While Xuesha was out on business, Qi Yan ran away secretly with Qinglong's tacit consent.

When he came to Bianguan City again, he didn't have the initial comfort and playfulness, but a little more apprehensive. He came

to the mansion of Wulin League with familiarity, and here, Qi Yan met Leng Daiyi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Leng Dainiu, who had returned to her daughter's attire, was also surprised for a moment when she saw Qi Yan, and then she looked at him with a mocking expression: "What are you doing here?"

Qi Yan's tone was also very aggressive, and he yelled at her: "What does it have to do with you?! Besides, what are you doing here? Do you think Xi Zhao is not bothering you enough?"

Leng Dainiu's expression froze: "We are of noble status, how can we allow you to talk about us?!"

"Noble status?" Qi Yan chuckled and rolled his eyes: "How noble can someone who throws himself at you be? Maybe he is too poisonous to get married, but he always wants to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix!"

"You——!"

"You! What are you yelling about in front of the Wulin League!" Two guards came out, holding spears in their hands and with burly figures: "Get out of here quickly, or I'll be merciless with my spear!"

Qi Yan coughed and was about to say something when he heard Leng Daiyi on the side angrily say: "Who are you? How dare you talk to me like that!"

The two guards were also angry when they saw her being so rude: "We are from the Wulin League!"

"Humph, you're just a guard dog. You dare to bark before your master says anything?" Leng Daiyi is indeed a person from the 21st century. She doesn't use any dirty words when she speaks, but she makes people tremble with anger.

"You stinky girl——!" A burly guard roared and was about to attack, but was stopped by another guard.

"Wait, look at her, is she..." The two of them whispered for a while, and finally stared at Leng Daiyi and said, "You go in."

Leng Daiyi sneered and looked at the two of them as if they were a dead object.

- When I become the leader's wife, you will be in trouble!

After Leng Daiyi went in, Qi Yan hooked his neck and looked at the two guards eagerly: "Hey, I want to see your leader."

"Our leader is busy now and won't see guests."

"Go and inform them, what if your leader wants to see me..." Qi Yan said: "Just tell him that the person who wants to see him is Qi Yan."

The two guards didn't move at all, standing straight at the door: "Our leader has ordered that no guests will be seen today!"

"Then, didn't that woman go in!" Qi Yan shouted: "She was so unreasonable and you still let her in!"

"That's a guest of our Wulin League." The burly man glared at him: "If you keep pestering me, I will take action!"

Qi Yan shrank back, turned around and left angrily.

——Why is she, Leng Daiyi, a guest, and he is an outsider? ! It was obvious that Leng Dainian had a purpose, and how could she compare to his passion and sincerity, yet she was turned away!

After finding a tavern, Qi Yan ordered two bottles of good wine, along with a few side dishes, and drank alone.

... This can be considered as drinking to drown his sorrows.

The guests around him left one table after another. Seeing Qi Yan drinking silently, the waiter thought that this person must have encountered something worrying...

[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +10, current favorability: 85]

In a daze, the voice of the system rang.

Qi Yan's cheeks flushed, his eyes were dazed, and he looked straight at the familiar figure across the table.

"...Xi Zhao?"

Xi Zhao held the teacup and took a sip of the tea: "Hmm."

"You bad guy." Qi Yan snorted: "Are you the one who didn't let me in? Sure enough, my brother is right, you must be annoyed to death, otherwise why wouldn't you let me in?"

"I'm not annoyed you."

"Nonsense! You obviously are!" Qi Yan poured himself another bowl of wine, and just as he was about to drink it, he was stopped by a pair of hands with a bamboo fragrance.

"Don't drink anymore, you're already drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Qi Yan shouted: "Go away! Let me drink!"

"Why drink?" Xi Zhao didn't listen to him, but forcefully snatched the wine bowl.

Qi Yan looked at his empty hands and shrugged his nose in grievance: "I'm in a bad mood, so of course I drink to relieve my sorrow!"

"You blame me for not welcoming you in? It's just the guards following orders, I've already fined them their monthly salary."

"Who cares if the guards are serving or not..." Qi Yan raised his head and looked at Xi Zhao: "Why did you let that woman in but not me?" Xi Zhao

paused with his hand, silent and silent, as he heard these words that sounded like a complaint but also serious.

Qi Yan felt cold in his heart: "Are you going to marry her?"

Xi Zhao drank the tea in the cup: "I don't have that intention."

"So you're going to make some kind of deal with her, right?" Qi Yan, with a tearful face, asked Xi Zhao for confirmation.

Xi Zhao poured himself a cup of tea and filled the empty cup: "Yeah."

"Then you still have to marry her..." Qi Yan hung his head dejectedly, his thoughts confused and his head aching.

Xi Zhao didn't say anything, but put down the full cup of tea, stood up, walked around behind Qi Yan, and lifted him up by his shoulders.

"What are you doing, let me go..."

"Go back home, you need to rest."

"No! I want to keep drinking!" Qi Yan began to struggle: "I feel upset, so I have to drink!"

Xi Zhaodi was no match for him when he was drunk, so he just pressed his sleeping point and picked him up when he fainted.

This man is really skinny.

Carrying Qi Yan back to the Wulin League, Xi Zhao shook his head at the shocked look of the guards at the door, and said softly: "Go down and receive the punishment."

The two guards seemed to understand something and responded silently.

Arriving at the courtyard where Qi Yan originally lived, Xi Zhao kicked the door open with his foot, carefully carried Qi Yan into the private room, put him on the bed, took off his shoes and coat, and finally covered him with a quilt.

Staring at Qi Yan's rosy sleeping face, Xi Zhao sighed.

Turning around and going outside, he said to the waiting maid: "Prepare the sobering soup."

"Yes." The maid respectfully withdrew.

Xi Zhao closed the door, turned back, and sat on the edge of the bed.

The fingertips gently fell on Qi Yan's face. The cool and smooth touch made him love it. The slightly red cheeks were not hot, revealing a coolness from the heart.

"It's really... noisy."

Xi Zhao murmured, but his eyes were filled with pampering and tenderness that he himself had never noticed.

The fingers turned slightly and lightly touched the sleeping point, and Qi Yan was about to wake up.

The alcohol had not worn off yet. After waking up, Qi Yan saw that the surroundings had changed. There was no wine or food, and it was a mess for a while.

"Why don't you let me drink?! I'm not spending your money!"

"You're a bad guy! I'll ask my brother to buy me some wine!"

"You're not Xi Zhao, Xi Zhao will definitely not agree to that woman!"

...

Sitting up from the bed, Qi Yan's mouth never stopped, he was yelling and acting crazy. Xi Zhao just sat quietly beside him, watching him dazedly yelling in one direction, but not at himself.

With a chuckle, Xi Zhao stood up: "Don't yell, everyone else is asleep."

"I'm going to yell!" "

Really?"

"Really!"

"Forget it..."

After the words fell, Qi Yan felt the back of his head being fixed, and then, his eyes went black, and his mouth was blocked by soft and cold lips.