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In the front courtyard of Prince Jiang's manor. org

As soon as Yue Dansheng returned to the manor, she heard the butler call him over, saying that the prince was waiting for him in the small study.

Yue Dansheng replied with a "En". When she thought about her departure tomorrow, she realized that it was time to bid her farewells to Thousand Meng Yao.

After placing the book on the shelf, Thousand Meng Yao sat back down and asked, "Have you finished packing?"

"Right." The man, who was usually silent, replied without thinking. His gaze was, however, fixated on the wine pot on the table.

When Thousand Meng Yao realized what was going on, he let out a soft laugh and personally poured him a cup of wine. Then, he handed it over to him.

Yue Dansheng received it and took a sip. The fragrance was extremely fragrant, and was extremely cold. One couldn't blame Thousand Meng Yao for liking to drink it.

"Speaking of the recipe for the Peach Blossom Wine, it was when my father was here that someone specially looked for it. It was because my mother loved to drink it. As for me, when I grow up, I'll pick up the recipe and brew it myself. "

Yue Dansheng did not know why he said this, but she took another sip.

"The taste of the wine has always been the same, but because of their different moods, the taste is a thousand times worse." After saying that, he poured himself a cup of wine and downed it in one gulp. After that, he placed the cup down and leaned his head against the bamboo neck.

He lazily glanced at Yue Dansheng, who was sitting across him. After seeing him drink half a cup of wine in a row, he propped his chin and asked: "Tell me, what do you think is the taste of this wine now?"

Yue Dansheng looked up at him and said: "It smells very good."

Thousand Meng Yao nodded and retorted, "I don't think it's good enough."

Yue Dansheng remained calm: "Because I want to leave, you don't want me to leave."

"Yeah." Thousand Meng Yao sighed. He propped himself up and poured himself another cup, but just as he was about to drink again, Yue Dansheng took away his cup and put it aside.

Thousand Meng Yao raised an eyebrow.

Thousand Meng Yao grit his teeth and complained, "I said all this on purpose. I was waiting for you to say that you wouldn't leave, not for you to fight me head on. Do you understand?"

What he said about his parents just now, wasn't that just saying that he was miserable? He reminded him that his father had died early, and his mother was old enough to not be close to him, but so what?

Thousand Meng Yao was depressed. He stared at Yue Dansheng for a long time before giving up in the end. He asked in an aggrieved tone, "You're really not coming back anymore?"

"Maybe." No one could say what would happen in the future.

"That fellow surnamed Zhong, is he coming with you?"

Yue Dansheng's expression moved, without leaving a trace, after a while, she made a sound.

Thousand Meng Yao scoffed. "Isn't it a deep hatred?" Now they were willing to go together again? I say, you're all alone, all alone, so what can you do when you go back? Do you still have family? Any friends? Isn't it more meaningful for you to stay and support me? "

"Who told you I don't have any relatives?" Yue Dansheng coldly turned around and stared at Thousand Meng Yao.

Thousand Meng Yao was stunned for a moment before he recovered from his shock. His face remained scornful as he asked, "Liu Wei? Cousin? "Oh, she can be considered a relative. However, I don't think you two have much contact with each other in the past. It would be better for you to be closer to her than to me."

Yue Dansheng finished her wine, put down her cup, and said: "My sister's grave is still at home."

The surroundings suddenly became silent. Thousand Meng Yao was stunned, as he had not expected him to say such a thing.

"Besides, I have a brother."

"Little brother?" Thousand Meng Yao was puzzled.

Yue Dansheng was unwilling to say.

Thousand Meng Yao suddenly remembered something. After a long while, he suddenly remembered something that he had specifically asked Rong Ling about before. Liu Wei's brother, I have heard of you taking good care of that child. "

Yue Dansheng did not admit nor deny it. Thousand Meng Yao thought that he had spoken the truth and was immediately annoyed. He said stubbornly, "I have a blood-related sister, how could I take you seriously? It's not worth it for you to go back for him! "

"It's not him." Not wanting to listen to Thousand Meng Yao's pestering, Yue Dansheng stood up and said her goodbyes, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going back. I have to get up early tomorrow."

Thousand Meng Yao was still immersed in the phrase "it's not him", and his stunned expression had yet to be replaced when he turned around to see that Yue Dansheng had already reached the entrance. Yue Dansheng had hurriedly put on his shoes and chased after him, but even though he lost his shoes halfway, he pulled on Yue Dansheng's sleeves and asked, "If it's not him, who else could it be? What kind of brother do you have! "

"Yes." Yue Dansheng pulled her clothes back, lowered her head and looked at Qian Mengyao's bare feet, and said: "Take good care of yourself in the future. Be more sensible, you have grown up."

Thousand Meng Yao knitted his eyebrows together in discontent.

But Yue Dansheng had already left. Without even turning her head around, her figure had already disappeared into the dusk in the blink of an eye.

Thousand Meng Yao stood at the entrance of the study room for a long time as he pondered and analyzed. Only after a long time did he finally react. He raised his head and angrily punched the armrest of his study room.

Yue Dansheng had a little sister and a little brother, who were his only two closest relatives, the kind who would only depend on each other for life. After his little sister died, his little brother became enemies with him.

It was just that even though they had formed an enmity, Yue Dansheng recognized that person to be his little brother.

He didn't even put on his shoes as he ran straight to Yue Dansheng's yard and knocked on the door while asking, "He killed your sister, and you still recognize him? Are you even a man?"

Yue Dansheng, who was about to change clothes, opened the door and saw the miserable Thousand Meng Yao outside. Thousand Meng Yao's feet were covered with mud and his heels were bleeding.

Yue Dansheng pulled him inside, took out a medicine kit and was about to apply medicine on him, but was stopped by Thousand Meng Yao. He said stubbornly, "I don't have a brother, why don't you become sworn brothers with me? I will definitely treat you well and respect you, treating you like my own brother!"

Yue Dansheng comforted her: "Apply the medicine first."

The only thing he could do now was loosen his grip on her. His eyes were glued to her as he stared at her.

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