C29

The autumn sun was warm and gentle, and the fog gradually dispersed. Yun Duan carried a short-tailed fox down the mountain and saw from afar a man dressed in white standing by the river. When the wind blew, his clothes fluttered in the wind.

Yun Duan's expression was a bit absent-minded. Towards Si Yan Qing Jun, she would always be uncontrollably drawn in, her mind no longer her own.

A few birds flew past her ears, startling her. She rubbed her glabella in annoyance, then quickly walked towards the river to clean up the short-tailed foxes. Afterwards, she carried them to the bonfire and started a fire to roast the meat.

Yun Duan placed the meat on the grill and stood up, her hand still holding the bloody dagger. She walked over to Siyan Qingjun's side, thought for a moment, then squatted down and washed her dagger.

Neither of them spoke. It had been like this for the past few days. Yun Duan did not even take a step closer to him, not even a little bit familiar with him.

It was difficult to get close to him. Sometimes, she felt that he was still considered gentle, but that sort of estrangement had long since kept people away from him.

Yun Duan looked at the dagger in her hand and heard someone sigh.

"Why does a girl like you like to eat meat so much? Are you going to eat all the animals on this mountain? "

"…"

Yun Duan was slightly surprised. She blinked her large eyes as she looked at Siyan Qingjun. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Umm … if you promise me, then I won't eat any more!"

If she could get the man's help, she would be a vegetarian, really.

Siyan Qingjun's eyebrows shot up. He helplessly turned around to drink his tea.

"…"

Yun Duan was stunned. She felt that this person wasn't someone who didn't care for people. At least he knew how to sigh. Plus, she had been eating meat for so long, wouldn't he be able to hold himself back?

Well, if so, should she change her style?

The current her was too rational. If it were her in the past, would he not be able to withstand her?

Yun Duan washed the dagger and placed it in her robe. She had to at least give it a try; it might actually be useful.

Yun Duan took the meat from the grill and placed it on the stone table. After thinking for a while, she found a plate and cut the meat into small pieces with a dagger. Such an elegant person should be able to eat it, right?

He pushed the plate in front of Siyan Qingjun and brought out a pair of chopsticks. His big eyes blinked and he said, "Since you want to drink the fish soup, then try the meat I roast. It's very delicious!"

Siyan Qingjun put down the book and looked at the clouds. He glanced at the plates, which were evenly spaced. He thought that this woman's knife skills were pretty good.

Yun Duan glanced back at the skewers of meat on the grill, thought for a moment, then ran back. She sprinkled the juice onto the grill, then ran back again. She wanted to make herself more relaxed, as she would quickly grow old under the pressure.

"Not eating?" Her meat was roasted so well, and the process was clean as well. The fishy smell was gone, and sometimes she felt that she was already considered a chef in terms of cooking. But why was this Shiyan Qingjun still not moving?

"No poison!" She picked up the dagger and stuck a piece of meat in her mouth, indicating that she really hadn't added anything messy.

In the past, if he didn't eat, she wouldn't have forced him to. He would eat it in big mouthfuls, but today, why was he so careful to cut the meat into small pieces? He even found chopsticks and insisted that he eat it.

Was this her new method?

Or was she in desperate need of medical attention?

Yun Duan chewed on the meat as she looked at the man. No matter how she looked at him, he looked really good. The front, side, and back made her heart race.

After eating, she swallowed it down. Yun Duan's eyes shined as she stared at Si Yan Qing Jun. She thought for a moment, it really was true. Staring at such a beautiful person was enough to make one feel full.

"It's better if you eat a piece. I'm already so attentive!"

He knew that she was doing all this for the throne, but this sudden change in style made him feel funny. Could it be that women were all so fickle?

"You really won't eat it?"

Siyan Qingjun didn't say anything.

Yun Duan frowned, not knowing what to say next. It was all her doing, it was like a one-man show.

He raised his dagger and split one of the chunks into two, which made it smaller.

She picked up the chopsticks and picked up the piece of meat, feeding it to Siyan Qingjun with a big smile on her face. She only wanted to let him have a taste of her cooking skills.

"Can I just have a bite?" Yun Duan lowered her voice. Her daughter's voice was very soft, and she could hear the coquettish tone in Si Yan Qing Jun's ears.

His eyes flashed and he opened his mouth. Seeing this, Yun Duan moved forward and pressed her hand into Si Yan Qing Jun's mouth. She stared at the man's thin lips and absentmindedly leaned forward.

Shiyan Qingjun was stunned. He had never seen anyone so close to her before. Yun Duan's upper body was stretched across the stone table. The hand holding the chopsticks was supporting the table with her wrist.

There was also the faint juice of the roast meat on it. She suddenly raised her hand and touched the man's lips with her index finger, wiping away the juice. Si Yan Qing Jun was suddenly startled and subconsciously leaned back.

Yun Duan's black eyes blinked, then she blinked again and came back to her senses. She looked at herself stiffly on the stone table, and a few seconds later, her ears turned red with embarrassment.

Is she crazy?

How could she be attracted by a beauty? Furthermore, she had completely forgotten where she was. She was on the verge of collapse.

She looked uncomfortably at Siyan Qingjun, whose eyes were slightly dimmed. She suddenly felt a bit scared. She jumped up and ran to the edge of the fire. She looked around and found that the meat was almost done roasting.

Yun Duan no longer dared to turn her head. After the meat was cooked, she strongly requested that she calm down and eat the meat.

However, he could not calm down. He could not calm down at all.

His fingertip seemed to still have the faint warmth of a man's thin lips. It was very soft. Normally, this person would look very cold, but unexpectedly, his lips were actually warm.

Yun Duan shook her head after thinking for a while. She, as a girl, would actually think so randomly about a man's lips. This was definitely the consequence of facing him alone every day. Calm down, she had to remain calm.

Whatever his lips were, she wanted his help.

Siyan Qingjun's black eyes lit up as he looked at Yun Duan's straight back. He shook his head and sighed. This was quite funny. He reached out his hand to touch his lips and unconsciously laughed out loud.

Yun Duan was vexed but she quickly adjusted her condition. The next day, she had already selectively forgotten about the scene that happened yesterday.

In the morning, the sun shined down warmly. Yun Duan walked out of the room and looked around. She didn't see Siyan Qingjun, but turned around and looked around. There was still no one there.

It wasn't strange, since this sort of thing had happened before.

One day, she saw a flower field at the end of the bamboo forest. She had to go and take a look, even if this Si Yan Qing Jun would not agree to help her in the end, she would at least familiarize herself with this Cloud Valley. If he didn't agree to help the next time, then she would come again.

In any case, she had great perseverance towards him.

He held a small bamboo branch and swayed it in his hands as he walked along the end of the bamboo forest. The fog was still very thick, and as it floated in the air, it was like a paradise.

In this multicolored halo of light, he could see the white-clothed Si Yan Qing Jun practicing martial arts. On his fingertips was an icy blue spirit energy.

From far away, Yun Duan narrowed her eyes as she could feel the strong wind brought about by the spirit energy. Si Yan Qing Jun clenched his fingers in the air and the sword energy suddenly shot out at an extremely fast speed.

The wind grew stronger and stronger, causing the clouds to have no choice but to retreat.

A sharp bird cry suddenly sounded out from within the flowers. Yun Duan was stunned when he saw that Si Yan Qing Jun was flying through the air, his toes tapping on the blue sword. As the sword qi spun around him, he became faster and faster.

Just when it was impossible to tell whether or not the sword and the person were still within the sword aura, the spirit energy exploded. Multicolored flowers filled the sky and Si Yan Qing Jun's white robe fluttered in the wind, slowly falling into the flowers.

Yun Duan was stunned on the spot, unable to react for a long time.

As the wind blew, Siyan Qingjun slowly turned his head, his eyes sweeping across the clouds.

His white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the man's expression was indifferent. He was proud and aloof.

The sound of wind rustling came from the bamboo forest behind him. The colorful flowers in front of him were still flying in the air, unmoving for a long time. The man in the middle of the flowers, however, was completely still.

Yun Duan felt as though she had heard the echo of it from her soul. It was so intense, so intense, that there was nowhere for her to run.

Until noon, and then into the night, the roars of the wild beasts could be heard one after another. The scene that occurred in the morning while sitting in front of the bamboo house still lingered in his mind.

It wasn't that she had never seen anyone practice before, but that she wasn't as shocked as Siyan Qingjun. She had always been proud and unbridled, and had always looked down on the world with indifference. She would never forget this for a long time.

But even so, she still couldn't forget her big issue. She slowly leaned over and sat opposite to him, watching as the man slowly poured tea into his cup and then elegantly sipped it before flipping another page of the book in her hands.

Yun Duan let out a light cough. The days passed one by one, and she was extremely anxious.

"Mist Monarch, what can I do to help me?" She had asked this question who knew how many times.

Siyan Qingjun acted as if he hadn't heard anything. He quietly read his book and drank his tea.

"…"

Yun Duan thought for a moment, then she reached out and slowly suppressed the book in Siyan Qingjun's hands. She smiled at him and begged, "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Qing Jun looked at the clouds and put down the book. She picked up the teacup with her long fingers and looked at it carefully, ignoring the clouds.

"…"