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Chapter 241: Roster

Looking at the retreating figure, Zuo Qiutan couldn't help but feel a little impatient. Everywhere he looked, he felt depressed, "These don't seem to be things you should care about."

The ambiguous words made Liang Yi feel that her guess was correct, and she spoke more boldly.

Liang Yi took a step forward, chuckled and asked, "If my guess is correct, the Imperial Master must have the Emperor in his heart."

Zuo Qiutan frowned. He was very irritated by Liang Yi's constant questioning. However, since the other party was recruited by Song Zhiyu, he couldn't say anything.

As for what she said, he was stunned for a long time. It was true that she said it from his heart, but it didn't mean anything.

Although the two of them are currently husband and wife, he doesn't know whether Song Zhiyu is happy with him or not.

Liang Yi looked at it and couldn't help but laugh out loud. After noticing the other person's gaze, she coughed lightly for a moment and then pointed out a clear path for Zuo Qiutan, "Di Ji seems to have something to say to Mr. Su, so let's make an appointment."

On the boat east of the city."

"Thank you."

The bright moon is in the sky, the boat is floating, the woman is wearing a corset, and the man is also wearing a corset. The two of them are standing at the tip of the boat with the bright moon on their backs, looking at each other. They probably have a lot to say.

"I asked you to come out to meet tonight just because I wanted to explain to you my behavior during the day." Song Zhiyu pursed her lips, even though Su Zhizhou had mistakenly thought that the sword was given to her to inquire about Xie Buyu.

But no matter what, Su Zhizhou is her good friend, so she still has to explain this to avoid embarrassment in the future.

"I thought you were still angry with me, but soon I received a letter from you, and I realized that it was just a misunderstanding."

At this moment, a strong wind blew through, driving the stream water in one direction. The boat was right in the path of the water source, catching the two of them off guard.

The boat rocked, and Song Zhiyu's figure became unstable. She staggered a few steps in place. Just when she thought she had steady her footing, she was thrown forward because of a wave.

She exclaimed and quickly grabbed the collar of the person in front of her to steady herself.

Not far away.

Zuo Qiutan followed Liang Yi's instructions and walked towards this side. He looked at the Tangtang stream flowing into the distance, and a lantern on a boat not far away appeared in his eyes.

He took a closer look and saw clearly that the two people on the boat were Song Zhiyu and Su Zhizhou.

The next moment, Zuo Qiutan saw Song Zhiyu throwing herself into the opponent's arms. Su Zhizhou took advantage of the situation and put his arms around Song Zhiyu's thin waist. The two of them looked particularly sweet no matter how they looked at each other.

And he stood here alone, as if he was the bad guy who disturbed the sweet moment between the two of them.

There was loneliness deep in Zuo Qiutan's eyes. He pursed his lips and quietly clenched his hands that were naturally hanging by his legs. He gritted his teeth and wanted to do something.

But the other party is Song Zhiyu, what can he do?

He lowered his head injured, feeling like a joke standing here.

As Zuo Qiutan was thinking about it, he couldn't help but take a few steps back. He took one last look in Song Zhiyu's direction, then turned around and strode away.

He didn't feel any nostalgia at all, and he was afraid that he couldn't help but look at it more.

The ship no longer bumped, and Song Zhiyu reluctantly stepped out of Su Zhizhou's arms. She smiled slightly awkwardly at Su Zhizhou.

Smelling the intermittent fragrance of flowers in the air, Su Zhizhou felt very shy inside. He lowered his head and hurriedly tried to hide the blush on his face.

But fortunately it was the middle of the night and her sight was blocked, so Song Zhiyu couldn't see his face clearly.

"I'm sorry just now. The ship was bumpy and I couldn't keep my footing for a while. That's why it happened like this."

Su Zhizhou shook his head and responded, "It's okay, but I misunderstood you about the previous matter, and I have recovered the sword."

While speaking, Su Zhizhou raised his left hand slightly, revealing a sharp sword on his waist.

Under the bright moonlight, the cold light on the sword seemed to flash everything.

Song Zhiyu's eyebrows were curved, and the ends of her eyes were raised upward as she looked at Su Zhizhou. The black hair beside her ears hung down, and she couldn't help but lift it up with her fingertips.

She really didn't expect that Su Zhizhou would actually get that sharp sword back. She liked this feeling of being at the top of her heart.

But when I think of Xie Buyu's situation, I think that a large part of the reason why Xie Buyu's current situation is like this is because of himself.

The joy just now was swept away. Song Zhiyu pursed her lips and pondered for a moment, "Then I will ask you again today, how is Xie Buyu now? After I left in anger, I forgot about him due to various miscellaneous things.

The current situation.”

Hearing this, Su Zhizhou was stunned. He tilted his head slightly and thought for a moment, with a serious expression on his face. He crossed his arms and said seriously: "After all, Song Mingcai became suspicious of him. But recently, I

I really don’t know what’s going on with Xie Buyu.”
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