[Chen Qingling] I don't know why

On the second day, Wen Miaomiao woke up peacefully, with an arm imprisoned around her waist, and behind her was a warm heat source, which was extremely comfortable.

Wen Miaomiao was in Wei Wuxian's arms, turned around, and bowed her head into his arms again.

After adjusting the comfortable position, there was hot air blowing over the top of the head, and he said hoarsely, "Little girl, don't move around."

Wen Miaomiao's face was smothered in Wei Wuxian's heart, and she agreed in a low voice, "Yeah." She fell back into a deep sleep.

Wei Wuxian sighed softly, put his chin on the top of her head, and hugged her tighter.

At noon, Wen Miaomiao knelt in front of the table, wrapped in a thick quilt, and watched Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji sit face to face and discuss how to find Yintie countermeasures.

Wei Wuxian: "I'm afraid it's not good to go hastily, the Chang family must be prepared."

"Yes, yes," Wen Miaomiao agreed, "You can't just give someone's head away." A little cold, she rubbed against the little brother.

Wei Wuxian: "Or sneak in in the middle of the night, first check if there are traces of Yintie, there are still people on them, maybe Yintie has been taken away long ago."

"Yeah, I think so too." Wen Miaomiao rubbed against Wei Wuxian and fell asleep.

Wei WuXian reached into the thick quilt to hold her hand, it was icy cold, "Lan Zhan, undo the seal, use your piece of Yin iron to transfer some Yin energy to her."

"If you use it rashly, this yin iron seal won't last long."

Wei Wuxian shook his head, "Just this time, Lan Zhan, when the seal is released, I will send her back to Qishan."

Lan Wangji glanced at the pale Wen Miaomiao, "That's fine."

But after a while, Nie Huaisang ordered the waiter in the inn to serve all kinds of rare birds and delicacies. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji sat opposite each other, looking at the table full of chicken, duck and fish, waiting for his next words.

Sure enough, after a while, Nie Huaisang waved his fan and said, "Brother Wei, Lan...Second Young Master Lan, I don't think I'm suitable to go to Liyang with you, you...you see, my elder brother and the head of the Chang family Make friends...you take me...if there is a fight, I don't dare to help you either."

Wei Wuxian rubbed his nose, "Brother Nie is right. With you around, our hands and feet are tied, so it's not easy to use it."

"Yeah yeah yeah."

Smelling the aroma of vegetables, Wen Miaomiao woke up, "It's so rich, let me eat some, it'll be warm!"

Wen Miaomiao was so happy that she picked up the chopsticks, but just picked up a piece of chicken leg, her hands were weak, and even the chopsticks fell off, "Oh, I can't seem to pick it up...hehehe..."

This is his little girl, she can be wronged all the time when she is fine.Something really happened, but he looked relaxed.Wei Wuxian patted her, "What a pity, I'll feed you, come on, open your mouth."

Wen Miaomiao was very happy to eat the meat and enjoy the feeding service, but her energy was getting worse and worse, and she couldn't hold on any longer, and soon fell asleep leaning on Wei Wuxian again.

Seeing this made Nie Huaisang even more frightened, he didn't know about Wen Miaomiao's pregnancy with Yin Tie, he just thought it was usually hurt by Yin Tie, "Wei...Brother Wei...what I just said..."

"Don't worry, don't worry, when you arrive in Liyang, you will go back to Qinghe."

"Okay, okay."

Wen Miaomiao was woken up, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lan Wangji sitting in the room playing the piano.

"Lan Zhan!"

ignore her.

"Lan Zhan Lan Zhan Lan Zhan!"

Finally stopped.

Wen Miaomiao laughed awkwardly, "Lan Zhan, you play very well...but it's a bit noisy...can you stop playing in my room."

Lan Wangji put away the piano, got up and walked to the edge to look at her, Wen Miaomiao's face was ruddy, her eyes had regained their former brilliance, and she now had the confidence to speak.

"Get up if you have nothing to do."

Wen Miaomiao sat up in a "swish", "Really, I have strength again."

Lan Wangji's sleeves were pulled, and Wen Miaomiao jumped around him, "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, you are too good!" But before he took a step back, Wen Miaomiao let her go and ran out the door, " Little brother, little brother, I'm all right, where are you?"

The sound got farther and farther away, Lan Wangji took out the Yin iron from his pocket and put it on the table, then summoned the Wangji Qin, played Qingxin, the blue light slowly surrounded the black area around the Yin iron. Qi, and erode it bit by bit.

Wen Miaomiao pushed Wei Wuxian's door open, "Little brother!"

A big black bird fluttered and landed on her shoulder.

"Little Bai! Why are you here?"

Wei Wuxian forcibly picked up Xiaobai with both hands, threw it back on the table, and said to Wen Miaomiao, "Heal? Come and sit down, Wen Chao and Wenqing have sent a letter, let's take a look?"

"Didn't the two of them go to visit the mountains and rivers?"

"The two of them are worshiping their ancestors at Dafan Mountain." Wei Wuxian handed the letter to Wen Miaomiao, "To go to Liyang, we must pass through Dafan Mountain. We happened to meet them."

"That's great, I can see A Yuan again, I really like him."

"Okay." Wei WuXian laughed at her, "Kids like kids, it seems like we're going to have a few more in the future."

Wen Miaomiao choked back at him, "Then why don't you marry me quickly, the letter of appointment was written a year ago, and my father prepared a dowry for me!"

"Marry, marry, I will tell Uncle Jiang and Mrs. Yu when I return to Yunmeng this time."

A group of four stopped at the foot of Dafan Mountain, where the wind was blowing and the cold was overwhelming, and there was no one there.

Nie HuaiSang began to persuade him to quit again, "It feels different here, do we really want to leave here?"

Wei Wuxian put his arms around his neck and dragged him to the front, "This is the only way to go to Qinghe, let's go, brother Nie."

Wen Miaomiao and Wei Wuxian have been here a few times before, the mountains are barren, except for the Tiannv Temple, which is the ancestral grave of the Wen family, there is no Yin iron, and the Wu Tiannv has been sealed all the time. Living in a wasteland, unwilling to move out.

In the village on the top of the mountain, the mother-in-law was drying rice there. When she saw Wen Miaomiao, she quickly put down her work and hugged her, "Oh, my mother-in-law can't even hug you when the little girl grows up."

"Hee hee, is the village okay? I heard that my second brother and warm sister are coming too. "

"Okay, okay, okay, those two are farming in the field. Oh, my uncle is here too, and there are two younger brothers." The mother-in-law seemed to like Lan Zhan very much, she pulled him to look left and right, and finally came He said: "This dress is so beautiful, I will go down the mountain and make one for my son someday."

Lan Wangji was naturally used to it, and there was no expression on his face.

Nie Huaisang covered his mouth with a fan, "This Wen family member is really famous, it's better to meet him."

And Wen Miaomiao had long since disappeared, and after a while, a little boy, who looked like one or two years old, was still biting his fingers, was white and tender, extremely cute.

"Ayuan, Ayuan, look quickly, these are big men, you have to learn how to hug your thighs, you know?" Wen Miaomiao handed Ayuan to Wei Wuxian, "Little brother, help me hold him, he is too heavy .”

Wei Wuxian hugged him and whispered, "Miao Miao, this is not good..."

"For the sake of A Yuan's future, you can't care too much about face, little brother."

Wei Wuxian's head started to hurt again.

"Quick, quick, A Yuan, these two, you have to call...call...godfather."

Nie HuaiSang was taken aback, this, this, this...they are still cardamoms...oh no...not married yet, why are they parents...

Our lovely A Yuan doesn't know how to call him godfather, but he can call him father... So, A Yuan stretched out his hand to Lan Wangji, "Daddy...Daddy...hug..."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Lan Zhan, he seems to really like you."

"boring."

As Lan Zhan walked away, Wen Miaomiao squeezed A Yuan's chubby little face, "You are awesome, A Yuan, even if we are not the second generation, we can fight each other in the future! Isn't it!"

Wen Chao was planting rice in the field with his trouser legs rolled up, while Wen Qing helped him.

"Second brother, second brother." Wen Miaomiao waved at the side of the road.

Wen Chao wiped the sweat off his face, and said happily, "Miao Miao, Xian, you are here, who are these two young masters?"

Although the Wen family and the Lan family have a good friendship, Lan Wangji has been a model of the family since he was a child, he is upright and upright, and he hardly ever visits other families, especially... this kind of farming family...

After Wei Wuxian's introduction, Wen Chao took his shoes to the ground, circled around Lan Wangji, and sighed, "This is Hanguang-Jun, one of the Lan's twin jades, so white and clean, not bad! No wonder Our Qishan girls are always talking about it."

When Mr. Hanguang of Yazheng was being scrutinized by the whole village, a village name came to report, "Second son, someone stole our reed chicken on the mountain and we caught it. What do we do?"

Wen Miaomiao was not happy: "What to do, kill him! Bring it up!"

So the disheartened Jiang Cheng was brought up.

Wen Chao: "Uh..."

Lan Wangji took a step back.

Wen Miaomiao and Nie Huaisang: "Hahahahahahahahahahaha."

Wei WuXian patted the straw on Jiang Cheng's head: "Jiang Cheng, why are you here, and... stealing other people's chickens?"

Jiang Cheng was so angry... pointing at Wen Miaomiao and Wei Wuxian, "He left a letter and ran away without saying a word, didn't he say to go back to Lianhuawu, you know me... how worried my sister is !"

In order to calm down Jiang Cheng's severely damaged self-esteem, the villagers stewed several reed chickens, but this side hadn't eaten yet, and something happened there. It turned out that the dancing girl suddenly danced in the ancestral hall.

Several people rushed to the Tiannu Temple with swords in hand. The stone statue of the dancing goddess was huge and slender. She was really dancing while waving her hands and throwing her feet. With the range of movements, gravel fell to the ground from time to time.

Wei Wuxian drew his sword and stood in front of Wen Miaomiao, but the dancing girl didn't make any other movements, and didn't move forward.

Nie HuaiSang was a little scared at first, but it didn't seem to matter when he looked at it. He waved his fan and pointed, "This dancing girl dances like that Hu Lihen, the dancer in the art hall often dances."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Brother Nie is indeed an expert in this regard."

A few people did feel a little bit of sadness in that action. Sadness and Hate is a song about the separation of husband and wife, which was very popular more than ten years ago.Finally, the dancer squatted down, stretched out a hand, palm up, and spread it on the ground.

Wen Miaomiao pushed away Wei Wuxian's sword in front of him, and walked forward step by step.

Wei Wuxian pulled her: "What are you doing?"

Wen Miaomiao shook her head, "She seems to be calling me, little brother who is fine."

However, Wei Wuxian didn't dare to let her go, so he had to go forward with her, and Wen Miaomiao put his palms together, and put them on the hand of Wu Tiannu.

In an instant, vivid scenes flooded into her mind.

Wei Wuxian looked at Wen Miaomiao's forehead in horror as that yin iron mark appeared again...

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deep clouds do not know the back mountain

Wen Miaomiao and Yaomei were both dressed in black, kneeling by the cold spring to discuss matters.

Wen Miaomiao: In broad daylight, don't you look a little silly in black?

Yaomei: each other each other.

Wen Miaomiao: Stop talking nonsense, have you done what I asked you to do for me?

Yaomei picked up a rabbit and dimpled her face with a smile: "Of course it's done, and the girl will hear the news in a few months. Have you got what I want?"

Wen Miaomiao was disdainful, and took out a booklet from her arms: Of course I got it, here it is.

Yao Mei: Have fun, Miss Miao Miao, I still like talking to smart people the most.

Wen Miaomiao: You may not know yourself very well, but you still love talking to Mr. Zewu the most, and he...

Yaomei opened the booklet, which contained recent portraits and chronicles of Mr. Zewu, the dimples on her face deepened the more she turned.

Wen Miaomiao shook her head, and took out a copy of "Lan Po Chao" from her bosom, saying earnestly: A gentleman has his ambitions everywhere, and he should not miss the love of his children, otherwise you should take this book.

Yaomei put the brochure in her arms: No need, Miss Miaomiao, let me take my leave first.

Alas...why is it so difficult to bring Yaomei this year...