But he nodded and bowed.

I didn't even dare to take a breath.

Yingqian raised his eyebrows. Looking at Jing Zhaoyin's attitude, he knew that Du Yan would definitely be of great help to the current emperor.

Her family is a monk.

I really don’t like to show off.

But it's pretty boring.

Yingqian was snickering.

On the other side, Jing Zhaoyin heard that they wanted to see Yanyun.

Without saying anything, he patted his chest and asked someone to call Yanyun out.

Yanyun probably never thought that the sisters would meet at this time.

When she saw Ying Qian and Du Yan standing together, a look of ecstasy appeared on her face uncontrollably.

His eyes wandered back and forth.

Finally, it settled on Ying Qian.

"younger sister!"

A cry of surprise came from his throat.

Yanyun's delicate body trembled twice, and she staggered towards Yingqian like a weak willow supporting the wind.

Yingqian didn't even move.

It was not surprising at all to see Yanyun tilting her toes as she approached Du Yan, her legs weakened, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Du Yan still had a look of indifference on his face.

Just when Yanyun was about to fall, she took half a step back, raised her sleeves, and a soft breeze blew into the hall, hitting Yanyun and pushing her into the chair.

Yingqian couldn't understand.

But I was shocked.

She didn't know whether the smoke was intentional or unintentional.

In short, after all this hard work, he couldn't even touch a corner of Du Yan's clothes.

Yanyun sank into the chair, and her expression became stiff for a moment.

But soon.

She returned to her usual soft and delicate appearance.

He flipped up his long hair and said with a chuckle:

"My body is really getting worse day by day. Thank you so much, Master Duyan."

"Miss Yanyun, you're welcome."

Du Yan didn't look at her and just said:

"It's just a piece of cake. After all, Miss Yanyun is Ah Qian's sister."

He also held Yingqian's hand.

The intimacy between each other is not covered up in the slightest.

Only then did Yanyun notice their clasped hands.

The anger in his eyes surged up in an instant.

She clenched her fists suddenly.

The smile also became quite stiff.

"I didn't expect you..."

"yes."

Yingqian nodded, "Do you want to bless us?"

"Of course, sister is really happy for you."

Yanyun nodded. Even though she said so, her eyes kept glancing in Du Yan's direction.

It's just that the look in your eyes is quite strange.

Both resentful and sad.

There was also a hint of jealousy that flashed past.

Yanyun stared at the clasped hands of Du Yan and Yingqian. After a long while, he suddenly said:

"Master Duyan, I wonder if Yanyun can have a chat with you alone?"

alone?

Yingqian subconsciously glanced at Jing Zhaoyin.

He was always watching from the sidelines.

Now my face is starting to turn a little darker.

Yanyun, however, didn't care at all, and only stared at Du Yan with a pair of tender eyes.

Du Yan was about to refuse.

Seeing Yan Yun, he suddenly turned his eyes, looked deeply at Yingqian, and said softly with a soft voice:

"But before talking to Master Du Yan, I still want to talk to Qian Qian first, okay?"

Yingqian and Duyan looked at each other.

Finally he nodded.

Before leaving with Yanyun, Du Yan suddenly took a step forward and held Yingqian's hand again.

The scent of sandalwood spread all over my body.

Yingqian glanced at his big palm and seemed to feel something.

Nodding towards Du Yan, she followed Yan Yun.

Go through the backyard.

She followed the smoke and came to a side room.

No more Du Yan by my side.

Yan Yun suppressed her soft and weak expression.

She sat on the bedside, waved to Yingqian, and said softly:
Chapter completed!