Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

at noon the next day.

"Uh." Mu Chen turned over, the bruises were especially obvious on his fair skin, and his whole body was so sore that it was about to fall apart.

"Mu Chen, how are you...?" Lan Zhan asked nervously.

The two of them tossed and tossed around Choushi last night. It was the first time, except for the pain... It still hurts.

Mu Chen's face turned red when he heard Lan Zhan's voice now, he covered his head with the quilt, and said muffledly: "Not good, my back hurts."

Lan Zhan pulled back the quilt, gently rubbed Mu Chen's waist, "Sorry."

"Why are you sorry about this?" Mu Chen enjoyed the massage from the second young master of the Lan family, and squinted his eyes comfortably, "I like you, and you like me. It's only natural for people in love to do this."

Lan Zhan suddenly blushed, and stammered, "From now on, every day... every day is okay?"

"Impossible!" Mu Chen turned his back to him.

"Jin Zixuan's birthday is here." Lan Zhan turned him back and looked at him.

"..."

Muchen beat his chest and stamped his feet, why did he propose to play that game at that time.

"Okay! It's alright!"

After returning to Yanxi, for the next two weeks, Lan Zhan kept pestering Muchen.

Finally, the oppressed farmer Muchen became angry: "Lan Zhan, why don't you go back to Gusu!"

"Accompany you."

Lan Zhan covered Muchen's belt dishonestly with one hand.

Mu Chen knocked off his hand with a slap, with a weird expression: "Brother Wangji, I can't do it recently."

"Jin Zixuan..." Lan Zhan's eyes were full of accusations, why not.

"I know! But..." Mu Chen remembered the scene when his brother came to find him.

Yesterday, Lan Zhan went out to buy candied haws for Mu Chen, and Mu Xuan took this opportunity to sneak into Mu Chen's secluded palace.

"Brother, why are you here?" Mu Chen was rubbing his tortured waist on the couch, but when he saw his brother coming, he hurriedly sat down.

"You can lie down." Mu Xuan glanced outside the hall and asked nervously, "Of course, have you had nausea and vomiting recently, a symptom of a preference for a certain taste?"

Mu Chen thought for a while, then said with a surprised face: "You know this, I've heard that brothers have a good heart..."

Mu Xuan ignored him, pregnant people like to think wildly, he stared at Mu Chen's belly and said happily: "You are happy."

"What!" Mu Chen didn't care about the pain on his body, and sat up in a jerk, "I'm a man!"

Mu Xuan told Mu Chen about giving birth to Zidan, and the latter stroked his stomach in surprise after hearing this: "There is actually someone inside."

"In short, don't do that in the past few months." Mu Xuan ordered, looking outside: "I'll go first."

After recalling, Mu Chen nodded firmly: "Well, that's it."

Hey, why didn't there be any response, Mu Chen raised his eyes and found that the Taoist couple in front of him was a little stunned, he smiled and said, "Brother Wangji?"

"You..." Lan Zhan mechanically lowered his gaze to Mu Chen's stomach.

"I'm pregnant now...husband." Mu Chen said, "So for the sake of the baby, no."

Lan Zhan finally came to his senses, and carefully placed his hand on Mu Chen's stomach, without any movement, and looked at Mu Chen.

"He's less than a month old now, how could there be any movement?" Mu Chen looked helplessly at the rare Taoist couple, "Brother Wangji, wait for me here,

Lan Zhan nodded slightly: "Yes."

In the main hall, Mr. Yiheng sat on the seat next to him and slammed down the table next to him, looking at Mu Chen with a livid face: "Say what you just said again."

Muchen said firmly, "I want to marry Lan Zhan."

"Nonsense! You're a man!" Yiheng Jun roared angrily and swept his tea cup down to the ground, making a crackling sound.

"Father, I'm happy." Mu Chen leaned on the back of the chair, tilted his head to look at his father, and said calmly.

"How could you..." Mr. Yiheng was about to get angry again, and suddenly remembered something, and threw another teacup on the table to the foot of Mu Xuan who was watching the fun and giggling, "It's your masterpiece again!"

Mu Xuan hid back: "The two of them really love each other, so we can't separate them, right? You have always wanted a grandson, so I'm just trying to contribute a little bit."

"You!" Yiheng Jun was angry, "Then tell me, who will deliver him!"

"Me." Mu Xuan pointed at himself as a matter of course.

"Okay...okay!" Jun Yiheng pointed at Mu Xuan, "Your brother is going to die on the day of giving birth, and I will let you go with me right away."

"Understood." Mu Xuan secretly rolled his eyes behind his father's back, "When will their wedding ceremony be prepared?"

Mr. Yiheng said: "It is better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Prepare today and get married tomorrow!"

"So fast?" Muchen exclaimed.

"Quick fart, it's good to get married with a big belly, you don't think it's embarrassing, and I'm ashamed." Jun Yiheng snorted angrily, "Don't be embarrassed."

"Understood!" Mu Chen shouted, "Where is the Lan family?"

"I'll invite, I'll invite, it's such a hassle for you to get married." Yiheng Jun stood up and walked out, "Ma'am, let you organize this brat's wedding ceremony."

Ling Youqing watched Yiheng Jun disappear into the air, and then said: "My son is going to get married so soon."

Mu Chen pouted, and added: "You're going to be a grandmother again."

Ling Youqing had a sad face when she heard the words, she was going to be a grandmother at such a young age, God must be jealous of her beauty.

"You two go back, I'll take care of the rest."

The next day, the Mu Mansion was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and drums and cannons were fired.

In the dim new house, the original blue quilt has become an embroidered brocade quilt. Red dates, peanuts, longan, and lotus seeds are placed on the table, implying the meaning of "early birth", and they are spread in circles of hearts.

"Ah! So tired!" Mu Chen rolled on the couch, "Why are you so tired after being married?"

Lan Zhan grabbed him and said, "Be careful."

Mu Chen restrained himself when he heard the words, lay obediently on Lan Zhan's lap, and said, "My father is really good, your uncle has even been invited."

Lan Zhan pursed his lips slightly, he thought his uncle would not agree to this marriage, but he didn't know what method Sect Master Mu used.

"Well, brother Wangji, I'm sleepy." Mu Chen yawned and rolled to the inside of the couch.

It may be the reason of pregnancy, he is especially prone to sleepiness these days.

"Wait." Lan Zhan took off the red shirt outside for him.

"Brother Wangji, I wish you a sweet dream..." I was really tired, and Mu Chen immediately fell asleep after speaking.

Looking at Mu Chen's slightly pale face, Lan Zhan felt distressed, straightened his clothes, and got on the couch to surround him.

"Nice dream."

The author has something to say: Mu Chen: "... getting married is so tiring, I will never get married again."

Lan Zhan (said dangerously): "Who else do you want to marry, huh?"

"..."

"Brother Wangji, I was wrong, I don't dare to do it anymore, can't it be every day today, okay?"

"not good."

"..." Why did you only hear the last sentence! (roar)