Although Jiang Ying and Le Zhengyu felt that the expressions of Nalan Fengjin, Nalan Hanyi, and Nalan Hanqi were a little strange, they didn't know why, so they just looked at each other.
Everyone went to the uncle's house together. Today was the wedding day of uncle Du Yuze and Lu Yanran.
Le Zhengyu always talked a lot, so when he had nothing to do on the way, he scolded Nalan Hanyi, while Nalan Fengjin listened silently.
Le Zhengyu said: "Han Yi, you and Yuze have been competing for Lu Yanran for several months. Yuze finally chose Yuze. You must feel very uncomfortable."
Nalan Han glanced at Le Zhengyu fiercely. Le Zhengyu didn't notice anything different, but instead felt more and more proud, saying: "Who told you to be so romantic on weekdays? You compete with Du Yuze. I already knew that Du Yuze would definitely win.
Every woman will choose Du Yuze."
Nalan Hanyi couldn't listen anymore and hit Le Zhengyu with a palm. Le Zhengyu seemed to have been prepared for it and avoided it in time. He also pointed at Nalan Hanyi and laughed in the street.
When Nalan Hanqi saw this, she neither cried nor laughed. She shook her head and sighed.
At this moment Jiang Ying suddenly appeared from one side, grabbed Le Zhengyu on the street and asked: "So you are betting on Du Yuze? How much did you bet on?"
Le Zhengyu was so proud that he stretched out his five fingers and said loudly: "I bet five thousand taels!"
"Ah?!" Jiang Ying went crazy, glaring at Le Zhengyu and said, "I also bet five thousand taels, but it was Nalan Hanyi! What should I do?"
Le Zhengyu sensed something was wrong and pretended to be dumbfounded: "What should I do?"
Jiang Ying gritted his teeth, "Five thousand taels!"
Le Zhengyu coughed and said, "Let go of your hand first."
"Don't let me go!" Jiang Ying refused loudly.
Hearing this, Le Zhengyu suddenly drooped his head, as lifeless as a wilted eggplant, and said to Jiang Ying solemnly: "The money I won, I...I..." Le Zhengyu hesitated for a long time,
Jiang Ying was waiting a little impatiently for Le Zhengyu's next words. Unexpectedly, Le Zhengyu suddenly got angry at this moment, shook off Jiang Ying's restraints with all his strength, jumped back a few feet, and said to Jiang Ying with a beaming expression,
"I spent it all, exactly five thousand taels!"
Le Zhengyu's five fingers were waving in the air. Jiang Ying stared at it and couldn't help but get angry. Thinking of the five thousand taels of silver, his heart burst into tears. After Le Zhengyu's provocation, he could no longer hold back.
, pounced on it like a hungry tiger, Le Zhengyu turned around and ran away. Jiang Ying pointed at Le Zhengyu’s back and shouted: "Stop!"
How could Le Zhengyu listen to him obediently? He had already disappeared without a trace. Jiang Ying chased after him with a blushing face and a thick neck.
Fortunately, there were not many people on the street at the moment, and the two of them ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Nalan Hanyi watched the two figures disappear at the street corner, and sighed secretly: These two plague gods were gone. As soon as he relaxed his body and mind, he looked at Nalan Fengjin beside him, and saw that there was no wave on her face, and she remained the same.
Her posture was upright, and she followed his footsteps unhurriedly, but when he stopped, she also stopped, and when he walked, she walked too. It was a bit mechanical.
He couldn't help but darken his eyes. She fell off the cliff that day, and Du Yuze also jumped down. He sent people to search for them for a long time, but there was no news about them. He only knew that their bodies were not found, so they must not be dead.
Later, when Du Yuze returned to Beijing, he and Nalan Hanqi also got some news and heard some rumors. Now it seems that she was indeed the one who was with Du Yuze during this period.
Chu Tianyou on the side quietly followed Nalan Fengjin. Maybe it would be better for the sect leader to travel to the end of the world alone with one sword.??