The Chen Qing Collection of Two Worlds [Rebirth]

When Lan Wangji walked into the inner room with the medicine bowl, Wei Wuxian was already fast asleep.

In May, the pomegranate flowers are alluring, and the green poplars are raining heavily.Yeli Huangli made a move.Yousong waited leisurely, breaking the dream of the screen window.

Lan Wangji walked lightly to the window, folded leaves and flew flowers, chasing away the oriole that was singing in the shade.

Inside the bead curtain, the beauty sleeps in summer clothes.

The lotus-colored gauze shirt was rubbed up to her chest, revealing a thin white waist.With handsome eyebrows, clean and fair skin, elegant and unrestrained, like the sun in the east.

It is such a bright and willful person who can turn into a "fierce ghost" among living people. Yu Yu walks alone, at the cost of his life, just to find the last trace of his loved one.

It turns out that between you and me, you have paid too much, but I understand too little.

Wei Ying——

We met on the fifteenth day of the year and have been lingering ever since.Together we have experienced wind and rain, swam through lotus ponds, walked through mountains and rivers, and explored fantasy and danger.My elder brother said that I am blessed and deeply bound, and that I am a person in heaven's mercy.

As everyone knows, I prayed in front of the Buddha, wishing to use all the merits accumulated in this life to ask heaven for someone:

He loves to laugh, is also very noisy, can drink secretly, and can act like a baby.Always act according to your heart, move according to your nature, always keep loyalty and passion in your heart, regard the three thousand family rules as dung, and don't bend your waist for fighting rice.

the most important is,

I am deeply in love with him.

Lan Wangji leaned over to leave a devout kiss on that snowy waist, then took out a bed of gauze from the red sandalwood cabinet, and gently covered Wei Wuxian's body to block the early summer breeze.

Looking up again, I saw two little people kissing mouth to mouth engraved on the head of the bed.

Lan Wangji's eyes softened unconsciously.

"Whose thoughts? Yunmeng beauty.

He is a beauty, a man of Yunmeng. "

After everything was tidied up, he polished his brush and wrote the four lines of poems he had just thought in his mind on Huanhua paper.

Huanhua paper is peach-colored, full of emotions and joy.

Lan Wangji slowly dried the ink marks, and placed this handwritten flower note next to Wei Wuxian's bamboo pillow.

That way, he can see it when he wakes up.

Maybe I will be happy.

Lan Wangji smiled lowly with shallow lips, thinking to himself:

Wei Ying's happiness has always been so simple.

After sending the love notes, it was almost noon.

Outside the window, the sound of the spring is trickling, and the water is warm and soft.Lan Wangji walked to the newly built swing frame with the wooden planks and colorful silk ropes in his arms. The swing frame was very simple. It consisted of a few standing logs, a beam, and two thick ropes tied to it. A wooden plank was tied to the rope. Wei Ying's dream swing.

While tying the five-color ropes to the wooden board, Lan Wangji recalled what Xue Yang said a few days ago:

"Hanguang-jun, are you sure he is alive?"

Xue Yang rolled up his outer robe and wiped the blood mud and dust off his body. He pointed to the broken limbs outside that had been devoured by the ghosts, and said with lingering fear: "Those Yin soldiers and Xie Chong are all his masterpieces. Although I didn't I have practiced in Xianmen, but I also know that this kind of technique is not a serious way. If it is known, it must not cause a bloody storm!"

Xiao Xingchen looked at him strangely: "Don't you like studying walking and living corpses the most?"

The vicious corpse I've molested won't bite me!

Xue Yang said: "Master Xiao stood talking without pain in his back, I almost fell into this group of murderous corpses. I was so frightened that my heart was pounding, how could anyone recruit Yin soldiers from the underworld to torture and kill corpses? I think Wei Wuxian is a god Number one."

After getting along for a while, Xiao Xingchen has basically figured out Xue Yang's repetitive nature. Although he said he was afraid, he was afraid that he wanted to learn from a teacher a long time ago.

He turned to Lan Wangji and said, "My nephew is here to save people, so there's no need to get involved in gossip. Let's destroy everything outside before Mr. Zewu brings people here."

What Xiao Xingchen said was exactly what Lan Wangji thought.

"It's work."

He entrusted Wei Wuxian, who was seriously injured and unconscious in his arms, to Xiao Xingchen's care, and then walked to the streets of Yicheng with Wangjiqin in his arms.

But smell——

Heming Jiugao, the sound is heard in the wild.The voiceless sound is Luoluo, which is self-healing and elegant.

But fly fingers to get the image, feel that the song is high and low.

With the cleansing of "Rest in Peace" one after another, the corpses were so quiet, and the ghosts and soldiers all over the street disappeared.

Xiao Xingchen is proficient in rhythm, and couldn't help but praise: "Good music, good piano. The Gusu Lan family really lives up to their reputation."

Lan Wangji put away the piano, nodded slightly, and said, "Uncle Master, thanks."

Xue Yang didn't understand the taste, curled his lips, and commented: "It's coquettish, I don't understand."

Xiao Xingchen said: "If you don't understand, learn it."

Xue Yang rolled his eyes, changed his mind in an instant, and said with a smile, "The Taoist priest is right, but learning the piano is boring. If I want to learn, I will learn to play the flute."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick up Wei Wuxian's petition that fell on the ground.However, a white hand was one step ahead of him, picking up the flute first.

"It's not something you should touch."

Lan Wangji carefully put the flute into his arms, walked back to Xiao Xingchen, and took Wei Wuxian over, "Thank you."

Xiao Xingchen sat on the ground, shook his head and said, "It's fine."

Immediately afterwards, the three fell into silence.

Finally, Xue Yang couldn't bear the loneliness, so he couldn't help asking, "Hey, Hanguang-jun, you haven't answered my question yet."

Lan Wangji closed his eyes and concentrated, "Which one?"

Xue Yang: "Is...is he alive?"

Hearing this, Lan Wangji opened his eyes and stared at him, saying solemnly, "Wei Ying is a human being, not a ghost."

Xue Yang curled his lips and said, "I think it's almost like a ghost."

Lan Wangji said, "Wei Ying has a heart, a heart, and a passion. He is a human being, not a ghost."

Xue Yang muttered in a low voice: "Who is a normal person who practiced sorcery..."

Lan Wangji asked back, "Is it important to practice the spell?"

Xiao Xingchen said: "The right way is orthodox after all."

Lan Wangji said: "Although he cultivates the very way, he still does righteous things. It's human beings or ghosts, and it's not about the art. If you use a sword to harm people today, even if you practice the orthodox way, what's the use of it?"

Xiao Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then he opened his eyes and said, "That's right, that's exactly the reason."

Lan Wangji continued: "Uncle Shi is a transparent person, but in order to stop Youyou's mouth, please don't say any more after leaving the city."

Xiao Xingchen said, "Don't worry, I'm not a talkative person."

Immediately afterwards, Lan Wangji shifted his gaze to Xue Yang.

Xue Yang rolled his eyes at the sky, and said, "Put your heart in your stomach, my mouth is tight."

Xiao Xingchen smiled and said, "Don't worry, Hanguang-Jun, he won't talk nonsense."

After hearing this, Lan Wangji looked at him in surprise.

Xiao Xingchen said, "He can't beat me."

Xue Yang: "!"

The sun was getting hotter, and Lan Wangji was sweating a lot from being tied to the swing.

He took off his robe, neatly folded it on the stone table, and continued to concentrate on weaving the rope.

Suddenly, it seemed as if someone had lightly patted her left shoulder.He turned his head to look, but found a fallen leaf, and raised his hand to sweep the fallen leaf back into the dust, and the swing frame was tied up.

If Wei Ying wakes up, he will definitely like it.

He was thinking like this, when the cool breeze sent him, he patted his left shoulder again.

Or leaves.

Lan Wangji's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly.

He saw Wei Wuxian wearing a lotus-colored gauze, standing quietly behind him.

"Wei Ying, why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

"I was about to call, but suddenly felt that you might not be able to hear me."

Wei Wuxian's injury gradually slowed down, and his face gradually turned red, but his heart disease was difficult to cure, so his expression was always sick.

He was much quieter than usual, staring at the new swing stand in the courtyard, and asked: "Isn't uncle afraid that I will waste my studies, and he disagrees?"

"Don't bother about uncle, everything in the world can't be according to his wishes, as long as you are happy."

Lan Wangji led him to the swing, and helped him to sit down, "Is the height appropriate?"

"Yeah." Wei Wuxian swayed the colored rope lightly, hesitatingly said, "Lan Zhan, it's better not to use the swing, let's take down the shelf."

Lan Wangji half-kneeled in front of him and asked, "Why?"

Wei Wuxian lowered his eyes and whispered, slowly said: "If I get into trouble, you will be blamed on it. A swing frame is not that important."

Lan Wangji raised his hand to caress his face, his voice softened unconsciously: "If I ask uncle to agree, will you accept the swing?"

Wei Wuxian shook his head: "Lan Zhan, actually...it doesn't need to be so troublesome."

Lan Wangji said, "But you obviously want it."

Wei Wuxian looked away: "That was before..."

"It's no different then than it is now."

As Lan Wangji spoke, he took his hand, "Wei Ying, look into my eyes."

The beautiful eyes raised again, filled with infinite emotions.

Wei Wuxian said: "After what happened in Yicheng, I always felt that if I behaved better and obeyed the rules, God would not take you away from me. Lan Zhan, I am really afraid of losing you. "

Lan Wangji shook his head while listening, "Wei Ying, it's not your fault that I was in danger in Yicheng."

Wei Wuxian said, "I should go with you."

Lan Wangji said, "It's me who should regret it."

Wei Wuxian: "Lan Zhan..."

"If I knew that someone forced you with a broken sword, I would definitely bring you with me."

Lan Wangji closed his eyes, the past scene in his heart, he couldn't forget it for a long time, "Seeing your heartbroken pain, I don't want to taste it again."

If he hadn't rushed over, if that palm had fallen, heaven and man would be separated now, and they would never see each other in this life.

"Don't mention these things anymore." Lan Wangji got up and walked behind him, stretched out his hand and pushed his back twice, and the swing swayed back and forth, bringing in a cool breeze.

"Do you like it?" Lan Wangji asked softly.

Wei Wuxian's bright face finally brought a smile, nodded and said, "I like it, Lan Zhan, you are so kind."

Lan Wangji said, "I will be better in the future."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Does that include writing me love poems?"

He kicked his feet to stop the swing, turned his head to look at Lan Wangji, his eyes were full of love, "Today I used "Jane Xi"."

"Guofeng·Beifeng·Jianxi" says:

Who's thinking?Western beauty.He is a beauty, a person from the West.

The second son of Lan changed one of the words, and borrowed flowers to present Buddha to his loved ones.

A faint smile appeared on Lan Wangji's lips, and he said, "If you know it, ask."

Wei Wuxian leaned against him, flirting with him wholeheartedly: "I just want to ask."

Lan Wangji: "In the future..."

Wei Wuxian: "What?"

Lan Wangji lowered his head little by little, and held his lips with a smile.

"I write love letters for you every day."

Wei Wuxian smiled brightly, "Okay."

The author has something to say: Do you feel that Lan Zhan is becoming more and more gentle~~~

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