Can Haruki rely on it?

Opening his eyes, there was no sleepiness in his clear pupils. His sight just touched a messy knife mark on his left arm. He raised his right arm and held it carefully for a long time before he realized that it was a word "wood". long time.I tried to heal it with magic power, but it had the opposite effect. Instead of making the word disappear, it became more conspicuous. There were no intricate fine marks, and the outline of the word became clearer.Rubbing his aching forehead irritably, he really couldn't remember what happened.

The heavenly palace is only three days long, while the human world has been three years long.Strange to say, that morning, Jiang Chenyuan woke up suddenly from the bed and found that he was not beside his brother, he put on his clothes and ran out of bed in a panic, waking up Bai Rong who was sleeping next to him. "Brother, am I not in my brother's house? How can I be here?"

Bai Rong also became flustered, grabbed his clothes and got out of bed, not sure, "Father came back last night, should he be all right?"

The two hurried out of the house, and when they approached Jiang Muyuan's door, Bai Rong knocked lightly on the door, but no one answered.

"Father, are you awake?" Still no one answered.

The two looked at each other, and both saw worry in the other's eyes.The door was not locked, and it opened with a slight push, and Jiang Muyuan was lying on the bed, peaceful as if without a trace of life.

Bai Rong looked around for a week, "Where did father go?"

Jiang Chenyuan couldn't stand anymore, he tremblingly walked to Jiang Muyuan's bedside, looked at his brother lying quietly on the bed, and couldn't believe why a person who was fine yesterday... Tears rolled in his eyes, Jiang Muyuan held on tightly Gritting his teeth to prevent himself from crying, Bai Rong gently embraced his shoulders and hugged him, "Don't cry, don't cry."

The desperately suppressed crying still flowed out from the corner of his mouth, getting louder and louder.Bai Rong could only pat him on the back to comfort him.

"Why are you crying?" The sudden voice made the two huddled people stop moving.

"Brother" and "Mother" looked at the person lying on the bed looking at them in disbelief.

Jiang Muyuan got up and put on his clothes, "What's wrong, you're so stupid, you don't even know me anymore"

"Mother... Dear, where's father?"

"Father, who is that right? Rong'er, why do you call me mother?"

Bai Rong and Jiang Chenyuan stood on the same ground and looked at each other, he is... I don't remember

"Brother, do you still know me?" Jiang Chenyuan asked Jiang Muyuan, pointing at himself.

Jiang Muyuan laughed, "Jiang Chenyuan, I just had a fever, and it didn't burn my brain out."

It's over, he doesn't seem to remember the old tree demon, so can I sneak in now~

"What did you say?" Bai Rong narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at Jiang Chenyuan whose eyes were drifting away.

"Show me this right after I woke up. At least you should be concerned about me, an old man, going to the kitchen to make some porridge for me." Jiang Muyuan waved away two handsome people regardless of the occasion.

Later, Jiang Muyuan's various performances and behaviors made Bai Rong more certain: he forgot his father.And his father is also missing, since that night, Bai Rong has never seen him again.

What's even more strange is that Jiang Muyuan's body couldn't last long, but after that day, he gradually recovered, and he was even healthier than before.This is what everyone likes to hear, especially Jiang's father. After his son recovered, he didn't seem to have any grudges towards him. He greeted him three times a day, which made himself a little flattered as a father.Gradually, no one mentioned the name Wuqing anymore, as if he never existed.Only when Jiang Muyuan was staring at the willow tree in the yard in a daze, they would have a little bit of confidence that it was not a dream.

Bai Rong didn't know where Wuqing had gone, and...he couldn't sense it anymore.Seeing Jiang Muyuan getting better physically and mentally, Bai Rong also took Jiang Chen away from the Jiang Zhai, only saying that he would come back often.Jiang Muyuan didn't hold back either, and sent them out the door with a smile, stared blankly at their leaving backs for a while, then turned around silently and entered the yard, leaning against a willow tree and closing his eyes.

Jiang's father couldn't believe that Jiang Muyuan would take the initiative to ask to learn how to manage housekeeping.Jiang's family has been in business for generations, and Jiang's father is the sixth generation. He originally thought that it would be good for Jiang Muyuan to enter the court as an official, but he didn't seem to have any interest in official career, so Jiang's father let him go.Later, something like that happened again, and the relationship between father and son became very strange. During the ten years that Jiang Mu was away from home, Jiang's father finally figured it out, and he could follow him whatever he wanted.If there is no one to inherit the family property after a hundred years, then donate it to the neighbors for a blind date, although doing so is somewhat sorry for the ancestors.

Ten years suddenly.Jiang Muyuan has been in charge of this family for six or seven years, because he has no experience before, but fortunately he is smart and has good business luck.Jiang's father was old and passed away a year ago. On the day of the burial, Jiang Muyuan was very calm, without any trace of sadness or joy. He buried his father and mother together. After everyone left, he gently stroked the two names on the tombstone. ,a long time……

"Let's take it as compensation, and it's good to be with her forever." Jiang Muyuan left these words, got up and left.

The Jiang family was originally rich and powerful, but Jiang Muyuan took over these years, and it became stronger and stronger.In the south of the Yangtze River, as long as they are businessmen, they all know that the Jiang family has a son who was ignorant in the past, but later inherited his father's inheritance and became very powerful, no one can afford to provoke him.

In fact, Jiang Muyuan is not as supernatural as in the legends, but he just has a bit of brains, besides, there are two extraordinary people beside him.

"Emperor Wan Ling seems to be different from before." Two little maids outside the Palace of Wuqing were whispering.

"The last time I went in, he was in a daze, as if he had something on his mind."

"What's on your mind." A deep voice sounded behind him, and the two whispering maids turned pale in an instant, turned around in panic, knelt down and kowtowed quickly with a "plop", their voices were trembling, "Emperor Wanling, I know I was wrong , the slaves dare not talk about you anymore, so please forgive us..."

Wan Ling looked at the kneeling two people and didn't speak. Just when they thought they were going to die, a court lady raised her head boldly, only to find that he was not looking at her at all.

"Emperor?"

Wan Ling, who came back to his senses, was at a loss as to what was wrong with him, and finally sighed, "Get up." He looked at the two maids again, "Am I so scary?"

"No, no, no...you are not scary at all." The heads of the two maids shook like rattles.

"Go down."

"Yes."

After confirming that they had already walked a long way, the two maids became more courageous, "Emperor Wan Ling is so strange, he seems to be a different person."

"I also think that something happened during the calamity?"

"Who knows..."

At the same time, behind the peach blossom tree, a pink figure flashed past.

"Emperor, Fairy Hua Yun asks to see you." A court lady came in to report.

"Hua Yun? What is she here for?"

"The slaves don't know, but the fairy said that she has something to ask the emperor."

When Wan Ling came out of the inner hall, he saw a pink figure in the front hall, and said indifferently: "I don't know if the fairy is coming, but I couldn't greet her far away, I'm rude."

Hua Yun smiled slightly, "I heard that Emperor Wanling has returned from calamity, so let's take a look, how is the emperor?"

"Thanks to the fairy, everything is fine." The obvious unfamiliar tone made Hua Yun's eyes light up, and then she smiled sweetly, "Is there anything special in this world? I've always wanted to see it. "

"I don't remember anymore."

Knowing the wrong words, Hua Yun was a little embarrassed, and then smiled and said: "That's right, there is no need to remember ordinary things."

Wan Ling nodded slightly, reached out and poured a cup of tea.Today he wore a silk dress, the material was relatively smooth, and when he stretched out his hand, his forearm was exposed.Hua Yun blushed slightly, took the tea Wan Ling handed over, and caught a glimpse of the writing on his arm, before she could read it clearly, Wan Ling withdrew her hand, and her sleeve just covered the writing.

After sending off Fairy Hua Yun, Wan Ling returned to the bedroom.Pulling up his sleeves to observe the word, he closed his eyes and thought about it for a while, but he didn't remember that he knew a god called "wood".It's just that this engraving has always troubled him, and he would be a little unwilling if he didn't find out.

This word must be related to him, and the relationship is very close, Wan Ling can only come to this conclusion now.

"Did you show it to her on purpose?" Wan Ling just closed his eyes and was about to rest. For some reason, since he reset, he always felt sleepy, as if he had lost his soul, so he had to stay in the bedroom to rest every day. Hearing someone talking, he was startled, "Who!"

"Tsk tsk... a man with a history of robbery is going to be stupid." The man sighed, and then there was a puff of smoke in front of his eyes, and a young woman in yellow clothes appeared, "Brother Eleven, you don't even remember me, do you?"

"Wenyu? Why are you here?" Wan Ling saw that it was her mischievous younger sister, and rubbed her sore forehead. Like a little girl.Wan Ling is cold and aloof, but he loves this younger sister very much. Regarding her waywardness, Wan Ling just shook his head helplessly, and then let it go.

Wen Yu leaned back on the chair, "Who made me have a heartless brother who didn't know to come to see me after all the calamities, so I had to come and see you." She pouted again, "It's okay to go to the mortal world. I don’t know how to bring me some fun things, I said you must be lying if you say you don’t remember anything in the mortal world, right?”

Wan Ling shook his head, "I really don't remember."

Wenyu picked up a grape on the table and put it into her mouth, "Okay, I'll trust you for now." Then she rolled her eyes, "Did you just show it to her on purpose?"

"what?"

Wenyu raised her chin, "That word on your arm!"

"Unintentional move."

"Whether he wants to or not, as long as it's not that woman."

"You don't like her?"

Wen Yu asked back: "Do you like her?"

Wan Ling looked at her, but smiled silently.

The author has something to say: Persist if you like it, no matter the result.