Chapter 1136 My brother-in-law is very good, but his cooking skills are a bit poor.

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The candied haws on the table were all shared by everyone.

Yan Nanji bit into the candied haws and muttered in a low voice: "It wasn't so bad at Hanyue Peak before."

Suddenly, eyes fell on him, and they immediately looked away, not daring to complain any more.

Chu Yue leaned on the back of the chair, with a faint smile on her lips.

The reason why it was a delicacy in the past was probably because of the presence of people like Protector Bai.

Now that the twelve guardians of the Holy Domain have gone to support Mu Jun, Ye Mohan's cooking skills have been exposed.

Having said that, although the food on this table was not finished, the atmosphere was much more harmonious.

At the end of spring, the night wind carries the breath of frost and cold.

After dinner, everyone was practicing in the courtyard or playing the piano and dancing the sword.

Only Qin Tieniu and Yan Nanji were hiding aside and fighting with crickets, their heads squeezed together, which looked very funny.

Chu Yue looked sideways, and saw that the children next door came to play with Xiaobao again. A pair of innocent eyes looked at Ye Mohan curiously.

"Xiaobao, is that your heroic father?"

The little girl with braids tilted her head and said excitedly: "Your father is prettier than my mother."

Xiaobao's plump figure was among the crowd, and his face turned red with embarrassment, but his eyes were full of pride and pride.

"Ye Chen! Can we play with your daddy? Xiaohua's daddy also played with us yesterday!" asked the little boy who was slightly two years older.

Xiaobao was stunned for a moment and did not answer their questions directly. Instead, he came to Ye Mohan obediently and asked, "Dad, my friends want to play with you."

Xiaobao asked very nervously.

"What do you want to play?"

Ye Mohan stood up and picked up Xiaobao, talking as he walked.

Xiaobao grinned innocently, and a group of pink and jade-like children circled around Ye Mohan.

Chu Yue held her chin with one hand and looked from a distance. The man was dressed in rich clothes and his ink robe was flying. When he was with the young children, he lost some of his inherent evil and looked more like an ordinary person.

Father.

Xiao Li finished practicing a set of sword skills, his clothes were soaked with sweat all over his body, and he sat next to Chu Yue.

She and Chu Yue looked at the father and son among the children together and said, "My brother-in-law is very good, but his cooking skills are a bit lacking."

Chu Yue smiled lightly, looked at Xiao Li's Demon-Breaking Sword, and gave Xiao Li the recorded "Human Emperor Sword Technique", "Let's try to practice a new sword technique."

Xiao Li took the "Knife Book", flipped through two pages at random, and stood up suddenly, "This is..."

"The Human Emperor's sword technique suits you very well." Chu Yue said calmly.

Xiao Li pursed his red lips tightly, and the hand holding the "Knife Manual" was trembling slightly.

After a long time, she solemnly put away her sword skills and said firmly: "I will practice hard."

"Do your best."

Chu Yue stretched her body, looked up at the hazy blue night sky, then looked at her companions and Ye Mohan and his son around her, and suddenly felt that it would be good to stop time here and become eternity.

After everyone finished practicing, they all discussed the secrets of martial arts with each other.

Only the Yanniu duo were left, still fighting with each other gnashing their teeth.

"Senior Brother Hua, how many small weeks will it take for luck to pass through the internal organs during the tribulation?" Leng Qingshuang stopped next to Hua Yuehen and asked for advice.

"When the seven small heavens and the thirty-two great heavens pass through the internal organs three times, it is necessary to adjust the breath once, otherwise the martial body will be damaged." Hua Yuehen said.

Yan Nanji glanced at Leng Qingshuang secretly.

He was also very clear about the issue of luck and breath adjustment for overcoming tribulations, and Leng Qingshuang didn't even know to ask him.

Qin Tieniu looked at Yan Nanji, then at Leng Qingshuang, and asked with gossip in his eyes: "Brother Yan, are you Miss Zhong Yi Leng?"

"Who likes her?"

Yan Nanji snorted and hurriedly denied: "As a humble gentleman like me, Mr. Yan, I naturally prefer gentle ladies."

"oh."

Qin Tie and Newton were bored, not as interesting as fighting crickets.

At this moment, the seventh elder climbed over the wall, stopped in front of Leng Qingshuang, and handed over a letter.

"Disciple Leng, the letter from Leng Mansion in the North is for you."

The Seventh Elder cupped his fists and said, "Congratulations. I heard that you are getting married in the North next month. It happens to be the day of the competition. It can be said that good things come in pairs. The dean and I will go over to ask for a wedding drink."

Leng Qingshuang took the letter and laughed a few times.

When Zhou Xuan, Xue Cheng and others heard about the marriage, they all discussed Leng Qingshuang happily.

Chu Yue did not go to congratulate, but caught the fleeting sadness deep in Leng Qingshuang's eyes, and then moved her eyes to Yan Nanji.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Qin Tieniu put his hand in front of Yan Nanji's eyes and shook it a few times.

Yan Nan Jijun's face was as white as paper, as if all the blood had been drained away in an instant.

The congratulations he heard in his ears were even more difficult for him to accept than the thunderbolt.

"I just beat you, so what?" Qin Tieniu said: "The worst I can do is I won't charge you."

Yan Nanji ignored him and stood up quickly as if in a daze, quickly came to Leng Qingshuang and grabbed Leng Qingshuang's wrist.

"What are you doing?" Leng Qingshuang withdrew her hand in displeasure, but the boy was so strong that he couldn't break free at all.

"Are you really going to get married next month?" Yan Nanji asked.

"My parents' orders are to marry at the fingertips. Senior Brother Yan, how many women in the world do you think would make fun of their own marriage?" Leng Qingshuang asked back.

Yan Nanji looked at Leng Qingshuang's carefree and unrestrained appearance, and her heart was cracked several times, as if it was riddled with holes, and the pain instantly spread to her limbs and bones.

At this moment, he was like a drowning man, about to suffocate, and the woman in front of him was his life-saving straw.

"Do you have him in your heart?" Yan Nanji asked sadly.

"Then, senior brother, who do you think I should have in my heart?"

Leng Qingshuang withdrew her hand indifferently, "I won't bother senior brother to care about my marriage."

Yan Nanji drooped her head and lowered her eyelashes, covering her eyes with a faint blue-gray shadow.

Leng Qingshuang took the letter back to the house, sat in front of the window, and burned the envelope on the candlelight without looking at it.

She stared blankly at the flickering candlelight, and while her mind was in a trance, her mind was filled with the scene of Yan Nanji showing off the newly bought gold chain.

Leng Qingshuang quickly shook her head, getting rid of Yan Nanji in her mind.

There were sounds of footsteps, and someone pushed the door open and entered.

Leng Qingshuang quickly put away her lonely expression, looked back, and said in surprise: "Xiao Yue'er...?"

Chu Yue glanced at the confetti and ashes flying in the halo of the candlelight, stopped on one side, and said softly: "If you don't want to marry, there is no need to marry."

"Parents' orders, family's responsibility..."

"Are you willing not to marry the man you love?"

Chu Yue stared into her eyes solemnly: "The destiny of parents lies in filial piety, but not in foolish filial piety. The responsibility of the family is placed on the shoulders, not marriage. Senior Sister Leng, if you really want to marry, I
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