After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

Immortal Minqu got up early and required others to maintain extremely high work efficiency, so Lan Yu arrived at the library early in the morning.

When I entered the quiet room, I couldn't help myself and greeted all the eighteen generations of Yuan and Qing ancestors again.

After copying for a while, other people gradually arrived. It would take about five days to copy all the remaining copies, not including the trouble of sorting and registering them.

In the morning, I made breakfast for Chu Yitang and put it on the stove to warm. I was afraid that he would be hungry and baked a few more cakes. I don't know if he still remembered to come here for lunch.

It is actually much more interesting when everyone works together than working alone. Chatting and talking makes it less boring.

Lan Yu talks little. He usually only responds a few words when someone talks about him. The rest of the time, he is focused on copying his own books.

A whole morning passed like this, and Yuan Qing couldn't sit still. He looked eagerly at the door of the quiet room, expecting someone to bring food.

Seeing this, Chang Huai changed a copy of the remaining copy and said while dipping his pen: "It's early. It's only what time. It would be nice if we could catch up for dinner."

Next to Changhuai's seat is a handsome man named Mu Shan. He is the immortal official in charge of marriages this time, and is also commonly known as Yuelao.

He was also caught halfway and copied books.

Mu Shan loosened his wrist, threw the pen aside, rolled up a few strands of broken hair on his cheeks, looked around in the small bronze mirror, and complained: "I went to bed so late last night, my complexion was so bad, and I didn't even have lunch. Let others eat, I would rather go back and lead others."

"You're good at looking good. A single man is worried about looking bad. No one will dislike you."

Yuan Qing has become so mean-mouthed for a day or two. He was so angry that Mu Shan picked up a book and threw it at him: "You speak so lightly. Do you think I am happy? Why don't you worry about my life-long affairs?"

After so many years of training under Lan Yu, Yuan Qing quickly ducked his head to avoid it, and did not forget to reply:

"It's not impossible. Just tell me what you like. I'll go and propose marriage to you right now, and I'll tie you up too!"

When Yuan Qing said this, Mu Shan actually took it a little seriously. He rolled his eyes and walked around the immortal officials present, and finally aimed at one person. He raised his orchid finger and said with satisfaction. :

"If I had to choose, I would still choose Immortal Lord Lanyu."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and froze. Even Hong Ran stopped writing and looked blankly in the direction of Mu Shan's finger.

Mu Shan didn't take it seriously and said, "Yes, Immortal Lord Lanyu is handsome, speaks well, and is in good health."

"Don't you like this?"

Lan Yu was copying a book and wanted to finish it and go back to the palace to see Chu Yitang. Unexpectedly, he was pointed out and stared at by a circle of people. He sat on his seat, looked around, and made a sound to test. : "What's going on?"

Mu Shan smiled brightly, wrapped his long hair around his fingers, and leaned forward: "Immortal Lanyu, do you have any girl you like? If not, do you think I can do it?"

Lan Yu: "…………"

Everyone: "………………"

The soundless silence was deafening.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Mu Shan shouted dissatisfied: "Didn't Yuan Qing ask me to pick it? He also said that as long as I have someone he likes, he will help me tie him back home. How come it's me now?" Isn’t it?”

Yuan Qing had goosebumps all over his body. He seriously suspected that if he stepped out of the quiet room now, he would be directly killed by Lan Yu. He slapped the table angrily:

"I'm talking about women! Women, do you understand? We, Lan Yu, are upright and upright men! Don't get involved!"

Mu Shan's eyes lit up: "That's right! That's what I like!"

...Okay, there is nothing more to say. My thoughts have gradually gone astray.

Immortal Lord Changhuai saw that the situation was not right and quickly smoothed things over:

"Okay, okay, there are a lot of good men, so don't hold on to Lan Yu. He is still young, and you are not ashamed of an old cow eating young grass."

Lan Yu was very grateful to Chang Huai for his help, but he could only smile vainly at Mu Shan, and then brought out the eighteenth generation ancestor of the Yuan and Qing Dynasties to greet him.

Mu Shan refused to give up. He simply walked around the table and sat across from Lan Yu, his smile not diminishing:

"Immortal Lanyu, let me be honest, if you don't have a woman you like, why not consider me? I'm not bad either..."

Before Lan Yu could shake his head, the door to the quiet room was slammed open with a bang. The earth-shattering sound shocked everyone, and the impact was no less powerful than Mu Shan's tiger wolf speech just now.

Chu Yitang was holding a food box and standing at the door of the quiet room. The bamboo shade outside the window was rustling, and the wind picked up the hem of Chu Yitang's green clothes. He twitched the corners of his mouth and gave a meaningless smile, which sent chills down everyone's spine. .

"A Tang!"

Lan Yu was very pleasantly surprised. He thought Chu Yitang would go back directly after eating. Unexpectedly, he came to deliver food to him and went to pick him up with a smile on his face.

Chu Yitang didn't look at him, he raised his eyes and scanned for a week. Finally, his eyes fell on Yuan Qing and said softly:

"Yuan Qing, let me bring you food."

ah? ? ? ? ? ?

Yuan Qing was flattered, pointed at himself, and said in disbelief: "Me????"

Chu Yitang said impatiently: "Who else is it if it's not you? Come and take it."

Yuan Qing did not dare to disobey. He walked over with hesitation, took the food box from Chu Yitang's hand, and stammered: "Thank you, thank you, Xin, thank you for your hard work."

When Yuan Qing took the box, everyone seemed to vaguely hear the sound of something breaking.

Yes, that’s right, it’s Lan Yu’s glass heart.

He watched helplessly as Yuan Qing took the lunch box from Chu Yitang's hand, with an extremely hurt look on his face, like a homeless abandoned dog, whimpering and retracting his outstretched paw.

Chu Yitang had no time to care about him. He closed the door with his back expressionlessly and walked away gracefully.

Immortal Lord Changhuai has not yet reacted. Isn't Immortal Lord Lantang Lan Yu's brother? Why did he bring food to Yuan Qing instead?

However, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. Everyone looked at each other in confusion and didn't dare to speak. They all lowered their heads and went about their work.

Yuan Qing knew something was wrong. He was not so conceited as to think that Chu Yitang would come to deliver food to him in person.

Putting the food box on Lan Yu's table, Yuan Qing whispered: "I don't dare to accept it, so I'd better give it back to you."

Lan Yu was disheartened and had no mood at all. He raised his hand and asked Yuan Qing to take away the food box, lay down on the table, buried his face in his sleeves, and stopped talking.

Yuan Qing hesitated to speak, so he had to take the things away.

Mu Shan didn't know that he had caused this incident, so he shrugged and returned to his seat.