Leng Yan didn't know why she came up to him even though she had already told him to mind his business. What did that last look mean?

She felt as if she was getting further and further away from those people, and her emotions would no longer be affected by anything. She thought so.

Then she turned and walked towards the bed. At this moment, she was hugged from behind. Then Wen Shi carried her to the bed and looked at her and asked: "Yan'er, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Yan met Wen Shi's genuine concern and said, "Wen Shi, didn't you force me to eat? Now you're pretending to be clueless."

When Wen Shi heard this, his body froze as if he was struck by lightning. He had forgotten that Yan'er had anorexia.

He said apologetically, "Yan'er, I forgot for a moment. You can hit me and scold me however you want. Please forgive me."

Leng Yan looked at Wen Shi and said in a cold tone, "Wen Shi, stop deceiving yourself here. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Wen Shi met Leng Yan's emotionless eyes. He covered Leng Yan's eyes with his hands and apologized repeatedly: "Yan'er, I was wrong. Don't look at me like that."

Leng Yan pulled his hand away, and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "Okay, I forgive you, you can go."

Then she turned her head to look away, not wanting to see Wen Shi again. But after a long time, she felt that the person beside the bed was still standing there. Leng Yan turned her head and saw Wen Shi's red eyes.

She turned her head away with some boredom, her heart already replaced by fatigue. This bet was really boring. She thought it would be fun, but now it seemed so boring.

Suddenly, Wen Shi's voice came from behind him: "Yan'er, why don't you look at me? Who are you thinking about? Qingyu or Qin Du?"

When Leng Yan heard this, she turned her head lazily and looked at him, wanting to see what crazy thing he was going to do next.

Wen Shi saw her turn her head, grabbed her shoulder and asked, "Are you thinking about Qin Du? All the trouble before was because of him, right? Now that he has been expelled from the sect, you don't even want to deal with it."

Leng Yan said, "Boring." Then he wanted to turn away again.

But Wen Shi grabbed her chin and looked her in the eye and said, "Believe it or not, I will send someone to cripple him right now and put an end to your thoughts. Why him? Is it because he is your junior brother?"

No wonder you saved him so many times before, so that's why. It turns out I was being too sentimental from the very beginning."

Leng Yan expressionlessly pried open Wen Shi's hand that was holding her chin, and then slapped him hard with her other hand.

Then he looked at Wen Shi and said coldly: "Are you awake? If you are, get out of here and don't bother me. As for Qin Du, do whatever you want. It has nothing to do with me."

Then he picked up the book on the bedside and opened it to read.

Wen Shi looked at Leng Yan for a long time, and finally left silently. At dinner time, the servant did not serve the meal but gave Leng Yan a box and told her that it contained the Bigu Pill, which Wen Shi had specially sent.

Leng Yan ate one and put it aside. However, staying in Qingfeng Hall was really boring, so Leng Yan asked someone to find her some paper and pen to draw to pass the time.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. Wen Shiyin drove Leng Yan away every time he saw him. In the end, he couldn't even enter Qingfeng Palace and had to live in the main hall.

Leng Yan had spent the past half month reading, painting, and then staring out the window in a daze. No one had disturbed her for the past half month, and she had been quite at ease.

But today, he saw Qingyu outside the window. Qingyu saw Leng Yan giving her a gentle smile and wanted to come over to greet her, but he saw Leng Yan looked away after seeing him.

Qingyu lowered his head, tightly holding his folding fan. Just then, a servant saw him and ran over to tell him that the leader had summoned him to the main hall.

Qingyu replied "OK", then glanced at Qingfeng Palace and left with his attendants.

Inside the hall, Leng Yan sat bored on the bed and began to calculate how long it would take for the snow to fall.

At this time, Wen Shi was sitting in the highest position in the main hall of Qingyuan Sect, listening to the people below giving long speeches and using a lot of words to try to please him and give them a good place to practice.

The Qingyuan Sect has several spiritual veins, so some sects that run out of spiritual veins will make deals with the Qingyuan Sect, using the best resources they can offer in exchange for an opportunity to cultivate on the spiritual vein.

However, most sects had already reached a deal with Qingyuan Sect a month and a half ago, and have been practicing for some time now.

There are also a few sects that are farther away that have just arrived recently, but generally there are no good seats left at this time.

So they wanted to take a risk and please Wen Shi in exchange for an opportunity. After all, as long as Wen Shi nodded, they would be able to practice on a good spiritual vein in the next three months.

But at the same time, this approach is also very risky. After all, a few years ago, a sect wanted to please Wen Shi to practice on a good spiritual vein, but Wen Shi was still smiling in the previous second and drew his sword and killed the elder in the next second.

Then they found a ridiculous excuse: the elder's breathing disturbed them. In the end, none of the sects dared to say a word and returned with their disciples in disgrace.

Therefore, in recent years, there are very few sects that choose to take such a risk, and this year, the sect that is giving a long speech praising Wen Shi and trying to please him is one of the sects that has such an idea.

Wen Shi sat at the head of the group, his mind wandering. He then noticed the elder below stop talking and nervously stare at the one above him. Wen Shi finally came to his senses, looked at the elder, and said calmly, "Continue."

The elder groaned inwardly when he saw that Wen Shi was obviously not in the right state of mind, but he had to continue making up stories.

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