[Chen Qingling] The old man sighs

The next day, a group of people rushed to Yunmeng Lianhuawu.

Along the way, Lan Jingyi was looking left and right with complicated expressions.

Sizhui discovered this first, he said softly, "Jingyi, what are you looking at?"

Lan Jingyi moved a few steps towards Lan Sizhui's side, put her head close to his ear, and said in a low voice, "Sizhui, look at the corner of Senior Wei's mouth, does it look like..."

"Like what?" Lan SiZhui tilted his head, unable to react for a while.It took quite a while to understand what Lan Jingyi said, a tinge of red crept up his fair cheeks, "Jingyi, how could you..."

How can you pay attention to this kind of thing and talk about it.

There was a small wound on the corner of Wei Wuxian's mouth, which was particularly obvious around the bright lips, but he didn't know it at all.

Jin Ling led Fairy by the hand, and didn't dare to get too close to Wei Wuxian. Seeing the two people in front of him muttering together, he frowned, walked up to them in two steps, and said, "You two muttered What."

"Also, why is your face so red!"

"Really?" Lan SiZhui rubbed his face and said with a dry smile, "Maybe it's because the weather is a bit hot."

Jin Ling looked at him suspiciously, obviously not believing it, Lan Jingyi suddenly said, "Don't look at SiZhui, I'll tell you."

After hearing this, Jin Ling stared at Wei Wuxian's back, distorted for a while.

With a grass dangling from his mouth, Wei Wuxian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and couldn't help but look back a few times.

Lan Wangji asked, "What's wrong?"

Wei Wuxian said, "Why do I always feel that someone behind me is staring at me?"

Lan Wangji tilted his head slightly, and said softly, "There is no one else."

"That's weird." Wei Wuxian straightened his clothes very uncomfortable, "What are these children behind them doing together? Are they tired, do you want to stop and rest for a while?"

Lan Wangji nodded, "Yes."

A group of people found a grassy place to rest, and a few juniors huddled together, turned their heads frequently, sneaked a glance or two, and then moved away.

"Hey, no, let me tell you what's going on with you kids!" Wei Wuxian sat cross-legged, "If you want to see me, just look at me openly, why are you sneaking around all this time?"

Lan Sizhui's handsome face turned red and he hesitated to speak several times, but finally he couldn't hold back and said, "Senior Wei, your...your clothes are not properly dressed."

Wei Wuxian's complexion is fair, and the light blue blood vessels can show traces.His collar is slightly open, and the red-purple bite marks can be clearly seen on the bare skin, which is more visually impactful than the corners of his lips.

Wei Wuxian: "..."

He looked down and silently put on his clothes.After coughing a few times, he explained, "Then what, there were too many mosquitoes yesterday."

Lan Wangji glanced over, something flashed across his eyes.

The juniors sat on the sidelines laughing dryly, echoing Wei Wuxian's words in a hurry.

"Yeah, there were so many mosquitoes yesterday that they almost killed me."

"Next time you meet the proprietress, you must tell her, don't forget to spray some medicine in the room."

Lan Jingyi stroked her hair, full of doubts: "Really? Why didn't I see a mosquito last night?"

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Junior: "..."

……

Yunmeng was still the same as in his memory, the streets were full of people coming and going, and there was a lot of fun.However, Lianhuawu has been refurbished several times, and its scale has been expanded several times compared to before.

"Young Master Wei, Young Master Jinling," the street vendors greeted enthusiastically, "Try my newly baked sweet potatoes."

The people on the street knew him well, Wei Wuxian took it with a grin, and said without any hesitation, "Thank you, Aunt Chen. Let Uncle Jiang give it to you..." At this point, he stopped holding the sweet potato For a moment, the smile froze on his face.

Lan Wangji walked over lightly, took out the silver from his pocket and handed it to Uncle Chen, Uncle Chen couldn't refuse it, so he had to pay it.

"Wei Ying," he looked at Wei Wuxian's profile, his light-colored eyes were filled with worry.

"Lan Zhan, I'm fine," Wei Wuxian smiled at him, "Do you want to eat sweet potatoes?"

Lan Wangji shook his head lightly.

"It's a pity, it's delicious." Wei Wuxian peeled off the skin, revealing the caramel-colored flesh, full of fragrance, he bit into his mouth, and yelled at the juniors, "Why don't you eat it? "

Jin Ling turned his head to one side and snorted coldly, "Who wants to eat this kind of thing?"

SiZhui said: "Lan's family rules prohibit indecent eclipses."

Standing and eating on the street violates family precepts!

Wei Wuxian shrugged and continued to walk in while eating roasted sweet potatoes. He was also very helpless for the group of old-fashioned people raised by the Lan family's rules.

The disciples of Lianhuawu were training outside, and Jiang Cheng stood in front of them solemnly, with an arrogant expression and a stinking face.

"Jiang Cheng," Wei WuXian quickly waved at him, walked over a few steps, and punched him on the shoulder, "You brat don't even look for me!"

Jiang Cheng also punched him back: "You still know to come back? Just stay in Yunshen's unknown place."

He glanced at Lan Wangji behind him, cupped his hands and said, "I haven't seen you for a few days, Second Young Master Lan has become the Immortal Governor, and Jiang has met the Immortal Governor. I don't know why the Immortal Governor is here in the humble house."

These words sounded strange.

Lan Wangji nodded expressionlessly.Wei Wuxian frowned, but said nothing.

He just returned to Lianhuawu, he didn't want to quarrel with Jiang Cheng.

But Lan Jingyi couldn't bear to listen to these words, he jumped out and said, "Sect Master Jiang, since you call my family Hanguang-jun the Immortal Governor, you want to go wherever you want. Can't we come to Lianhuawu?"

Lan Sizhui tugged at his sleeve and said, "Jingyi, stop talking!"

"I'm talking to Lan Wangji, so there's no place for you to intervene!" Jiang Cheng clenched his fists, "Jin Ling, why are you still standing there, why don't you come with me!"

Jin Ling walked over with his head down, and called uncle in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I thought you were going to live somewhere in Yunshen too! Do you still know which family you are from?"

Wei Wuxian tried his best to keep his words calm: "Come on Jiang Cheng, I just came back and don't want to quarrel with you, let's have a truce today."

Jiang Cheng stared at him for a while, and just when Wei Wuxian thought they were going to fight like usual, Jiang Cheng suddenly said, "Wei Wuxian, did a dog bite your mouth?"

Wei Wuxian: "..."

Lan Wangji: "..."

Juniors who know the situation: "..."

Is Sect Master Jiang going to die? This is the first time I've heard people say that Hanguang-Jun is a dog.

Jin Ling on the side held the sword in one hand and looked at Lan Wangji warily, fearing that he would suddenly get angry and slap Jiang Cheng unconscious.

Jiang Cheng didn't notice the subtlety of the atmosphere, and said again: "What evil did you do at night? You even bit this place, tsk tsk tsk, this dog is also a genius."

Jin Ling rubbed his forehead and thought, Uncle, can you please stop talking.

He was really afraid that his uncle would be beaten to death.