The Chen Qing Collection of Two Worlds [Rebirth]

After Nie Huaisang left, weeping and wailing thousands of times, it was already dawn.When the Qinghe River arrives, the clouds melt into the covenant, send the night moon with the long wind, and feel the twilight of the morning light.Wei WuXian stood in the messy yard and yawned, when he heard Lan WangJi's footsteps returning, he hurriedly said, "Lan Zhan."

In the morning of flowers, beside the clouds, there are immortals returning slowly.Lan Wangji stood beside him, stroked his face and said, "You've been up all night, go to sleep."

After five o'clock, he fell asleep and fell asleep. It's not impossible for him to go up three poles a day.But Wei WuXian was very playful, and he couldn't bear to be lonely by nature. At this moment, there was the sound of a cock crowing outside the courtyard. He glanced at the sky, forced his sleepiness away, and pulled Lan WangJi and said: "Second brother, are you hungry?"

It's a pity that this hunger is not that "hungry", Lan Wangji said regretfully, "Not hungry."

Wei Wuxian said: "Cultivating Immortals, Hanguang-Jun! Last night, I only ate half a piece of cake with A Yuan, and my stomach is almost starving... You must have a full meal before you kill your head."

Lan Wangji shook his head and said, "Nonsense again."

Wei Wuxian said: "Who is talking nonsense? Pigs and sheep are slaughtered during the Chinese New Year. They are all fed first before they are killed. No one goes on the road hungry. I don't care. Anyway, if Hanguang-jun wants to do it, I have to set the table first." On the table, what kind of husband and wife lung slices, chopped pepper fish head, red stewed shark's fin, and spicy chicken are all served, and I will see if I am in a good mood before deciding whether to turn over your brand."

Lan Wangji said, "Why...don't you eat me first?"

Wei Wuxian said: "Lan Zhan, I said that you are black-hearted and not black-hearted! Ever since I went to Yunshen, I have either clear soup and little water or bitter medicinal food, and I still eat cabbage every day! Who will believe it, Tangtang Su Lanshi, the food is so bad, it's because I eat a lot of wild food, otherwise I would have been hungry and thin..."

While there was no one around, Lan Wangji rubbed his fingers around his waist, his fingertips were burning, and said to the point: "It doesn't look good when you're fat."

Lan's Shangmei, no matter male, female, old or young, has a fairy spirit that is as graceful as a feather, and there are many admirers wherever she goes, but very few succeed.Rumor has it that Mr. Qingheng had a quick glance at Mrs. Qingheng in the forest, and fell in love at first sight. Looking at the looks of Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, Mrs. Qingheng must have been a peerless beauty in her lifetime.Wei Wuxian suddenly recalled that he had seen an incomplete portrait of Mrs. Qingheng in the cold room. Although it was almost destroyed, it was still shocking.

As the saying goes: like father, like son.Wei Wuxian was curious for a while, and asked, "Lan Zhan, you said that when we met for the first time, what else were you thinking about besides fighting with me?"

Lan Wangji turned around and left, with a reddish ear tip, he dropped two words: "Boring."

"Hey, Second Brother Lan, don't go!"

Wei Wuxian caught up in two or three steps, and continued: "Do you think I'm particularly good-looking? Or, do you want to do something to me?"

Lan Wangji coughed lightly, and avoided saying, "It's a commonplace."

Although this question was asked again and again, annoying and annoying, but Wei Wuxian still never tired of it, he grabbed the thin wiping forehead, dissatisfied: "Lan Zhan!"

Lan Wangji finally stopped, and said with a headache, "...see the color."

On the other side, Jin Guangyao was sitting at a small stall on Qinghe Long Street, stirring a bowl of wontons in boredom.

The wonton skin is thin and the stuffing is full, the soup is clear and attractive, but there are a lot of chopped leeks in it, which is really not to the taste.Seeing a bowl of wontons being poked into meat paste, Lan Xichen finally couldn't stand it any longer, took the spoon from his hand, and worriedly said, "Ayao?"

Jin Guangyao woke up like a dream, and turned to look at him: "Second Brother, did you call me?"

After Nie Huaisang's "adding fuel and vinegar" to the pain last night, Jin Guangyao began to be absent-minded.The Jin family's filth was far beyond what everyone thought, Lan Xichen wished he could seal Jin Guangshan's mouth, he held Jin Guangyao's hand, and said softly, "What is Ah Yao thinking?"

Jin Guangyao glanced at him, then suddenly smiled and said, "Fried sugar cake."

Lan Xichen: ...

"Why doesn't Ah Yao miss me?" Could it be that the majestic master of the Lan family, the number one son of the family, is no match for a piece of fried sugar cake?

Jin GuangYao said: "You... think about it every day, every night, you don't see it when you look up, you're already tired of it."

Lan Xichen: "Mrs. Lan, although people's hearts are changeable, they haven't changed so fast."

Jin Guangyao intentionally teased him, "Seeing the difference and thinking of changing, liking the new and disliking the old is an emergency inherited from the Lanling Jin family. I'm afraid it won't change for a while."

Lan Xichen's expression changed slightly, "Ah Yao."

"Okay, second brother, don't be angry, I'm joking." Jin Guangyao pushed the porcelain bowl, changed a cup of tea for himself, and said with a smile, "But second brother... I don't have much appetite when I wake up early, I just want to eat fried rice. Candy, what should I do?"

As soon as Lan Xichen wanted to send his disciples to buy it through sound transmission, Jin Guangyao said sadly: "I heard from the old lady who served my mother that when my mother was pregnant with me, she often envied those women who had lovers who bought fried sugar cakes." It's a pity that my father is a ruthless bastard, after playing around a bit, he left us mother and child and disappeared without a trace."

After finishing speaking for a while, Lan Xichen finally sighed slightly, and said softly, "You wait here for me, I'll come back as soon as I go."

Jin Guangyao obediently lowered his head and replied, "Yes. Remember to dip in more sugar."

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Dip the sugar cake in white sugar, will it be too thick?"

Jin Guangyao said: "How could it be, no matter how sweet it is, it's not as sweet as Second Brother's mouth."

It was rare for Lan Xichen to see him flirt so straightforwardly, and he couldn't help being surprised, mixed with many surprises, shaking his head and saying, "It's bad, it's bad, Ayao teased me."

Jin Guangyao got up and chased him away, pointed at the small stall selling fried sugar cakes on the other side of the long street, and said with a smile: "Second brother, go and buy me sugar cakes, if you can't buy them, you won't be allowed to sleep in the bedroom, I will follow Wuxian's example." Punish Wangji and lock you out."

After a long tug-of-war, Jin Guangyao finally drove away Lan Zongzhu, who was stickier than sugar cake.Sitting in the fragrant tea room, a simple and elegant smell of rouge and gouache floated by, and a graceful woman wearing a gauze cap came lightly, adjusted her skirt a little, and sat calmly at the table.

Jin Guangyao lowered his eyes slightly, as if he wasn't surprised by the old man's visit, and said kindly, "What are you doing all the way here?"

The woman said: "A few days ago, your mother had a dream and said that she was worried about you, so she asked me to take a look."

Jin Guangyao's eyes drifted to the direction where Lan Xichen was leaving, and said, "I'm fine, if you dream of her, just go back like this."

The woman lifted a corner of the veil, revealing a delicate and charming face, looking at the leisurely and beautiful white shadow, she sighed sincerely: "You really are a good young man."

Jin Guangyao poured a cup of tea with his own hands, and pushed it in front of the woman. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said slowly, "Am I better than my mother?"

The woman straightened her gauze hat, nodded and said, "Who says it's not..."

The two compartments sat opposite each other in silence.After a while, Jin GuangYao said: "If you have nothing else to do, hurry back to Lanling, don't forget what I told you."

The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded: "But he is your father."

Jin GuangYao said, "But he doesn't have my son in his heart."

The woman said: "Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan, they are already descendants of the Jin family."

"The descendants of the Kim family..."

Jin Guangyao sneered, and laughed at himself: "I'm afraid in his opinion, the son born to a wild woman outside is just a little prostitute surnamed Jin."

The woman hesitated and said, "But..."

"My business has nothing to do with you."

Jin Guangyao interrupted her suddenly, helped his black hat, and regained his gentle look, saying, "I didn't rescue you to make you talk to me. People must know how to be grateful. If you think about it carefully, everyone else will die." and you are still alive, listen to me, and I will naturally let you be Mrs. Jin."