Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

Shen Yuan was extremely depressed.

Different time, same place, met the same people.

That's right, he was planning to come to the Imperial Master's Mansion to have a meal.

Met Meng Qingyue again.

"I came to the Imperial Master's Mansion to have a meal." Shen Yuan directly stated the purpose of his visit. For a straightforward person like Meng Qingyue, it was better to be straightforward.

He didn't want to be embarrassed again.

Next time I have to get Meng Qingyue drunk before coming back, Shen Yuan thought.

"What a coincidence, me too"

"Then together?"

"……it is good"

Abyss touched the wine gourd, and now he wanted to make Meng Qingyue drunk even more.

Lin Chujiu was still standing by the pond, feeding the fish.

Xingxing went out a lot these days and Bai Xiao didn't talk. Lin Chujiu was a little bored and passed the time by feeding fish.

"Your Excellency, General Meng and King Nie Zheng are here to visit," the boy guarding the door came to report.

"Let them in"

The boy put down the fish food and greeted the two with a smile on his face.

"Brother Meng, Brother Shen"

Looking at the young man in front of him, Lang Meng Qingyue was suddenly speechless. Instead, he was a little nervous and nodded seriously.

Although Shen Yuan looked feminine, he was not feminine at all. He touched the wine gourd on his waist and spoke openly.

"Brother Meng and I came to see the young master for a drink. Is he welcome?"

"Of course you are very welcome. It happens that the meal time is coming soon, so let's eat together." The young man's eyebrows were curved and his eyes were sincere, and he invited the two of them to sit down.

"The little national master is really on the right track," Shen Yuan said, sitting on the left side of Lin Chujiu.

Meng Qingyue had been frowning and saying nothing since he saw the boy. Now he saw Shen Yuan sitting next to the young master, and he sat down on the right side of the young master.

Lin Chujiu looked at Meng Qingyue's expression and thought that Meng Qingyue was unhappy, so he moved next to Shen Yuan.

Meng Qingyue also moved, his brows furrowed but he didn't dare to look at Lin Chujiu.

"..." Shen Yuan was speechless at this thought.

"Brother Meng, are you unhappy?" Lin Chujiu asked tentatively.

Meng Qingyue became nervous, his palms became sweaty, his eyes looked elsewhere, and he stammered.

"No, no, I'm very happy." After saying that, he twitched the corner of his mouth and wanted to smile, but his expression was stiff.

As an old acquaintance, Shen Yuan even twitched at Meng Qingyue's stiff expression.

I didn't see it.

Meng Qingyue felt annoyed in his heart.

Why did he stutter when he saw the Imperial Master?

Lin Chujiu smiled softly, "Brother Meng, you can relax, we are just eating."

It's not like going to the battlefield.

"Um"

Meng Qingyue responded in a muffled voice, his ears turning red.

Shen Yuan looked at Meng Qingyue and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Master Imperial Master, Xingxing is back."

A beautiful female voice interrupted Shen Yuan's guess. A round-faced girl wearing a goose-yellow dress came in.

When she saw the person sitting inside clearly, the girl's smile froze, and then returned to normal.

"Xingxing, come and sit down, I've reserved a seat for you." Lin Chujiu called Xingxing over.

"Okay, Master National Preceptor"

Xingxing looked at the two people next to Lin Chujiu and immediately lost her appetite.

Xingxing walked to Shen Yuan, saw the right moment, stepped hard on Shen Yuan, increased the force, and then moved her foot away.

The sudden pain in his foot made Shen Yuan's expression change, and Lin Chujiu looked at Shen Yuan in confusion.

"Brother Shen, what's wrong?"

Why do these two people have such strange expressions while having a meal?

"Nothing, the food was so delicious that I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Shen Yuan clenched his fingers.

He wants to kill this stinky woman.

He actually sneaked up on him while he wasn't paying attention.

Shen Yuan completely forgot about flying needles at Xingxing.

Xingxing was relieved and smiled brightly.

"If the food tastes good, then eat it."

Lin Chujiu chuckled and picked up the bowls and chopsticks.

Just as he picked up a piece of meat, a faint voice interrupted Lin Chujiu's movements.

"It's really lively in the little Imperial Master's house"

This voice belongs to the emperor.

Everyone calmed down their expressions and stood up to salute.

Lin Chujiu had to put down the piece of meat.

"His Majesty"

"Get up." Wen Xianzhi looked at everyone, his eyes falling on Lin Chujiu.

"I haven't eaten yet, would you mind if I had one more person?"

Mind, very much mind.

"You don't mind. Your Majesty will come to the humble residence in person to meet you all the time." Lin Chujiu said and asked the maid to add an extra seat.

Wen Xianzhi sat opposite Lin Chujiu, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and put the piece of meat that Lin Chujiu had picked up into his mouth.

Pity.

You should have moved faster just now.

Lin Chujiu glanced secretly at the man opposite and happened to catch his eye.

Seems like a little smile?

Lin Chujiu was startled and forgot to pick up the vegetables. He lowered his head and took a few mouthfuls of rice before remembering to pick up the vegetables.

One meal left four people unsatisfied.

Wen Xianzhi wiped his mouth gracefully and left leisurely.

The atmosphere in the house became a little more lively.

"Master Imperial Master, do you want to go to the shooting range?" Meng Qingyue said dryly.

This was a topic he had thought about for a long time.

Shen Yuan was distracted and let Xingxing step on her again.

"OK"

Lin Chujiu was still very curious about archery.

Xingxing was worried about Lin Chujiu's health. Although she really didn't want the Imperial Master to go, she couldn't interfere with the Imperial Master's decision.

She knows who she is.

There are a few scattered trees around the shooting range, and the ground is covered with sand and gravel. At first glance, it looks very empty.

Meng Qingyue straightened his back and looked focused.

This is his home court and every fighter’s home court.

Meng Qingyue tightened his bow and arrow, aimed it at the target, and fired both arrows. The arrow flew forward quickly, cut through the air, and hit the red heart with a sharp sound.

The young man stood not far away, dressed in crescent white clothes, with slightly scattered black hair, and walked toward him with curved eyebrows.

Meng Qingyue was stunned, opening his mouth slightly and forgetting to react.

The young man walked up to the man holding a bow and arrow, with a unique fragrance lingering on his nose.

Meng Qingyue's heart beat like thunder.

The young man's eyes were pure, looking at the man with admiration and sincerely praising him.

"General Meng is so awesome!"

General Meng is so awesome.

With these words in his ears, Meng Qingyue scratched his head and smiled stupidly.

Xingxing looked away in disgust.

Shen Yuan was not interested in archery, so he found a tree not far away and lay down to drink, looking at the blue sky with complicated eyes.

"Can General Meng teach me archery?" The young man looked at the man with a resolute face and asked seriously.

"Okay." Meng Qingyue heard his voice trembling.

why?

He didn't know either.

The man hugged the boy from behind, and the fragrance on the boy's body became clearer. The man's resolute face turned red instantly.

In close contact with the Imperial Preceptor, Meng Qingyue could even see clearly the small moles on the Imperial Preceptor's ears and the slightly pink lips.

Xingxing looked at Meng Qingyue's movements and frowned slightly, feeling indescribably weird.

Meng Qingyue forgot about his movements and just hugged the boy.

Until the young man turned his head slightly to look at himself, his eyes were pure and clean, and his lips moved slightly.

"General Meng, what's wrong?"

The boy's hair tickled his chin. Meng Qingyue quietly moved closer and smelled the scent of the boy's hair.

"fine"

Then he held the young man's slightly cold hand and pulled the string of the arrow, aiming it at the target. When his hand was loosened, the arrow landed steadily on the red heart.

The young man withdrew from the embrace, his eyes unspeakably excited, and spoke to Xingxing.

"Xingxing, look, I've hit it!"

Meng Qingyue looked at the boy's smile and smiled too.