His background is very cruel, cold, lonely, proud, hiding something that cannot be seen through.

Those things are Chen Qishan's pain and the pain that is deeply rooted in the bone.

Zhu Ziyue knew everything, he understood everything, and he understood Chen Qishan's pain.

Even if he knows Chen Qishan's pain and knows who his enemy is, he can't do anything.

In the past two years, he has been lazy and inaction and has been at the position of prime minister. It is just this muddy water in the capital, and it cannot be stirred up by his own efforts.

He is waiting, waiting for the best time.

Now the time has come.

It is possible to be both in the right time and in the right place, but their former scars will break again, the flesh will be cut open, and the pain will double.

Until Chen Qishan's back disappeared, Zhu Ziyue reached out to wipe his face.

He turned around, reached out to pick up the wine pot on the table, and drank a big mouthful of wine in front of the spout.

When he was drinking, his Adam's apple moved and he drank the wine as water.

My eyes, which were quiet and restrained in the past, were slightly red at this time.

Over the years, he has never forgotten his original intention.

The price that can be paid is too high.

Thinking of Chen Qishan's cold back as he left, mixed with inexplicable loneliness, he really felt sorry for him.

After drinking the peach blossoms in the wine pot, Zhu Ziyue put them on the table.

The hands were unstable, and the wine pot was slumped horizontally on the table, colliding with the meal plate that had not moved much.

Zhu Ziyue walked to the window of the private room in a daze.

Looking at the traffic downstairs and the people walking on the street, his eyes were dark and there was no light at all.

Soon, he saw Chen Qishan's back. His presence was too obvious in the crowd.

The straight back is captured at a glance.

Zhu Ziyue lowered his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were flooding with will.

When he raised his eyes again, Chen Qishan's figure was gone.

Zhu Ziyue turned around and walked towards the door, and it was time for him to leave.

...

Chen Qishan had a faint fragrance of peach blossoms all over his body, and he walked on the crowded streets.

He couldn't control his emotions just now, and his eyes were still slightly red at this time.

At this moment, someone blocked his way.

Chen Qishan raised his eyes lightly and looked at the person blocking the road in front of him with a look of indifferent expression.

Seeing this man's face, Chen Qishan felt a little surprised, but it was fleeting.

He said lightly: "It's you, Qi Jiu."

The person who blocked the road was named Qi Jiu, who was a tall and strong man. Their eyes were cold and proud.

After Chen Qishan made a sound, the coldness in Qi Jiu's eyes gradually disappeared.

His cold voice sounded, "My young master is invited."

"Haha..." Chen Qishan laughed in a low voice.

As he smiled, the faint fragrance of peach blossoms became more and more intense.

Qi Jiu looked at Chen Qishan, who was obviously drunk, but knew that he was not drunk.

He has a good alcohol tolerance. He smells the faint smell of wine around him and the low concentration of wine, how could he get drunk?

Chen Qishan didn't plan to pretend to be drunk, but when he heard Qi Jiu say that my young master, he remembered the man who looked ordinary but had a noble status.

He asked, "Where is your young master?"

Qi Jiu's gaze looked at the Zuixian Tower not far away.

It was very close to Chen Qishan, after all, he had just come out of it.

Without saying much, Chen Qishan turned around and walked towards Zuixian Tower. Qi Jiu followed closely behind him, Yan Jin was a follower.

It was during this period that when Zhu Ziyue looked upstairs, Chen Qishan was gone.

He didn't know that Chen Qishan had just left Zuixianlou, but was stopped by someone and returned to Zuixianlou.
Chapter completed!