Certificate of Conformity

Back in the Blood Nether Palace, the first thing Chen Heng did was to throw the dirty Xie Yuan into a small river that was not too fast in the back mountain.

It was late autumn at this time, and the stream was cold to the bone.

The cold water poured in along the boy's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, forcefully waking Xie Yuan out of a coma. When he realized that he had fallen into the river, he opened his mouth to call for help, but suddenly he was poured several sips of water.

The feeling of suffocation flooded towards him overwhelmingly, and Xie Yuan's struggling movements became weaker and weaker.

Is he dying?

Consciousness gradually blurred, and in the end he simply gave up struggling.

Standing on the bank, Chen Heng looked at the little Xie Yuan who was about to sink into the bottom of the river in a mess. His body had finally reached its limit. He tapped his toes, skimmed across the water, picked up the corner of Xie Yuan floating on the water, and lifted the He lifted it whole and threw it on the shore.

"Cough cough cough."

The young man lay prone on the ground, coughing so hard that he finally spit out the water he choked on. He buried his pale face in the crook of his knees, his small body shrunk into a ball, still dripping wet. His sleeves covered his cheeks.

The moonlight flowed down like water, bringing the only starlight to the water surface in the darkness.

Seeing that small body shrugging its shoulders, Chen Heng suddenly had a strange feeling that he was bullying a child.The reason why Xie Yuan was thrown into the water just now was just to let him wash his body well. The depth of this river is very shallow, not even reaching his waist. , the river just covered Xie Yuan's head.

But this unintentional move at least made him sure of one thing - Xie Yuan is Qi Wei.

The moment Xie Yuan drowned, his body started to lack oxygen. If Xie Yuan was not fished up, he would probably suffocate to death.Thinking of what Qi Wei said to him in the second world, Chen Heng frowned slightly. He threw Xie Yuan into the water just now, was it an act of hurting Xie Yuan?Qi Wei won't recover his memory because of this, right?

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Heng's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't do anything yet.

"do not Cry."

Chen Heng walked up to Xie Yuan, squatted down, deliberately lowered his voice and said softly.

"belch."

Chen Heng was suspicious: "Huh?"

"belch."

"..."

Xie Yuan lifted his face up, his wet hair drooped down, and it stuck to his scalp obediently, making his face only as big as a slap.

"Woooo... hiccup."

The boy's eyes were red, and there were still drops of water on his eyelashes. He hiccupped while twitching. He looked funny and cute. Chen Heng couldn't help but curl his lips.He was worried just now that Qi Wei had recovered his memory, but now seeing Xie Yuan wrinkled his face and crying so miserably, the big stone in his heart was relieved.

Probably because he was unintentional just now, Qi Wei didn't wake up.

At this time, the young man has shed the dust all over his body, and regained his original smooth and fair complexion. With a bun face, big eyes, and long eyelashes, he looks like a naive baby, even when he cries embarrassingly.Chen Heng can understand why Xiao Wulin likes Xie Yuan's skin so much, he can only say that beauty is misleading.

But cute is cute, he still thinks Xiao Wulin is a bit of a child lover, Xie Yuan is only eight years old now, Xiao Wulin is 12 years older than Xie Yuan, how did he manage to treat Xie Yuan as a child bride Raised, and raised for ten years.

"Wuuu...don't eat me, okay?" Little Xie Yuan sobbed, "I don't eat."

"..."

Chen Heng touched the mask on his face, and finally understood why he was crying.

"I'm not a ghost." Chen Heng's patience today was surprisingly good: "I don't like cannibalism."

Hearing this, Xie Yuan stopped crying, his eyes were especially dark and bright after washing.

"Who are you?" The voice was soft, with the characteristic softness still in it.

Chen Heng smiled faintly, and the smile was hidden in the darkness.

"I am Xiao Wulin, your savior."

Xie Yuan didn't know who killed Xie's family at first, but later on when he heard people from other sects talking about Qingxuanzong's massacre, he realized that the murderer was Xiao Wulin, the leader of the Demon Cult.Both of his parents died, he was alone, completely ignorant of the meaning of living in this world, ever since he knew that Xiao Wulin was the murderer who killed his father, revenge became the whole of his life.

What Chen Heng has to do now is to rewrite the plot.

According to the original plot, after Xie Yuan killed Xiao Wulin, he and Bai Ziqing lived together, and what he had to do was to separate them.If he followed the simple and rude method of the first world, he only needed to kill Bai Ziqing, but killing people in this world is too simple and there is no challenge at all. The tragic experience was all added to Xie Yuan and Bai Ziqing.

Chen Heng came back to his senses and found that little Xie Yuan was looking at him curiously, his pupils were clear and deep like black pearls, extremely beautiful.He paused, then stretched out his hand towards Xie Yuan, palm up, "Your father is dead, from now on, I will be your master."

Xie Yuan's eyes fell on the man's palms, those hands were thick and warm, and seemed to give him a sense of security, he hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but put his small palms on them.

Well, he has a master.

Without a father, there is one more master.

The little boy squinted his eyes, hid the stars in his eyes, and asked timidly: "If you are my master, will you give me food?

"Ah."

"Will there be new clothes to wear?" Asking this, Xie Yuan subconsciously pulled the crumpled clothes on his body after soaking in water.

"Ah."

"Then do you have to do heavy work?"

"Need not."

Xie Yuan blinked his eyes, his long eyelashes flickered, and his smile was extraordinarily bright.

Hee, it turns out that the master is better than the father. He has food and new clothes to wear, and he doesn't need to do heavy work.

***

Because there were three thousand male favorites, the rooms in the Blood Palace were full, so Chen Heng took Xie Yuan back to his room.

The original owner, Xiao Wulin, has always liked extravagant and gorgeous objects. No matter how luxurious the room is, every decoration in the house is unique. Just the golden nanmu bed that can accommodate five people was bought by him from a distant ancient capital with a lot of money. It was delivered in a hurry.

The white curtain fluttering with fairy air moves automatically without wind, and a weak and boneless figure can be vaguely glimpsed.

Xie Yuan was startled, and hid behind Chen Heng, his little hands tightly clutching Chen Heng's sleeves and refused to let go.

"Master, there is a ghost!"

"..."

"Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

A numb voice came through the curtain, and then a man with two smooth thighs and a blue begonia gauze appeared, walking towards Chen Heng gracefully, and came to Chen Heng with twists and turns. In front of his face, the transparent gauze was hanging down, barely covering his clothes.

Because there were too many male favorites, Chen Heng couldn't remember his name, so he squinted his eyes and thought about it.

The man looked gorgeous, and his body was too dusty. The pungent fragrance poured into Chen Heng's nostrils, making him hold his breath subconsciously.

"Master, I'm Haitang. We had a tumultuous time last month. Did you forget about me?"

The male pet who called himself Haitang covered his heart sadly, his ruddy mouth pouted in aggrieved way, and stared at Chen Heng with tears in his eyes.

Chen Heng: "..."

Xie Yuan stretched out his chubby hands to cover his eyes, and whispered: "Master, this ghost has no clothes on."

"..."

Glancing at the man through his fingers, seeing that he hadn't closed his eyes, little Xie Yuan became a little anxious, and stomped his feet, "Master, cover your eyes quickly, or the ghost will suck your yang energy."

The voice of these words was clear and crisp, Haitang's face darkened, "Is there a ghost as beautiful as Nujia?"

The original owner Xiao Wulin's tastes are very mixed. There are three thousand male favorites in the harem, each with his own style. Even if he sleeps three times a day, it will take more than two years to sleep.Chen Heng had no idea about this, he could only say that the original owner was very lucky when he met Xie Yuan.

"You go back first."

Chen Heng had already smelled enough of the scent of Begonia, and his patience was almost exhausted.

"Master..."

"Get out." Chen Heng's tone was a bit harsh.

Haitang could only curl her lips, glared at Xie Yuan with hatred, and left here reluctantly.

As soon as the male pet left, the air in the room became somewhat fresher. Chen Heng heaved a sigh of relief, and looked down, only to see Xie Yuan put down his hands at some point, silently staring at his toes.He was still wearing the cloth shoes worn by servants of the Xie family, with a hole in the toe of the shoe, exposing his white and tender big toes.

Chen Heng followed his gaze to his feet, paused, and said, "Tomorrow I will order someone to bring you a new pair of shoes."

"Thank you master."

Xie Yuan thanked him in a low voice, feeling a little depressed.

"Are you still sad about your father's death?"

The young man lowered his head a little, nana: "If I say I'm not sad, master, will you think I'm unfilial?"

Chen Heng was taken aback, "No." Immediately, he said with deep meaning: "As long as you are filial to me."

"As long as the master treats me well, I will treat the master well."

Little Xie Yuan raised his face, when he said this, his face seemed to be glowing.

But soon, he lowered his brows again, and said listlessly: "Master, was that person just now also your apprentice?"

Chen Heng was silent, how should he tell him that the person just now was his male favourite?