: villain disqualification

It was Ye Lan Xichen who returned to the cold room, washed up, read a few pages by the lamp on the table, and soon it was time for bed.It was a cold moon outside the window, and the night wind was blowing in, blowing the potted plants placed on the high table on one side, and a few frail leaves trembled desperately.Seeing this, Lan Xichen got up and covered the window, walked to the high table, gently stroked the tender leaves, picked up the water bottle on the side, and poured a little water.

Next to the high table are mahogany boxes for storing old things from large to small, and the top floor is a small and exquisite camphor wood box.Lan Xichen's eyes fell on the small box for a long while, then he finally walked over and gently opened it.

Inside the box lies a beautifully carved snow-white jade tablet, which is cold to the touch.

Lan Xichen picked it up and looked at it for a moment.

One, the same passing jade token held by all Lan family members.

The habitual smile on his lips became bitter and stiff, and finally turned into self-mockery.

Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice whisper behind him: "This young master..."

When Lan Xichen turned his head, the scene seemed to have changed. He sat with his arms around his knees and raised his head to look at the person who had come.

Standing in front of him was a young man dressed in plain clothes with a handsome and kind face who was bending down to look at him with a smile. The man had an extremely pleasing face, which was enough to charm the opposite sex, but at the same time it would not make the same sex produce dissatisfaction. happiness.

The difference between that face and his later impression is that there is a little less cinnabar between the brows, compared with the high-spirited face afterwards, it is still shy and childish at this time.

That was... the Meng Yao when he was young, the Meng Yao when he first met.

Lan Xichen remembered when this scene happened, it was...not long after the Wen family forced the Lan family to burn Zangshuge.

At the moment of stalemate, his uncle asked him to hold the largest Qiankun bag and put all the ancient books and music scores in the Zangshu Pavilion into it. In order not to reveal his identity, he changed the school uniform of Gusu Lan's school uniform and removed it. Wiping his forehead, he pretended to be an ordinary person and fled down the mountain in a hurry.

In a hurry, I even forgot to bring my wallet.

And that corner of the street, he has been sitting for three days.

According to his uncle's instructions, he came to find his uncle's close friend, who was a man of high birth, who knew the location of a secret place, left a seal, and could temporarily help keep these city-wide ancient books of the Lan family.However, this person wandered around the market to hide his identity, and his whereabouts became a mystery. Lan Qiren only knew a few places where he often haunted. As a last resort, Lan Xichen had to find a place to wait.

He endured the internal injuries he suffered when fleeing, and he didn't know how long he had to wait. He was also worried about his father who was injured, the bookstore that was burned, and what he heard later in the market... was forcibly sent to the Wen family to "teach" Lan Zhan.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it was the most desolate moment in his life.

His beautiful face, which always had a gentle smile, was covered with sadness. He stared down at the cracks in the ground not far away, like an old monk in meditation, isolating the surrounding noise.A grunting whine sounded from his abdomen, and his body, which had not yet learned the technique of fasting at that time, protested, and he began to feel a little dizzy.

I never thought that I would have such a miserable day.At first, his waist, which was always straight, gradually collapsed after three days of perseverance. He had to change his posture with his hands wrapped around his knees. For the first time, he felt flustered and helpless like a child.

Just when he clearly realized that he might be starved to death, he met Meng Yao.

After hearing the bizarre story he made up about a family of merchants who came to seek relatives and lost their money, Meng Yao enthusiastically invited him to dinner and helped him find someone, and gave half of the little money she had left to him.

Lan Xichen had to admit that when meeting him and getting to know him in such a scene, his first impression of him was different from others.

Of course, later on, he did not suspect that Meng Yao approached him deliberately.

And this point, Meng Yao, who became Jin Guangyao many years later, also frankly admitted to him.

That was...the time for the Jinlin Terrace Flower Appreciation Banquet...it happened to coincide with Wei Ying and Jin Zixuan's disagreement, which annoyed Jin Guangshan, and Jin Guangyao also suffered and was blamed.

When Lan Xichen found him in the gazebo in Jinxing Xuelang Garden, Jin Guangyao was already slightly drunk, his bright and handsome face was slightly stained with blush, and the red cinnabar between his eyebrows reflected each other, which inexplicably made Lan Huan feel slightly drunk. He stopped in his tracks.

Jin Guangyao obviously saw him too, and smiled and beckoned him to come closer: "Second Brother...it's Hai Hour now, haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Lan Xichen knew that he must be unhappy being scolded by Jin Guangshan in public this day, so he rushed to comfort him, but seeing the situation in front of him, he didn't know where to start, so he retreated into the pavilion and sat beside him.

Jin Guangyao was just about to fill another glass on the tray with wine out of courtesy, but he suddenly paused, and slowly put it down stiffly, murmuring: "Forgot...Second brother doesn't drink."

Lan Xichen shook his head and smiled helplessly.

A Yao... seems to have drunk too much.