Before Gong Juechen could finish his words, Meng Zhuqing pulled out his sword and put it on Gong Juechen's neck, thinking that if you continue to say anything, I will wipe your neck and make your blood splatter on the spot.

Gong Juechen immediately shut up obediently. At the same time, he silently took back his hand that was holding a medicine bottle in his arms and giving Meng Zhuqing a pill.

Seeing this, Meng Zhuqing took the sword back into the scabbard.

An Jing cursed: "Gong Juechen, can you not be so dirty?"

Gong Juechen felt a little aggrieved: "Don't I want to help Zhuzhu..."

"You are not helping him? You are obviously hurting him!" An Jing was not angry. "Who would think that his sweetheart would use such a bad thing for him? If he did what you did, Yan Yao would definitely rather die than suffer such humiliation."

Gong Juechen felt even more aggrieved: "The girl from Nuanhua Pavilion obviously likes this very much, and she also said that the guests would ask them to eat one in advance every time. If I hadn't kept a bottle and brought it with me, the madam in Nuanhua Pavilion would have bought it all."

Quiet:"……"

"Do you really think I won't kill you?" Meng Zhuqing pulled out his sword again in anger, as if he was about to kill Gong Juechen. This guy actually compared his sweetheart with the girl in the kiln who didn't know how to love himself?!

Gong Juechen quickly ran out, shouting, "Isn't it okay if I don't say it?"

Meng Zhuqing chased to the gate of the main courtyard in anger. Seeing that Gong Juechen had run out of the yard, he stopped chasing him. He turned around and walked back, standing in front of An Jing and Xiao Changyi in a disgusting state, completely different from the state where he was just ferocious and wanted to kill someone.

When An Jing and Xiao Changyi saw Meng Zhuqing's depressed look, they looked at each other.

Before both of them could speak, An Yiyun, who was playing not far away, ran over, pulled Meng Zhuqing's trouser legs, and comforted: "Uncle Zhuqing, are you so unhappy because you were scolded by your father and mother? Yun'er has also been tamed, but Yun'er will just eat candy, and Yun'er will give you one too, right?"

As he said that, An Yiyun gave Meng Zhuqing a small piece of malt sugar that he couldn't bear to eat in his arms.

Meng Zhuqing only felt that her heart was about to be warmed up.

An Jing laughed and said, "Yun'er can see that you are unhappy. You are really unhappy."

Meng Zhuqing smiled embarrassedly before returning the malt sugar to An Yiyun, "Uncle doesn't eat it, uncle is not unhappy, you can eat Yun'er yourself."

"Uncle Zhuqing, are you really unhappy?" An Yiyun seemed a little worried and refused to take the malt sugar back.

Meng Zhuqing nodded and smiled, "No unhappy."

Then An Yiyun took the malt sugar back with his little hands, wrapped it back, put it back in his arms, and said in a slight smile: "Mom and Dad have only given Yun'er a piece of candy for several days. Yun'er has to keep it. Whenever he is unhappy, he will eat it."

Meng Zhuqing was even more moved when she heard this. A child was reluctant to eat and gave him something...

"Yun'er, come here, come to my mother's place." An Jing waved and asked An Yiyun to come over. After An Yiyun was held in her arms, she asked with a smile: "How can you give Uncle Zhuqing the candy you can't bear to eat?"

"Uncle Zhuqing is unhappy, Yun'er doesn't want Unhappy." Then, An Yiyun smiled and said, "Uncle Zhuqing said he was not unhappy. He also gave the candy to Yun'er again, and Yun'er can keep the candy again."

Looking at the little guy An Yiyun like this, An Jing's heart was soft and she couldn't help but rub her face with her face. An Yiyun was immediately rubbed and giggled.
Chapter completed!