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Yan Chen turned his back to Chu Muyun, but his support was so powerful that the tree trunk was shaken, and a large piece of plum blossoms fell down and stuck to the fur collar. Shen's fair face added a seductive luster.

Chu Muyun's heart beat slightly, and his eyes dropped quickly.

I always feel that something is not right, it is Yan Chen's state that is very wrong.

This guy's nature is very insecure, and under the vicious infection of jealousy, he has another pathological desire for monopoly, but at the same time he is arrogant, even if he loses something important, even if He was seriously injured, so he wouldn't lose his composure like this.

Could it be that Yan Chen also knew about the existence of Shen Yun?

Chu Muyun couldn't help but wake up.

But Yan Chen didn't do anything, he held onto the tree trunk, breathed a sigh of relief and stood up straight.

He didn't look behind him, he seemed to regard Chu Muyun as a completely transparent existence, he just stared at the front, his deep purple eyes couldn't reflect the slightest light, he just watched quietly, the silence made people feel a little uneasy.

Chu Muyun weighed the time and was about to ask in a low voice when Yan Chen just turned around.

"From now on, your name will be Yan Yun."

Chu Muyun was startled, then raised his head abruptly, his eyes full of surprise—it is already extremely honorable to be given a name by His Majesty, who would have thought that he would be given his surname back.

Yan Chen smiled very lightly, but the hooked lips showed some of his previous appearance, the corners of his mouth were cold and thin, and the smile that evoked made people feel alienated and indifferent.

"You don't need to do some chores, just hang out with me every day and talk."

Chu Muyun thanked him sincerely: "It's my honor."

Yan Chen seemed to be in a much better mood, he looked at him with a smile: "Come here."

Chu Muyun approached him with his head down.

Yan Chen picked up his wrist and placed his cold fingers on it.

Chu Muyun didn't move at all, so he wasn't worried, the poison of fierce fire was hidden very deep, maybe even Yan Junqing couldn't get it out by taking a pulse test.

But Yan Chen didn't seem to be looking for the poison of the fierce fire, he took his pulse seriously and said: "Your aptitude is very good, don't waste your practice, I will give you a set of exercises tomorrow, you have a good look, If you don’t understand, just ask me.”

Chu Muyun could only show that he was so grateful that he didn't know what to do.

Yan Chen said again: "Is there anyone else in the family?"

Chu Muyun shook his head and said, "I've been an orphan since I was born, and I can't find a home."

Yan Chen comforted him in a gentle voice: "From now on, Mount Zhaomei will be your home."

Chu Muyun raised his head suddenly, the surprise in his eyes was undisguised, and soon he said in a low voice: "This, this..."

"Don't be afraid." Yan Chen said softly, "I hit it off with you. Since I gave you a surname, you will be the person who takes care of Meishan from now on."

Chu Muyun felt at a loss, happy and uneasy, and really didn't know how to express his extremely excited mood at this time.

Yan Chen smiled slightly: "Go back, it's cold outside."

Chu Muyun respectfully said: "Yes."

The two returned to the room one after another, and Yan Chen sat back at the desk and picked up the Langhao pen.

He tilted his head slightly and asked, "Can you grind ink?"

Chu Muyun said: "Return to your lord, this subordinate..."

Yan Chen interrupted him: "You don't need to be formal, just call yourself by your name."

Chu Muyun panicked and said, "How can this be done?"

The corners of Yan Chen's mouth were lightly raised, although that smile was cool, but for some reason, it was like a plum blossom outside, although there was a coolness but also a seductive smell: "Ah Yun, I have no shortage of subordinates, but I want a subordinate." Family, do you understand?"

Chu Muyun naturally didn't understand, but he said in a daze, "It's... Ayun understands."

Yan Chen turned his head and said slowly, "Grind ink for me."

After Chu Muyun answered, she walked over in a small step.

The afternoon passed by in such a peaceful way.

Yan Chen practiced calligraphy with a very regular posture and calm demeanor, but his writing was vigorous and powerful, and it seemed that there was a sharp edge about to jump out of the paper at the sharp turn of the pen.

Chu Muyun glanced slightly out of the corner of his eyes, looking at people through the words.

Yan Chen has something to do here, it's not just about his identity, it's probably something deeper.

It was during dinner that Yan Chen left the study, and he was not allowed to serve Chu Muyun during the meal, but let him sit at the same table, and asked him about his taste preference.

Of course, Chu Muyun wouldn't make mistakes on these issues, and what he said definitely didn't coincide with any of the previous vests.

Yan Chen didn't care, it seemed that this wasn't a test, but that he really wanted to know his preferences and arrange meals.

During the meal, Yan Chen asked again: "Do you drink?"

Chu Muyun waved his hands again and again and said, "Return to Your Honor, it's... Ah, Ah Yun can't."

Yan Chen didn't force it: "That's all."

The taste of the meal was not known, Yan Chen's appearance was beyond Chu Muyun's expectation.

He felt that Yan Chen must have known it, but Chu Muyun couldn't figure out exactly how he knew it.

It stands to reason that Yan Chen didn't participate in the 3000 year incident at all, and it is impossible for Shen Shiyan to come to him, and he was seriously injured because of suppressing Shengmen. This state of isolation from the world should have been kept in the dark. right.

But in this situation, obviously not.

Chu Muyun didn't sleep well that night. The next morning, he went to wait outside Yan Chen's room, but he heard an extremely painful moan coming from the room.

Chu Muyun was slightly stunned, he could tell that it was Yan Chen's voice, but he didn't know what happened inside.

As if sensing him coming, Yan Chen's hoarse voice said, "Come in."

Chu Muyun hesitated for a moment, but pushed the door open and walked in.

There is a light fragrance floating in the room, lingering in the whole warm room but giving people a refreshing feeling awakened from a dream.

However, Chu Muyun quickly discerned that it was the smell of an extremely rare medicinal material, which was extremely rare, even Chu Muyun had only seen it in books, but had never actually seen it.

But Chu Muyun has a photographic memory, even if he saw it a thousand years ago, he still remembers its name and its medicinal effect.

Soul Shaping Grass can suppress the pain of separation of soul and body.

Yan Chen's cultivation was definitely not damaged simply by suppressing Shengmen!

Chu Muyun's heart was changing extremely quickly, but it didn't show on the surface.

Yan Shen got out of bed, he was only wearing a light coat, but at the moment he was wet with cold sweat, even his loose long hair was stained with water, showing a black luster.

"Pack up."

Chu Muyun responded, "Okay."

Yan Chen said again: "I'm going to take a bath, bring me some clothes."

Chu Muyun responded with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

Yan Chen went to the Tangchi next door, Chu Muyun looked it over carefully, and the doubts in his heart became more and more serious.

Separation of soul and body means death.

Yan Chen walked through the gate of hell?

That's not right, the Seventh Demon Lord will not die.

Apart from feeling the smell of the Soul Shaping Grass, Chu Muyun couldn't find anything else.

He took his clothes and went to the Tangchi. Yan Chen was leaning against the side of the pool with his eyes closed to rest, when he heard footsteps, he suddenly said, "Ah Yun, can you really be forgiven for doing something wrong?"