Chapter 2093: Deep Palace Sake and Peach Blossom Drunk (67)

It was a day when flowers were blooming on the roadside, birds were singing and flowers were fragrant, and the breath of youth was full of the private school.

Xiaoyue and Ye Yan argued over a problem, and neither of them gave in.

In the end, Ye Yan won Xiaoyue with his eloquence. At that time, Xiaoyue said angrily: "Ye Yan, if you have the ability, you can beat me for the rest of your life. Don't lose once. If you lose once, I will laugh you to death!"

"If I don't lose once, will you marry me?"

"You..."

"Look at your blushing face, I just mentioned it casually, why are you serious?"

"Who is serious! You can talk about it again after you haven't lost once!"

...

Most people have forgotten what they said when they were young, but Ye Yan has always remembered it very clearly.

In fact, Xiaoyue also remembers it. It's just that in her world, she feels that there is a huge distance between her and Ye Yan...

She is not worthy of him...

If she can be half as smart as Ye Yan, maybe she will be more confident to pursue her dream.

Unfortunately, she didn't. If she was smart enough, she wouldn't have failed to win him once in all these years.

But this time she won, does it mean that she lost more... the chance to stand beside him.

Luo Qingchen seemed to see some different emotions from their eye contact. The next second, she smiled lightly and said, "I seem to have made a mistake."

Probably because this smile was too charming, as if a fairy who was as cold as an iceberg suddenly fell into the mortal world, so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Luo Qingchen didn't bother to pay attention to those eyes, but just looked at Xiaoyue sideways and whispered in her ear: "Nothing is impossible in this world. Maybe you think that this new champion is marrying because of his high standards, but in fact, he already has someone in his heart."

Perhaps, it has always been an impossible person for him.

Xiaoyue lowered her head and shed tears unconsciously.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but she knew that everything seemed to be over.

All the stubbornness disappeared at this moment, leaving only an empty heart and indescribable taste.

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It was already evening when Ye Yan returned to the palace. He was late for the drinking game with the current Emperor Feng.

After leaving the inn, he did not go anywhere else, but his feet were floating. It was not a long journey, but he walked for three hours.

"You are not in a good mood today." Feng Qianche sat on the throne, wearing a golden robe, his eyebrows were as cold as ice, and even if he was a good friend, there was no emotion between his words.

"To reply to the emperor, I am late." Ye Yan bit his lip and said, "Do you have any wine?"

"Are you afraid of me?" Feng Qianche's cold eyes narrowed, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, saying, "There is plenty of wine, it depends on whether your story is touching enough."

Feng Qianche seemed to have jumped out of the warmth and coldness of the world. He was like a cold god high above, watching everything that happened in the world with an indifferent attitude.

He didn't care whether it was beautiful or desolate. No matter how sad or heart-wrenching the story was, he would forget it after a while and never felt the slightest bit of emotion again.

"It's a long story." Ye Yan sat down slowly and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Before telling the story, there is a wonder to share with the saint."

"What is the wonder."

"It turns out that it is true that one person can attract thousands of butterflies!"

"Clang--" Only the wine glass fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.