When Wei Wuxian traveled back in time

After so many guesses, he still couldn't guess any of them. He prayed, "What is the gift? I have guessed everything I can guess. What else can I guess?"

Mo Xuanyu took back the flute that was across Qiyuan's neck and said bluntly, "Rouge."

"Rouge?" This time it was Qiyuan's turn to be speechless. According to the normal way of thinking, how could a man give rouge to another man?

But if you think about the fact that the person who gave this thing was Wei Wuxian, then it's not impossible.

However, from the way Wei Wuxian looked at Mo Xuanyu, it seemed that he really liked this thing.

Qiyuan imitated Mo Xuanyu's tone and said, "I have to say, your taste is really fresh and unconventional."

Mo Xuanyu's face stands out in the crowd, with relaxed brows, bright eyes, and slightly curved lips. Although he has a delicate appearance, he is not feminine at all. He looks no different from an ordinary man, but you really can't tell that he would like girls' things.

Mo Xuanyu asked: "Why, do you look down on me?"

Qiyuan said: "No, my words 'fresh and refined' are not meant to be praise or criticism. Everyone has their own hobbies. Everyone is different, and the world needs such differences."

Mo Xuanyu put the purple bamboo flute on his back. The faint smile on his face did not fade, and even tended to deepen.

Mo Xuanyu said: "Indeed, it's just a hobby."

"I really enjoy the makeup process. I treat a person's face as a perfect work of art and polish it bit by bit. It's a very fulfilling experience after I finish it."

Qiyuan kept nodding his head.

Mo Xuanyu said: "Since I have seen through your disguise, why don't you show your true face?"

Qiyuan, who was nodding, suddenly stopped and said, "That's not necessary. We just met by chance. I was just helping Wei Ying look after the younger ones. We probably won't have the chance to meet again in the future."

Mo Xuanyu asked: "Wei Ying?"

Sure enough, calling someone by their name alone can easily attract other people's attention.

Qiyuan moved his shoulders, stretched, and rolled his eyes. It was a normal movement, but for some reason it carried a sense of sneakiness. After he was exposed, he no longer tried to disguise himself.

In response to Mo Xuanyu's question, Qiyuan asked naturally, "What's wrong?"

Mo Xuanyu said: "Nothing."

Qiyuan smiled cheerfully: "It's normal for you not to tell Sizhui and the others. I'm just here to help you. I haven't done anything else. I'll just send you back to Wei Ying tomorrow."

"But I'm curious about how you found out. I don't think there were any flaws in my disguise."

Mo Xuanyu looked at him in silence for a while, and said, "Senior Wei will not stare at my face in a trance."

Prayer: "..."

At that time, when Qiyuan and Wei Wuxian finished their conversation and left the Pear Garden and rushed here, everyone in the fog here was basically affected by the pollen emitted by the flower demon plant.

Qiyuan was shrouded in the foggy atmosphere at that time, and the first person he found was Mo Xuanyu. However, because he wanted to wake him up, in addition to relying on the person's own will to escape, the second way was to let someone familiar to this person call him from outside, shouting his name.

It was also the first time that Qiyuan met Mo Xuanyu in person. Even though he knew that this person was Mo Xuanyu, Mo Xuanyu did not know him. It was useless for him to shout his name outside. It was not just Mo Xuanyu's name that was useless, the same was true for him, Lan Jingyi, Wen Yuan and the others.

Therefore, the only way to pray is to enter the dream of the person concerned.

The foggy dream created by the flower demon plant is not difficult to decipher, and its impact on practitioners is naturally not as profound as that on ordinary people.

Just like the strange dream Wen Yuan had, even if Qiyuan didn't call him, Wen Yuan would be able to react on his own later, it was just a matter of time.

When praying to enter Mo Xuanyu's dream, Mo Xuanyu's dream is in Jinlintai.

There are a large number of people coming and going in Jinlintai.

Through conversations with passers-by on the street, Qiyuan learned that today was Jin Ling’s tenth birthday.

Jinlintai has always been like this. Even for a little kid like Jin Ling, the birthday would be celebrated in a grand and extravagant way.

Qiyuan was thinking about the scenes in Mo Xuanyu's dream. He wanted to find Mo Xuanyu himself, but he first saw Wei Wuxian and others in the dream playing with the ten-year-old Jin Ling.

Jiang Cheng picked up Jin Ling and threw him up. He took off, fell, took off, and fell...

Suddenly, when Jiang Cheng was falling, his hand deviated, and when he caught the person, he was hit in the face by something hanging on Jin Ling's waist. Jiang Cheng immediately let out an "owl", and held Jin Ling up to look at the thing hanging on his waist.

It was a silver bell, the one Wei Wuxian had given to Jin Ling when he was one month old.

After realizing this thing, Jiang Cheng put Jin Ling back on the ground and began to check Jin Ling's hands. He found that Jin Ling was not wearing the pair of jade bracelets he had given him.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt unbalanced. He asked Jiang Yanli where the pair of bracelets were, whether they were broken or lost, and why she didn't bring them with her.

Jiang Yanli replied that Jin Ling had probably stopped wearing the bracelet when he was nine years old.

So after Jin Ling took off the bracelet, Jiang Yanli put it away in a box.

Jiang Yanli went back to her room to get it. Jiang Cheng put Jin Ling in his arms and followed behind. He rubbed Jin Ling's head as he walked and asked, "Why didn't you bring it?"

Jin Ling, who was being held, looked up at the person and said, "I don't want to take it with me."

Jiang Cheng: "Why not?"

Jin Ling said: "Wearing a bracelet makes me look like a girl, I don't like it."

Jiang Cheng asked: "Who told you that you look like a girl?"

Jin Ling said: "Everyone else says so."

Jiang Cheng asked: "Who are the others?"

Jin Ling struggled to get off Jiang Cheng's arms, but Jiang Cheng held him tighter.

At this time, Jiang Yanli had already taken out the bracelet again, and then a servant came to call her, and Jiang Yanli left first.

The only ones left in the yard were Jin Ling, Jiang Cheng, and Wei Wuxian who was just watching the fun without saying a word.