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He gave Dongfang Ming and Lu Zhihan a faint smile, gave them a look of relief, and immediately followed Dongfang Yun into the manor.

"I wonder what the sect will think of Qingyang after this." Anxiety flashed across Lu Xianhan's pretty face. He softly muttered to himself as he looked at the tall figure that was following behind Old Yun.

"If we can't let him stay in the sect, then I will leave with him." After a moment of silence, Dongfang Ming's stunned words frightened Lu Xianhan.

"Sigh, I hope it won't happen like this." After a light mutter, the two of them also slowly walked into the manor. Outside the slightly desolate Dongfang Residence, the only thing left behind was a long sigh.

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"Qingyang, when and how exactly did you meet Beitang Haifan?" Dong Fang Yun, who was standing in his own room, looked at Qingyang with a dark expression and a questioning tone.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in an indifferent voice: "Elder Yun, didn't I tell you earlier that I was at the Great Hall of Virtue? Yang Zhou and Yanran met up with Brother Hai Fan on the shore of the Lake of Thin West. "

"Brother Hai Fan?" With a cold laugh, Dongfang Yun's expression darkened even more. "From your tone, you seem to have quite a deep relationship with Beitang Haifan."

A burst of anger burst forth from the bottom of his heart. In the main hall, several people were showing their faces to Qingyang, and now, they were even questioning and ridiculing him. Even if he had a good temper, he wouldn't be able to stand it, not to mention that Qingyang felt that he hadn't done anything to let down the Dongfang Family.

"Elder Yun, I respect you as an elder so I have been this polite to you the entire time! I've only known Brother Hai Fan for a few months, and I've only seen him three times today. How can you use such a tone to ridicule me! " Perhaps he had never seen Qingyang get angry before, but even Dongfang Yun couldn't speak up when he heard this.

In fact, Qingyang had always given the crowd an impression of being gentle and refined, but after his lacking one soul, his nine souls that were all Golden Crow demons had also changed. As the saying goes, you are kind to me, you are evil, I am evil, but the author had casually mentioned it.

With Qingyang's character, Yanran, and Dongfang Bo's connections, he definitely wouldn't do anything to let down the Dongfang family. If he really forced Qingyang into a corner, something big would happen in the future.

Dongfang Yun coughed as his expression relaxed, and his tone softened quite a bit. "Qingyang, I was worried for you as well. "A smart person like you should also understand that Beitang will be at odds with our Eastern and Southern Rong Families in the future. Since you're so close to the Crown Prince, I'm afraid that you might end up provoking some unexpected calamity."

After a pause, Dongfang Yun continued, "You've seen the expressions of the two princes today. I'm afraid they've already started to have an opinion of you."

Realizing that his words had offended Dongfang Yun, Qingyang pondered for a moment before saying: "I don't care what the Nan Rong family thinks of me, I think I have a clear conscience towards the Dongfang family. Elder Yun, I hope you don't suspect me anymore."

He looked at Qingyang with a complicated expression. After a long silence, Dongfang Yun waved his hand, signaling Qingyang to step back and sighed, "I hope you don't do anything stupid. Even the Dongfang family won't be able to tolerate you."

Qingyang's heart tightened as the image of Yanran's charming appearance appeared in his mind. He silently nodded his head before cupping his hands together and leaving the room.

Dongfang Yun's eyes fluctuated as he looked at the figure leaving the room. After a long time, a hint of viciousness flashed through his eyes ?

Qingyang, who was feeling rather depressed, did not return to his own room. Instead, he chose to quietly leave Dongfang Residence and wander around to clear his messy mind.

The late autumn night was still somewhat chilly, but for Azure Sun, who had already entered the Xiantian realm, it was fine. He was only wearing a thin garment as he aimlessly wandered around the capital.

Although it was not as bustling and lively as it was in the daytime, it was still an open market restaurant with lanterns hanging high in the night sky. Perhaps because Qingyang only knew of Jiqing Street, he had unknowingly arrived at the entrance of the Jiqing Restaurant.

"Little brother, why don't you come in and have a taste of our Jiqing Pavilion's Bamboo Leaf Green?" But it's the best of the best. " A manservant introduced Qingyang with a flattering smile when he saw that Qingyang was dressed extravagantly but had a worried expression on his face. He could not be bothered with the age of Qingyang's clothes.

"Sure." Qingyang nodded his head indifferently. Drinking wine to ease his worries was indeed a good idea. He followed the servant to a wooden table by the window on the second floor. In the time it took to boil a cup of tea, the waiter brought a bottle of Bamboo Leaf Green and some side dishes.

Gazing at the golden, transparent, and slightly green nectar in the cup, he drank it in one gulp. Instantly, he felt a sweet and slightly bitter taste, with an endless aftertaste.

"Dreamlike Madman flies along with the fleeces. His leisurely thoughts are better than fragrant mash." Qing Yang softly muttered to himself as he bitterly laughed. He repeatedly calculated in his heart what to do with Hai Fan.

"Isn't that Brother Qingyang?" After three rounds of drinking, Qingyang snapped out of his daze and looked up with narrowed eyes. It was none other than the Third Prince who had invited him at the Jiqing Restaurant that day, Nan Ronglei.

"Why are you drinking alone?" That Nannan Ronglei waved his follower away. He looked at the empty bottles of Bamboo Leaf Green on the table, frowned, then sat down on a wooden chair beside Qingyang.

After bowing, he shook his head with a bitter smile. Then, Qingyang softly said, "It is all because of the matter regarding Crown Prince Beitang."

Nodding his head thoughtfully, Nan Rong Lei frowned and asked: "I heard from the palace that you have quite a deep relationship with the Crown Prince Beitang, but what's there to worry about?"

"Hmm? Didn't the Third Prince feel that, as a citizen of the Southern Champion Country and a guest of the Dongfang family, he shouldn't have had intimate relations with the Crown Prince of Beitang? " Qingyang was stunned by what he heard. He was actually a bit surprised by what Nalan Ronglei had said.

Afterwards, he analyzed the pros and cons of this matter to Nan Ronglei. As the third prince, he naturally understood this, but he didn't interrupt Qingyang's words.

"Tell me what I should do. Although Brother Hai Fan and I don't have a deep friendship, we shouldn't pretend to not know each other when we meet in the future. We might even be enemies." After drinking another cup of Bamboo Leaf Green, Qingyang felt slightly intoxicated.

"Brother Qingyang, I don't know if you should say something." After thinking for a while, Nan Ronglei said softly, "I've also heard from others that this Beitang Haifan is indeed someone to be crossed. You don't have to care too much about the intentions of others and just control your heart. You just don't have to do anything that would harm the Dongfang family."

"Eh?" When Qingyang heard these words from Prince Nalan Rong, he was astonished: "Brother Hai Fan is the Crown Prince of Beitang Country after all!"

"So what if it's Crown Prince Beitang?" As if he was mocking himself, Nan Rong Lei chuckled: "My mother is also from the Beitang Clan."

Qingyang's three points of drunkenness had been completely awakened by these words. Was the third prince's mother a member of the Beitang Imperial Family? This was something that Qingyang had never expected.

Puzzled, Qingyang looked towards Nan Rong Lei and said in a deep voice, "Third Prince, please don't make such a joke. "How could the Royal Concubine Nan Rong be from the Beitang clan?"

He knew what Qingyang was thinking, after all, the two countries had been enemies for a long time. As the Saint King, how could he possibly marry a lady from one of the opposing kingdoms?

"I am not joking. My mother is Princess Yilian of the Beitang Empire." He shook his head, seeming to be slightly bitter as he spoke in a soft voice.