Can Haruki rely on it?

Ignoring Jiang Muyuan's words, Jiang Chenyuan picked up three white dumplings and introduced them to Jiang Muyuan one by one, "This is Da Rong, this is Er Rong, this is San Rong..."

"Wait, did you just name it so casually?"

"That's right, don't everyone say that a baby's name is cheap and easy to support."

Jiang Muyuan took a look at Bai Rong and found that he was very calm, maybe he was used to it long ago.

I'm so envious.

It was already midnight by the time Jiang Chenyuan finished making noise with a few white dumplings. After Jiang Muyuan drove them to bed, he went to bed, and just fell asleep after two yawns.

Having not dreamed of Wuqing for a long time, Jiang Muyuan felt a little strange.

Outside the Palace of Wuqing, Wuqing was still wearing black robes, standing under the lush willow tree, looking at herself.

Don't say a word.

"Wuqing" Jiang Muyuan slowly approached him, not sure.

"Mumu..." Wuqing's eyes were full of sadness, which turned into a thick fog and shrouded Jiang Muyuan's heart.

Wuqing gently opened her arms, took Jiang Muyuan into her arms, and hugged him gently and cherishingly.

Feeling the long-lost warmth, Jiang Muyuan moistened the corners of his eyes, and Wuqing gently wiped it away for him, "Don't cry, I'm here."

A simple sentence made Jiang Muyuan's eyes wet again.

With tears in his eyes blurred, Jiang Muyuan saw Emperor Wanling standing not far behind Wuqing, looking at him sadly, and beside him stood Fairy Huayun who was smiling like a flower, holding his hand, looking at him When, he stared fiercely.

Jiang Muyuan's body froze, Wuqing felt a strange movement, let go of him and turned around, and when he saw Emperor Wanling and Fairy Huayun, a wry smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "It seems that you didn't take good care of him! Then, I'll take him away."

Jiang Muyuan only had time to see the Great Emperor Wan Ling raised his arm to hold him back, but then his vision darkened and he lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Muyuan was lying on the ground, the sky was gloomy with dark clouds, as if they would suddenly fall down at any moment.

Struggling to get up, one arm helped him up, Jiang Muyuan fell into an embrace, and a familiar voice came from above his head, "I'll take you away."

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Wuqing didn't answer his question, but looked into the distance, "Look, this blooming flower of the other side is doing it for us."

Only then did Jiang Muyuan realize that they were sitting on a very tall bead, and there was only room for two people on the pillar, surrounded by a sea of ​​red flowers, like the hottest flame.

If it fell from here, it would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant.

However, Jiang Muyuan is not afraid, because there is Wuqing by his side.

Because of Wuqing, even if he goes to hell, he won't be afraid.

When the wind picked up, they tore up their clothes and screamed fiercely, Wuqing sighed, and patted Jiang Muyuan's head lightly, "Mumu, I'll take you home."

Jiang Muyuan looked at him, he could trust the person in front of him without reservation.

Nodding his head, "Okay."

Jiang Muyuan knew where this place was, the fiery sea of ​​flowers on the other side, the desolate stone bridge, the old lady with a bowl...

"My lords, drink it." The old woman brought the bowl in front of them, and when she caught sight of the hands they were holding, she slapped her forehead and walked back on crutches, muttering as she walked, "Look at me! The brain is really useless."

By the time the old woman brought another bowl of soup back, the previous one was already cold.When Jiang Muyuan took the bowl from her hand, his fingertips touched the old woman's fingertips, it was icy cold.

The cold Jiang Muyuan shivered.

Wuqing picked up the bowl and looked at him with a smile.Jiang Muyuan raised the bowl to his mouth, and was about to drink it with his head raised.

"Jiang Muyuan!" A roar came from afar, sounding furious.

Jiang Muyuan turned around and saw the Great Emperor Wanling standing behind him, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and his fists were tightly clenched, "Jiang Muyuan! How can you, you clearly said that you would always stay by my side , forever...Jiang Muyuan, how could you..." In the end, Jiang Muyuan could clearly feel his trembling across a bridge.

"Dijun, I said it, but it was only out of my own selfishness, I just took you as him, I'm sorry..."

"Did you not treat me as him for a minute, even for a minute?"

Seeing the injured expression of Emperor Wanling, Jiang Muyuan turned his head to look at Wuqing, then slowly shook his head, "No..."

Jiang Muyuan clearly saw the figure of Wan Ling Great Emperor shaking, glanced at him, finally turned around, and walked slowly, the black robes melted into the thick mist.

Jiang Muyuan lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, there was only firmness in his eyes. He picked up the bowl that had been placed by the stone bridge before, and put it to his mouth.

"Bang..." The bowl was overturned, the soup splashed all over the floor, and the stone was instantly corroded into a pit.Jiang Muyuan looked at Wuqing in astonishment, watched him pick up the soup bowl and drank it down, walked slowly to the other side of the stone bridge, looked at him with a smile, smiled, and waved his hand...

"Don't!" Jiang Muyuan yelled, opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that he was still lying on the bed, his whole body seemed to be washed with water, it was so wet and uncomfortable.

Everything just now was just a dream.

Lifting off the quilt and getting out of bed, the sweat on his body immediately became icy cold.

In the hot summer, Jiang Muyuan shivered violently.

Putting on his clothes and going out into the yard, the dappled sunlight fell through the gaps in the leaves, Jiang Muyuan finally regained some warmth and sat in the yard in a daze.

Jiang Chenyuan called him but he didn't hear him, he was still thinking about the scene in his dream.

"brother"

"Huh?" Jiang Muyuan came back to his senses when he heard Jiang Chenyuan calling him, "What's the matter?"

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Jiang Chenyuan sat down beside him.

"No ah."

"Brother, do you want to go out to play? Bai Rong and I want to go out for a stroll, do you want to go?"

Jiang Muyuan smiled, "I can't, you guys go shopping!"

"Okay, then brother, remember to help me lead the dumplings."

Seeing Jiang Chenyuan's relaxed expression like throwing a big burden, Jiang Muyuan smiled helplessly, "Go."

Jiang Chenyuan and Bai Rong lived in Jiang's house for more than two months, but during these two months, they never mentioned Wuqing once, as if they never knew this person.Jiang Muyuan guessed that they were probably afraid of being sad.

For more than two months, Jiang Muyuan watched Jiang Chenyuan and Bai Rong quarrel, but in fact, most of them were Jiang Chenyuan angrily blowing his hair alone, while Bai Rong didn't talk much.

Jiang Muyuan remembered that a long time ago, he was always noisy, but Wuqing always smiled gently, and then pulled him into her arms, whether he wanted to or not.

And one day, the white dumplings suddenly turned into three fat dolls, all wearing red bellybands, circling around the sleeping Jiang Muyuan.When Jiang Muyuan woke up, he suddenly saw a few fat boys with white flowers, he was really shocked, and then the white dumplings showed their bright white teeth, and called "Uncle" in unison.

Jiang Muyuan patted their heads one by one, and said with a smile: "It seems that your mother married herself as a girl."

Ordinary people are always like this. If you have been living a lonely and pure life, you will not feel anything.But when this kind of cleanliness is suddenly broken, he will gradually get used to it from the initial discomfort. If one day the days return to calm, then he will definitely feel even more lonely.

Jiang Muyuan is such a mortal.

Jiang Chen left far away, together with Bai Rong and Da Rong, Er Rong and San Rong.

Jiang Muyuan looked at the withered willow leaves, heaved a long sigh, closed his eyes and thought, this is so boring!

It is no longer a mortal body, no disease, no disaster, no old age, no death, and no need to eat even grains.

So ah, what else is there to do?

So Jiang Muyuan gradually developed the habit of looking at willows, and he would spend the whole day looking at willows, or he would sleep with his eyes closed. In fact, most of the situations were in a state of chaos, and he didn't understand what he was doing.

Maybe it's what people often say about wasting time.

Jiang Muyuan felt that he was hallucinating recently, always felt that Wuqing was right in front of his eyes, smiling, but never spoke, but when he stretched out his hand, Wuqing disappeared again, turned into countless bubbles and shattered.

Right now, he saw Wuqing again, standing under the tree in front of him, still wearing his black robe.Jiang Muyuan smiled at him, but Wuqing didn't smile, he looked at himself without any expression on his face.There is only one pair of eyes, full of sadness and surprise.

Jiang Muyuan couldn't help stretching out his hand. To his surprise, this time he didn't turn into a bubble, but approached him step by step.

Jiang Muyuan murmured, "Wuqing..."

His jaw was suddenly pinched and he was forced to raise his head. Jiang Muyuan saw the raging fire in his eyes, and he was a little uncertain, "...Wuqing, is that you?"

"Take a good look at who I am!"

Uncontrollable anger between words.

Jiang Muyuan was even more uncertain, "Emperor...Emperor"

"Do you only remember your Wuqing?" Emperor Wan Ling suddenly lowered his voice, let go of his chin, and changed it to gently rubbing, "What about me?"

Jiang Muyuan avoided his hand and took a step back.

"Why, are you afraid of me?" Emperor Wan Ling took a step forward.

"Dijun, why bother? I'm just a mortal. I apologize to you about Wuqing."

"Do you think an apology is enough?" Wan Ling pressed forward step by step, cornering Jiang Muyuan, forcing him to look at himself, "Jiang Muyuan, look at me, what happened before is nothing, you really treat me as a Is he there?"

"Hey..." Jiang Muyuan sighed, "Dijun, why are you so persistent, this is just a mistake, and this mistake was caused by me, but I'm already working hard to make it up, so..."

"Hmm..." All the unfinished words were swallowed into his mouth, the kiss of the Great Emperor Wan Ling was too hot, and Jiang Muyuan was a little dizzy.

"Do you think it can be redeemed?" Emperor Wan Ling let go of him and looked into his eyes with affection.

"Jiang Muyuan, I like you."

"..." Jiang Muyuan thought he heard it wrong, "but..."

"Shh, don't tell me, it's only you and me here."

Jiang Muyuan followed the Wanling Emperor back to the Heavenly Court, and the Jiang house was still handed over to the land. Seeing the aggrieved look on the dwarf's face, Jiang Muyuan felt very embarrassed.However, Emperor Wan Ling gave him a look, and the land immediately laughed, "It should, haha, it should..."

Seeing Jiang Muyuan's return, Hefeng Xiaoyu was also very happy, and kept pulling him to talk long and short.

Jiang Muyuan didn't see Fairy Hua Yun's voice until he entered the bedroom of Wan Ling Great, so he couldn't help but let out a "huh".

As if knowing what he was thinking, Emperor Wan Ling said: "Hua Yun and I are not what you think."

"what"

"What she said that day was that I recognized her as my younger sister. This was what she asked for. After a few days, she agreed to the marriage proposal of Prince Xihai Long. I thought everyone was happy, but when I came back, I found that you were gone .”

"Huh? Fairy Huayun didn't marry you"

Emperor Wan Ling suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand and pinched Jiang Muyuan's nose, "That's right, so why are you eating vinegar?"

Jiang Muyuan suddenly felt his eye sockets a little sore, this little gesture of intimacy, only Wuqing would do it to himself.She spoke with a slight nasal voice, "But you were so cold that day, and your eyes were so scary."

The Great Emperor Wan Ling pulled him into his arms and hugged him, "Idiot, I just want to make a final confirmation."

"Huh? What?"

"Make sure I like you."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Together with Wuqing's love."

"Dijun, actually..."

"what"

"Has anyone told you that you are Wuqing?"

"Have."

"Who"

"Myself."

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