Jing Xingjun, the Patriarch of Demon Dao

"..."

When he turned his gaze, the environment he saw was dirty, chaotic, and poor. The only few stone beds were covered with things, except for the blood-stained bandages, which were Wei Wuxian's messy manuscripts.

Muchen asked: "Have you changed your career to be a junk collector now? Where shall we sit?"

"This is easy to handle." Warmly arranged Wen Ning, very "gently" swept all the things on one of Wei Wuxian's stone beds to the ground, and said with a smile, "Mr. Mu, Mr. Lan, please sit down."

Wei Wuxian exclaimed in shock, "Hey!"

Muchen sat down and said, "I have one more thing to tell you this time."

"What's the matter?" Wei Wuxian picked up the manuscript on the floor like a baby.

Mu Chen pursed his lips, but still said: "Sister Jiang is getting married, ten days later."

Wei WuXian stopped picking up the manuscript: "Senior Sister?"

Muchen nodded and said, "Yes, He Zixuan."

After a while of silence, Wei WuXian murmured, "That fellow Jin ZiXuan is cheaper."

Mu Chen sighed and said, "Although Zixuan is a rebellious person, he is sincere to Sister Jiang, so you don't have to worry."

Wei Wuxian chuckled and rubbed his face: "Ah Chen, do you think my senior sister is worthy of Jin Zixuan?"

Mu Chen was taken aback for a moment: "Sister Jiang is gentle and virtuous, why not match her?"

"...Yes." Wei Wuxian lowered his head, he thought that his senior sister was worthy of being the best person in the world.

"……elder sister?"

The four people present were startled by the small voice, and their warmth froze even more, and most of the water in the teacup in their hands spilled out.

Wen Ning raised his head with difficulty, his eyes were no longer the hideous white eyes, but a pair of normal pupils!

"Clap."

The teacup in Wen Qing's hand fell down, making a piercing breaking sound. She looked at her brother who was no different from a normal person, and her eyes were filled with tears.

"Sister...sister." Wen Ning tugged at the corner of his stiff mouth.

"A'Ning!" Wen Qing suddenly yelled, and threw herself on her younger brother, crying and laughing, with a lot of snot and tears.

Muchen was astonished and said, "What's going on?"

Wei Wuxian was also very surprised: "To put it simply, Wen Ning has changed from a murderous corpse to a living person."

"It's really...unheard of." Mu Chen said in disbelief, with a serious expression on his face, "Don't disclose this to outsiders."

"I understand." Wei Wuxian nodded casually, "Tenderness, after crying, go pour a cup of tea for the guests."

"If you don't want to die, don't talk!" Warmly set three silver needles on the side of the stone bed where Wei Wuxian was sitting.

"..."

Wei WuXian glanced at his own butt in fear, and howled, "Ah Chen, take me away! I don't want to stay with this woman who is not at all gentle again!"

Hearing this, Lan Zhan held Mu Chen's hand vigilantly: "Mu Chen is going back to Gusu."

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't want to snatch Ah Chen, what are you doing?" Wei Wuxian said contemptuously.

Mu Chen clasped Lan Zhan's hand back, looked at the warmth of Zheng Huan who was crying, and said, "Ah Xian, you can take Miss Wen and the others to Mu's house as guests."

"Ah? Keqing..." Wei Wuxian frowned and thought for a while, then shouted at Wen Qing: "Wen Qing, what do you think?"

Warmth choked a few times, and shook his head: "Second uncle and the others are old, it is definitely inappropriate to be a guest..."

Muchen smiled slightly: "They can be placed in Yanxi."

He hesitated and said: "but in this way, won't it cause trouble to Mr. Mu?"

"No, you stay here at ease." Mu Chen looked at Lan Zhan, seeing the approval in his eyes, he was immediately elated, and his hands overlapped with Lan Zhan's more closely.

Wei Wuxian noticed this detail, and rolled his eyes invisibly: "Ah Chen, when is your child born?"

"It's the so-called ten months of pregnancy." Mu Chen raised his head and thought for a while, "Maybe in a month or so."

Wei Wuxian nodded, "Have you decided on a name yet?"

Mu Chen glanced at Lan Zhan and shook his head, "Not yet."

"I'll give you one." Wei Wuxian excitedly said, "How about picking one?"

"Lan Caizhi..." Mu Chen murmured, "Brother Wangji."

Lan Zhan looked up at Mu Chen, and asked, "Lan's surname?"

Mu Chen looked sideways: "Otherwise?"

"Sect Master Mu." Lan Zhan hesitated.

"Oh, it's okay." Mu Chen snorted a few times, "Anyway, brother and the others will have children."

Only then did Lan Zhan nod his head and said, "Yes."

"Yeah!" Mu Chen looked at Wei Wuxian with a smile, "Brother Wangji said this name is very good."

"I don't even look at who gets the name." Wei Wuxian said proudly.

"Stinky fart." Mu Chen squinted at him.

"How can this be called a stinky fart? When this child remembers that his name was given by Yiling Patriarch, he can walk sideways wherever he walks!" Wei Wuxian laughed a few times, "The name is Lan Heng."

At this time, the ancestor of Yiling did not expect that he personally cultivated an "Old Gong" for himself...

Of course, this is something.

Mu Chen pouted and looked at Lan Zhan, seeing that the other party did not object, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's the name, but..."

"What if it's a girl?" Mu Chen tilted his head and smiled.

Wei Wuxian was taken aback, "Lan Zhan, quickly name your daughter."

Lan Zhan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and thought for a moment: "The name is Mu, the word is... Ruyu."

"You two are enough." Wei Wuxian wanted to roll his eyes but couldn't do it.

Mu Chen's eyes were shining, he raised his head and said with a smile, "Speaking of a gentleman, warm him like jade."

Lan Zhan nodded slightly, his snow-white earlobes were reddish, he caught Mu Chen who was rushing towards him, and said softly, "Attention."

"En!" Mu Chen rubbed against Lan Zhan's arms, and finally just lay on Lan Zhan's lap and couldn't get up.

"Hey, there are still people here, pay attention to the influence." Wei Wuxian sighed, hehe, he was almost used to it.

Warmth closed her eyes, and at the same time blocked Wen Ning's eyes, muttering: "Do not see evil, do not see evil."

"Warmth, go cook, I'll check on Wen Ning again." Wei Wuxian stood up and glanced at Mu Chen Lanzhan, "Are you guys staying for dinner?"

Mu Chen lay in Lan Zhan's arms, pouting his lips and said softly, "Yes."

Lan Zhan paused, looked at his Taoist companion's dark eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Mu Chen."

"..."

Mu Chen knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, his cheeks were hot and he said, "Ah Xian, let's go out for a while."

"Ah? Then you don't eat anymore?" Wei Wuxian was looking at Wen Ning's eyes, when he suddenly heard that the two of them were about to go out, their fingers accidentally touched the inside of Wen Ning's eyes, Wei Wuxian was about to apologize, Wen Ning Ning felt nothing at all.

This discovery made Wei WuXian no longer able to control the two of them: "Go early and return early."

"...Mmm." Mu Chen pulled Lan Zhan up, his hands were hot.

Lan Zhan lowered his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mu Chen remained silent until he found a grove and pressed Lan to the tree, and raised his voice at the end: "Help you."

Lan Zhan was taken aback by the sudden touch on his lips, and then turned back, but the force gradually eased, and there was still a bit of nostalgia.

Mu Chen's eyes were slightly blurred, he put his arms around Lan Zhan's neck, dazed by the kiss.

After touching him for about a minute or two, Lan Zhan finally let go of him, and said with restraint, "Go back, you can't."

Mu Chen pursed his lips: "I'll help you..."

……

"Ah Chen, are you back?" Wei Wuxian was packing up the dishes, he pointed to the stone bed just now, "Your meals are over there."

"it is good……"

"Ah Chen, your wrist hurts?" Wei Wuxian put down the bowl and chopsticks, and since Muchen came in, he has been turning his wrist, his face is also tired, but it is Lan Zhan beside him, although he is still the same. A face with ice cubes, but it's not hard to see the satiety in it.

The more Wei Wuxian watched, the more horrified he became, what the hell did these two people do?

"Ah, it's okay." Mu Chen lowered his head, and picked up the bowl on the stone bed, which was a bowl of noodles.

"I'll do it." Lan Zhan took the bowl, rolled up a circle of noodles with chopsticks and handed it to Mu Chen's mouth. The latter bit down hard, chewing hard.

Lan Zhan eats Mu Chen as soon as he feeds him, and after eating a bowl of noodles, his chopsticks are all covered with his teeth marks.

Wei Wuxian's expression was horrible, the bowl had already been washed, and now he was pretending to study the manuscript but actually observing Mu Chen and the others.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Mu Chen returned to normal. He wrinkled his nose while hugging Lan Zhan's arm, and said, "Brother Wangji, I'm sleepy."

Lan Zhan comforted him a few times and said, "Wait a moment."

He stood up and cleaned the bowl Mu Chen had used, nodded to Wei Wuxian and said, "Farewell."

"Oh, okay, hey wait, you don't want to eat?" Wei Wuxian saw that Lan Zhan picked up Mu Chen who was already asleep and was about to go out.

Lan Zhan paused and said, "Thank you for your hospitality. Mu Chen hasn't been sleeping well recently, and it's rare to fall asleep, so I won't stay any longer."

Wei WuXian said helplessly, "Okay then, Ah Chen is asleep, don't let him catch a cold."

"No." Lan Zhan took out Mu Chen's flute that was pinned to his waist, and just after playing a few notes, Awang roared over.

Awang leaned down and let Lan Zhan walk on top of him, and then he flew into the sky with wings.

Lan Zhan nodded slightly to Wei Wuxian who was looking up on the ground, and said softly, "Gusu."

At the foot of Mount Gusu, Lan Zhan said to Awang, "Thank you."

When he turned around and saw that he stopped at the mountain pass alone, he said unexpectedly, "Uncle?"

Seeing that they hadn't returned home, Lan Qiren was already very anxious, and when he saw Mu Chen collapsed into Lan Zhan's arms again, he was even more anxious, but he still put on airs: "Moran, this is..."

Lan Zhan glanced at Mu Chen in his arms, the corners of his eyes slightly curved: "Too tired."

"Then hurry up and send them back to rest!!" Lan Qiren raised his breath, "What are you always running around! Don't you know that this is a special period! Tell him! For these ten months, stay at home honestly! Don't go anywhere I want to go!"

"Yes, uncle."