White-haired Demon Lord and Senior Brother

◎I believe this is also God’s will◎

Wu Yan led Yang Qingyuan up to the small building named 'Yueming Qingfeng' and stepped into the corridor.Yang Qingyuan looked around while walking, and saw that the place he walked was clean, without dust leaving footprints, even every piece of wood in the door that Wu Yan gently pushed open was shiny and smooth.

Stepping into the room, every piece of furniture is oily and smooth. There are brand new gauze curtains hanging on the bed, and the cushions and pillows in the bed are no exception.Every inch of the floor under my feet seemed to have just been cleaned, and there was still a faint scent of incense circulating in the room, and when I looked up at the patio, there was not even a single spider thread.

After Yang Qingyuan walked around the room casually, he said to Wu Yan: "Is this place often cleaned? But, it doesn't look like people often live there."

Wu Yan replied: "I call my servants to clean it every day."

Yang Qingyuan wondered: "You like this place very much? Then why don't you move here?"

Wu Yan confessed: "Because... this is the place where Yang Qingming once lived."

Yang Qingyuan only walked to the bed, tried to sit on the edge of the bed, and felt very comfortable, so he opened his lips and said: "My brother must have liked this place very much at that time? The preferences of twin brothers are indeed the same."

Wu Yan was curious: "Do you like what he likes to eat? Do you also like to use what he likes to use? Besides, you are also proficient in what he is proficient in?"

Yang Qingyuan simply replied: "Of course."

After hearing this, Wu Yan recalled in a strange way that night when he ordered Hei Hei to break into the Xiyu Terrace to investigate the situation and came back, the Hei Hei cat's hair was stained with a faint fragrance, which was similar to the scent of lavender commonly used by Yang Qingming. They were all mixed with the fragrance of magnolia and clove, which made him involuntarily smell them a few times, but Hei Hei happened to meet Yang Qingyuan that night.

Wu Yan thought about it, and realized something, and couldn't help being ashamed so that his cheeks flushed thinly.

Yang Qingyuan noticed something strange about him, raised the corners of his lips, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yan just turned around, with his back to the bed, without answering.

Yang Qingyuan said again: "I'm hungry. Don't you entertain me with wine and meat?"

Wu Yan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Qingyuan said simply: "I said that twin brothers have the same preferences. My brother has lived here for a few days, so you should know what to eat."

Wu Yan replied: "Wait a minute." Then he started to leave the small building.

Yang Qingyuan made a condition: "Aren't you hungry? I want to eat with you."

Wu Yan turned around and said frankly: "I usually eat with my family."

Yang Qingyuan cheekily said: "Since I am a guest, shouldn't you treat me well and eat with me?"

Wu Yan had no choice but to say: "My family will serve dinner later, take you to the dining room?"

Yang Qingyuan responded generously: "That's fine."

At the second quarter of the unitary hour, the small gold and copper bell hanging under the eaves outside the dining room was rang, and the bell rang throughout the entire Murong Villa. It was the bell before dinner.

When the elder and younger masters of the Murong family heard the ringing of the bell, they put down what they were doing and came to the dining room together, and sat down at a big round table according to their seniority. Wu Yan was the last young master to enter the dining room and led Yang Qingyuan came to the big round table.

The masters and junior masters who had been sitting at the table already started to pick up the porcelain bowls and put the hot and soft white rice into the bottom of the bowls, and they had no time to look up and notice who Wu Yan had brought over.

Wu Yan opened his lips: "I brought a distinguished guest over for dinner."

Hearing the words, the master and the junior master raised their heads, but only took a look at Yang Qingyuan, except for Murong Jiao, everyone showed a look of astonishment.Yang Qingyuan met those stunned eyes, and as he himself said, he smiled habitually, and raised his hands to salute everyone.

Yang Bin trembled slightly, and opened his lips: "He...he...looks a lot like that...that...heavenly grandson..."

Before he could finish saying the name, Wen Qian quickly put down her chopsticks, covered her face and yelled: "Ghost! It's haunted!" and immediately jumped up from the seat, trying to rush out, but fortunately, she was stopped by Zi Zhuyao.

Murong Qinxue calmed down a little, and persuaded Wen Qian: "Don't mess around, ask him about his background before we talk about it."

Zi Shiyao sent Wen Qian back to the table, helped Wen Qian to sit down, and then returned to her seat and sat down.

Murong Qinmei opened his lips and asked Yang Qingyuan directly: "This gentleman, you really look a lot like Mr. Tiansun from Xiyutai, but are you related to him?"

Yang Qingyuan was magnanimous and frank: "I am in Xiayang Qingyuan. I am a twin brother with Mr. Tiansun who the family said."

Hearing the words 'twin brothers', all the heads of the Murong family breathed a sigh of relief, only Wen Qian murmured in a low voice: "Why did Sun Qingming have twin brothers on that day? I thought it was a ghost ..., these twin brothers, will they have the same character and everything?"

Yang Bin sat beside her and listened to it. Afraid of making everyone unhappy, he approached her and said, "Don't say that. Maybe there are differences."

Murong Jiao smiled and said: "He came to Yangui Island with me! I never expected to meet Wu Yan! I never thought that he had a brother who also came to Yangui Island as a guest!"

Murong Qinmei has always been very guilty of Yang Qingming being assassinated by a masked man in black when he was a guest on Yangui Island. Now that he saw Yang Qingyuan, he was very polite and generous: "Mr. Qingyuan, hurry up and take your seat." Let's go! The Murong Family's food is a bit bland, Mr. Qingyuan, don't dislike it! If the taste is right, eat whatever you want!"

Yang Qingyuan glanced at the delicacies on the table, ten meat dishes, four vegetarian dishes, three meat dishes with vegetarian dishes, red oil, hot and sour braised sauce, as well as deep-fried, very rich, looked back and saw Wu Yan sitting down After that, he sat beside Wu Yan.

After dinner, Wu Yan personally sent Yang Qingyuan off again while walking back to Yueming Qingfeng, and stopped at the stairs of the small building, as if he didn't want to send him to the dormitory again.

Yang Qingyuan stepped on the first step, looking back suddenly, in the dusk of the evening, by the dim light of a lantern shining from a high place, looking at Wuyan with slightly downcast eyes, he involuntarily turned to face him, bent down involuntarily. body, gently holding his shoulders with both hands, bringing his face close to the tip of his nose, and getting closer and closer to the distance between the four lips.

But Wu Yan raised his eyes suddenly, and the moment he looked into Yang Qingyuan's eyes, he gently pushed him away who was only an inch away, and turned around with a clear rejection.Yang Qingyuan straightened his waist, and said without shame: "You don't want to relive Yang Qingming's kiss?"

Wu Yan only replied: "You are not him." Then he simply walked away.

Yang Qingyuan looked at Wu Yan's back, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and murmured: "Yeah, I'm not Yang Qingming, so you can refuse the twin brother's kiss?" Turning around, alone Boarded the small building.

At night, the chirping of toads and chirping of bellworms echoed intermittently in the grass, always trying to break the peaceful atmosphere in the capital of Pingjing.Huang Yan and Zhu Yanfeng strolled in the corridor of the Imperial College, enjoying the gentle breeze.

Obviously all the way along the way is brightly lit, but there are very few people passing by on this road, which makes the two of them feel a bit more peaceful.After walking for a while, Zhu Yanfeng suddenly opened his lips: "How is the serial murder investigation going?"

Huang Yan replied: "It's the same as before, nothing has improved."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "After so many years of investigation, there are often no clues. I don't know how long the Jinling Pavilion will continue to investigate."

Huang Yan replied: "As long as the whereabouts of Tiwu are found, there will be a clue."

Zhu Yanfeng said helplessly: "This kind of hide-and-seek is really not fun! It is said that many people have been sent to find this person's whereabouts."

Huang Yan sighed softly and didn't speak.Zhu Yanfeng glanced at his face by the light of the lamp, and said again: "It's rare to see you in a state of desperation."

Huang Yan confessed: "I don't want to take over the investigation of this kind of case, and I don't want to spend a lot of time thinking about how to find clues every day. This kind of thing is more debilitating than when I was the head and regent of the country."

Zhu Yanfeng couldn't help blaming himself: "Yan'er has always been busy, but I have never been able to experience such exhaustion..."

Huang Yan looked at the night sky and saw the moon and stars in the high sky like splashed ink, so he couldn't help changing the subject: "Tonight seems to be the full moon on August [-]th, and the moon is a round bigger than usual."

Zhu Yanfeng also glanced over, and replied: "It's true. Why don't we find a place to enjoy the moon?"

Huang Yan said bluntly: "Without delicious rice wine or grape wine, there is no point in admiring the moon with empty hands."

Zhu Yanfeng thought for a while, and suggested: "Go to Fangshi to have a look? Maybe there are rice wine or grape wine for sale."

Huang Yan immediately hooked Zhu Yanfeng's little finger, happily walked with him to the road leading to the main gate of the Imperial College, and after leaving the Imperial College, they came slowly to a bustling street market.

There are several tall lanterns on the side of the street, brightly lit, and the stalls are clearly illuminated. Some people are selling colorful lanterns in the shape of various small animals, and some are selling ring games. Many children carry lanterns in the streets where people come and go. Running happily on the street, there are also many gorgeously dressed young scholars walking slowly forward in groups talking and laughing.

Huang Yan only glanced at these young scholars, and couldn't help saying: "No wonder the Imperial College is quiet tonight, so the students have all come here."

Zhu Yanfeng saw that the lanterns in the hands of the children passing by him were very beautiful, so he tilted his head and smiled at Huang Yan: "Do you want to buy one for you?"

Huang Yan only asked: "Do I seem to be a person who cares about children's things?"

Zhu Yanfeng moved closer to Huang Yan's face, and said with a smile, "Really don't want it?"

Huang Yan replied: "It seems that there is a lantern festival ahead, why bother to buy another one? I would rather pick up a jar of good rice wine and drink it while walking."

Zhu Yanfeng said: "Go to the front and see if there is any rice wine, pick a jar of it!"

The two walked forward hand in hand and walked into the Lantern Festival. Many men, women and women stopped under the lantern and showed the lantern riddles hanging at the bottom of the lantern to their eyes.Someone started talking behind the two of them: "I heard that if you can guess three lantern riddles, you will get a small jar of rice wine; if you guess five lantern riddles, you will get a small jar of grape wine; I have to give half a piece of gorgeous silk cloth, and if I guess fifteen lantern riddles correctly, I have to give a jade bracelet as a gift!"

Someone responded: "Why are they all in single digits? Are these sponsors all single?"

Zhu Yanfeng turned his head and said to Huang Yan: "Would you like to try your luck? Three lantern riddles and a jar of rice wine, five lantern riddles and a jar of grape wine."

Huang Yanxin handed a piece of red paper with lantern riddles written on it to his eyes for a look, smiled triumphantly, took it off, looked at eight lantern riddles casually, took them off too, and then walked to a corner of the lantern festival. In front of a deacon, the deacon immediately bowed to the two of them, and Huang Yan handed over the eight lantern riddles in his hand.

The deacon held up a piece of paper and read: "As soon as the cold light is touched into the painting, guess a word."

Huang Yan replied confidently: "Thousands."

The deacon changed another piece of paper and read: "Slanting geese descending to the southeast, guess a word."

Zhu Yanfeng thought while listening, and just after the deacon finished reading, he blurted out: "It's the word 'year'!"

The deacon read again: "Bamboo Shadow Linfeng has a leisurely heart, guess a word."

Huang Yan immediately replied: "Xiu."

The deacon read again: "I have to gallop freely, and I will hear the sound of horseshoes in the future. Guess the word."

Zhu Yanfeng murmured: "This sentence is a bit difficult..."

Unexpectedly, Huang Yan replied confidently: "It should be the word 'get'."

The deacon said: "In the boudoir, I only watch and guess three characters."

Huang Yan blurted out: "The two are of the same mind."

The deacon said: "The water of the Yellow River can be clear from here. Guess a word."

Zhu Yanfeng reacted quickly, and blurted out: "Together!"

The deacon read: "Out of the boudoir, before the court, the two met with tears. Guess two words."

Huang Yan replied: "The End of the World."

The deacon read the last one: "I'm haggard because of Yixiao, guess four characters."

Huang Yan replied: "Never regret it."

Another deacon who was sitting at a table behind the deacon flipped through the riddle book eight times, and finally announced: "The answer to these eight lantern riddles is——Thousands of years, the two have the same heart, share the end of the world, and never regret it! Congratulations to you two! !" Immediately, he picked up a pen, quickly wrote a lottery ticket, stamped it with a seal, and handed it over: "Take this ticket, and you can get the reward conveniently when you arrive."

Zhu Yanfeng accepted the lottery tickets, held Huang Yan's hand, and strode forward, saying, "Thousands of years of cultivation, the two have the same heart, share the world, and never regret... Is it Yan'er's intentions, or is it just God's will?"

Huang Yan only said: "You guess?"

Zhu Yanfeng looked at him sideways, and just said: "I believe, this is also God's will."

The two bought a jar of rice wine and a jar of grape wine from a store, and then they found a quiet place far away from the crowds. They jumped onto the roof of the highest place closest to the full moon, sat on the roof, and watched the moon while drinking. The moonlight shone on them without hesitation, and Huang Yan was so beautiful that he exuded a fairy air.

The two clinked the altar to toast, took a sip, exchanged the wine jars, and took another sip. Huang Yan leaned and leaned lightly on Zhu Yanfeng's shoulder, looked at the full moon, and murmured: "Thousands of years have cultivated two hearts, sharing the end of the world, forever. Don't regret it, ten thousand years of practice will lead to rebirth, hold your hand, and the moon soul will prove it..."

The author says:

[Thousands of years of cultivation, the two are of the same heart, share the end of the world, never regret it, ten thousand years of practice can be reborn, hold the hand, the moon soul is the proof], a poem in my collection of poems.

The lantern riddles are included in the guessing riddle collection. I searched for a long time, just for this kind of answer.

No one left me a message, so lonely...