In the past, Lan Xichen had always been gentle and doting towards him, but now he is so silent, he is naturally angry; thinking about putting it on anyone, he would be angry.Lan and Mu became more and more panicked.It's not that he's afraid of being caught and sent back to Yunshen to copy the books. In fact, he has more important things to do now, and he is determined not to be caught at this time.

But, how could he beat Lan Xichen?And that one-hit-kill move has already been used, and it is absolutely impossible to use it again.

He hadn't finished his rounds yet, and Lan Xichen on the other side ordered the waiter from the good shop to serve the dishes with a normal expression.

Lan Yumu didn't dare to say more, he couldn't bear it halfway through the meal, and wanted to figure out what Lan Xichen was up to right now, but just as he called out to Master, Lan Xichen lightly said, "You can't talk about food." .” Pushed him back.

After finally finishing his meal, Lan Xichen carried him back to his room. Yes, he even booked a room, and only one room!

Did you make up your mind to watch him?

Lan and Mu just find it strange, because the scripts that are caught by Mr. Zewu, Mr. Hanguang, or any elder of the Lan's family when they make such a rebellious mistake should be directly bound by the binding technique. Throw the imperial sword on the fairy sword, fly back to Yunshen, and then throw it to the ancestral hall. After the punishment, throw it to the discipline stone. Kneel for a few days and nights. Copy it ten times... Well, this is considered light.

Don't ask him how he knew, he was the one who actually handled the punishment in Lan's house instead of Lan Sizhui!

After washing up in the evening, Lan Yumu thought of this and asked cautiously, "Master... let's finish our rest... where are we going tomorrow?"

Even though Lan Xichen really doted on him, he never pampered him. Over the years, Lan Qiren and Lan Wangji had treated him quite harshly, but he never begged for mercy when he was punished by Lan Xichen.

Lan Xichen waved his hand, calling Lan and Mu who were in a panic, and pointed to the bed.

Lan and Mu sat down obediently.Lan Xichen took out the ointment from his sleeve and told him, "Take off your shirt and change the ointment."

Lan Yumu didn't dare to disobey his orders, so he had to take off his shirt, revealing the bandages wrapped around his abdomen. Then he suddenly saw Lan Xichen's gaze fixed, and following his line of sight, it was the bandages on his own wounds. Slightly oozing blood, and has scabbed, turned maroon.Lan Che was startled, and stretched out his hand slightly to block it, but he didn't notice it when he went to wash himself first. "Uh...hahaha, I walked upstairs too fast before, and my movements were a bit big."

Lan Xichen slightly lowered his eyelashes to hide the flash of remorse in his eyes.

The two knew that it was the wound he fell to the ground when he was bound by the binding technique before.

The scabbed bandage was torn off again, and the taste was self-evident. Lan and Mu silently bit their lips tightly and didn't even groan.

Lan Xichen put on one knee in front of him and just raised the clean cloth towel in his hand, but Lan Yumu was startled, and hurriedly pushed back: "Master...you can do it yourself, you can do it yourself."

Lan Xichen ignored him, and he didn't want to struggle too much, so he had to carefully wipe the wound clean and reapply the medicine.

The awkward and weird atmosphere made Lan and Mu go crazy every minute, but they had to force themselves to look normal.In the past, when he was really just Lan Che, he never felt that getting along with Lan Xichen was such a difficult thing. Sure enough...he regained the memory of Meng Yao, and everything was different.

Lan Che had a hard time sorting out his current feelings for Lan Xichen.

Ever admired?Hate and hatred for being hurt?Are you disheartened and indifferent?Or...as always, just consider yourself Lan Che's respect and love?

Lan Che lifted the quilt and lay down in the inner room. When it was Haishi, he saw Lan Xichen also naturally lifted the quilt and lay on the outside of the bed.

He couldn't sleep right away.

It's not that he has never slept with Lan Xichen in the same bed. When he fled with the scrolls, the person who took him in was already very poor, so naturally he would not prepare an extra bed for him; When he was taken back to Yunshen, he often had nightmares in the beginning, and after that, Lan Xichen hugged him and coaxed him to sleep almost every night; but...he didn't feel any different towards Lan Xichen during those times Emotions, of course, don't matter at all.

Thinking of this, Lan Yumu was stunned again. Could it be that the embarrassment and discomfort were due to his own feelings for Lan Xichen? !

Lan and Mu lie well, straight and straight, slightly turned their heads to look at Lan Xichen who is covered with another quilt in the standard Lan family's sleeping posture, his long eyelashes hide his beautiful dark eyes, his profile face is full, his nose bridge is straight Straight, and the shape of the lips is also pretty... Bah, bah, bah, bah, what am I thinking?What are you thinking? ! ! !

The Lan family has nearly [-] heinous house rules, including a lot of regulations on sleeping positions. Wei Ying once reprimanded them as inhumane in front of the Lan family's children... It really makes sense when you think about it. After falling asleep, Who knows what position he is in?Lan and Mu deeply agree with Wei Ying's comment.After he got older, he no longer had nightmares. After Lan Xichen went to retreat intermittently, he felt that living alone in the cold room was boring and deserted. In addition, he didn't want to be too special and cause unnecessary jealousy, so he moved to gather with the disciples of the Lan family. The dormitory is a small room for one person, and no one will come to check the sleeping position, so everyone sleeps how they like.

Now it's all right, I feel as nervous as being about to be checked for homework and dare not neglect.

He was uneasy after thinking about it for half the night, but he didn't fall asleep.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, Lan Xichen fell asleep without moving, breathing deeply, seemed to have fallen asleep?

"Master..." He couldn't help calling out in a low voice.

no respond.

Looks like he's really asleep.

Lan Yumu couldn't sleep, lay down immobile and bored, finally mustered up the courage to lift the quilt carefully and get up, straddling Lan Xichen with one hand and propping it on the outer edge of the bed; then slowly moved one knee over to put it on the edge of the bed , he took a deep breath, and when he stepped over Lan Xichen, he didn't even dare to spray his breath, for fear of waking him up.Reluctantly, this posture is too big, and it accidentally involved the abdominal wound, which made him startled from the pain. He braced himself, not daring to move, and he just waited for the pain to subside before continuing to carefully prepare to go out. No, but it never occurred to him that because he was afraid that he would move around during sleep and wake up the next morning with a messy hair that would not be "elegant", he had always kept the habit of bundling his hair when he was sleeping, and at this moment, it seemed Impossible to die, his hair slipped from the back of his head, and happened to brush against Lan Xichen's face!

Lan Yumu gasped, then was dumbfounded to see Lan Xichen's crow-feather eyelashes flutter slightly, and actually opened his eyes!The four eyes stared blankly at each other for a long while, this extremely awkward posture made his arms sore after holding on for a long time, and he actually fell all over Lan Xichen's chest!

Lan Che's cheeks were burning to death, he hurriedly turned over and rolled off the bed.

There was a "pop", and there was a strange sound in the quiet room.

Lan Xichen raised his body slightly and looked down.Lan Che barely bounced off the ground, hurriedly patted her body, and said with a sneer, "I...I...I'm going to the toilet!" Then she hurriedly fled towards the latrine downstairs with her shoes on.

He stood downstairs for a while, neither turning back nor leaving.

He didn't dare to go back and face Lan Xichen, but he vaguely felt that running away like this would have very serious consequences, so he was instinctively cowardly.He dawdled for at least half an hour, not knowing what to do.It just so happened that this shop is located in a busy commercial post station, and there are often caravans traveling day and night, and there is actually a guy at the counter in front of the counter who is dozing off while guarding the jar of spirits sold to the caravans to warm their bodies.

The moonlight shone through the window sills like a wash, and Lan Xichen kept the posture of sitting on the bed with his quilt blankly waiting for half an hour... The more he waited, the more his heart sank. Except for his own breathing and heartbeat, the quiet room There was no other sound.

he may...

Let's go early.

Gone... so what?Is he really going to use the tight bondage technique to shamelessly tie him by his side for the rest of his life?

What I did in the past... It is difficult for anyone to forgive easily, he is unwilling, and he cannot blame him.

A Yao...wouldn't and didn't want to come back a long time ago.

I even said goodbye to him.

It was only after he was disheartened and frightened that he realized that he couldn't bear such a loss at all, so he forcibly merged his soul and sent him to reincarnation with forbidden techniques; the Venus Xuelang he sent him died, so he just re-bred it ;The broken pass jade badge was also reglued... He tried so hard to pretend that everything was still the same as before, but he never thought about the wishes of the person involved; it was he who insisted on bringing him back to this world with his own selfish desires.With such a presumptuous assertion, do you still vaguely expect his forgiveness and touch from the bottom of your heart?

Lan Huan... you are really ridiculous.

Broken, lost, will never come back.

He knew it clearly in his heart, but he still habitually ignored and avoided it, just like when he was alive.

It turned out that I... didn't make half progress after all.Ah.

If he really left...if he really left...

Just when Lan Xichen was calm on the surface, but his mind was thinking wildly and desperately, there was a sudden burst of strange footsteps, and he said that the strangeness was because of the people walking... The footsteps were chaotic and without rhythm, Lan Huan slightly turned his head to look at At the half-open door, not long after, a person fell in, saying that he fell in because the person stumbled hard on the threshold.

Lan Xichen was stunned for a moment, and after he figured out what was going on, he suddenly laughed angrily.

Lan and Mu were attached to a small wine jar, their faces were flushed, and they smelled of alcohol. They were only wearing pajamas, and their chest was slightly opened to reveal a delicate collarbone. Lan Xichen's eyes were fixed unfriendly.

"Wow... so spicy!"

Seeing his gait unsteady, Lan Xichen got out of bed and stretched out his hand to help him. Just as he was about to scold him for being inappropriate, he saw him smiling at him as before... His thoughts inexplicably went back to the day when he sent him Jin Xingxuelang , he was also so drunk.

Lan Yumu seemed to be strong and cowardly, and now he was not afraid of him at all, and said inarticulately: "Master...it's so cold outside, drink a little and it won't be cold...Do you want it?"

Lan Xichen was sure that he really drank too much.

But whoever a member of the Lan clan dares to speak to their family, Mr. Ze Wu, would be so bored that he would not want to see the sun tomorrow.Improper clothing should be punished; inappropriate behavior should be punished; drinking should be punished; drunkenness should be punished; how dare you encourage the head of the house to follow the ban? !

Lan Xichen sighed, carried him back to the bed, put him in the back room and covered him with a quilt.

Even though he was injured, he still dared to drink...

Lan Xichen watched him lie on the bed, shrunk into the quilt, and then fell asleep in a very indecent position, as if the haze in his heart had been driven away, he couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

A Yao... didn't leave.

……

When Lan and Mu woke up the next day, they glanced at the sky and jumped up from the bed in shock. With a "cough", something fell on the bed and turned around. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be a small wine jar! ! !Lan Yumu's mind went blank.

It was really too much stimulation, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, he was stunned for a while, but he heard the sound of footsteps, and someone pushed open the door.Lan and Mu took a closer look, and their eyes widened immediately, because the person who came in was—Lan Xichen? !

Seeing that Lan Xichen was holding a tray with plates and bowls on it, he hurriedly jumped off the couch reflexively, rushed over to catch it, and said with a doggy smile, "Master... I'll come, I'll... ..."

Lan Xichen let him take the tray from his hands, ran barefoot to the table, and put down the things.Lan Che glanced at it, and was a little surprised to find that it was breakfast, and there was only one serving? !Lan Yumu stared at the scene in front of him a little stiffly, turned his suspicious gaze to Lan Xichen, and asked, "Master...this is..."

Lan Xichen closed the door behind him and said to him, "Well, you can eat, I've eaten."

Lan Yumu had a thorn in her back, and said awkwardly: "Master...you...why don't you call me disciple. Disciple slept through..."

Lan Xichen said, "No problem."

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