Chen Qingling's Moon Falls to the Other Side

Lan Qiren died suddenly in prison. Although Lan Xiyue and Wei Wuxian were full of doubts, they had to believe in the suicide note and the method of suicide by exploding their meridians.

After investigation, there were no other flaws or strange places, so Lan Xiyue felt relieved.

The good Hundred Flowers Banquet turned into a farce like this. After the pill was transformed, Lan Xiyue didn't make things difficult for the people from the Immortal Sect, and let them go back to their families one after another.

In the days that followed, some people's cultivation bases improved by leaps and bounds, and some people's cultivation bases were lost overnight, and all of this was within Lan Xiyue's expectations. Someone had to take the lead, so that the remaining people would Play your part.

As for Jin Guangyao and the others, Wen Zhuliu turned his back on the evil and returned to the righteous, followed Lan Xiyue to the mass grave, and directly entered the Yue clan. Lan Qiren's ashes were naturally brought back to the Gusu Lan clan, while Jin Guangyao stayed in the Jin clan. Waiting for Jin Zixuan's punishment, as for Su She, because of his serious injuries, he has already driven west.

The saddest ones are probably Jin Jinhan and Lan Zhan. Lan Xiyue proposed to change the family rules, but lost by one vote when voting. In the end, under Lan Xiyue's anger, everyone looked at Wei Wuxian and let go. mouth, so that if members of the other clans pass the test, they can be selected as elders.

There's no way, who made the Patriarch's husband a foreign family!

The matter came to an end here, and Lan Xiyue accompanied Wei Wuxian to the quiet room in Yunshen, took away the body of Cangse Sanren, and went to Lianhuawu to hide with his father. After everything, they returned to the mass grave for renovation.

The world flies by quickly, and everything is progressing very well. Within a month, the Yuezhi branch has been completely established, and the evil spirits in the mass grave have been driven out by Lan Xiyue and Wei Wuxian. The mass graves have also changed from being lifeless to full of vitality.

There is a mountain gate at the foot of Qianshan Mountain, winding upwards, which is the furnishings of the branch. The houses are criss-crossed, and an avenue leads directly from the foot of the mountain to the main hall. Although the decoration is simple, it is majestic.

The back mountain of the branch is still the place where Lan Xiyue and Wei Wuxian live. Lan Xiyue has set up an enchantment, which is isolated from the world and very leisurely.

As night fell, Lan Xiyue was lying beside the lotus pond, with one hand behind her head, looking at the sky full of stars, and sighed with some resentment, "Damn Wei Wuxian, I don't see anyone for a day, and I don't know where I went!"

The jade flute in his hand was twirling boredly, on the red tassels was the same crescent moon as Wei Wuxian, fluttering gently in the night wind.

A flute sounded, it was a tune Lan Xiyue had never heard before, she got up, but she didn't see Wei Wuxian's figure, why is this?

The sudden light appeared, and one after another Kongming lanterns slowly rose from the top of the mountain. Accompanied by his melodious flute sound, they soon covered the sky, and the lights gathered together, like a shining galaxy, very beautiful.

The corners of Lan Xiyue's lips raised slightly, and with a flash of sword light, she went to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there were flowers all over, surrounded by a circle of candles, and Wei Wuxian stood in the middle of the bouquet, dancing with his fingertips, and the melodious sound of the flute came out slowly.

This is……

She looked at the gentle expression in Wei Wuxian's eyes, and then looked up at the Kongming lanterns, only to realize that there was a row of small characters written on each Kongming lantern.

"Three thousand fireworks, I only want you, Yue'er, let's get married!"

This is... a marriage proposal?

Only then did Lan Xiyue come to her senses, tears began to glisten in her eyes.

The sound of the flute disappeared, Wei Wuxian flicked his fingertips lightly, a golden light suddenly appeared, the flowers that were originally all over the ground burst into pieces, the petals flew up, and then fell like rain. Came in front of Lan Xiyue.

"Three thousand fireworks are not as brilliant as you alone, Yue'er, are you willing to marry me?"

Seeing Wei Wuxian's serious and gentle expression, Lan Xiyue nodded with a light smile, "Of course I would!"

Wei Wuxian smiled and knelt down on one knee. Under Lan Xiyue's shocked eyes, he took her left hand and gently put on the ring for her!

That's right, it's a ring, but it's not a diamond ring. It's an exquisite white jade ring. The ring is made of gold to outline the crescent pattern. White with gold, simple and elegant, but also very delicate and beautiful.

Wei Wuxian stood up slowly, stretched out his hand, and on his ring finger, the same ring looked extremely cute under the light.

"I like it very much"

Seeing Lan Xiyue's happy appearance, Wei Wuxian hugged her into his arms and kissed her on the forehead, "When you empathize, your world is full of rituals like this, so I think you should like it too." .”

Lan Xiyue came out of his arms, held his cheeks with both hands, and met his eyes very seriously, "Fool, what I like is never a ceremony, but you who gave me this ceremony!"

"I know," Wei Wuxian smiled lightly, his eyes were as gentle as water, as if he wanted to spoil Lan Xiyue to his bone marrow.

Naturally, Lan Xiyue saw the unknowing love in his eyes, then tiptoed, and gently kissed his thin lips.

Lights, fragrance of flowers, bright moon, stars, Kongming lanterns, and, my sweetheart!

The lips are tender and lingering, not as fiery as before, but gentle and sentimental. He wrapped his arms around her waist with one hand and held her through his hair with the other, and patiently pried open her white teeth. Her uvula was entangled together, gently occupying every bit of her territory.

Lan Xiyue jumped up, wrapped her hands tightly around his neck, and hung on his body like a koala.

Wei Wuxian withdrew from the lingering kiss, kissed her deeply between the brows, then flew down with her in his arms, ran to the room, and left quickly.

The red tent is warm, the room is full of ripples, the breeze is blowing outside, accompanied by the bright moon and stars, telling eternity.

Jin Jinhan stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the sky filled with lanterns, and then at the room below the mountain covered by the barrier, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

The missing figure appeared in his mind, with a layer of sadness in his eyes, the sword light flashed, and he turned and left.

Going all the way, I came to a familiar place, passed through the barrier, and entered the library.

In the corner, she secretly glanced sideways at Lan Zhan who was seriously reading a book not far away.

Under the light, he was dressed in white clothes better than snow, and his body was as black as ink. He exuded a cool aura, which was even more unapproachable than before.

For the past month, she couldn't control herself every night and came to see him.

Time seemed to gradually fade away his sadness, and she was very happy seeing him who was much better than before.

Footsteps sounded, Jin Jinhan threw out a spell, and then hurried to leave.

Lan Zhan raised his eyes and looked in the direction she was leaving, the corners of his lips were slightly faded, his eyes were deep, and he turned to look at Lan Xichen who was entering the door.

"Someone just passed through the barrier, or her?"

"Well," Lan Zhan put down the book in his hand, then got up and walked to the window, looking at the stars floating in the distance in the night sky, "Next time, remove the restriction of the enchantment on her!"

Lan Xichen walked up to him and stood still, with a helpless expression on his face, "She will come to see you every night, and you will also wait here every night, you two obviously can't let go of each other, why don't you cross your heart the limit?"

"It's getting late, brother, rest!" Lan Zhan glanced at Lan Xichen, turned and left.

There was no answer, and the sleeves of his clothes were fluttering, just like his unstable heart.