Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Yan Qiaotian had already guessed what kind of means Wu Fuqian would use to keep Qingyun Club behind, and he also knew that no one in this gang would be able to stand him, so the matter of sending him back to Aotianmen might only be done by himself , and Yan Qiaotian knew that keeping him in Qingyun Society would not be as safe as Aotianmen, so this time he made up his mind to send him back no matter what.

So the night before departure, Yan Qiaotian invited Wu Fuqian to enjoy the moon, and the place was the gazebo in front of the hidden sword pavilion.

When Wu Fuqian arrived, Yan Qiaotian had already poured the tea, and held the teacup in his hand to enjoy it.

"The boss finally thinks of me? I hope you don't want to drive me down the mountain." Wu Fuqian sat down opposite Yan Qiaotian, then looked around, and said, "I really like this place more and more, and I never want to leave .”

Yan Qiaotian put down the teacup and said flatly, "I'm going down the mountain tomorrow, do you want to stay too?"

"No, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Do you think I don't know where you are going? You are not allowed to go." Wu Fuqian said firmly without thinking.

Yan Qiaotian stared at him suspiciously, and said, "Why?"

"You want to find the culprit, and you still want to go alone, right?" Wu Fuqian turned his head and looked at the gate of the Cangjian Pavilion, and murmured, "Every time you take the most dangerous things on yourself , why can't everyone pay for you?"

"Don't you know what kind of person he is? Don't you want to avenge your mother and those who were killed by him?" Yan Qiaotian's tone was a little displeased, but she still pretended to be amiable. .

Wu Fugan smiled bitterly and said, "Then let me go alone."

"You..." Yan Qiaotian was about to say something, but Wu Fugan grabbed his hand that was on the table and said eagerly, "I am alone. If I die, I will be alone. You can still live well."

Yan Qiaotian shook off his hand, stared at him angrily and said, "Why can't you be sober, there is no way between you and me, why do you still treat me like this?"

"I know, you won't accept me. There will always be a hustle and bustle between you and me. But it doesn't matter, even if you don't want to accept me, please don't push me away, just go down the mountain to find Enemy, please take me with you, as you said, I will eventually avenge my mother, right?" Wu Fuqian squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said in an almost pleading tone.

Yan Qiaotian avoided his eyes, looked down at the ground, and murmured after a long time: "You can follow me, but I have conditions."

Surprise flashed in Wu Fuqian's eyes, and he happily asked, "I will promise you no matter what the conditions are."

"In the future, don't say anything about your wife, and don't say anything that makes me like you." Before Yan Qiaotian finished speaking, he saw the light in Wu Fuqian's eyes dimmed, but before he could speak, Yan Qiaotian He continued to say with a heavy tone, "There's still that hustle and bustle. I don't want to be distracted by him after I go down the mountain this time."

吴复乾高举双手道：“好，我全部都听你的，只要你给我一碗饭吃就行。”

Yan Qiaotian drank all the cold tea on the table, then got up and said: "We will leave at dawn tomorrow, you go back and have a good rest."

"Yes." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he ran to his room without looking back.

Yan Qiaotian looked at his back and couldn't help sighing deeply. He looked up at the starry sky and said to himself: "Is it right or wrong to do this?"

……

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian simply cleaned up and went down the mountain. Although Song Wuqing and Qin Xiong were a little worried, seeing Yan Qiaotian's determined eyes, they still held back what they wanted to say. However, what Yan Qiao said before going down the mountain made the whole Qingyun club explode.

"I don't want you to stop being so twitchy when you come back next time. If you like it, you like it. What's more, when I come back, I will help you with the marriage with Elder Qiu."

Yan Qiaotian went down the mountain amidst everyone's yelling, but left behind two people who stood there silently, not only with a blank mind, but also had to constantly deal with the siege of the surrounding people.

Wu Fuqian was waiting for him in front, when he saw the noisy crowd behind him, he couldn't help laughing and said: "You are preparing for their marriage, what about your own?

"You want to be a matchmaker for me?" Yan Qiaotian smiled.

"Yes, I'm afraid that the head of the family will not want to." Wu Fuqian raised his head and stopped looking at him.

"Yes, I am willing, but I don't know which girl it is?" Yan Qiaotian asked with a smile on his eyes, looking at Wu Fuqian playfully.

Wu Fuqian's eyes dimmed for a while, but he quickly returned to his original state and said, "You know me too, my sister, how about it, she looks pretty good, she's more than enough for you."

Yan Qiaotian waved his hand and said, "Forget about it, I can't afford to marry."

"Why? She is not good enough for you?" Wu Fu asked him after giving him a blank look, "Isn't she beautiful? You know, she and I were born by the same mother. I am so good-looking, how could she be so beautiful?" Is it ugly?"

Yan Qiaotian's smile grew stronger, and he said, "I, Yan Qiaotian, really don't see many people who call themselves beauties like Eldest Young Master."

"Hmph, you'll be able to see her every day from now on." After Wu Fuqian finished speaking, he quickly stepped forward and rushed to the front of Yan Qiaotian.

Yan Qiaotian shook his head helplessly, looked at the back of him riding away, and sighed: "Oh, what a treasure."

With Wu Fugan as a treasure, Yan Qiaotian had a lot of fun along the way, which made Yan Qiaotian, who likes to be quiet, feel a little different.

Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian traveled during the day and went to the nearest inn to rest at night. They didn't have any destination and just drifted in the rivers and lakes, because Yan Qiaotian knew that with Mo Jiutian's temperament, he would take the initiative to come to Yan Qiaotian .

At the same time, Wu Fuqian also told Yan Qiaotian that he had already sent people to follow him everywhere. It's much safer, but Qingyun Society's exposure to various sub-rudders is already a monk's head lice. It's clear at a glance, so it's thankful that Mo Jiutian didn't take the initiative to trouble them.

On this day, Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian missed the market town where they stayed, and when it was getting dark, they came to a small forest.

They found a slightly higher place and lit a fire. It was almost winter at this time, and at night, it was really unbearably cold.

Yan Qiaotian and Wu Fuqian sat by the fire, chatting while warming their hands.

"By the way, when was that Wuyou adopted by your father?" Yan Qiaotian put down his hand in doubt, looked at Wu Fuqian and asked.