The two of them fought until dawn, and Ye Qingjue let Ye Qingcheng go. Seeing Ye Qingcheng faded his green and firm face, he was very proud, "I'm not bad boy!" This was Ye Qingjue's first praise of Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng suddenly felt that he had not been in vain for this meal tonight.

Looking at Ye Qingcheng's happy pig-headed face, Ye Qingjue felt a little guilty as calm as Ye Qingjue. Look at his blue face, it was terrible. He was too cruel to do it.

Ye Qingcheng had not yet discovered that his cherished face had turned into a pig's face. Ye Qingjue coughed lightly, "Go to find Lian'er tomorrow to get some medicine, I'll coax your sister-in-law first." As he said that, Ye Qingjue turned around and walked away.

Only Ye Qingcheng was left with a silly smile, but when he thought of his elder brother's unnatural expression, Ye Qingcheng's mind flashed, turned back to the room, and looked at the mirror, "Ah!!" A shrill voice resounded throughout the palace. So, today was the earliest day for the entire palace to get up.

Ye Qingjue set up a barrier in their yard, so Shui Liuli didn't hear it and was still sleeping soundly. She had already thought it through.

After hearing Ye Qingcheng's shouts, Ye Qingjue paused to the kitchen, walked to the destination with a steadily pace and went to make breakfast for his wife.

When Shui Liuli got up, she was attracted by the fragrance. When she opened her eyes, she saw the breakfast placed in the room, and saw someone tilted on the soft couch, and her heart felt warm. This man.

After changing into the clothes he usually wore, Shui Liuli walked into the soft couch. Before he could see clearly, he was held in his arms by a "corpse" pretending to be dead on the soft couch. He was shocked and calmed down again. Ye Qingjue did not open his eyes, but aimed at Shui Liuli's red lips and kissed him.

After he had kissed enough, Shui Liuli opened her shiny eyes and looked at the blue color on the corner of Ye Qingjue's lips, "You went to be a flower picker last night, and you were hurt." She raised her eyebrows and joked.

Ye Qingjue did not answer, "Madam, you are not angry anymore!" "Are you angry? Wasting time." As he said that, Shui Liuli pushed Ye Qingjue's body away, walked towards the table without looking back, looking at the steaming breakfast.

He threw a bottle backwards, "Wipe, it's so ugly." His contemptuous tone was filled with concern that could not be ignored.

Ye Qingjue stopped his move to hold Shui Liuli and caught the small bottle.

Looking at the transparent liquid inside, he pursed his lips slightly, and held the bottle tightly, "My wife, please apply it to me."

"Don't be too tempted." He picked up the chopsticks and added a small bun. The familiar taste was made by this man. Looking at the exquisite breakfast, Shui Liuli knew that he must have made it very early, otherwise he would not have finished it at all. This man really made her love and hate her.

Shui Liuli rudely avoided the porcelain bottle in Ye Qingjue's hand, poured out a little, and the crystal liquid flashed a faint light in Shui Liuli's hand, wafting with a pleasant fragrance of medicine.

"Show your face up." Shui Liuli looked at the blue color on Ye Qingjue's lips, "It's useless to fight with Qingcheng. It's so useless. She can't beat her younger brother." A little crystal liquid was stained with her index finger and gently applied it to the small flaws on the jade-like skin. The heartache in her eyes could not be blocked.

Ye Qingjue, who was originally a little nervous in his heart and couldn't figure out his wife's thoughts, was still concerned about him when he relaxed.

"That's because you didn't see Qingcheng's face, how could I lose?" Ye Qingjue had such a arrogant expression in front of Shui Liuli. In Shui Liuli's eyes, this expression was so cute.

After applying it to him, close the bottle plug, "It will be relieved after an hour." He paused, "Let's have a meal."

As he said that, he sat down again, and suddenly he thought of something, "Don't send some to Qingcheng, this is the best bruising medicine that Lian'er has refined."

"He probably has gone now. I told him to ask him to find Lian'er, so don't worry." Ye Qingjue picked up another fried browned cucumber bag and poured it in front of Shui Liuli, "My wife, eat more, I made it by myself." Shui Liuli glanced at him, but did not refute, picked up the cucumber bag and put it into her mouth.

It's really good, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and delicious, and delicious. "It's good in craftsmanship." Shui Liuli praised it with confusion. Ye Qingjue was overjoyed, "Will I make it for you to eat from now on?"

"No." Shui Liuli refused without thinking. Ye Qing's happy face suddenly turned black. Shui Liuli looked at him changing his face and wanted to laugh in her heart, "You have done it, the chef in the royal palace will be unemployed."

Ye Qingjue then turned into a clear and dark state. Since his wife did not dislike him but felt sorry for him, she reached out to hug Shui Liuli, with her lips pressed against Shui Liuli's neck, "My wife, can't stop being angry with me in the future, my heart hurts." Ye Qingjue said pitifully.

Shui Liuli's lips raised, "You can really pretend, how can you still feel pain?" However, the joy was beyond words, but she still reached out to touch Ye Qingjue's chest.

"Okay, stop making trouble, let's go and see how the game is going." Shui Liuli patted Ye Qingjue's hand that was placed on her waist. She was angry that she was not in good relationship with them. Why should she be angry? They had a conflict and it would be great if they watched the show.

"Ye Qingjue nodded slightly, pulled Shui Liuli and stood up, "You dress me."

The martial arts conference began as early as dawn. There were four guardians and Chu Liuyun. In fact, they could not go there today. However, in the prosperous era of martial arts, it would be a pity not to go and see it. If any talent is missing, it really feels a loss.

After dressing Ye Qingjue neatly, the two walked hand in hand toward Jinyun Villa. This time, Shui Liuli did not dress up as Master Jinyun, but was dressed in light purple women's clothing, which was elegant and noble, matching Ye Qingjue's ink clothes Tsinghua, complementing each other.

When we arrived at Jinyun Villa, the bruises on the corner of Ye Qingjue's lips had disappeared, and there was no trace of them. Only the slight broken skin was not yet very clear, and it was easy to be mistaken for evidence left by people who did bad things.

This was wronged them, especially Ye Qingjue. He wanted to do something, but his wife refused to let him enter the door. He just coaxed her today and felt the gaze from people around him. Ye Qingjue was speechless.

If he really did something, he would admit it. When he went back, he would get it back with capital and profit.

The others were fine, but they knew to hide their smiles, but they were afraid of offending Yan Luo. However, Rong Jinhuan was the one who was not afraid of trouble. Seeing Ye Qingjue's appearance, he remembered the scene last night and whispered in their ears, "Why, Xiao Li'er counterattacked last night."
Chapter completed!