Jiang Qingyun wandered around Yan'an City in a trance for a few days, searching all the inns in the city, but there was no trace of Ye Mushen.

He didn't know where to lose his soul, and he missed again and again in the gambling house.

Later, he didn't even go to the gambling house, and stayed in the tavern all day long, numbing himself with alcohol.

This tavern is naturally the one he went to with Ye Mushen a few days ago.

He sat on the balcony on the second floor, drinking alone, recalling the bizarre stories that Yanagi had told him in the dungeon, interspersed with memories of Ye Mu ginseng.

The first sight of seeing Ye Mushen calmly stepping down the wooden ladder at the Donglai Inn was naturally the most unforgettable.

Jiang Qingyun almost instinctively sensed his difference.

Not only because of his appearance, but also because of his prodigal temperament.

Jiang Qingyun was used to being flattered, and it was the first time that day that he took the initiative to talk to someone - he was still a stranger.

I thought I greeted him politely, but I was completely ignored.

spoke disrespectfully to him, and only got a disdainful "get out".

When he was tricked into falling from his steed, the corners of his mouth curled into a playful and mocking sneer.

He was caught stealing his mount, and his clear eyes were filled with self-reproach.

Secretly watching him cordially thank the wonton shop vendor who had done something in the food, Jiang Qingyun also had a trace of unbearability flashing in his heart.

At the gambling table, he was no match for him at all, and the moment before he lost face, he watched him fall down due to poisoning.

In addition to the joy of escaping death, he also sighed secretly.

It didn't take long for him to unexpectedly see the lively Ye Mushen, and he was once again taught a hard lesson at the gambling table.

While being afraid, Jiang Qingyun was also a little glad - fortunately, this opponent who even had a little awe of himself was still alive.

And then ......

Jiang Qingyun's standard vase Junsheng's face was flushed with drunkenness, and he didn't know if he really drank too much, or if he was thinking of spring.

Why do you miss that guy?

Thinking of the picture of Ye Mushen approaching him, he felt that he had difficulty breathing, and his heart beat more violently than the moment before the dealer opened.

At this moment, two familiar figures approached one after the other.

Jiang Qingyun looked at it, and the person behind him was Ye Mushen who couldn't forget even if he smashed his head.

As for the man in front...... At first glance, it only feels a little familiar, but I can't think of where I have seen it.

But looking at his delicate and bewitching face, which was a little more handsome than Ye Mu Shen, and Ye Mu Shen's courteous demeanor, Jiang Qingyun felt tightness in his chest.

No, it's not just chest tightness.

That kind of unfamiliar emotion, storytellers call it "jealousy".

When Ling Shang approached, Jiang Qingyun suddenly remembered that this guy was the shameless person who attacked him and took away Yingxiao that day!

New hatred and old hatred were intertwined in his heart, and a villainous smile appeared on his face.

Standing on the edge of the railing with the wine jar in his hand, he held it in the air and waited for Ling Shang to approach.

Seeing the right time, he poured down a whole jar of fine Lanling wine.

The shoddy prank succeeded, Jiang Qingyun was about to laugh out loud, but he didn't want to be angrily reprimanded by Ye Mushen immediately.

He felt somewhat aggrieved and wanted to explain something, and saw Ye Mushen hurriedly wiping the wine on Ling Shang's head and body.

Stunned to watch the two of them pull and pull in broad daylight, I was so angry that I wanted to vomit blood.

Ye Mushen smelled the smell of wine coming from Ling Shang's body, and trembled with anger.

Ling Shang was actually splashed with wine by a fool......

Jiang Qingyun, is that idiot trying to be splashed with swill?