After seeing Yun Qingyun, the smile on her face was frozen for a moment, but then she asked the maid to help her up and walk towards Yun Qingyun.

The group of teenagers beside her also followed.

Nan Yuan held Supa in his hand, covered his lips and coughed twice, and said softly to Yun Qingyu: "Young Master Yun, I heard that you and your brother won the competition in the ring just now?"

Xiahou Ping doesn’t like Nan Yuan. This is what the entire Yaochi Palace knows. It is precisely because of this that most of the disciples of Yaochi Palace don’t like to contact Xiahou Ping.

When she heard Nan Yuan's words, she said bluntly: "This is not a win, it is clearly a complete victory."

"Cough cough..." Nan Yuan frowned Willow Leaf's thin eyebrows and coughed twice in a hurry.

Nan Kun came to see Nan Yuan with heartache, then blocked her and angrily scolded Xiahou Bing: "Xiahou Bing, you bullied A Yuan again! If you want to wash the spirit pool, A Yuan will let you; if you want to seize the position of saint, A Yuan will give it to you, and you still have the face to bully A Yuan now!"

The other young men in Yaochi also looked at Xiahou Bing indignation.

Yun Qingxu looked at everyone with a playful look, looking at Xia Hou Ping with a smile, which was quite a bit like watching the show.

Xiahou Ping used to be a little overlord. Even if she experienced something, how could she change her nature just by saying it?

I was angry and laughed: "Xie Lingchi, the person Chi Ling chose, did not choose Nan Yuan to blame me? Didn't I get the position of the saint by myself?"

Nan Chi said lightly: "If you are not here, everything is A Yuan's."

Nan Yuan lowered his eyes and said nothing, but why didn’t he think so in his heart?

Xiahou Ping clenched his fists under his sleeves, and jealousy and anger lingered in his chest.

Yun Qingxu looked at Nan Chi thoughtfully, and smiled: "Does Mr. Nan Chi also think that if it weren't for Nan Chenan and Xiahou Bing, the position of the Young Master of Yaochi Palace would have fallen on you for granted?"

A horror flashed in Nan Chi's eyes, and he looked at Yun Qingyun with a slight anger, "Yun Qingyun, it's not your turn to interrupt my Yaochi Palace in the matter, you, an outsider."

"A Chi."

Nan Chenan appeared at the peach banquet at some point. He walked leisurely while playing with the fresh peach blossoms in his hand.

The pair of eagle eyes were deep and looked at Nan Chi with a smile: "There has never been a 'if' in the world."

Nan Chi's eyes narrowed, wanting to explain, but Nan Chenan had already looked at Yun Qingyun and handed the peach blossom in his hand to him: "Although the peaches in Yaochi Palace are not as good as the half-life smoke of Penglai, they are not ordinary things."

Yun Qingyun was so cunning by Nan Chennan's eyes that he couldn't help but take two steps back, "Are you sick?"

The time she met Nan Chenan was not a tit-for-tat meeting, and it was the first time she saw him so pretentious.

Jiuque's voice suddenly came, and he was serious: "Master, I think this guy wants to seduce you!"

Yun Qingxu was almost choked by Jiuque's words, and his eyes looked at Nan Chen's darkness also became strange, "Young Master Nan, if you are sick, I can treat you."

Nan Chen raised his hand secretly to crush the peach blossoms, his eyes instantly as usual, and he was arrogant and evil: "No need. Young Master Yun, please take your seat."

Nan Yuan behind Nan Chennan was completely lost, his eyes were weak and helpless.

When she came to Pantao Garden just now, she heard the conversation between her father and brother from afar.

Dad said that the Penglai Palace Master is very powerful, and now Yaochi should not be a gang of evil with Penglai, but can only make friends.
Chapter completed!