The two of them were so busy that they had to wait for the next meal.

"Are you leaving now?"

Jing Yuanyuan leaned on the bed, holding a jar of wine in her hand, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes blurred with a hint of resentment of being left out.

"I'm leaving. I've been drinking for half an afternoon, and you dragged me to drink more...

If Fu Xuan makes trouble for me, I'll come back to make trouble for you!"

Yu Chen was also a little dizzy. He glared at Jing Yuan and snorted.

"Then come... I'm not as special as you. I've lived for so long, and I guess it's almost over. I'm happy to get together more now!"

He suddenly lay down and said in a light tone.

"Shut up your crow mouth!" Yu Chen's voice suddenly became sharp, but soon it was suppressed...

He sighed deeply, looked at the man lying on the bed and said: "I don't want to draw the sword against my brothers again..."

"But if I fall into the devil's Yin, who else can I kill if you don't come? Yan Qing, that kid is not qualified, I am a general after all~"

Jing Yuan suddenly laughed.

"Anyway, I won't cut you!"

Yu Chen shouted at him, his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, but hidden under that anger was infinite fear...

and suffocating sadness.

His sword has been stained with the blood of too many brothers...

At least Jing Yuan, don't let him... start a fight again...

Jing Yuan, however, seemed not to hear the emotion in his tone, and continued to laugh and talk about things that annoyed him, "Hahaha, what if I fall into the evil spirit and harm the immortal boat, what if I go to bully your little Taibu?"

"The people of the Ten Kings will come to deal with you!"

"What if I don't have time and can't suppress it?"

The drunk on the bed closed his eyes and suddenly felt sleepy.

"Why don't you just live well for me! You have to say this kind of bullshit, do you really want to die?"

Yu Chen glared at him, and at this moment he wanted to go up and slap this man twice.

"Heh...you had this attitude before..."

He sneered, turned over and closed his eyes. Sleepiness surged up.

"I'm going to sleep. Remember to spend more time with my old lover... Don't forget your old love just because you have a new love!"

"Go to hell!"

Yu Chen kicked the door open and walked out angrily.

He said a lot of bad things, and now he suddenly made such a joke, saying such nonsense!

Does he think he will be happy? !

Yu Chen walked out quickly, and when he turned around, he paused again and glanced at the person who had already laid down quietly in the room.

"Live well for me..."

The maid waiting on the side lowered her head and trembled, not daring to say a word.

Yu Chen snorted coldly and left the general's mansion quickly.

Only then did the maid dare to cautiously glance into the room. The general seemed to have fallen asleep. She looked down at the door half hanging on the wall...

It seemed broken...

Yu Chen walked on the road with a gloomy face. He felt that the alcohol had subsided a lot. It was a pity that he was angry because of Jing Yuan's words.

"It's really annoying!"

He snorted and sighed a little weakly.

If it really came to that, what should he do?

He sighed weakly and looked at the blue sky with a dazed look.

He really has killed too many, too many brothers...

Among them, there are many who have a good relationship with him.

The maid took the quilt and gently covered Jing Yuan. At this time, he did not look like a general, but curled up like a child and hugged himself to sleep.

His mouth suddenly moved, as if he was whispering something.

The maid cleaned up the mess on the table, and walked down with a pile of plates.

The door half hanging on the wall creaked, and Jing Yuan in the room gradually seemed to start dreaming again.

The lonely and heroic figure floated in his heart, floating...

"Master..."

...

"Buy some rice first, cooking still needs practice, but at least I can learn to make some porridge first...

And brown sugar! Red dates seem good too..."

Yu Chen muttered to himself and walked towards the vegetable market.

There were a wide variety of vegetables, fruits and meat, and there were quite a lot of people.

The people of Xianzhou are actually very particular about their three meals. If a restaurant wants to survive, the taste must be good.

The ordinary ones are not enough, they must be much better than home-cooked dishes to survive.

After all, for these immortal species, getting pleasure from food is a very important thing!

Whether you eat well or not every day is related to your mood for the whole day!

He didn't buy too many things at once, just a bag of rice, some vegetables, and red dates and brown sugar.

He really had to go to Liuyun Pavilion and ask the chef there for advice.

Yu Chen flipped through the recipe in his hand and looked at the steps of the home-cooked dishes. He always felt like he was going in and out of his right eye, wandering around in his brain and out again.

On the way back, he suddenly ran into Yan Qing and Xing Xuan who were having a tryst halfway.

The girl, who was more than a hundred years older than someone, hugged the little swordsman's hand and squeezed hard, looking like a cute little girl.

Yan Qing's face was very ruddy, and his eyes were looking straight ahead. He didn't dare to look back at all.

The experience that night did not make him suddenly bolder. He was still shy when he should be shy. He was a real innocent boy.

As for Xing Xuan...

She should thank the Xianzhou Law for letting her go. If she had dared to do this a year or two earlier, she would have been in prison.

Yu Chen looked at them quietly without disturbing them, and his mood suddenly improved a lot.

A peaceful daily life should be like this...

Leisurely and sweetly, instead of saying something upsetting like that idiot!

Feeling the peaceful sunshine falling on his face, feeling the gentle wind blowing across his face, a smile gradually overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The surroundings were bustling, and passers-by came and went on the street. He strolled among them and saw that the world was peaceful.

Taibu Si.

Yu Chen walked around the office and bedroom and found that Fu Xuan had not returned yet.

He pursed his lips, feeling a little disappointed.

I haven't seen my wife for a long time, I miss her...

But the Sword Saint is the Sword Saint after all, he just felt a little disappointed for a while, then he cheered up and took the things to the brand new kitchen and put them away, and then he hurried to his home.

It's good that she didn't come back, so he quickly moved all his clothes and daily necessities here.

Then, he can act like a spoiled child and beg her, and then he can continue to sleep together naturally.

Then they have slept together for one or two days, are they still afraid that there won't be a third day?

And the things have been moved here, she can't let him take them back!

In the future, he can have a fragrant little Fu Xuan lying next to his pillow.

He can see her in a second when he closes his eyes, and he can see her in the first moment when he opens his eyes. Just thinking about it makes him feel happy... so happy!

Yunqi, who was guarding the gate of Taibusi, looked at the guy with his mouth almost crooked to the sky and left quickly, with a strange expression.

Did this guy encounter something good again?

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