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Liu Suifeng stared at Yi Jian as if he was looking at a monster, and then turned his head and shouted, "Remember, it's only for an hour." Then, he stomped away, no longer paying any attention to Yi Jian.

Yi Jian looked at his back, his face also filled with black lines.

— — This young master of the flower garden, who had too many legends about him, seemed to be an inexplicable big child.

When he pushed the door open, it was bright and clear outside.

Liu Suifeng stood on the porch and looked at the jade plate of the moon in the blue sky with boredom.

He thought back to what his lover had said. When looking at something, it was simply looking at something.

So he decided to look at the moon simply: very white, very bright, very changeable.

However — he was still bored.

He looked at the sky and estimated that it was about time. He was just about to break into the door and rush his lover to leave, but just as he turned around, he felt as if he had been stopped by a spell.

Under the vines in front of them, someone was standing with his hands behind his back.

His body was covered in a cold layer of ash and a cold sword.

The moonlight was clear and cold, the night was heavy, but it couldn't compare to his coldness, his concentration.

Liu Suifeng had a helpless look on his face.

This time, her lover was in a difficult situation, insisting on seeing He Lan Xue. Actually, he only had one goal.

This was because she had truly been frightened by Liu Suifeng's intimidating words just now.

"A Xue, can you please not participate in this convention?" The moment she opened her mouth, she immediately went straight to the point.

He Lan Xue didn't answer.

Her lover continued, "Just now, Liu Suifeng told me that this convention will be difficult. The third and fifth trials are very dangerous, and …"

"Shh — —" He Lan Xue placed her finger on her lips. Suddenly, she made a silencing motion. The girl didn't know why, so she stopped talking. His finger took advantage of the situation and pulled up her messy hair. With a smile, he said, "Why is it so dirty?"

The little girl followed Liu Suifeng through the tunnel and through the mud road. Although she didn't encounter any big accidents, she still had a disheveled look on her face. Moreover, it seemed like she hadn't washed up for a long time.

The raven's hair had originally been a bit grayish.

She bit her finger and looked up at the sky.

He Lan Xue looked at her reaction in amusement, then turned around and instructed Yi Jian, "Bring me a basin of warm water."

After Yi Jian brought warm water, he led his wife to a wooden shelf and said softly, "Head down."

The girl grabbed the wooden poles on both sides of the wooden shelf and lowered her head.

She stretched out her hand to loosen the messy hair knot on her head. Her thick hair had somehow been tied into a ponytail by a cloth band. Because it hadn't been tidied up for a long time, the roots of her hair drooped down, giving her a decadent feeling.

"Who did this?" "It's so ugly." She whispered with a smile.

"Ugh. Fleeting Wind." The woman tilted her head and thought for a moment before answering.

He Lan Xue's finger paused for a moment before she continued to untie the development belt.

No more talking.

Her hair fell down quickly, cascading over her shoulders like a waterfall.

The thick hair covered part of her face, making her round face the size of a palm. Her eyes were surprisingly large, like her black hair.

She suddenly discovered that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Although her once chubby face was still round because of the shape of her face, her chin was still clear. When her hair fell down, there was a strange charm to her.

She inserted her slender fingers into her thick hair and pressed it a little. Then, she took a ladle of water and slowly dripped it down the top of her head.

She quickly closed her eyes, and the warm droplets of water spilled onto the ground.

He carefully cleaned her hair while pressing his fingers against the acupoints on her head. Previously, she didn't like other people helping to wash her hair, but this time, she unexpectedly enjoyed it. His strength was just right and soft, to the point where she would often forget that the person behind her was a man.

Yi Jian was dumbfounded by the side.

The prince in his memories could reprimand people, write poems, act courteously, and act elegantly. He could also vent his anger on women, but he had never been so gentle and considerate as to wash a woman's hair.

He Lan Xue's expression was very relaxed and natural, as if she was doing something very ordinary.

He sprinkled the salt on it, kneaded it, and rinsed it off with clean water.

Droplets of water slid down her face, spilling onto her face. A few were mischievous, splashing into her eyes.

Then, He Lan Xue took a big, clean towel and wrapped it around her head. She rubbed it back and forth like a pet dog.

Her face was red, her hair was a bit messy, like a bird's nest, and she was wet all around. She looked at him with her eyes wide open, and her eyes were indeed like those of a pitiful little puppy.

"You can go back first. You said that you would believe me, so don't worry about anything." He Lan Xue patted her cheek. She used her fingers to stroke her hair, slightly straightening it, and then softly said.

Her eyes felt wet.

An ant crawled across his heart. It was itchy, painful, and impossible to dispel.

She suddenly leaned forward and hugged Hera.

He Lan Xue was startled. She felt a bit wet in her heart.

The wetness could not be removed, nor could it be ignored.

He hugged her back and subconsciously patted her back, but didn't say anything.

Between them, there seemed to be something wrong, missed, lost and recovered, begging but not able to.

Complicated.

Then, the woman pushed him away and walked out without a word.

Heran Xue stood dumbly where she was, waiting for her lover to almost leave the house before she turned around and loudly said, "I will take you away."

Only, when he finished speaking, his wife had already arrived at the door. It was unknown whether she had heard him or not.

With a helpless expression, Liu Suifeng walked to the end of the veranda and then turned around to look at the man wearing a grey robe and a cold sword.

"Lu Chuan, how can you believe me? I didn't touch Feng Qi, and the reason why she said that was because she wanted to agitate you, so why are you pursuing me relentlessly?" Liu Suifeng couldn't bear it any longer. He finally roared.

"Why didn't you explain before?" Lu Chuan remained unmoved. His blurry silhouette could be seen in the darkness of the night. There was only one sentence, faint but firm and unquestionable.

"Because I like to play. I want to use that opportunity to get you, who rarely attacks others, to play with me." Liu Suifeng's face was filled with regret as he said, "How would I have known that you'd be so difficult to deal with."

"You must marry Feng Qi." Lu Chuan remained unmoved. This was the same phrase he had used for a thousand years.

Like I said, I have no interest in her at all. It's just a coincidence, at most, I just teased her a little — a normal man, when he sees a beautiful woman, teasing her a little bit like a compliment. There's no reason to flatter a woman, so he's going to marry her soon." Liu Zifeng felt that he had been wrongly accused. Just what kind of sin did he commit, to be hunted by a fiend like Lu Chuan for the rest of his life?

"You must marry Feng Qi." Lu Chuan was still the same as the year before.

Liu Suifeng was speechless, rather speechless.

His gaze was darting around, wondering where he had set up his own secret passage, where he would be able to quickly form a defensive formation against Lu Chuan's superb swordsmanship, and feeling a headache at the same time: Lu Chuan's sword was too fast, and at that time, he would not be able to be sure who could be faster than whom.

While the two of them were in a stalemate, a crisp female voice sounded from the other end of the corridor.

"Liu Suifeng, let me be your lover."

Everyone was stunned.

There were still many people here, including Liu Suifeng and Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan was arrogant.

If he wanted to come in and cause trouble for Liu Suifeng, he would absolutely not sneak in. Instead, he would blatantly barge his way in and ignore the guards as if they were nothing.

Of course, saying the word 'charge' could already be considered a compliment to those guards who had gone through hundreds of battles.

He had basically effortlessly slashed through three to four rows of heavily armed soldiers with a single slash.

Then, he walked into the room, using his most astonishing intuition to appear in the place where Liu Suifeng was going to appear.

This incident had already alarmed everyone in the ice palace. Other than Leng Yan, Yan Han and Xia Yu had also rushed to the scene one after another.

Liu Xi did not appear. Ever since he was kidnapped by Martial Lord, it had been a day and a night since he last saw him.

All those who had arrived and those who had just arrived heard the confession.

They both looked in the direction of the voice.

In the sad moonlight, her lover slowly walked over.

His long hair was wet and quietly spilled all over. The loose brocade robe he wore only tied a belt around his waist. It was as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep and was causing others to daydream.

Amongst all of them, Yan Han was the most drowsy.

After not seeing her for so long, her lover seemed to have changed a lot. For a moment, it was hard to say how many times he had changed.

It was just an illusion: he had just touched a hint of her silhouette, and in the blink of an eye, she was in the middle of the cloud again.

The girl walked in front of Liu Suifeng and repeated the words, "I'll be your lover."

As long as she became his lover, she would be able to get the Star Ocean Stones. This way, she wouldn't have to participate in such a dangerous event.

Liu Suifeng was startled and had yet to react.

Yan Han was even more astonished, he could not say what he was feeling. He wanted to question his wife loudly, but when he opened his mouth, he did not say anything. He just silently watched the situation in front of him.

Lu Chuan gave her a cold glance.

Leng Yan also felt it was strange. She raised her hand to have the guards guard outside and not to act rashly. The scene was extremely strange.

In the end, Liu Suifeng's laughter broke the silence. He hugged his lover and said to Lu Chuan in a heroic manner, "I already have a lover, so I can't marry Feng Qi. That girl Feng Qi, it's better if you marry her. Moreover, she likes you from the start. If you don't believe it, you can ask Feng Jiu. "