Douluo: It started when Bibi Dong tricked me into drinking tea

Chapter 110 Qian Renxue: It was the Sword Demon who caused Xiaoyan to become like this!
Under the dim light of the restaurant, Zhu Zhuqing could clearly see the young man's appearance.

He looks to be in his early twenties. Judging from his appearance alone, he is probably at the same level as Dai Mubai.

The young man has simple and smooth blonde hair, which gives people a very refreshing feeling.

The white dress was simple and plain, but as far as Zhu Zhuqing knew, the material used was extremely exquisite. It was made of ice silk from the Far North. It looked ordinary but was actually extremely luxurious.

He is young, dressed elegantly, and calls "Yan Feng" Xiao Yan, while Ning Rongrong calls him "Brother Xue".

The young man's identity was already clear, so Zhu Zhuqing nodded at him and explained Feng Yan's current situation, "Hello, Your Highness, he is just drunk."

"This..." Xue Qinghe's face froze, but he didn't know what to say.

After all, in her impression, Yan Feng, like Ning Rongrong, would not get drunk.

Just as he was stunned, the already drunk Dai Mubai slammed the table and stood up, "Ah? Prince?! What prince? I am the prince!"

After saying that, Dai Mubai dived face down into the wine barrel closest to him.

"Boss Dai!" Tang San, who was looking at Xue Qinghe with a glass of wine in hand, was shocked and hurried forward to pick up Dai Mubai.

Except for Ma Hongjun, the others who didn't drink, Oscar had already run under the table.

"Haha...Brother Xue, would you like a drink?" Seeing this, Ning Rongrong raised her glass awkwardly.

The corners of Xue Qinghe's mouth twitched, and he turned to look at the uneasy Ning Rongrong.

Waving his hand, Xue Qinghe smiled and declined, "If Brother Xue is free, I'll have another drink with you."

As he spoke, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince winked at Ning Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, have fun. Don't worry, I won't tell the teacher."

"Oh, okay. Brother Xue, you are busy." Ning Rongrong responded quickly.

Then, Xue Qinghe looked at the two people leaning against each other, "Zhu Zhuqing, right? Bring Xiaoyan with you, come with me."

"Brother Xue..."

"Don't worry, they will be fine. I promise in the name of the Crown Prince of the Empire."

Ning Rongrong was startled and originally wanted to stop him, but she didn't expect Xue Qinghe to turn around and leave, and Zhu Zhuqing followed him.

"Rongrong, is he really the crown prince of the empire?" Tang San, the only one left alive besides Ning Rongrong, asked with narrowed eyes.

Glancing at Tang San, Ning Rongrong knew what he wanted to ask, and said directly: "Don't worry, your brother Yan will be fine."

Not sure if Tang San really cared about Yan Feng, he asked again, "Really?"

Ning Rongrong, who was looking increasingly unhappy, took another sip of wine and then explained, "Don't look at Xue Qinghe as a man. He is actually like an old woman. He has been the one who has taken care of Yan Feng's food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was a child."

"Tell me, is it necessary for a prince to care so much about adopting an orphan? Where does he have so much free time? They get together whenever they have time, and he even combs and ties Yan Feng's hair. Eh~"

The more Ning Rongrong talked about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She had always been a womanizer and didn't want to see two good-looking men together.

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong took out her "Wind Sword" and sprayed a mouthful of wine on the sword.

"Damn it! The more I endure it, the angrier I get! Xue Qinghe is my father's student, I really can't do anything to him!"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong pointed at Tang San and Ma Hongjun who were still awake, "You two! Do you want to drink or not? If not, go practice sword skills with me!"

"Hehe~ Rongrong, do you want to fight both me and Third Brother alone?" Ma Hongjun laughed, covering his mouth.

Ning Rongrong flicked her finger at the sword, and the wine was immediately shattered into wine dew that scattered in the air. "What else? I didn't use my sword today, and I didn't have enough fun!"

Ever since he heard about Xue Qinghe's identity, Tang San's smile has never disappeared.

Ning Rongrong made the invitation, and Tang San, who didn't want to drink too much, agreed without thinking, "Okay, alcohol and meat are bad for the body, so I, Tang San, will risk my life to accompany the girl."

Soon Tang San and Ma Hongjun each carried one and came to the outside of the city with Ning Rongrong.

The clash of sword, grass and fire is about to begin.

Ning Fengzhi, who was about to leave, happened to meet his little daughter, who was also watching everything from a distance, "Uncle Jian, Rongrong has really grown up."

Unlike Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chenxin's surprise was beyond words.

"The sword technique is graceful and magical, agile and quick, and the stronger it is when it meets a stronger opponent! The body movements are strange and fast, and the soul power in the body is endless!"

"Feng Zhi, Feng Zhi! That Yu Xiaogang is really a fool and doesn't know what he is talking about!"

"Whenever they practice fighting, Na and Xiaogang always let Rongrong play the supporting role, and occasionally they can't use the sword to the best of their ability."

Ning Fengzhi didn't understand swords, and at most he could only say that Ning Rongrong fought two at once, and her fighting power was extraordinary, "Uncle Jian, what does this mean?"

“Oh my!” Chen Xin became more and more excited, patting his thigh and saying, “Only by fighting with all his strength can we see Rongrong’s strength! Let me put it this way, Rongrong has inherited Fengyan’s true teachings!”

"If our little witch can break through the seal one day, I will not dare to claim victory even with your full support, Feng Zhi!"

"Uncle Jian, isn't this too exaggerated?" Ning Fengzhi pulled the corner of his mouth, he really couldn't believe it.

"This is already a conservative estimate, Feng Zhi, have you forgotten? What level was the former Sword Demon, Feng Yan, that brat, at when he defeated me?"

After Chen Xin's reminder, Ning Fengzhi took a breath and recalled the past.

“…Seven-ringed Soul Saint?!”

After a long time, Ning Fengzhi finally exhaled a breath.

"Forget it... Since Brother Feng is unwilling to show up, you and I should stop making trouble for ourselves and just hand Rongrong over to him for training..."

Although Ning Fengzhi said this very sadly, Chen Xin felt that something was wrong.

Chen Xin couldn't help but asked, "Feng Zhi, you waited for a long time just to suppress your good disciple. But if Lao Gutou hadn't sent a letter to urge you, you still wouldn't leave, right?" "Uncle Jian, you see through it but don't say it!"

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There was no conversation along the way. Xue Qinghe took Zhu Zhuqing and Feng Yan, got on a carriage and came to the hotel where he was staying.

Only after she had placed Feng Yan in front of the floor-length mirror and combed his silver hair did Xue Qinghe slowly speak.

"As far as I know, Xiaoyan's father, Sword Demon Douluo Fengyan, was already a powerful Seven-ringed Soul Saint when he was your age."

"The Sword Demon is undoubtedly powerful. At that age and at that level, he defeated Xiaoyan's teacher, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who was already a Titled Douluo at the time."

"Who in the world doesn't love the Sword Demon? I am no exception, so I named him - Yan Feng."

"It seems that because of this name, Xiaoyan is becoming more and more like his father."

"But even so, to this day, I still have such doubts."

"Is Xiaoyan really the son of the Sword Demon?"

Xue Qinghe stopped combing his hair and seemed really confused.

But soon he continued to comb Fengyan's long hair, and then he talked about the first time he met Yanfeng.

"When I picked him up, he was so skinny and small, with purple poisonous gas all over his blood vessels. Who would have thought that he would grow up to be so handsome?"

"I don't know if it's because Xiaoyan is too weak, but my love for him is known to everyone."

"Even though he is so fragile, I still think Xiaoyan is the best and greatest."

"Until more than three months ago, he was still so frail that he would gasp for breath after taking two steps."

"The truth is just as cruel. Even if she exhausts all her energy, Xiaoyan still won't live past the age of 20."

From a deeply furrowed brow to a beaming expression, Xue Qinghe's words seemed like an endless torrent of water.

"Now, Xiaoyan not only defeated a powerful spirit master team by himself, but also has a girlfriend like you."

"Xiao Yan is truly brilliant and dazzling. I don't need to tell you. I can tell you that he is truly a peerless genius, isn't he?"

"Sword Demon... This title carries too much weight for Douluo Continent."

Xue Qinghe's momentum suddenly changed as he changed the subject. "Why would the sword demon who is invincible in Douluo Continent abandon his own child? Why did he take Xiaoyan away and make him so paralyzed!"

Zhu Zhuqing listened quietly. After all, these were things Feng Yan was unwilling to talk about.

But she didn't expect that Xue Qinghe meant this.

To be honest, it was the Sword Demon who dug his own grave, so Xue Qinghe didn't say anything wrong.

However, Zhu Zhuqing didn’t understand why Xue Qinghe wanted to tell her all this?
If Xue Qinghe were a woman, Zhu Zhuqing could still understand.

As a foster mother, it would be a bit uncomfortable if the child she raised suddenly has a girlfriend.

But the problem is that Xue Qinghe is a man. Could it be that Xue Qinghe really has that kind of feelings for Yan Feng as Ning Rongrong often complains to her?
Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing was lost in thought and didn't say anything, Xue Qinghe was a little surprised.

Taking a deep breath, Xue Qinghe turned around and faced Zhu Zhuqing, staring deeply into Zhu Zhuqing's dark eyes.

"...Zhu Zhuqing, do you know? Xiaoyan has more than one girlfriend, and there are many girls who love him more than you."

"I know." Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

The rumors about this matter have been completely cleared up long ago.

As far as Zhu Zhuqing knew, there were a mother and daughter, a pregnant Xiao Wu, a female student from Tianshui College, and the Snow Emperor who became Feng Yan's martial soul.

Including Zhu Zhuqing herself, there are already six of them.

But how would Qian Renxue know?

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's straightforward answer, she was stunned.

The girlfriend Qian Renxue was referring to was naturally herself.

As a girl, she of course had to tell Zhu Zhuqing that she, Qian Renxue, loved Yan Feng more than she did.

Qian Renxue never expected that Zhu Zhuqing actually knew it and answered so simply and straightforwardly.

'Did Xiaoyan tell her about me? So she not only accepted it, but also told me that she could accept that Xiaoyan was more than just her? So was she provoking me? Was she trying to tell me that she loved Xiaoyan more than I did? (╬д)'

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing staring at her with a somewhat confused look and tilting her head, Qian Renxue couldn't bear it anymore. She wanted to speak louder than words and let this little girl know the majesty of Yan Feng's wife!

"Zhu Zhuqing, please don't move around. Someone wants to see you."

Under Zhu Zhuqing's puzzled gaze, Xue Qinghe put away the comb in his hand, put his hands behind his back and walked out of the room.

After arriving at another room, Qian Renxue immediately returned to her original appearance.

In order to conceal her appearance, Qian Renxue put on a platinum robe with a hood.

However, when Qian Renxue returned to the room where her 'little brother Xiaoyan' was, an unexpected girl was knocking on the door.

Zhu Zhuqing opened the door and saw someone she had no idea who was coming, so she asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello, my name is Ye Lingling. Does Yan Feng live here?"

(End of this chapter)