Emperor Qiankun

Chapter 390 Flirting and Bickering: Different Feelings

Watching Su Yaoyue's focused and adorable expression as she earnestly recounted her story.

Li Qingyuan's lips curled up, her eyes filled with doting affection, and she chuckled softly:

"Wow, my Yao Yao is so amazing!"

"At this rate of cultivation, wouldn't I be able to lie down and live off a woman? From now on, I'll rely on you, Yao Yao, to protect me."

When Su Yaoyue saw Li Qingyuan teasing her like this, a blush instantly rose on her cheeks, as beautiful and charming as the clouds in the sky.

She pretended to be angry, raised her little pink fist, and gently punched Li Qingyuan's chest.

Seeing this, Li Qingyuan immediately pretended to have been hit hard, clutching her chest and shouting exaggeratedly:

"You murdered your husband! Yao Yao, you're really ruthless!"

"Hmph, keep pretending. I don't believe I have that much strength to do anything to you."

Su Yaoyue raised her little pink fist, tilted her head slightly, like a proud little peacock, showing off her power, but her eyes were full of smiles, and her playful expression could melt people's hearts.

Seeing that Su Yaoyue wasn't falling for his trap, Li Qingyuan simply stopped pretending.

A wicked smile crept across his lips. He reached out and easily pulled Su Yaoyue's slender waist around his arm, gently pulling her onto his lap.

Then, he took Su Yaoyue's slightly cold little hands and placed them in his palm, saying gently:

"Yaoyao, your hands are a little cold. Let me warm them for you so they don't get cold."

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"Really? Hehe."

Su Yaoyue's lips curled into a sweet smile, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous light.

"So, will they reward you?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyuan's eyes instantly lit up like stars in the night sky. She pouted excitedly and looked at Su Yaoyue with anticipation.

Upon seeing this, Su Yaoyue's cheeks flushed even redder, like a ripe apple, making one want to take a bite.

She rolled her eyes at Li Qingyuan and said coquettishly:

"You wish..."

As she spoke, she reached out her slender, jade-white hand and gently turned Li Qingyuan's face to the other side, her eyes filled with sweetness and shyness.

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Just as Li Qingyuan was pondering how to "retaliate" against Su Yaoyue's earlier outburst, the door to the private room creaked open.

The sudden sound struck Su Yaoyue as if she had been electrocuted!

She swiftly withdrew her hand as if electrocuted, and with a flash, she teleported back to the chair. Although her movements were fast, she was still a beat too slow.

Yue Qinghuan and the other two stood at the doorway, having witnessed the scene just now. Their eyes widened instantly, and their expressions varied.

Wang Anran and the old ox were filled with shock; their exaggerated expressions seemed to say:

"My God! It's only been a short while, and you two are already 'getting together'?"

Their eyes were wide open like saucers, their mouths slightly agape, their faces filled with disbelief.

Yue Qinghuan, on the other hand, had a complex expression, her eyes filled with a multitude of emotions that were hard to fathom.

She stood there quietly, her heart filled with mixed emotions, lost in thought.

Perhaps it was because she was thinking about the complicated relationship between herself and Li Qingyuan, or perhaps she was surprised and saddened by the sudden scene before her.

Li Qingyuan, on the other hand, remained calm. He closed his eyes as if nothing in the outside world concerned him, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere in this way.

His lips curled up slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if telling himself, "It's no big deal."

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Su Yaoyue's expression also became complicated.

Since learning about Yue Qinghuan's help to Li Qingyuan, her attitude towards Yue Qinghuan has undergone a subtle change.

The grudges of the previous generation are like a tangled mess, and should not be dragged into the present.

At this moment, there was an indescribable meaning in her eyes as she looked at Yue Qinghuan.

There might be gratitude, relief, or even a faint sense of guilt in it.

Seeing Su Yaoyue staring intently at her, Yue Qinghuan was momentarily confused and muttered to herself:

"What's wrong with her? Why is she looking at me like that?"

But she didn't say much, just nodded slightly, and then sat down next to Wang Anran.

Her movements were elegant and composed, as if nothing had just happened, but the slight furrowing of her brows betrayed a hint of turmoil within her.

Next, Lao Huangniu and Wang Anran immediately took on the role of "atmosphere-creating team" and started chatting about everything under the sun.

Once the old ox starts talking, it's like a machine gun, chattering away non-stop.

It would tell you about the strange and interesting things it encountered in the mountains and forests, such as talking birds and glowing stones;

One minute he'd boast about how powerful he used to be and how many formidable opponents he'd defeated.

His beaming expression made it seem as if he were the master of the world!

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Wang Anran was not to be outdone. She smiled and took over the conversation, sharing what she had seen and heard during her journey.

She spoke of those beautiful landscapes, picturesque mountains and rivers, and crystal-clear lakes;

They also spoke of the warm and hospitable people, whose smiles were as warm as the sunshine.

Her voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of silver bells, filling the entire private room with laughter.

Soon, the waiter began serving the dishes.

One after another, delicious dishes were served, emitting an enticing aroma that made one's mouth water.

However, no one touched their chopsticks, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Seeing this, the old ox didn't care about anything else and shouted:

"What are you standing there for? Eat up! This food is so delicious, don't waste it!"

As it spoke, it eagerly picked up its chopsticks and began to feast.

The way it wolfed down its food, as if it hadn't eaten for days, its mouth stuffed full, and it kept muttering:

"Yeah, delicious, so delicious!"

Then the others came to their senses, smiled, picked up their chopsticks, and began to eat.

In an instant, the private room was filled with the sounds of chopsticks clattering against bowls and plates, as well as the cheerful chatter of everyone, and the awkward atmosphere from before was swept away.

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At this moment.

The lobby on the first floor of the restaurant was bustling with people, noisy and chaotic.

The sounds of diners chatting and laughing, along with the clinking of glasses, created a lively and bustling atmosphere.

However, in this lively atmosphere...

Granny Lan, however, was like an isolated island shrouded in dark clouds, completely out of place with her surroundings.

She sat alone at a table, her figure somewhat hunched, as if her spine had been bent by an invisible pressure.

The table in front of her was laden with exquisite food, the steaming dishes emitting an enticing aroma, but she didn't even glance at them, let alone pick up her chopsticks.

Her brows were tightly furrowed together, like two insurmountable hills, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat that slowly slid down her cheeks.

His face was as solemn as the sky before a storm, so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

Occasionally, a hint of panic would flash in her eyes, a panic like that of a frightened fawn, thrashing about in her eyes.

The source of all this was the communication jade slip that was constantly trembling on the corner of the table.

The jade slip was like an angry little monster, jumping around on the table, each tremor seeming to be an expression of the other party's anger.

Granny Lan could clearly sense that the person opposite her was on the verge of exploding with rage, and that raging anger, emanating from the jade slip, was almost consuming her.

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Granny Lan could no longer withstand this storm-like "attack".

She gritted her teeth, as if she had made up her mind, and steeled herself to pick up the jade slip and begin to reply and explain.

Her voice trembled as she spoke incoherently, trying to quell the other person's anger.

But she didn't expect that this reply would be like pouring oil on a burning fire, making the other party even more frantic.

The jade slip was flashing with light, and messages kept coming in one after another, like a dense rain of arrows, keeping Granny Lan busy.

She replied hurriedly, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead and soaking her clothes.

His tense expression suggested he was trapped in a terrible nightmare from which he couldn't wake up.

After a long time, Granny Lan could no longer hold on. She spread her hands and threw the jade slip on the table.

Then he closed his eyes, leaned back, and began to "play dead."

She hoped that her silence would stop the frenzied attack, even if it was just for a moment of peace.

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