Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

They seemed to be having a lot of fun, but Yu Chen only glanced at them from afar and didn't approach.

My first thought upon seeing her was to drag her back to the Tax Bureau to work, but then I remembered that today was a day off, and I didn't think I could control what she did.

Since they didn't see me, there's no need to say hello, hmph~

What is meant by the first male virtue of the Tabuan?

Yu Chen gave himself a big thumbs up in his heart, feeling that he had truly lived up to Xiao Fu Xuan's trust.

...

"Jingyuan, get me something to eat... I'm hungry."

Yu Chen swaggered into the general's mansion. The two Yunqi guards already recognized his face and respectfully stepped aside to let him in without even asking him a question.

Yanqing stood in the courtyard, staring blankly at the ancient pine tree overhead. He held a sword in one hand and a phone in the other, his expression dazed.

Yu Chen's voice was very loud and flamboyant...

It snapped him out of his reverie. He had just glanced at Yu Chen, nodded, and greeted him when his phone suddenly vibrated again.

Yanqing quickly looked away, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

At this moment, Jing Yuan poked his head out of the house. He glanced at Yu Chen, whose expression was inexplicable, and his expression also became strange.

"What are you standing there for? Come in and play chess with me, there's something to eat..."

Here's some fruit for you to eat, and meals will be served when it's time to eat. I've had someone prepare them in advance, but...

Didn't you have breakfast?

"No, I was woken up by your phone call."

Yu Chen yawned again as he spoke.

Jing Yuan looked at him and sighed softly, unsure whether it was relief or some other emotion.

It seems he doesn't need to worry about the relationship between the two anymore...

"General..."

Yanqing suddenly sheathed his sword and leaned closer, his expression seemingly somewhat embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

Jing Yuan sighed again as soon as he asked the question. There was no need to guess why this guy was making that expression; it was definitely related to the Grand Diviner's right-hand man…

"Fine...won't you eat something before you leave? I've already asked someone to prepare it."

"... "

Yanqing's face flushed slightly, and he lowered his head, saying softly, "I promised Xingxuan I'd have lunch together..."

"Okay, okay, remember tonight... never mind, it's fine if you don't come back tonight, just remember to take precautions!"

Jing Yuan waved his hand, and finally reminded him.

"...I won't!"

Yanqing blushed and retorted, but a strange sense of unease lingered in his heart. The wondrous beauty of that night was still vivid in his mind, unforgettable...

For that teenager, truly young and going through puberty, this was far too exciting…

Unlike some old man who loves to act young and has no idea what a face is, who clings to his wife all day and refuses to let go.

"A-choo..."

Yu Chen rubbed his nose, looked around in confusion, and then his eyes suddenly fell on Jing Yuan, locking onto him intently.

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, "You're not secretly cursing me in your heart, are you?"

The general's lips twitched, and his fist instantly hardened...

He resisted the urge to punch the guy and dragged him into the house.

"Why would I insult you for no reason? You're just slandering me without any evidence, aren't you?"

"I was just... saying it casually."

Yu Chen touched his nose and followed him inside.

As Yu Chen brewed, poured, and drank the tea, he took a sip of the tea that a certain Shence General had personally brewed for him.

After careful consideration, I compared it with my own experience...

Hmm, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes actually has pretty good skills, just a tiny bit worse than him…

However, Xiao Fuxuan must like his own brew the most!

Feeling the inexplicably intense gaze suddenly directed at him from the other side, Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow.

"Can't wait to have a long-awaited spar?"

"hehe…"

Yu Chen sneered. He, a complete novice at chess, was no match for this eight-hundred-year-old fox in front of him.

Although I often play games with him, his skill level is...

It's not that it's impossible, but compared to Jingyuan...

His mind wasn't that quick; after all, although he was a sword saint and an unofficial general, he had led the Cloud Cavalry in countless battles...

However, there is still a significant gap between him, a pure war machine and a mere warrior, and the wise strategist who can win battles from afar.

Chapter 83 You don't believe in my cooking skills?!

He was genuinely just playing along with Jing Yuan. If it were someone else... unless it were Xiao Fu Xuan, he'd much rather go to the martial arts arena and practice a few moves than engage in this kind of intellectual game.

Don't think this is nothing. You should know that Yanqing begged and pleaded with everyone he could, even sacrificing himself, just to get him to agree to play a game. You can imagine how unbearable it must have been for him to play chess, which was even more resistant to him.

It's also clear that although his words might be somewhat harsh, he was still willing to spend time and energy playing chess with him.

This shows that Jing Yuanyuan still holds a significant place in Yu Chen's heart...

After all, over the years, the number of people around them has gradually decreased, until now…

The only people we can still reach out and touch are each other.

"Your chess skills are still terrible!"

Jing Yuan smiled and waved his hand as he devoured his last soldier.

"Mind your own business! Let's play another round, I really don't believe I can't beat you!"

Yu Chen glared and shouted, though he wasn't particularly interested, he was still deeply humiliated...

How could a dignified sword saint tolerate this?

...

"I'm not playing anymore..."

The Sword Saint pushed aside the chessboard with a sullen face, took a big gulp of tea, and looked sullen.

In contrast, Jing Yuan smiled with unbridled joy. Normally, he either played games with himself or forcibly dragged Yan Qing along...

That little apprentice's chess skills haven't been properly trained yet; he's several levels below Yu Chen. It's really boring...

It's incredibly satisfying to be able to deflate his arrogance on the chessboard and also to satisfy myself!

"Alright, I'll treat you to a jar of fine wine that's been aged for a hundred years today! Spend some more time with me this afternoon~"

"...What kind of wine?"

Yu Chen glanced at him.

"Hehe...you'll find out soon enough."

Jing Yuan smiled mysteriously.

Looking at his expression, Yu Chen couldn't help but swallow, but Fu Xuan's voice echoed in his mind.

Don't drink too much!

"Then let's just get something quick and easy, I have some things to take care of this afternoon..."

“…bronchitis.” General Jingyuan’s expression stiffened slightly. He muttered softly, with a hint of resentment in his voice.

He naturally knew why this drunkard could say such a thing—because of whom…

"what did you just say?"

Yu Chen picked at his ear, wondering if he had misheard.

"nothing…"

...

"I'm not drinking anymore... I still need to go buy things for Xiao Fuxuan..."

Yu Chen's face flushed slightly, and he covered the wine glass with his hand to stop him from pouring any more.

Jing Yuan grinned, looking pained.

She found him a wife, and now he can't even enjoy a drink with her anymore...