The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 592: I miss you
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Chapter 592 Thinking of you
"Thinking about you!" Yao Mowan put away the notes, smiled and looked at Yan Nansheng who was sitting across from him. He was really the darling of the heavens, and how beautiful it is to let others live!
"You can't talk nonsense, you obviously affect stability and unity!" Yan Nansheng looked at the outside of Yajian nervously. Fortunately, Ye Junqing was not there, otherwise he would have to explain the previous day for this sentence.
"But the shopkeeper really misses you. You said how long you have been here, and the food and accommodation are all provided by the shopkeeper. Didn't the leader think about this?" Yao Mowan turned around. Three black lines floated up on Yan Nansheng's forehead.
"Yao Mowan! You can buy tens of thousands of Juxian Towers for the treasure you visit from this leader, and now you have to count it so fine with this leader?" Yan Nansheng thinks Yao Mowan seems to be better than before. More ruthless.
"That's Yao Mowan, my Saint Wan'er didn't owe anything to the leader! Either go to the first floor to dance a sword casually, or roll up and leave." Yao Mowan got up gracefully and gave an ultimatum.
"This leader can give you money!" Yan Nansheng said the third way.
"Thirty thousand taels of gold." Yao Mowan made an unceremonious price.
"Where is the sword?" Yan Nansheng knew that Yao Mowan would speak loudly with a lion, and he was not nonsense. Isn't it just a sword dance? Seeing that he doesn't dance a lot of flowers, he can keep this Juxian building from being overthrown !
"Mei Ji, go and borrow your sword from Leader Yan to use it." When Yao Mowan walked out of the room, Mei Ji happened to pass by.
"Yes." Mei Ji nodded almost expressionlessly, and then went back to her room to fetch the sword.
"Beauty, do you think Meiji has been worrying a lot these days?" Yan Nansheng looked at Meiji's leaving figure, a touch of worry flashed in his heart, one side, Yao Mowan did not hear Yan As for Nan Sheng, the whole person was attracted by the scene on the first floor.
On the high platform on the first floor, Qi Canglan wore a white robe, standing there elegantly and quietly, with a jade flute in his hand, with a beautiful tone like spring water dingdong, which was refreshing. Yao Mowan walked slowly, feeling a little surprised. She couldn't figure out what Qi Canglan appeared at this time.
"Do you think she is Yao Mowan?" Yan Nansheng turned around after hearing the sound, and saw Ye Junqing standing behind him at some unknown time.
"Apart from Yao Mowan, whoever can speak of this league’s main 33,000 taels of gold!" Yan Nansheng did not doubt this.
"Yes, how could she not be Mo Wan..." Ye Junqing muttered to himself.
"Your love rival seems to have appeared, why? Don't worry Yao Mowan will go on like this..." Before Yan Nansheng finished speaking, Ye Junqing hurried down the stairs.
Qi Canglan's sudden appearance made the entire Juxian Building boil. A few sharp-eyed people caught sight of Yan Nansheng on the third floor. After a few screams, Yan Nansheng became the target of public criticism. At this time, Qi Canglan had quietly retreated, and there happened to be a vacancy on the high platform.
"Sword." Yan Nansheng was unhappy at the shouts of hundreds of people on the first and second floors. With the addition of the word "cheap" Meiji, Yan Nansheng was unhappy.
"Why am I stupid? This leader is standing here and didn't do anything!" Yan Nansheng was extremely aggrieved. He was also the leader anyway, but now he felt like a monkey.
"The leader is misunderstood, Mei Ji said this sword." Mei Ji indifferently opened the sword and handed the sword in her hand to Yan Nansheng, then turned and left, from beginning to end, without a hint of smile.
Yan Nansheng felt that Meiji had changed her person more and more, and the guilt in her heart continued to increase.
Let’s say that Yan Nansheng’s red clothes are like a dream, silver sword is like a flower, and the unparalleled people volleyed and stood on the high platform. The cheers went up and down, and everyone’s eyes fell on Yan Nansheng’s body. , Bai Huahua's silver fell into the high platform. In the corner, Mei Ji looked at Yan Nansheng silently, the tears in the corners of her eyes hidden in her temples.
Cheers in the front, but the atmosphere in the back is very strange.
"I didn't expect you to come to join me, thank you." Yao Mowan was still indifferent to Qi Canglan and was like a passerby.
"You should know what Canglan does, don't take yourself too seriously." Behind Qi Canglan, Huan Luo's eyes were full of hostility.
"Wan'er, if someone is unwilling, Junqing can also come on stage, and Yan Nansheng, the cheers outside are not low." Ye Junqing identified Yao Mowan and couldn't let her suffer. Bullied.
"Hmph, how can you compare to Canglan?" Huan Luo scornfully glanced at Ye Junqing's expression and angered Yao Mowan.
"Why can't the dignified King of Chu compare with a flat-headed citizen? Huan Luo, you usually don't put this shopkeeper in your eyes, but in front of King Chu, please recognize your identity! And, Ju Xianlou was bought by the shopkeeper with his own money. Here, it doesn’t matter if the shopkeeper says it. You, either shut up or get out now!” Yao Mowan maintained Ye Junqing in this way, and let Ye Junqing do it. Being flattered, but it also made Qi Canglan's heart cold to the bottom.
"You! Canglan, you see, you are willing to help her, she doesn't necessarily appreciate it! Let's go!" Huan Luo stretched out her hand to pull Qi Canglan, but Qi Canglan flicked away with her hand.
"I will stay." Qingyue's voice was lonely and lonely, and Qi Canglan's eyes flashed with unclear meaning.
"Cough...Whether you stay, Xiudi will be very happy." Yao Mowan felt that what she said just now was a bit heavy, but she was targeting Huan Luo, Qi Canglan had a bad life, and she was lying down. The gun is out.
Speechless, Qi Canglan turned around Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing, and left the back room alone. Behind, Huan Luo didn't expect Qi Canglan to be indifferent after receiving such insults. The hatred for Yao Mowan in her heart again Add a few points.
Listening to Qi Canglan's footsteps drifting away, Yao Mowan couldn't help but breathe out a long breath. She really had no reason to blame herself. Compared with Qi Canglan's death, her sin was lighter. too much.
"I didn't expect you to be able to protect Junqing, thank you!" When Yao Mowan turned around, Ye Junqing's tender eyes swayed with ripples, like every time in the past, no matter who bullied him, Yao Mo Wan would stand in front of her and teach those people harshly for him. It is true that this makes him feel like a man, but in front of the woman he likes, there is nothing wrong with being a little man.
"You don't need to be moved like this, right?" Yao Mowan was taken aback by seeing Ye Junqing's eyes flushed.
Suitable night, when Han Jinyi returned the Qi Xiu flute who had been playing for a day, she was colliding with Huan Luo who was about to come out.
"Auntie, are you back?" At the moment when he saw Huanluo, Qi Xiudi instinctively walked over, but when he approached Huanluo, he felt the faint chill on her body and retreated to the cold. Jin Yi's side.
"Xiudi, you are not allowed to go out with strangers in the future, otherwise your godfather will be unhappy." At that time, Huanluo and Hanjinyi had fought against Hanjinyi, so Huanluo would take precautions against Hanjinyi. On the contrary, Han Jinyi showed unusual composure.
"Auntie, Uncle Jinyi is not a stranger." As for Huan Luo's definition, Qi Xiudi corrected it in time.
"Venerable Han, since Xiu Flute is back, please, please." Huan Luo looked at Han Jinyi with cold eyes, her voice seemed to be warning.
"But Xiu Di still wants Uncle Jin Yi to come to my room...I have something to give him..." Qi Xiu Di took Han Jin Yi's hand and didn't let go, but instead tightened his grip.
"Xiudi, I'm all back, why don't you come in? Let your uncle Jinyi come in and drink a glass of water!" At the time of the stalemate, Yao Mowan called out uninterestingly. Hearing Yao Mowan's call like this, Qi Xiudi readily pulled Han Jinyi into the Juxian Building, leaving Huan Luo alone at the door in embarrassment.
Huan Luo swallowed fiercely and stepped away abruptly after hearing the chattering and laughing in the main hall.
"Xiu Flute?" Qingyue's voice sounded leisurely. Qi Xiu Flute, who was with Han Jinyi, heard the sound abruptly. When he turned around, he clearly saw Qi Canglan standing behind him.
"Godfather..." Qi Xiudi's eyes flushed, and his voice was full of crying, but he did not rush forward, which made Qi Canglan very surprised. In the past in Yanchi Nation, no matter how long he left, as long as he returned to Yanchi Nation, Qixiu's flute would jump to his side like a fawn, without exception.
At this moment, Qi Xiudi's hand is still holding the Han Jinyi, without letting go.
"Xiudi, how have you been these days?" Qi Canglan's heart trembled slightly, but his face kept a faint smile.
"Well, repairing the flute is very good, with Uncle Jinyi accompanied, everything is fine for repairing the flute. Godfather, sit down!" Qi Xiudi pulled out the chair beside him, respectfully distant.
"Thank you Lord Han for taking care of repairing the flute." Qi Canglan washed Han Jinyi's jaw slightly, and Han Jinyi also nodded.
"It's getting late, Jin Yi is leaving." Han Jinyi stroked Qi Xiudi's head as he spoke, his eyes full of petting. It wasn't until Han Jinyi's figure faded out of the gate of Juxianlou that Qi Xiudi was willing to withdraw his sight.
"Goddess, Xiu Di went back to rest." After Qi Xiu Di bowed to Qi Canglan, he returned to his room. Before he could raise the hand that he wanted to reach out, he returned to its original position.
"Regret it?" Seeing the loneliness in Qi Canglan's eyes, Yao Mowan sat down slowly, and then pushed the teacup in Qi Canglan's direction.
"What do you mean?" Qi Canglan sat down calmly, her crystal-like jade fingers ### looking at the tea cup in front of her.
"Wan'er has always felt that even the strongest feelings need to be maintained. It is the first time for Xiudi to leave the country of Yanchi, and you just leave Xiudi in the Juxianlou, without asking, if not Han Jinyi, even Wan'er thinks Xiudi is very pitiful." Yao Mowan said solemnly, telling Qi Canglan the grievances of Qi Xiudi word by word.
"I never thought about this..." Qi Canglan's eyes drooped slightly, and his thin lips gradually became a line. He had never felt like this before.
"That's because Xiudi has never alienated you like it is today. Do you know why?" Yao Mowan's tone increased. When Qi Canglan heard the sound, he turned his eyes and looked at Yao Mowan blankly. He really questioned in his heart.
"In the country of Yan Chi, Xiu Flute has no friends, because of his appearance, people in the country of Yan Chi regard him as a foreigner, that is, the untouchable people you often say, if it weren’t for you, a high-powered person. Dad, he may not be able to live to the present, so in the Yanchi Kingdom, he depends on you, even if you are not there, he still depends on your reputation to survive. This kind of relationship is actually not strong, if... Wan'er said If you really care about Xiu Flute, please take some time to spend more time with him!" Yao Mowan's eyes were solemn and his voice was sonorous.
"Do you care about repairing the flute?" Qi Cang Lanhu questioned when he heard the anger in Yao Mowan's voice.
"Yes, at least I care more than you!" Yao Mowan does not deny that she just likes to repair the flute. In the corner, a small figure squatted there to eavesdrop, and quietly wiped the back of his hand to the corner of his eye.
Since Yao Mowan defended Ye Junqing in front of Qi Canglan that day, Ye Junqing has been more and more attentive to Yao Mowan. The kind of care that is similar to spoiling makes Yao Mowan particularly useful, Yao Mowan Sometimes I wonder, if she can live like this for a lifetime, then what else can she ask for!
"The shopkeeper, are you thirsty? Drink tea." At the tent, Ye Junqing brought warm tea to Yao Mowan's side, and before handing it to Yao Mowan, he deliberately blew it twice.
"Actually, if you don't be the king of Chu, it's still very good to be a trotter." Yao Mowan received the tea cup in Jun Qing's hand for the night, with a smile on her face.
"If the shopkeeper is willing, Junqing is willing to be your lifelong trotter." Ye Junqing said from the heart of his most simple vow.
"It's not Yao Mowan, but me, Sheng Wan'er?" At this moment, Yao Mowan felt a little hesitant, a little nervous, she was afraid that this happiness was only a flash in the pan, and one day she would have nothing.
"It's you!" Ye Junqing nodded fiercely.