There is actually not much that Zimu needs to do after getting married.

The main reason was that Qing Hengjun felt that he was sorry for his two children after years of seclusion, so some unimportant matters were managed by Qing Hengjun.

Two months after Zimu and Lan Xichen got married, something happened...

At this time, Zimu, who had just become the wife of the Gusu Lan clan's patriarch, was sitting leisurely in the courtyard of the cold room with Lan Xichen, playing chess and chatting.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the leaves, forming spots of light on the ground. The breeze blows gently, bringing bursts of floral fragrance. Everything seems so peaceful and beautiful.

However, this tranquility was soon interrupted by the Lan family's disciples who came running in.

"Zewu Jun, Madam, something bad has happened."

Lan Xichen and Zimu looked at each other, then asked the panicked student, "Why are you so panicked?"

Zimu was really curious. Now that the cultivation world had been cleaned up, Wen Ruohan was no longer in seclusion, and Wen Chao was also relatively obedient, it was impossible for the Shooting Sun Expedition in the play to appear again.

Little Xue Yang stayed obediently in the Yunmeng Lotus Pier, not knowing what had happened to make his disciple so panic-stricken.

"Master, Wen Xu and Wen Chao from the Wen Clan of Qishan have brought people to attack the Cloud Recesses."

"What?" Zimu stood up in surprise after hearing his student's reply: "What's wrong with Wen Xu and Wen Chao again?"

When Lan Xichen heard the clanging of Zimu's Nine Nether, he knew that Zimu was angry. He also saw the expression of his disciple who wanted to say something but hesitated, so he quickly comforted Zimu: "Madam, please sit down first and let him finish his words."

The student was about to cry. What could he say? His enlightenment classes and the studies he undertook when he grew up were all taught by Lan Qiren. How could he respond to what Wen Chao said?

"Wen Xu..." Zi Mu stopped asking when he thought of Wen Xu's obsessed look in cultivation. However, if Wen Xu was not there, there was still a conspicuous person, Wen Chao, right?

"Forget it, did Wen Chao say anything?" Zimu looked at his disciple, waiting for his answer.

However, after waiting for a long time, Lian Zimu became a little confused and could only turn his eyes to his husband Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen received the look from his wife and said, “There is no conflict between the Gusu Lan Clan and the Qishan Wen Clan. You can speak freely.”

"This has nothing to do with the dispute." The student made up his mind and answered, "Second Master Wen said that we Gusu Lan Clan should return the wife of the leader of Qishan Wen Clan."

Zi Mu's face was full of surprise, and her eyes were full of doubts: "Wen Ruohan's wife is still alive?"

“That… I don’t know either.” Lan Xichen also looked confused: “We in the Gusu Lan Clan have never intermarried, and no female cultivator has ever married Sect Master Wen.”

Lan Xichen frowned, trying to think about the ins and outs of this matter. He really had no clue and could only continue to ask: "What did my father and uncle say?"

The disciple answered cautiously, "Replying to Lord Zewu, someone went to Lord Qingheng to inform him, but not to Master."

"Why?"

"Um... the sect leader's wife that Second Young Master Wen was talking about, yes, that's right, sir." The disciple's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was still in a dream and had not yet woken up.

Zimu and Lan Xichen fell silent at the same time, shock and disbelief showing on their faces.

After a long while, Zimu spoke first: "I feel like I haven't woken up yet. I'm hallucinating. I'll go back to sleep for a while." Her tone was full of helplessness and evasion. It was obvious that she was unwilling to face this absurd thing.

“It’s already noon, how could Madam not be asleep?” Then Lan Xichen grabbed Zimu’s arm, blocking his steps and whispered, “Madam, don’t think about leaving me alone and running away.”

Lan Xichen’s eyes were firm, as if telling Zimu that they had to face this ridiculous problem together.

Zimu said angrily, "Ah Huan, didn't you hear this disciple say that the wife of the leader of the Wen family is your uncle?"

“I heard that, but uncle is also madam’s uncle now.” Lan Xichen’s answer made Zimu even more helpless.

"It's different. I'm a newlywed. I'm not needed for such a big thing, right?" Zimu tried to excuse himself, not wanting to be involved in this ridiculous incident.

Lan Xichen said as a matter of course: “This is not a reason for Madam to abandon me and run away alone.”

While Zimu and Lan Xichen were secretly competing with each other, the voices of Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng came from outside the yard.

“Senior Sister, your lovely Xianxian is here to see you.” Wei Wuxian’s voice was cheerful and bright, as warm as the spring sunshine.

With a brilliant smile on his face, he strode into the gate of the cold room with a "greeting gift" in his hand.

"Sister, brother-in-law." Jiang Cheng followed closely behind and walked in with another 'greeting gift'. He nodded slightly and greeted Lan Xichen.

Zimu and Lan Xichen turned their heads at the same time and saw two greeting gifts thrown on the ground by Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng.

Zimu was speechless and said, "Axian and Acheng, why did you bring Wen Xu and Wen Chao here?"

Wei WuXian said with a grin, “Sister, these two have surrounded the Cloud Recesses with their men, saying that you must hand over the wife of the leader of the Qishan Wen Clan today, and they won’t let Jiang Cheng and I in.”

Jiang Cheng frowned and said, "Sister, I don't know why these two are crazy. They insist that Mr. Lan is the wife of the leader of the Qishan Wen Clan. It's totally incomprehensible."

Lan Xichen looked at Wen Xu and Wen Chao, who were tied up on the ground, with a gloomy expression: "What do you mean by this, Wen Clan? How dare you slander my uncle like this?"

Wen Chao struggled and said, "Who slandered us? We are not making up stories. We have evidence."

Zimu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Evidence? What evidence?"

Wen Chao snorted and said, "We have a token as proof."

Wei Wuxian and Jiang Cheng looked at each other, both with puzzled expressions.

Zimu looked at Lan Xichen, who also looked confused.

"What token? Take it out and let me see it."

Wen Chao motioned to Wen Xu, who took out an exquisitely crafted wooden box from his storage ring. Inside the box was a neatly folded headband with a jade pendant on top. “This is the token.”

Lan Xichen took the jade pendant and headband and examined them carefully: "This jade pendant is indeed something my uncle has worn for a long time..."

"Where's Ah Huan's forehead wipe?"

“It also bears my uncle’s name.” Lan Xichen answered Zimu in a low voice, and continued in a cold voice: “But this doesn’t prove anything.”

Wen Chao said anxiously, "Why can't you prove it? This jade pendant is an ancestral heirloom of our Qishan Wen Clan. It's a pair, and the other one can only be owned by the clan leader's wife. Can't you prove it?"

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