The person who sat on the side was just sitting on the side, his face seemed to be very calm. However, Yan Qingrui still felt a sense of desolation surrounding the two of them.

Yan Qingrui paused under her feet, and her first reaction was that she disappeared.

However, at this moment, Bai Xiaoxi seemed to feel something, looked over and saw her.

Yan Qingrui smiled bitterly in her heart, and she could no longer avoid it.

She stepped towards the tavern.

This tavern is so close to Lin'an Road. It is obvious that Leng Yuyuan did not return to General Zhennan's Mansion last night, but drank it here directly.

Bai Xiaoxi turned her head and said something to Leng Yuyuan. Judging from her mouth, she should have said: "Silver-faced Guy!"

Leng Yuyuan looked at him with a scarlet eye. His eyes were covered with overwhelming pain inside, which made people unbearable to see it.

Bai Xiaoxi and Yan Qingrui are friends, but not with the Silver-faced Man, so she just stood up silently, moved a chair, and sat back to the original place.

Yan Qingrui walked into the tavern.

Leng Yuyuan saw that it was her, and his expression was a little dull. After a while, he slowly grinned, as if he was smiling, and said vaguely: "Brother, you are here!"

Yan Qingrui went over silently and sat down beside him.

Several empty wine jars were already piled up around Leng Yuyuan.

He pushed a wine to Yan Qingrui.

Yan Qingrui didn't say anything, she mentioned the wine jar, patted the mud seal, and raised her head to drink.

Leng Yuyuan's sad and desperate eyes fell on Yan Qingrui's face, a trace of warmth appeared in his eyes, but the smile on his lips was desolate. He said hoarsely: "Brother, except for his parents in this life, I only have Qing'er and you, and I am the most important person. Qing'er has left me, and I only have you, brother!"

Yan Qingrui turned her eyes sideways and saw Bai Xiaoxi pursing the corners of her lips.

Yan Qingrui said: "Brother Leng, you not only have me, but also Miss Bai, a friend who has always been by your side, caring for you and taking care of you!"

Leng Yuyuan smiled bitterly and said vaguely: "Yes... there are friends!"

I don’t know if he was referring to Bai Xiaoxi or other friends.

Bai Xiaoxi was speechless all the time. There was no blame or dissatisfaction in her eyes when she looked at Leng Yuyuan, only a hint of pity and a hint of sigh.

Yan Qingrui stopped talking and drank.

Leng Yuyuan stopped talking and drank in the wine jar. He was already shaking, as if he couldn't even sit steadily.

He laughed miserably, "Brother, others say that getting drunk can relieve my worries, but why can't I get drunk? The more I drink, the more I feel sad, the more I drink!"

Yan Qingrui didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Leng Yuyuan's face was dripping with tears and wine. He wiped it and said with a smile: "I killed Qing'er. If I didn't go to the duel with Shangguan Qianyu, Shangguan Qianyu would definitely not have stopped Qing'er, and Qing'er would not have fallen into such a situation, but I left. When she was most helpless, I was not by her side again and again. Do you think I deserve to say that I like her?"

Bai Xiaoxi turned her face away. Yan Qingrui saw the water stains on her face. She didn't know whether she was crying for Leng Yuyuan's sadness at this time, or whether she was crying because of her own heart.

Yan Qingrui was speechless in the face of Leng Yuyuan's heartbrokenness.

He should have endured this pain long ago, the night he married Shangguan Qianyu in his original body.
Chapter completed!