"Old Ye, you said that my mother can't have me because of her special status, and I can't stay with her. Why do I feel that she just dislikes me?" Ten years ago, Wen Lan, who had already taken root in the gathering place but had also reached rebellious age, asked Ye Shiyi.

She looked at another family coming to this "place closest to hope" and the happy smiles on their faces, and couldn't help but think maliciously: I wonder if they will still smile like this when they find out that they still can't enter the city after more than ten or twenty years, and can't touch the hope they think they have.

But this thought also made her feel uncomfortable, because she knew that no matter how hard she tried or how long she stayed, she would not be able to go into the city with Ye Shiyi.

"Old Ye, you are obviously an immortal, a particularly powerful one. Why can't you just break in?" Wen Lan continued to complain, but Ye Shiyi did not respond as usual.

She could only sigh and change the subject:

"Old Ye, tell me more about what kind of person my mother is. Maybe one day she will come out of the city. If I meet her and don't recognize her, I will be at a loss."

"Her?" Ye Shiyi was finally moved. His face showed a look of nostalgia and sadness. His eyes seemed to have traveled through a long time and saw someone who existed in his memory. But in the end, his eyes became lonely again, and a sigh quietly appeared:

"She is... a real fairy."

……

"A real fairy."

Wen Lan looked at the noble woman who appeared and saw her beautiful face. Especially her own appearance was somewhat similar to hers. A blood connection made her feel both excited and scared.

Without waiting for her to take any action, Wen Lan walked up to her and lifted her face with his soft and boneless hands.

When those hands brushed across her face, leaving a slightly wet touch, Wen Lan realized that she was already in tears.

"I'm sorry." Wen Lian apologized softly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"I...I..." Wen Lan didn't want to cry. She even felt that she didn't feel anything in her heart.

But I just can't stop crying. Is it because of sadness, grievance or touching?

Wen Lan didn't know that her body's reaction was faster than her thoughts.

"Mom..." Wen Lan was about to speak, but Wen Lian's expression changed and he withdrew his hand.

"Senior Yun, I am sorry for my rudeness." Wen Lian turned around, bowed to Yun Guijun and apologized.

"The reunion of mother and daughter is so touching. Palace Master Wen doesn't have to care about me. As for the others, I don't think anyone will mind either." Yun Guijun shook his fan with a deep look in his eyes.

Ying glanced at Yun Guijun. She didn't expect him to say such a thing, but Yun Guijun's next words made Ying curl her lips and thought to herself, "As expected."

Yun Guijun suddenly smiled brilliantly again, and the fan in his hand snapped up:

"But since Palace Master Wen has said so, I'd like to know your opinion about that Ye Shiyi..." Yun Guijun paused for a moment, "and the so-called Hei Lingyue."

"Since there is indeed evil energy leaking out of the Soul Locking Prison, then what happened to Hei Lingyue is most likely true."

Hearing this, Ying felt a little surprised. Wen Lian had clearly just arrived here, so how come he seemed to know what their previous conversation was about?

She turned her head and looked at Qu Ning beside her. There was still fluctuation of magic power on her body. It seemed that she used her spiritual sense to pass the message to Wen Lian.

"So that's how it is." Ying resolved her doubts and looked at Wen Lian again:

"As for Ye Shiyi, I can assure you that he will never be Ye Ping's puppet."

“Palace Master Wen, I must remind you of something,” Yun Guijun’s tone became serious, “Ye Ping is a hidden danger to the entire Fengyang City. There is no room for error in matters related to him. Otherwise, the entire Fengyang City, the entire gathering place, will be in an irreparable situation.”

"I know very well that everything I said was not out of personal feelings." Wen Lian said sincerely.

Yun Guijun held the fan, his expression seemed a little helpless. He quietly sent a voice transmission to Ying's divine consciousness and asked:

"Why do I feel like I did something wrong? I'm obviously doing this for the good of Fengyang City."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." Ying responded perfunctorily in her heart. She didn't think that Yun Guijun did anything wrong. As a superior and the ruler of Wanxian Pavilion, he naturally needed to consider all aspects and be responsible for everyone. It was just that from the perspective of Wenlan and Lingyue's friends, she was dissatisfied with Yun Guijun's attitude. After all, this guy's behavior always showed him the message that "there is something wrong with the people of Tianya Island, and we are your best allies."

This is probably the trouble of being welcomed. When she was in the Dust Song Pot in Teyvat, Ying often struggled with which "close friend" she should invite into her home.

"In that case, why not put this man in the Soul Locking Prison first." Yun Guijun sighed lightly and said slowly.

"Wait! Why?" Although Sang was shocked by the power of the immortals, his own life was at stake, so he shouted quickly.

"No matter what, you are or were an accomplice of the demon cultivators. How can I let you stay in the city with peace of mind?"

Yun Guijun finished speaking and breathed a sigh of relief:

"Okay, that's the decision for now. Is anyone hungry? It's dinner time here, why don't we eat before leaving?"

……

Everyone looked at each other, no one responded, and after a while, Wen Lian responded softly:

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Yun. However, I have some important matters to attend to, so I cannot stay for long. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay." Yun Guijun kept smiling. Seeing Wen Lian nodded to Qu Ning, the two of them planned to leave immediately.

Upon seeing this, Wen Lan quickly took two steps forward and reached out to grab Wen Lian's sleeve:

"Wait, Mom..." Wen Lan wanted to call Wen Lian. She had a lot more to say, but she couldn't say it when it came to her lips.

Wen Lian looked at Wen Lan with complicated eyes. After a moment of silence, she reached out and touched the other person's head:

"Congratulations on finally entering Fengyang City. Live a good life in the city from now on."

"I, I want to be with you..." Before Wen Lan could finish his words, Yun Guijun sighed and shook his head. He saw the magic power surging in Wen Lian's body, which actually blocked the words Wen Lan wanted to say.

"Sorry, take care of yourself." Wen Lian lowered her eyebrows and sighed softly, and her figure disappeared in the next second. It was not until then that Wen Lan was able to say the following words:

"……go home……"

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