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There are four jars, all of which are the finest Xinghua Village old white sake.

There are more than 12 dishes. And each dish is carefully cooked by the best cooking master in the Broken Jade Xuan.

It's just that, in the face of the table full of delicacies, Yang Xiaofeng didn't even have a trace of appetite, and even the strong desire to get drunk just now suddenly disappeared completely at this moment.

Lin Yuhan didn't even move his chopsticks. In the purest seat of this Broken Jade Xuan, in the face of the good wine and food on this table, she has been just watching, looking at it stupidly.

She was looking at Yang Xiaofeng.

As if sitting next to him, looking at him stupidly, she already felt very satisfied.

"The wine is too cold, let's warm it first", Lin Yuhan chuckled, patted the mud with his hand, and poured a full hand. Next to the table was the charcoal stove used to warm the wine, but before she could put the wine on the stove, Yang Xiaofeng had reached out to take it, or snatched it.

Yang Xiaofeng directly snatched the wine that the girl was about to put on the charcoal fire to warm it, but he didn't even use a cup, so he drank it.

Although he likes to drink, he is not an alcoholic, but at this time, he really wants to be an alcoholic.

When the cold wine first enters the throat, it feels like pouring a mouthful of ice slag into the mouth, and then immediately after, it is like drinking a pot of hot oil.

Yang Xiaofeng's stomach cramped and he gasped. The burning pain in his abdomen couldn't help but make the muscles in his face twitch.

It was only very soon that he poured it again and poured it down again.

Lin Yuhan looked at him from the side, with a little distress on her face, but she didn't stop it. Just watched him like this, like crazy, one after another.

One, two......

When the first jar of wine was not empty, Yang Xiaofeng was already drunk, and he was drunk thoroughly.

His alcohol consumption was not small, but he got drunk very quickly today.

When he fell, Lin Yuhan hurriedly supported him. So, he just fell into Lin Yuhan's arms.

The girl's slender hand gently stroked the long hair on Yang Xiaofeng's sideburns.

She looked at him stupidly, and even after being drunk, his brow was still tightly locked. Maybe his life is too bitter, and he has been hurt too much.

Otherwise, why was he still in such pain when he was completely unconscious?

Looking at Yang Xiaofeng's face, Lin Yuhan suddenly smiled, and smiled extremely happily.

She laughed, just because she understood that Yang Xiaofeng's drunkenness tonight was for her.

He's running away.

The more indifferent he was to himself, the more scared he became. He was afraid that his heart would be touched by himself.

He could completely reject and ignore her affection for him, but he couldn't refuse his own heart.

There are thousands of knots in my heart, why hurt and parted.

It's just that this entanglement is the human heart or the affection itself?

If you don't feel sad and difficult for yourself, why do you need to be so cold as ice.

I don't know when the ice in Yang Xiaofeng's heart will melt again, and who will melt?

Could it be Lin Yuhan?

Or maybe it's for the woman who was as cold as frost and snow.

His heart was originally frozen for her, but I don't know if in the end, will she also be the one who thawed for him?

Soon, the night passed.

No matter how strong the wine is, there will always be a time when it will be drunk, just as no matter how drunk a person is, there will always be a time to wake up.

Yang Xiaofeng didn't know how he came back last night. When he woke up, he was lying in the inn where he had stayed overnight, and Lin Yuhan was busy with morning tea at the table.

The fragrance of tea came to his nose, and the strong aroma suddenly made him sober up a lot, although his head hurt to death, and his thoughts were muddy, but he still immediately got up and washed up.

Hearing the sound of water, Lin Yuhan couldn't help but turn his head and glance at him, and said in a harmonious voice: "Brother Yang, when did you wake up?"

"Just woke up", Yang Xiaofeng had wiped the water on his face, walked to the table and sat down.

"Come, have a bowl of hot soup. This is the shrimp and fish bone soup that I specially ordered the chef to brew. When the wine is just waking up, it is most comfortable to drink a bowl of hot soup."

Lin Yuhan said, and had brought a bowl of hot soup in front of him.

Yang Xiaofeng only took it.

The soup is good, the color is light, but the taste is very fresh.

It's just that, because I was drunk last night, I took a sip of soup, and I suddenly felt nauseous in my stomach, and I almost vomited on the spot, and my head was in sharp pain. He put down the spoon in his hand and began to rub his temples gently.

Lin Yuhan suddenly asked nervously: "Is your head still a little painful, do you want to stop lying down for a while?"

Her care for herself, her nervousness...... , Yang Xiaofeng saw all these in his eyes, and couldn't help but be shocked, but he waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Lin Yuhan was about to say something again, but found that Yang Xiaofeng was suddenly staring at him intently, and he was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Brother Yang, what's the matter...... What's wrong"?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak, just stared at the girl all the time, looked very carefully, and his eyes were very soft.

Warm morning tea, a cozy room, and the girl sitting next to her at the moment and her words of concern. Her gentle eyes, her nervous look, the current situation, how warm, how like a home.

For a down-and-out prodigal son like him, what could be warmer and more worthy of guarding than a home?

But why, he is obviously in such a warm scene, but why is there no trace of warmth in his heart, some are just bitter.

"Yuhan ......", Yang Xiaofeng looked directly at the girl sitting next to him, suddenly smiled, first called the girl's name, and then whispered: "If you are not Lin Yuhan, and I am not Yang Xiaofeng, how good it would be."

Lin Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and there was still a faint smile on his face. Or rather, she seemed to be laughing all the time, bitterly laughing.

"yes, that would be great. If you weren't Yang Xiaofeng, if I had never met you in my life. But that's just ......."

He couldn't say a word.

The two people facing each other suddenly fell silent like this, completely silent.

The morning breeze blew in from the window, blowing the hair on Lin Yuhan's forehead. She was so beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful.

This woman was originally an elf above the nine heavens, why did she stray into the red dust.

Looking at her, Yang Xiaofeng suddenly became confused. He couldn't figure it out, he was just a mortal, but why would she, an elf, be so emotional about him, a mortal?

At the same time, he suddenly felt a little more confused in his heart. The warmth that the girl next to him gave him, whether he wanted to accept it, or whether he could accept it, whether he dared to accept it.

I still remember a long time ago, it was also for a woman, he used to be very brave. Then why, why now, for the sake of this woman in front of you, why can't you be brave once?

Yang Xiaofeng subconsciously stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch the touching beauty. But when his hand reached into the air, it suddenly stopped again.

At this moment, he seemed to see the white clothes as cold as snow again. At this moment, Luo Qingxue's figure hidden in his heart suddenly became so clear, extremely clear.

It seemed that in just a moment, his whole body had completely calmed down. It was like a cold wind blowing in his heart, which suddenly made him cold from head to foot, cold blood, and cold heart.

By the time the morning breeze blew again, the sun was already falling.

On the first day of the new year, the sky finally cleared, completely cleared.

In the silence, there was a soft knock on the door.

Lin Yuhan tilted his head and said in a cold voice: "Who"?

"Holy Maiden, it's me", Kong Yanshu's voice came from outside the door.

Lin Yuhan couldn't help but look cold, and said lightly: "Come in."

Kong Yanshu pushed the door in, first bowed to Lin Yuhan, and when he saw Yang Xiaofeng there, his expression suddenly darkened a lot, and after a while, he bowed and said, "It turns out that the son is also there."

Yang Xiaofeng smiled faintly and did not talk.

"Say, what's the matter", Lin Yuhan didn't have any patience with Kong Yanshu.

Kong Yanshu smiled politely: "The sect leader is very happy to hear that the Holy Maiden has returned, but I didn't see you until the second half of the night last night, so I came to look for you early in the morning."

"I know", thinking of the situation when her father was waiting for her last night, Lin Yuhan wanted to laugh unconsciously, so she playfully stuck out her tongue at Yang Xiaofeng, revealing a mesmerizing smile.

"Uh......".

Lin Yuhan's little daughter's attitude suddenly made the two men in the room stunned.

Yang Xiaofeng was okay, but he was slightly distracted for a moment and came back to his senses in time, Kong Yanshu's concentration was not as good as his.

The girl and Yang Xiaofeng glanced at Kong Yanshu almost at the same time, and saw that he was staring at him dumbfounded, and his saliva was almost dripping.

"Hmph......", seeing him like this, the girl suddenly snorted coldly, and her face turned a little red. However, at this time, she was in a good mood, although she was angry, she just had a cold face, and she didn't have too much trouble with Kong Yanshu.

Kong Yanshu was stunned as if he had fallen into an evil spirit, so that he hadn't come back to his senses after a long time.

"Ahem, cough ......", Yang Xiaofeng had to cough a few times loudly from the side, signaling him to pay attention to the form.

Kong Yanshu opened his mouth, turned his head left and right, and glanced at Yang Xiaofeng and Lin Yuhan in a daze. After a while, he reacted, and suddenly felt that his cheeks were hot, his face was red to the heels of his ears, and even his entire neck was red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"Do you have anything else to do"?

Lin Yuhan's question made Kong Yanshu's face turn a little redder all of a sudden, and he waved his hand again and again, his head shook for a while, and he said vaguely: "No...... There is no ......".

After saying that, he rushed out as if he was running away, because he was in a hurry, and his head hit the door frame with a bang. He had to hurriedly touch his forehead, and he didn't care about the pain, and immediately rushed out.

Who would have thought that Kong Yanshu, who was the head of the twelve demon protectors of the Fengyue Sect, would have such an embarrassing moment. If this scene is said, I am afraid that I will at least be shocked.

"Poof......".

Lin Yuhan was so amused by Kong Yanshu's embarrassment that he couldn't help laughing all of a sudden, and he laughed directly at the flowers and branches.

Her smile seemed to be a little brighter than the sunshine outside, so that Yang Xiaofeng couldn't tell for a while, whether it was the bright sunlight reflecting the girl that made her smile so sweet, or the sunshine was bright because of the cheerful smile on the girl's face.

Lin Yuhan smiled, laughing unscrupulously, and after a while, thinking that Yang Xiaofeng was still beside him, he restrained himself a little.

However, not long after, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and suddenly made Yang Xiaofeng unnatural.

He didn't sit or stand, so he had to grit his teeth a few times in the end.

"Uh...... , cough cough ......", Lin Yuhan straightened his hair, coughed dryly, and then reached out and directly grabbed Yang Xiaofeng's arm and said: "That, Brother Yang, you see that the old man has sent someone to urge, let's go, let's go meet him."

Yang Xiaofeng's heart tightened, as if he had woken up from a big dream, his expression was gloomy, and he was pulled out of the inn gate by the girl at will, and walked slowly all the way towards the rows of houses built by the mountains not far away.

Although the road under his feet was not too far, Yang Xiaofeng felt like he had walked for a long time. Along the way, he has met at least a hundred people, most of whom are full of hostility towards him, if it weren't for Lin Yuhan's face, I'm afraid he would have been torn apart by these evil men at this time.

Of course, Yang Xiaofeng felt the hostility of these people, and he could also feel that in those corners where he couldn't see for the time being, there were more pairs of vicious eyes hidden, and there were even more than a dozen strong killing intent mixed with them.

I don't know how many people in the Fengyue Sect regard Lin Yuhan as the goddess high in their hearts like Kong Yanshu. And at this moment, she, their goddess, is walking in front of these people with Yang Xiaofeng's arm without any scruples, so you can imagine what kind of mood these people will be in at this moment.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaofeng had to secretly complain in his heart.

Unlike Yang Xiaofeng's bad mood, Lin Yuhan was in a good mood, so she didn't bother to pay attention to the unfriendly eyes of these people she met.

Walking through the eaves and alleys along the way, I don't know how many turns I have turned, and finally, Lin Yuhan finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous courtyard.

Yang Xiaofeng naturally had no choice but to stop, and then looked up at this place.

Presumably, this courtyard has been built for some years, and the gates are a little old, but what is more special is that the courtyard wall here is more than a foot higher than the other courtyards around, which adds a little momentum.

Just standing in front of the courtyard gate, Yang Xiaofeng could already feel that a strong coercion was coming out of the courtyard through the wall, approaching him.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to know what kind of people in this courtyard were, so that they hadn't even seen each other head-on, but the momentum was already so strong.

Maybe it's out of the nature of a man, Yang Xiaofeng really wanted to see the people in it for a while, but the courtyard wall was too high, and the gate was closed, so the situation in the courtyard couldn't be seen at all outside.

"Brother Yang, let's go."

When he arrived here, Lin Yuhan also put away the loose attitude just now, but he was still holding the arm of the man next to him and walked with a straight face.

Thinking of the strong power just now, and Lin Yuhan's attitude at this time, Yang Xiaofeng's heart suddenly sank.

When Lin Yuhan was about to knock on the door, the door also happened to open.

Both of them paused and glanced at each other. Lin Yuhan couldn't help but smile lightly, and then tilted his head to the door.

Yang Xiaofeng also smiled rarely, and then the two entered synchronously.

He suddenly had an inexplicable expectation, he wanted to know what kind of person was waiting for him at this moment, or what kind of situation he would face next!

He wanted to know more, this time, what kind of choice did fate make for him?

Isn't it fate?