The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

"Did something happen to my lord at that time?"

Pressing and cutting Hasebe held his little princess in his arms, his eyes were full of distress.

Cang Lan nestled in Yaki Hasebe's arms, recalling her past.

After Qian Fan passed away, looking back on the past, all that was left was nothing but regret.

Raising his hand to cover Hasebe's hand holding his waist, Cang Lan's voice was amused.

"Hey, why are you so sad? I was the last one to suppress their boss—"

Cang Lan looked at the pile of Fu Sangshen in front of her with a smile, and extended the topic further.

The Fusangshen didn't smile, and there was more melancholy or distress in their eyes.

Cang Lan pressed the corner of her mouth, sighed, and continued.

"My past is very, very long. Even if I sit here and tell you one by one, I won't be able to finish it today."

"Similarly, there are many, many little stories in it. This one is just one of them, and you don't have to feel sad about it. I just remembered it suddenly, so I just told you."

Hasebe, who hugged his lord, tightened his arms, and clung to his lord tightly.

"We all know this, but we still feel distressed when we hear it..."

Fu Sangshen's magnetic voice echoed in Cang Lan's ears, and the heat slowly spread from the part where the two were close together warmed the two of them inadvertently.

It seems that I understand a little...

For her past, Cang Lan never felt sad.

To paraphrase a common saying, it fits his psychology very well.

A person who does great things will not care about those who hurt the spring and the autumn.

He is that kind of person.

What is gained is what is lost.

In his heart, there is a scale to measure gains and losses.

And he will always only make the choice that best suits his interests.

Cold and scary.

Probably this is also a common problem of all smart people in the world...

Feelings can never shake their feet.

Even these fusangshen who he is willing to pay for now, before that, he would probably give up without hesitation...

He used to want too much, and there were too many things in his heart, so there was no room for people or things that could shake him in his heart.

Now, after going through vicissitudes, he pursued until he had nothing to pursue, and only then did he free up such a place in his heart.Then, the Fusangshen lived in it logically.

——He took it to heart.

They didn't meet at the best time, but you have to admit that they met at the most suitable time.

Any time other than that, sooner or later, is of little consequence.

Cang Lan, who was leaning on the shoulder of Zheqie Zhang Gubu, laughed in a low voice, and there was a joy in the voice that made people smile.

Fu Sangshen were a little stunned, but soon they were also infected, and the corners of their mouths revealed a heart-warming arc.

Cang Lan stood up, took the wine glass from Taro Tachi who was sitting beside him and raised it up, looked at the Fusangshen present, raised his head slightly, and smiled heartily.

"—Respect, our best years."

After finishing speaking, Cang Lan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

Yiqi Yizhen and the others who originally wanted to dissuade them took back the steps they had already taken, picked up the cups from their hands, and drank the wine in their cups in one gulp.

Cang Lan took away the cup from her lips, looked directly at the bright moon in the sky, and smiled slightly.

Taro Tachi stood up, took back the cup that was stolen from his lord, and helped his lord to sit down.

Cang Lan didn't resist and let Fu Sangshen lead her to sit down again. After sitting down, she tilted her head and looked at Taro Tachi.

Seemingly feeling that it was not enjoyable, Cang Lan moved closer again, staring at Taro Tachi's jade-like face.

Taro Tachi moved back unnaturally, and asked gently, "My lord, what's the matter?"

Cang Lan stretched out his finger and poked Taro Tachi's face with curiosity in his eyes.

Taro Tachi held the hand that his lord was trying to squeeze on his face, touched his head, and asked a little strangely: "What's wrong, lord? Is there something wrong?"

Cang Lan shook his head and withdrew his hand.

"I'm just curious about one thing."

"My lord, if you are curious, just ask directly. There is nothing about me that you cannot know. I will answer everything you want to know directly."

Cang Lan turned her head and looked over, the indifferent Fu Sangshen revealed a different kind of determination than usual when he said this.

"Don't be so nervous, it's just a little curiosity."

Cang Lan reached out and patted Taro Tachi's arm, signaling him to relax.

Taro Tachi silently pushed the flagon next to him -->>

farther away.

"I won't drink secretly!"

Cang Lan stretched out her finger and shook it, feeling a little sad that Fu Sangshen of their family didn't believe in her character.

Holding the jug in his hands, the Japanese retorted with a blush on his face: "My lord, you should try it... Wine is still very useful when necessary."

Hasebe jumped up from the ground, pointed at Japan and shouted: "You guys, don't instigate the master to drink!!!"

Cang Lan stretched out his hand and pulled the hem of Kishi Hasebe's clothes, motioning him to sit down.

"I don't like drinking, don't worry."

"I'm just interested in one thing. So, I really want to ask Taro, the person involved."

Taro Tachi nodded, speaking very crisply.

"You ask."

Cang Lan put his elbows on his legs, propped his face with his hands, and asked with great interest: "I can often see you drinking with Jiro and Japan, right?"

"Yes, generally, except when you have to go out for expeditions or battles, as long as Jiro is drinking, I will accompany him."

Taro Tachi lowered his head and looked at the lord who looked smaller when he sat down, with a smile in his eyes.

"However, there is one thing that seems strange to me."

"You have been drinking together, Jiro and Nippon Kai are already very drunk, and their speech is obviously slurred, but you... you are not drunk at all..."

"Not only did he have no reaction on his face, but he even spoke and acted clearly."

"So, I've been thinking, do you drink a lot?"

"..."

Taro Tachi was speechless for a moment.

The fusangshen around heard what their lord said, and looked at Taro Tachi curiously, obviously curious too.

By the way, it seems to be so...

Generally, Jiro Taidao and Japan will drink for at least several hours before they leave, but it seems that no one has ever seen him drunk...

This is clearly abnormal.

#Don't make trouble, Taro Taidao is such a dignified knife, can you still watch it when you are drunk? ! #

Under the watchful eyes of a group of people, Taro Tachi glanced at his lord, and then said nana: "I don't know, maybe it is really born immune to alcohol?"

Cang Lan looked at Fu Sangshen, who had always been dignified, stepped back a few steps abruptly, stood up and put his arm on Taro Taidao's shoulder, and said with a joke: "Brother, massive!"

"..."

Seeing Taro Tachi's hard-pressed expression, Cang Lan had the idea of ​​playing a prank for a while.

Touching Taro Tachi's face, Cang Lan looked into those golden eyes, with a gentle tone that seemed to melt people.

"Taro, drinking too much is bad for your health."

Unfortunately, what follows is not so gentle.

"So, I decided to reduce Honmaru's expenses in this area."

Hearing this, a group of people turned their backs on their backs.

Cang Lan glanced across the place where the commotion was loudest, and smiled slightly.

"I forgot that there are a lot of people who drink alcohol in this pill, but there are also a lot of people who drink tea. Drinking too much tea makes it difficult to fall asleep at night. Therefore, I also plan to reduce expenditures on this aspect."

Another flurry of people turned around.

Cang Lan propped her small chin, and slowly added the second half of the sentence.

"Of course, you won't be allowed to drink alcohol, and you won't be allowed to drink tea. I'm afraid a large part of the people in this pill won't be able to get used to it."

"I love you so much, how could I let you live like this..."

The sentence "I love you so much" made all the fusangshen in this pill completely quiet, and my heart was sweeter than feeding sugar.

"Yes, yes, my lord, what is drinking tea?! What is drinking?! Quit everything."

The speaker was Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki.

The Fusangshen around cast angry glances at him one after another.

You don't drink tea or alcohol, what is there to quit? !

Cang Lan smiled softly, raised her hand to stop the fusangshen's argument.

"Please don't worry, I just feel that the life and rest in this pill are a bit unhealthy, and you also follow me outside all day long, and finally rest, I just want to do something for you. "

"My lord..."

Fu Sangshen were moved to tears.

Cang Lan showed his eight teeth with a very restrained smile, bathed in the burning eyes of the Fusangshen, and announced his plan calmly.

"Then, everyone, from tomorrow onwards, let's officially keep in good health together."

"After all, I'm not too young, so it's time to take good care of it."

The Fu Sangshen who heard this sentence felt a little bit in their hearts. They always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence. What does my lord want to do? !