Chapter 324: Restrained Humility, Still Gentle

Qian Renjue gripped the canvas tightly.

Spread it out with both hands and hold it in front of your eyes to examine it.

The person painted above was indeed him, and it was the attire he wore when he was in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Looks very lifelike.

Her blond hair is covered with golden sand, and her purple eyes are as gorgeous as violets.

The smile on her face is like sunshine.
Qian Renjue asked himself, perhaps he couldn't smile so gently now.

Unimaginable
Liu Erlong must have painted this picture so many times to make it so unforgettable.

Qian Renjue pursed her red lips and slowly put down the scroll.

Slowly appearing behind the painting
It was that heroic yet haggard and delicate face.

Staring straight at Qian Renjue.

Tears welled up in those beautiful dark and clear eyes.

Qian Renjue was stunned.

The person in front of him was Liu Erlong who had just woken up and had sat up without him noticing.

A breeze blew across the lake, rippling the water.

The wind chimes under the eaves and above Qian Renjue's head swayed, playing an ethereal melody.

Blowing the blond and black hair.

Qian Renjue looked at Liu Erlong, put the scroll in his hand in order and put it back on the table.

The voice is soft.

"Dean Liu, I'm here to keep my appointment."

"..."

Hear Qian Renjue's voice.

The tears in Liu Erlong's eyes were like a lake that had burst its dam, constantly overflowing.

The voice was mournful and full of pain.

"Ajue, I knew it, I knew it."

"You will definitely come."

Qian Renjue frowned slightly as he looked at Liu Erlong sobbing.

Ask politely:

"Dean Liu, can I come in and sit down?"

"Ok, Ok."

Liu Erlong reacted, nodded repeatedly, and stood up immediately.

"Ajue, don't go. I'll be right out. Don't go."

Liu Erlong used a pleading tone.

She turned around, wiped her tears, and took quick steps to go out and greet Qian Renjue.

Qian Renjue took a deep breath.

He could see the tears in Liu Erlong's eyes, but he didn't know why she was crying.

This feeling made him a little irritated.

He walked to the door of Liu Erlong's house and met her face to face.

The cloth robe on her body could not hide her voluptuous body.

The mountains are stacked up one after another, and the roundness at the waist is like a peach in midsummer.

Her whole body exudes a mature and full-bodied sexy charm at all times.

"Ajue."

Liu Erlong looked at the young man in front of him, his purple eyes were still so fresh.
But her figure was missing.

Liu Erlong's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar boy in front of him, he suddenly became a little restrained.

Her Ah Jue doesn't remember her now
And become so young.

There was a hint of pain in Liu Erlong's eyes. She gently put down her beautiful hands and turned sideways.

There seemed to be something blocking my throat and it hurt to speak.

"Your Highness, please come in."

"..."

Qian Renjue looked at Liu Erlong's haggard and sobbing appearance and remained silent.

I wanted to say something, but only two words came out.

"Feel sorry."

"No, it's not your fault."

Liu Erlong shook her head repeatedly and wiped away her tears in panic.

She choked up and said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have broken my promise and disregarded the agreement with you."

Qian Ren Jue remained silent.

He had no memory of what Liu Erlong said.

Liu Erlong obviously knew this as well, so she reached out and carefully grasped the corner of Qian Renjue's sleeve.

Tender and tearful.

"Your Highness, please come in quickly."

"Ah."

Qian Renjue looked at the pleading look in Liu Erlong's eyes and couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

How many years of torture will this take?
Why would you be so humble?!

Liu Erlong carefully led Qian Renjue into the house.

He looked back every step, fearing that the Ah Jue in his hand would get lost again.

Qian Renjue cooperated with her obediently.

I came to the small but simple living room and sat down at the tea table in the middle.

Liu Erlong tentatively sat down beside her. Half of a round peach fell on the stool, and she stopped crying, with tears still on her face.

He reached out and pushed the pastries on the table in front of Qian Renjue.

The voice is extremely gentle.

"Your Highness, this is made by me. Please try it first."

"Well, thank you."

Qianren never refused.

The pastries in front of him, both in shape and color, were exactly what he liked.

Pick up a piece of cake.

Qian Renjue glanced sideways at Liu Erlong.

He said softly and comfortingly, "Dean Liu, you don't have to call me His Royal Highness the Holy Son."

"Ajue, I."

Liu Erlong bit his red lips.

The tears that had just stopped burst out again, but there was finally more joy in her eyes.
Her Ah Jue is still so gentle.

Even if I don't remember her, I will find ways to comfort her.

"..."

Qian Renjue endured the sobbing in his ears and took a sip of the pastry in his mouth.

With a little surprise in his eyes
The taste is surprisingly similar to what Bibi Dong used to make!

"Ajue, what's wrong? Is it not tasty?"

Liu Erlong stared at Qian Renjue nervously.

This plate of pastries.

She repeats it every day, and she can't do it better or more like
"No, I think it's delicious."

Qian Renjue shook his head.

He took a deep look at Liu Erlong beside him, and felt a heavy heart.

"That, that's good."

Liu Erlong breathed a sigh of relief, with a tearful smile on her face, and nodded repeatedly.

"Ajue, let me make you some tea."

"it is good."

Qian Renjue nodded slightly.

Looking at Liu Erlong's elegant and skillful movements, he sighed in his heart.

Scan around.

The layout of this house is somewhat similar to the courtyard where he used to live.

Qian Renjue was eating sweet cakes.
What you taste is not only the sweetness and fragrance of flowers, but also Liu Erlong's love and persistence.

Qian Renjue sniffed the fragrance of tea.

Asked:
"President Liu, can you tell me about it?"

"When did you enter that dream?"

"..."

Hearing Qian Renjue’s words.

Liu Erlong's hands trembled slightly and there was an awkward look on her face.

But she would never deceive Qian Renjue again.

He lowered his head and whispered, "It was after that ridiculous wedding."

"Is that so?"

Qian Renjue frowned slightly.

Of course he knew what time Liu Erlong was talking about.

Probably more than ten years ago.

At that time, he was still under Qianxunji's care and had not yet awakened his martial soul.

There is no information about him in the soul master world.

He used "A Dream of a Yellow Millet" half a year after becoming the Son of God.

He is less than ten years old.

There is quite a difference in time between the two.

Look at that frown.

Liu Erlong hurriedly explained: "Ajue, there is nothing between him and me, nothing happened."

"Ok, I know."

Qian Renjue responded calmly.

But no matter how hard I try to hide it, that faint feeling of disgust remains
Liu Erlong's face turned pale.

She wasn't sure if the disgust was directed at anyone in particular, or at everyone.

But she couldn't explain anything with words at this moment.

I can only feel sad and pour tea alone.

She bit her teeth lightly, held the hot tea in her hand and handed it to Qian Renjue.

"Ajue, have some tea."

"Thank you."

Qian Renjue reached out and took it.

Just the touch of their fingertips was enough to make Liu Erlong blush.

"Ajue, do you want to hear a story?"

There was hope in Liu Erlong's eyes, but Qian Renjue shook his head.

"Dean Liu, that story is still just a story."

　I wish you all a happy life!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)