persuaded softly.

At this time, Cheng Huan was no longer persuaded by those constraints, but just picked up the white porcelain jade cup and drank the wine in one gulp.

In the end, it seemed that it was no longer enjoyable, Cheng Huan was as bold as he was ten years ago, and he raised the wine jar on the table and drank it freely.

At this time, the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue, who had been hidden on the side, finally couldn't hold it back, and strode over.

When Ouyang Gurong walked to Cheng Huan's side, a long animal skin as white as snow suddenly wrapped the petite Cheng Huan entirely.

"Huan'er, your body can't bear it if it goes on like this." One hand lightly wrapped around Cheng Huan's slender waist, but Ouyang Gurong had already quickly snatched the wine jar in Cheng Huan's hand with the other hand.

"Give me back!" Cheng Huan didn't care about the cold face of the person beside him, and said sharply.

"Why did you make her so drunk?" Ouyang Gurong didn't care about Cheng Huan's hard drink, but turned his eyes to Su Muyi, who was sitting quietly on the stone bench on one side, and asked.

Although Su Muyi ignored Ouyang Gurong's rhetorical question, he raised his eyes to look at Haoyue in the void, and poured himself a drink.

"If there is a next time, I will definitely not let you see Huan'er again!" Ouyang Gurong had already put the wine jar that Cheng Huan was about to grab in front of Su Muyi, and took Cheng Huan's slender waist and wanted to walk towards the bedroom.