The Chen Qing Collection of Two Worlds [Rebirth]

Wei Wuxian can't remember many things that night.

It seems that Lan Wangji walked with him for a long time, begging him while walking, asking him not to fall asleep.

Suddenly, slight moisture dripped on his face.

Wei Wuxian thought in a daze, is it Ye Yu?

It seems not, only two or three drops.

Lan Zhan...

He slowly stretched out his hand, and his cold fingertips touched the tears that were about to fall on Lan Wangji's chin.

"Lan Zhan, don't cry."

Wei WuXian opened his eyes, and said in a daze, "Wei Ying is guilty of making the fairy cry..."

Lan Xichen said helplessly, "Young Master Wei, what time is this, you still have the time to joke with Wangji."

Wei Wuxian said, "Mr. Zewu, if I don't laugh, I can only cry."

The dense forest in the middle of the night is full of resentment, the evil spirits are lying on the ground, and every inch is full of death.Wei Wuxian was seriously injured, unable to support the lone tree, and soon couldn't hold it, and seemed to return to the mass grave in his previous life in a trance.

Thousands of ghosts were screaming, and a pair of bloody hands were tearing at his body. Evil thoughts, unwillingness, pain... were constantly eating away at his damaged mind.

so tired...

When he was about to give up, he vaguely heard Lan Wangji's voice echoing from the mass grave.

"Wei Ying!"

Lan Wangji was wandering in the mass graves far away, he was looking for a very important person, but he couldn't find it anywhere, he was going crazy with anxiety.

"Where are you--!"

When Wei Wuxian got closer, trying to see clearly what happened to Lan Zhan, Li Bing's solemn voice echoed throughout the wilderness.

Everything is gone.

Wei Wuxian fell into darkness again.

When he woke up again, he had already returned to the bedroom in Lianhuawu.

The breeze outside the window is mixed with the faint fragrance of lotus, soaking the layers of veils.Wei Wuxian stretched out his fingers to pick apart a corner of the tulle, and found that Lan Zhan's Bichen and Qin An were safely placed on the table, but there was no one there.

With a hoarse voice, he shouted out the door: "Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji was standing in the corridor discussing matters with his elder brother, when he heard the sound his expression moved, he hurriedly turned around and opened the door to enter.Lan Xichen wanted to follow in to see the situation, but his younger brother blocked the door.

Lan Wangji said in a low voice, "Brother, it's inconvenient."

Lan Xichen stroked his forehead and said with a smile: "Look at you, brother, you are so anxious that you forgot to be polite. I won't go in, Wangji, you should hurry up, Mr. Wei seems to be calling your name."

Lan Wangji nodded, then closed and locked the door.

Lan Xichen: "..."

It happened that Jiang Yanli came to deliver the tea with a tray, and seeing Lan Xichen standing alone in front of the door, he said with a smile, "Sect Master Lan, is Ah Xian awake?"

Lan Xichen regained his composure, and sighed, "Young Master Wei is awake, looking for Wangji."

Jiang Yanli said clearly: "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

Lan Xichen said: "Miss Jiang, I wonder if there is any good place to go in Lianhuawu where I can pass some time? I won't stay here, so I won't worry about forgetting the opportunity."

Jiang Yanli smiled and said, "Of course there are."

Lan Wangji stepped into the room, took a few quick steps, skipped the screen, and came to the bed.

Wei Wuxian looked sideways at him, and said hoarsely, "Lan Zhan."

Lan Wangji lifted his clothes and sat down, stretched out his hand to touch his pale face, and said distressedly, "Does your leg still hurt?"

It's a lie to say that it doesn't hurt. Humans are not stubborn. Even a slight cut will still hurt when injured.

But no matter how painful it is, endure it and it will pass.

Wei Wuxian shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, it's already healed."

Lan Wangji seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and said slowly, "You...don't need to be aggressive with me."

Wei Wuxian subconsciously wanted to be more assertive. In his previous life, he had survived even more serious injuries. Broken legs and feet are trivial.But looking into Lan Wangji's eyes, he suddenly couldn't utter these brave words.

So he said: "It hurts...it hurts... Lan Zhan, my leg hurts..."

Lan Wangji took off his boots and went to bed, carefully avoiding Wei Wuxian's injured leg, hugged him in his arms, and continuously sent spiritual energy.

After a while, Wei Wuxian suddenly said, "Lan Zhan, I've been waiting for you since I fell."

Lan Wangji hugged him tightly, and blamed himself, "...I'm late."

It wasn't that Lan Wangji didn't want to find him sooner, but that the Wen Sect had a lot of people, and they fought for a long time before breaking out a bloody path, and then went straight to the bottom of the valley to find him.

Wei Wuxian was naturally aware of this matter, he stopped Lan Wangji's neck, forced him to look at him, and said seriously: "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, look at me, listen to me: this is not your fault, I do not blame you."

"Actually, when I was lying at the bottom of the valley waiting to die, I kept thinking about you. If you hadn't supported me, I'm afraid I would have given up long ago."

After a long silence, Lan Wangji said, "Fortunately, you're alive."

Wei Wuxian moved into the arms of the Second Young Master Lan again. Lan Wangji carried the unique sandalwood on his body. In the past, he liked to smell this fragrance when he got close to him, but today the cold fragrance is full of fragrance. With a faint smell of medicine, he suddenly raised his head, eagerly peeling off Lan Wangji's clothes: "Lan Zhan, how is your injury?"

Lan Wangji said calmly, "No problem."

Wei Wuxian didn't believe it: "Really, you didn't lie to me?"

Lan Wangji pressed down his mischievous hands, with an expression of forbearance and helplessness, he said: "Don't move, I'm really fine, if you move again, you should be fine."

Wei Wuxian choked, and for the first time blushed with embarrassment, "You, you really... I'm already like this, you actually..."

The sick and weak beauty is charming and supporting the wind, coughing at three steps, panting at five steps, with a thin waist and slack eyebrows, eyes hazy, reading on the pillow with infinite spring light.As both men, Wei Wuxian certainly understands this truth.If Lan Zhan was lying in his arms crookedly, I'm afraid he couldn't help but be frivolous and take advantage of it.

Unexpectedly, one day, such a thing would happen to him.

Wei Wuxian was about to be laughed at by the Second Young Master Lan, and said, "Lan Zhan, you are hopeless, you can see what messed things you are thinking about, you were not like this before. The Second Young Master Lan was so reserved in the past. Be more courteous, seeing me makes you want to stay away, why has it changed now! Come and show Brother Wei, if someone has stolen my Wangji."

Lan Wangji stared at him, and said slowly, "It was like this before."

"..."

"......what?!"

Lan Wangji has always been dull-tempered, unsmiling, and behaves as if compared with a ruler. His peers are afraid of him, and no one wants to be friends with him, so he always walks alone.

Then one day, this eerie silence was broken by a kid from the Yunmengjiang Sect.This kid is very smart, with a naturally smiling face, and he is fearless.He had a playful smile all day long and was full of tricks, nagging behind Lan Wangji and chanting the magic spell, and he liked it when he opened and closed his mouth.

"Young master should only see the paintings, and the baby is happy with them!"

"Lan Zhan, I like you, I like you the most."

"Brother Lan, you are very nice, I like you."

"Lan Zhan, you still don't admit that you have a crush on me."

"Lan Zhan, shall we be together forever?"

......

From what he thought was teasing at the beginning, to the obsession that got deeper and deeper later, he listened to every word of Wei Wuxian's word for word, and he couldn't calm down.

He wanted to see Wei Ying smile,

I also want to see Wei Ying cry.

Just like in Zangshu Pavilion, no matter whether it is joy, anger, sorrow or joy, it is only for him.

Wei Wuxian said with emotion: "Lan Zhan, can't you tell me about your little thoughts. If you said it earlier, you might have got me already. I don't need to look at your uncle's cannibalistic eyes every day. Do you try your best to tease you!"

Lan Wangji patted his back tenderly, smiled and said nothing.

Suddenly, a gentle knock on the door dissipated the beauty in the house.Lan Xichen's pitiful voice sounded outside the door, "Wang Ji, let Wei Wei come in, let me see how Young Master Wei is doing too?"

Wei Wuxian looked at Lan Wangji in shock, and said in disbelief, "You actually shut your brother out?"

Lan Wangji said, "Brother, it's too noisy, disturbing your rest."

Wei Wuxian was speechless, perhaps it wasn't that the Second Young Master Lan committed a selfish crime again, and simply wanted to be alone.

After going through twists and turns and disgust, Lan Zongzhu finally entered this door and met Wei Wuxian.

Lan Xichen asked, "How does Mr. Wei feel?"

Wei Wuxian said: "There is no serious problem, thank you, Mr. Zewu, for your concern."

Sure enough, this little boy is still sensible, Lan Xichen reassured; "As long as the medicine A Yao gave works, it will work."

Wei Wuxian was startled: "Meng Yao?!"

Lianfang-zun in her previous life, who is now Meng Yao, went undercover for the Wen family before the Sun Shooting Campaign, successfully won Wen Ruohan's trust, lived a prosperous life, and then secretly delivered top-secret information to Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen did not hide this matter from Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji. To him, both of them are the most trusted younger brothers. Seeing that Wei Wuxian had doubts, he told the truth: "On that day, Mr. Wei fell from the high platform. A Yao found out about the serious injury, and secretly sent the elixir."

The Wen's family has a big business, so naturally there are countless top-grade pills.In order to help Wei Wuxian steal the life-saving medicine, Meng Yao deliberately injured herself to hide her injuries, and then took the medicine out by taking the opportunity of entering and exiting the pill store.

Wei Wuxian didn't know what to say for a while, Lianfang Zun killed his life in the previous life, and saved his life by mistake in this life.Although Lan Xichen took such a big risk of stealing the medicine for the sake of Lan Xichen's face, but he was still indebted to him.

Wei WuXian respectfully said: "Then Ze Wu-Jun will take me to thank Brother Meng first, and I will thank him face to face in the next day."

Lan Xichen smiled and said, "Naturally."

Early the next morning, when Wei Wuxian woke up, Lan Wangji had disappeared.

Jiang Yanli opened the door and came in, saw him open his eyes, and said softly, "Xianxian, you're awake, are you thirsty, are you hungry, let me cook something delicious for you?"

Wei Wuxian searched around, but couldn't find Lan Zhan's shadow, so he asked worriedly, "Senior Sister, where's Lan Zhan?"

Jiang Yanli raised the bed curtain and said, "Second Young Master Lan put you to sleep last night, so he left with Sect Master Lan."

Wei Wuxian asked, "Senior Sister, do you know where they went?"

Jiang Yanli said: "It should be back to the battlefield. A Niang sent a letter saying that the situation is stalemate. They also took the risk to send you back to Lianhuawu back then. Now that you wake up, you must go back immediately."

Wei Wuxian was a little annoyed at him, Lan Zhan was a real jerk-mouthed gourd, he didn't tell him whether to leave or stay, even though he was seriously injured and unable to move, he could make suggestions!

Jiang Yanli saw that his face was sullen, so he tapped his forehead: "Xianxian, don't be angry with Mr. Lan, I don't know how much he loved you during the few days you were in a coma. So, looking forward to it can be regarded as waking you up."

Wei WuXian felt aggrieved, "Senior Sister, why are you facing him?"

"You, look for yourself." Jiang Yanli said as he moved out more than a dozen boxes, large and small, and they filled the bed in a short while, "Although Mr. Lan is gone, the things are left behind. You can dismantle them yourself. Let's see."

Wei Wuxian was stunned by the whole bed of gifts, he casually picked up a thin and slender box, opened it carefully, only to find an ebony flute lying inside.

I don't know where Lan Wangji got this flute, but I saw a large piece of nine-petaled lotus symbolizing Yunmeng engraved on the flute, and there were two little rabbits playing among the lotus leaves.

The exquisite arrangement of the decorations shows the heart of the person who sent the flute. Wei Wuxian's eyes turned red, and he opened a small letter paper lying in the box. Lan Wangji's elegant and handsome handwriting appeared vividly on the paper:

In this life, we are united in one heart, the qin and flute are in harmony, and the gold and jade are in harmony.

Since his rebirth, he has never played the flute in public, and often uses leaves instead.With Lan Wangji's intelligence, he probably expected that he was good at rhythm, but he never thought that the second young master Lan was so careful.

Jiang Yanli saw that the ebony flute was extremely finely made, like a high-grade fairy artifact, so he urged Wei Wuxian to quickly name the flute.

name......

Wei Wuxian took the flute in his hand and twirled it around a few times, saying, "Let's call it Chen Qing."

Chen Weichen's love, Chen Wuzhi's love, Chen's confidant's love, Chen's two generations' love.

From then on, the song "Forget Envy" is far away, wandering around the ends of the world.

Wei Wuxian found a very special box among a pile of presents, inside which were neatly stacked stacks of papers, some of which were slightly yellowed.

He took out the earliest one and spread it out, only to find that it was Lan Zhan's own painting.

A few strokes outline the quiet moonlit night in Gusu. A young man sits straddling the wall, smiling while holding two jars of emperor.

It is the scene where the two people in this world meet under the moon.

There are four more inscriptions below:

The clouds are deep and the moon returns, shining brightly on my heart.

The wind is clear and the flowers are like snow, which is beyond your smile.

Recalling the past, Wei Wuxian shook his head with a smile, carefully put away this one, and took out another one to look at.

This time it turned into a picture of two people swimming together in a boat, presumably it was the time when the water was removed from the abyss.The self in the painting seems to be holding something in his hand, and he is pestering Lan Wangji to catch him.

Wei Wuxian hurriedly looked at the inscription below, only to see Lan Wangji write:

The baby gave a loquat, which was very sweet.

Seeing this sentence, Wei WuXian snickered, and thought to himself: He knew that Lan WangJi was duplicity, he didn't say he wanted to eat loquat, he would only eat it if he pestered him.

After reading this one, Wei Wuxian excitedly went to get the next one.

This time there are more people in the painting, it seems that Wei Wuxian is fooling around with his classmates shoulder to shoulder.Lan Wangji's painting is scribbled, except for Wei Wuxian's detailed tracing, everyone else has drawn it in two or three strokes, barely looking like a person.

The inscription is even simpler, with only one word:

bother.

The smell of old vinegar came over his face, Wei Wuxian collapsed on the bed laughing.Accidentally touched the abdominal wound, gasped and cursed: Hanguang-jun, ah Hanguang-jun, why are you so careful, you are so cute!

Sitting on the bed, Wei Wuxian flipped through a few pictures one after another. These pictures seemed to be Lan Zhan’s records about him, with more or less annotated inscriptions, either very jealous, or full of friendship, or full of worry.

Among them, the happiest one is the fragrant scene of the two of them tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time in Yunmeng.Lan Wangji wrote:

Drunk in the hibiscus tent, and the red lotus swims underwater.

The brocade quilt is embroidered with mandarin ducks, and they go to the acacia cage together.

The Chu waist is thin in the palm, and the jade muscles are intimate and melting.

The black hair is messed up beside the pillow, and the warmth of the lips is stronger.

Sweat-soaked gauze tents, lingering in the arms of Qi Cong.

When the spring night is infinite, burn the ecstasy incense at night.

"..."

Wei Wuxian seemed to have discovered a shocking secret, that Lan Wangji actually watched so many amazing things behind his back!He felt ashamed after reading this poem, and he didn't know how Lan Wangji's icy and clean face did not change his face and finished writing this incomparably fragrant poem.

Just when he was about to continue watching, Jiang Yanli came back again.Surprised, Wei Wuxian hurriedly put away the painting and hid it.

Jiang Yanli walked in with lotus root ribs soup, smiled and said to him, "Our favorite soup is here."

Wei Wuxian was lying on the bed, and said sarcastically, "Three-year-old Xianxian is hungry, and wants to drink pork rib soup!"

Due to the absence of the awe of the ancestors of Yiling in this life, the campaign to shoot the sun was protracted.The two sides are fighting to the death, but they can't go any further.Fortunately, Venerable Lianfang was as brave and resourceful as in his previous life. With his own power, the Wen family's foundation collapsed, and Wen Ruohan was killed by others.

When the Wen family was about to collapse, Wei Wuxian secretly sent an anonymous letter to Wen Qingyimai, a doctor who was proficient in the art of Qihuang, a side branch of the Qishan Wen family.

Without him, there are only two words: run away.

Wen Qing was originally afraid that after the Wen family was destroyed, each family would accuse their own clansmen of the blame, but there was always persistence in the world's righteousness in her heart, and she was hesitant to leave or stay.

And this letter from Wei Wuxian completely shattered her fantasy, the four great families will liquidate Wen's remnants, even if they never did evil, they will not be spared.

Therefore, Wen Qing, her younger brother Wen Ning, and other members of the Wen family fled overnight, changed their names and surnames, and disappeared.

By the time the Lanling Jin family remembered them, the building was already empty.

After rescuing Wenqing and Wen Ning, Wei Wuxian suddenly feels a little sad, maybe he will never meet A Yuan again in this life, so let's say goodbye.But soon, there was another happy thing that occupied all his thoughts.

Lan Wangji is coming back.

The two haven't seen each other for several months since Mr. Hanguang left without saying goodbye that day.After a period of recuperation, Wei Wuxian's abdominal injury has healed. Although his legs are still unable to walk, he can sit on a four-wheeled cart and be pushed by Jiang Yanli for a stroll.

After being able to go out, Wei Wuxian would sit on the pier in front of the Lotus Pier every day, playing the flute in front of the vast lotus pond.

Forget hate and resentment but never forget love, envy clouds and lotus but not immortals.

Lan Xichen walked with his sword, heard this familiar tune, and teased, "Wangji, Mr. Wei misses you."

Lan Wangji was noncommittal, but there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

At the end of the song, Wei Wuxian raised his head and saw the Lan family's twin jades slowly falling from the void. They were both dressed in white clothes better than snow, and gentlemen were unparalleled.

Lan Wangji's glazed light eyes were eager to complain, but in the end they all settled down into a faint sentence:

"Wei Ying, I'm back."