Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Chapter 33

After all, Yan Xiqian took out the Qiankun bag from her bosom, and took out the treasures one by one.

She picked the highest-grade and most beautiful magic weapons in the warehouse.

Meng Yun looked at the things on the table with coldness in his eyes.

"Are these things given to me?" Meng Yun asked.

Yan Xiqian nodded quickly, "You gave me a lot of things in the past, and I always wanted to give you something, but I don't have any money with me, and every time I go back to South China Sea, I'm embarrassed to ask for it from my father and never give it to you. But it’s all right now, the key to the Chonghua Palace’s warehouse is in my hands, and that idiot Qing Yanci doesn’t know yet.”

She smiled and said, "I don't know what you like, so I picked these for you. When you feel better, come to Chonghua Palace, and you can choose the treasures inside."

Meng Yun smiled, "How good this is, if God recovers in the future, I'm afraid he will be angry."

Yan Xiqian didn't take it seriously, "So what, he handed the key to me by himself, why should he be angry?"

Meng Yun stared at her for a while, and said, "Ah Qian, you seem to be different from before."

Hearing this, Yan Xiqian touched her cheek subconsciously, "What's different?"

Meng Yundao: "In the past, you and Shangshen were very clear. Even if his things were placed in front of you, you would never take them, but now it seems...to treat his things as your own."

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that this is really the case.

Yan Xiqian is a person who can clearly distinguish between close and distant.

Those who are close to her, two people can be as good as one person, and those who are estranged from her, even if they face each other day and night, she must clearly distinguish them and not interfere with each other.

In fact, since Qing Yanci passed out last time, Yan Xiqian found that her feelings for Qing Yanci seemed to be different from before.

In the past, she had been avoiding the relationship between the two of them.

Even if her cousin and Ran Xing asked her if she liked Qingyan and quit, she insisted that she didn't.

But now, she doesn't seem to dare to say that.

She seemed too close to him.

Yan Xi pursed his lips lightly, and said, "Meng Yun, I seem to like him."

Under the table, Meng Yun's hands were clenched into fists, and the sharp nails were embedded in the skin, oozing blood.

She tried her best to maintain the gentleness on the surface, and asked, "Really? You seemed to say that you would never like him before. Are you making a mistake now?"

She did say this.

But at that time, she really didn't think there was anything wrong with Qing Yanci.

Even if he is the God of War of the Celestial Clan, even if he is sought after by tens of millions, Yan Xiqian still thinks that he is an irrelevant man.

A little cold, even a little stupid.

When did it start? She didn't seem to reject him as much as she did at the beginning, and even felt that the days without him were a bit boring.

Without his cold bed, the food made by others is hard to swallow.

It seems that everything has changed since a long time ago, but she only realized it so late.

Yan Xiqian bit her lower lip, "Oops, I seem to have liked him for a long time."

Holding back the anger in his heart, Meng Yun said lightly, "That's right, it's normal for someone like Yan Ci Shangshen to like him."

Yan Xi smiled slightly, and said, "Whoever said that, you don't like him."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned.

Yan Xiqian quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Meng Yun, I just heard from Tianjun earlier that you rejected the marriage with Yan Ci."

Meng Yun's eyes darkened for a moment, and he said: "So that's the case, indeed, I don't like Yan Ci Shangshen."

Hearing what she said, Yan Xiqian relaxed a lot.

Just now she accidentally said it casually, if Meng Yun gets angry, she really doesn't know what to do.

She joked, "Look, he's not that good either."

Yan Xiqian moved closer to Meng Yun, and whispered, "I may just be confused by his beauty, you don't even know, he is only 19 years old now, and he had a nosebleed last night, hahahaha."

Meng Yun still maintained a smile on his face, but under the corners of his raised lips, there was a hatred that almost crushed his teeth.

"Then, do you have... that?" Meng Yun asked vaguely.

Yan Xiqian is not a blank sheet of paper, so she naturally understands what she means.

She shook her head sincerely, and said: "Not yet, he is even more stupid now than before, like an idiot, I don't want him to succeed so early, I need to tease him again."

"Is that so..."

When returning to Chonghua Palace from the penalty platform, it was already completely dark.

From a distance, Yan Xiqian saw a young man standing at the gate of the palace, pacing anxiously under the moonlight.

He is waiting for her?

Yan Xiqian stopped in her tracks and looked at the young man in a daze.

It was obviously not such a remarkable thing, but Yan Xiqian's heart warmed inexplicably.

She remembered that in the past, she always liked to go out to the field, and every time he came back from the war, he would look for her everywhere.

I still remember one time when she chatted happily with Xiao Ranxing in Tianjun Palace.

Suddenly, an attendant came in to report, "Yan Ci said to God, come to pick up Goddess Xiqian to go back to dinner."

Yan Xiqian, who was chatting vigorously, was a little unhappy, and said: "Why did you choose this time, let him go back, I will go back later by myself. Tell him that my meal is indispensable in Tianjun Palace, Let him leave me alone."

Xiao Ranxing persuaded: "That's not good, he just came back from the battlefield today, maybe he missed you. We both want to talk, we have a chance every day, it's rare for him to come back, you'd better go home early. "

Yan Xiqian was relentless, "I don't want it, just go back as I said just now."

Not long after, the attendant came again.

Yan Xiqian suddenly became angry, "Didn't I tell him to go back, why are you here?"

The attendant was so frightened by her that he quickly knelt down and said: "God... the god sent Xiaoxian to pass the message. The god said that he has become a goddess and loves to eat spicy fish heads. It doesn't taste good when it's cold."

"Spicy fish head?"

Upon hearing these four words, Yan Xiqian hurriedly said: "Ran Xing, let's talk next time, I'll go home for dinner first!"

When she left the gate of Qifeng Hall, that person stood there like this, with the bright moon and clear wind, just like the bright moon in the sky.

As Yan Xiqian approached slowly, the boy raised his head and smiled at her.

"Ash!"

"Miss Yan!"

The image of the boy in memory and the image of the boy in front of him merged into one person, Yan Xiqian's heart thumped, and he looked at him blankly.

The young man strode over, his light blue clothes reflected in the moonlight, his skin was as white as snow, and his eyes were as beautiful as stars.

He is so dazzling!It was the brilliance that Yan Xiqian had never noticed before.

Like a dusty star that has finally found its brilliance.

(End of this chapter)