Can Haruki rely on it?

One sentence is enough to make people feel at ease.

Sure enough, he was still him.

"Dijun, you are so partial, we are all jealous of him being so kind to him." Hefeng pouted.

The Great Emperor Wan Ling stopped walking, turned around and looked at them, "I'm not treating you well?"

"Hahaha... Okay, who can say it's not good, the emperor is obviously the best to us."

Looking at this scene, Jiang Muyuan recalled that at that time, he was such a rascal, and he didn't expose it, he just pulled himself into his arms and hugged him tightly.Now, even the extravagant hope is no longer possible.

After packing up his things, Hefeng Xiaoyu took him to get acquainted with Wuqing Temple and explained some things.Jiang Muyuan thanked him with a smile, Hefeng Xiaoyu looked at him like that and teased again, "Do you mortals have so much etiquette?"

"Not at all."

"Xiao Yuan, don't you mind if I call you that? Let me tell you how you can get to heaven as a mortal. As far as I know, mortals can't get there."

Jiang Muyuan was a little taken aback by this title, and then smiled politely: "A chance."

"Oh~ are you here to find someone?"

"No." Before he knew it, he had already arrived in front of the sleeping hall of Emperor Wan Ling.

He Feng patted Jiang Muyuan on the shoulder, "Xiao Yuan, we will take you here."

Xiao Yu suddenly approached, startling Jiang Muyuan, but she whispered in her ear: "Don't look at Wan Lingdijun who is usually cold, but he is actually very nice. Recently, he has always been in a daze." After finishing speaking, she winked at him blinked.

"daze?"

"That's right, he's been staring at his arm in a daze recently." Xiao Yu frowned, He Feng pushed her, and said to Jiang Muyuan: "Go in quickly, the emperor will be waiting for a long time."

The door was open, and Jiang Muyuan walked around the carved wooden screen to see the scene inside the house, simple but elegant, with a faint scent of incense lingering in his nose, but Jiang Muyuan sneezed inappropriately.Emperor Wan Ling raised his head from the book and glanced at him, "Come and help me sharpen the ink."

Jiang Muyuan blushed a little, he must have heard the sneeze just now.Seeing that he did not move for a long time, the Great Emperor Wan Ling raised his head again and said again, "Come and help me sharpen the ink."

"Oh..." walked over slowly, stood by the table and rubbed ink carefully, but his eyes were fixed on the person in front of him and couldn't move away.He was reading a book, still as serious as before, his thin lips were pursed, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his long black eyelashes gently covered his eyes, as if he was making a big decision.Suddenly, he stopped, Jiang Muyuan was startled, and before he could move his eyes away, his four eyes met in an instant.

"busy?"

"No... no."

"You're looking at me." Not a question, but a statement of fact.

Jiang Muyuan blushed, "No...no, there is something in Dijun's hair."

Unintentionally lying, just to cover up nervousness.

Emperor Wan Ling put down the pen in his hand, stood up slowly, and got closer and closer to Jiang Muyuan. Jiang Muyuan's heart was about to jump out of his throat. When he thought that there would be a next move, Jiang Muyuan closed his eyes nervously. He closed his eyes, but he didn't see what he expected.Slowly narrowing his eyes, he found that there was no one in front of him. He sat quietly reading a book as if he had never left the chair.

Jiang Muyuan thought he was sleepwalking just now, and brought him back to reality with one sentence, "What are you expecting?"

Jiang Muyuan's ink-grinding hands trembled, but he didn't speak.

"Help me remove it."

The hand grinding the ink stopped for a moment, "What?"

"Something in the hair."

Is this self-inflicted?There was something on the hair, but it was just a momentary flattery, Jiang Muyuan stretched out his hand with some guilt, he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the Wanling Emperor moved forward a little.Gently touched his soft hair, and a strand of hair was tightly held in his hand.

"what?"

"It's just a leaf."

When the sunset was approaching, Emperor Wanling put down his book, Jiang Muyuan quietly rubbed his sore arms, but Emperor Wanling still had no intention of getting up, Jiang Muyuan looked at him leisurely, hoping to shift his gaze to himself .But - after a long time, "the ink is too thick."

"Oh." His voice was full of displeasure.

Only then did Wan Ling raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"...It's nothing." Jiang Muyuan lowered his head dejectedly and continued grinding the ink.

After an unknown number of hours, he still didn't intend to stop. Jiang Muyuan was already very sleepy, and the movement of grinding ink became slower and slower.The Great Emperor Wan Ling noticed something was wrong, so he raised his head from the book, only to find that Jiang Muyuan's eyes had closed at some point, but his hands were still moving slowly.

"Sorry, I forgot that you are a mortal."

Jiang Muyuan woke up suddenly, only to realize that he fell asleep while rubbing ink.

Well, if you are sent away on the first day you come, how can you find such an opportunity in the future?Immediately cheered up, "No! No, I'm just thinking about the problem."

The Great Emperor Wan Ling did not expose him, and said indifferently: "Go down and rest first."

After just now, Jiang Muyuan's eyes opened brightly, "No, I'm not tired."

"It's okay, you go down first."

Jiang Muyuan's heart skipped a beat, he shouldn't be angry, right? "You won't be angry, right?" Unexpectedly, he said it carelessly, so scared that he hurriedly covered his mouth.

Emperor Wan Ling put down his pen, "Why are you angry? You don't want to say that I will be angry for your words, how can you, a mortal, have that ability?"

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, when Jiang Muyuan heard this sentence, his heart suddenly turned cold from the outside to the inside, yes, you are a mere mortal, what right do you have to make him angry, you are just being sentimental, he no longer remembers is you.There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and he saluted respectfully, "Emperor, Jiang He is resigning."

Back in the room, the drowsiness from just now was swept away, he clutched a strand of hair hidden in the palm of his hand, took a breath of true energy, and it really turned into a wicker, found a vase and inserted it in the window Before, as it was hundreds of years ago.

Jiang Muyuan's job can be regarded as a casual job, and he only needs to grind ink for the Great Emperor of All Souls every day.On such a day, it was peaceful as if returning to the past, Jiang Muyuan was lying on the bed, Wuqing was sitting by the window, Wuqing was reading a book, Jiang Muyuan looked at Wuqing again.But now, the person who can hug at any time is gone.

Life in Tianting is actually quite good, except for grinding ink, gentle wind and light rain will drag Jiang Muyuan around, talk about some interesting things to relieve boredom, Jiang Muyuan will occasionally talk to them about some mortal things, but the two of them always have nothing to say. Taboo said that he must go to see the mortal world in his mouth.Sometimes if they are heard by the passing Emperor Wan Ling, they will be fined to stand for an hour.Jiang Mu looked at them from afar, although he was apologizing, but his eyes were full of gloating.He was so angry that the gentle wind and light rain turned into a violent storm in an instant, and Jiang Muyuan took revenge after the punishment was over.

Jiang Muyuan is actually quite satisfied, even if he doesn't remember himself, it doesn't matter, at least he remembers, and besides, he is still by his side.He was also very lucky to meet He Feng and Xiao Yu. Although they were carefree, they never discriminated against him as a mortal, and instead acted closer.

They always joked about Jiang Muyuan saying that he likes Emperor Wanling. Jiang Muyuan staggered in shock at first, but after realizing that they were just joking, they gradually got used to it, and occasionally said a few words, "Yes, I like him very much. I have liked him for a long time, since the first time I saw him, I have liked him. Now I come here to find him."

"Cut~" Hefeng Driyu didn't take it seriously, it must have been too exaggerated.

With a bitter smile, only Jiang Muyuan knew that none of these words were lying.

Wei Wei raised his head, only to find that the Great Emperor Wan Ling was standing not far away and looking at him, the expression in his eyes was uncertain.Jiang Muyuan's nervous palms were wet, he couldn't have heard it, could he?Just as he was about to get up and explain, he turned around and left.

Just when Jiang Muyuan thought he didn't hear it at all, Emperor Wanling raised his head from the book, "You... are you a wind of Longyang?"

Jiang Muyuan was stunned for a moment, then continued to lower his head and grind his ink, "What does the emperor think?" Maybe he was afraid that the expression would not be true, so he added, "If this is the case, what does the emperor think?"

"Cough...all beings are equal."

On this day, the two of them read books, rubbed ink away, and did not have a word of conversation.

When the sun was setting again, Emperor Wan Ling finished the last book and stacked them neatly together.Standing up and looking out the window, the clouds in the sky were dyed fiery red.

"Come with me to the party."

"Huh?" Jiang Muyuan was rubbing his sore shoulders, but couldn't hear what he just said.

"I'll pick you up in an hour." The Great Emperor Wan Ling went out after saying this. Before Jiang Muyuan could react, he only heard something about picking him up in an hour, and walked back with some heavy steps. room.

"One hour, uh...it's still early..." Although what Jiang Muyuan does every day is very simple, and he spends most of his time grinding ink, but standing up and doing one thing all day long, not to mention boring, just Tired enough.Unsteady on his feet, he fell on the bed, Jiang Muyuan simply closed his eyes and went to sleep, forgetting what Emperor Wanling said.

After explaining some things to Hefeng Xiaoyu, Emperor Wanling returned to the bedroom. He originally thought that Jiang Muyuan would be waiting here, but there was no one there.Thinking that he was really tired these two days, he probably went back to the house.Sitting by the window and waiting for a while, he felt something was wrong again, got up and went to Luoyunju, which was the courtyard where Jiang Muyuan lived.As soon as he entered the door, he heard a slight breathing sound, and Emperor Wan Ling's heart suddenly calmed down. It is strange to say that since he came back from the calamity, he was always restless, but he didn't know why, but Jiang Muyuan came here After that, the restless mood calmed down.In fact, this is one of the reasons why he likes to let him accompany him.