【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

The words Lan Xichen chose for Jin Guangyao were simple and straightforward, without any beautiful vocabulary, nor any profound allusions, only two simple words——

"...Yuan."

Jin Guangyao read it softly, as if he wanted to chew these two words carefully between his lips and teeth, each word was bitten slowly and clearly, and his eyes were blurred for a moment.

Lan Xichen was holding a white jade tiara to tie his hair, and said with a smile, "I've thought about it for a long time, most of the words used by people in the world contain expectations for those who have won the crown, exhortations or admonitions are what the elders do to the younger generations. things."

He tied Jin Guangyao's hair into a bun, gently fixed the crown on it, turned to Jin Guangyao, leaned slightly, with a smile on his lips, but serious eyes.

He said: "Since I can't be regarded as an elder, I can't use these things. Picking up characters for you today is a promise."

Yu'an, Yu'an, means giving you peace.

Jin Guangyao was speechless for a moment, but perhaps because of this short period of inability to speak, the thing that had been suppressed in his heart was like a snow mountain that was about to collapse, and it could be smashed away in an instant.

For a moment, Jin Guangyao almost had the urge to rush up to hug and kiss Lan Xichen.

They are all men, facing the serious and unconscious teasing of the person they like, I can't hold back personally, Jin Guangyao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thinking, but he still didn't move.

——Lan Qiren's staring eyes, as if covered with ice, had already searched him several times.

It hurts to say that Lan Qiren, an old man, has been pissed off by his two nephews and Wei Wuxian for half his life, and he finally found a well-behaved, obedient, filial and intelligent disciple, so that he can find some fun in caring for his life. Identity smashed into a dizzy state.

The old man almost passed over on the spot, and he hadn't seen him since Jin Guangyao came back. Jin Guangyao once tried to come to the door to plead guilty, from dawn to sunset, Lan Qiren didn't even show his face.

This is also thanks to the fact that Lan Qiren's temper has been tempered by Wei Wuxian over the years. If it were in the past, Jin Guangyao would have to be whipped and served as soon as he came back, and then he would be swept out of the house.

Jin Guangyao originally thought that Lan Qiren would probably never recognize him again, but he didn't expect that Lan Xichen used some trick to invite Lan Qiren to be the official guest on the day of the crown ceremony.

Lan Qiren snorted coldly, and when he looked at Jin Guangyao, he was still annoyed, clearly disgusted and unwilling, but he still followed the entire process of the crowning ceremony.

The etiquette of the Gusu Lan clan has always been extremely strict, and the etiquette for a formal occasion like the Crown Ceremony is naturally very cumbersome, and it takes several hours to complete a set of procedures, but Lan Qiren seems not to be tired, staring at Jin Guangyao Every move he made seemed to be hoping that he would make a mistake so that he could find a reason to find out.

However, Jin Guangyao, as long as he thought about it, no matter how complicated and cumbersome the etiquette was, he could do it impeccably, so that no one could find a single fault from head to toe, which made Lan Qiren extremely bored.

After the coronation ceremony, Jin Guangyao went to offer tea to Lan Qiren.

Lan Qiren glanced at him angrily, then turned his head to treat him as a transparent person.

Jin Guangyao didn't feel embarrassed either, the smile on his face not only didn't disappear, but it became more serious, he said, "Thank you sir for condescending to come here today, my disciple respects you."

"Who is your husband?" Lan Qiren glanced at him coldly, and said, "Don't talk glibly with me here."

"Mister taught me a lot." Jin Guangyao smiled slightly, his voice was three-pointed and seven-pointed sincere, and he said softly: "I know that the past is difficult for Master, but I have never had a good teacher since I was a child. I can only explore everything by myself, and what I long for the most is to have someone like a gentleman who can teach me, no matter what the gentleman thinks, I recognize you as the gentleman."

Lan Qiren paused for a moment, Jin Guangyao was eloquent, he could say [-] out of [-] points, whenever he wanted to reconcile with others, there was always a time when he couldn't do it, what he said was true and sincere, even Lan Qiren was as cold as an ice sculpture His hard expression softened a little, his expression relaxed, and he snorted coldly under everyone's gaze, but he still took the tea from Jin Guangyao's hand.

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded, his eyes on Lan Wangji seemed to be filled with words: Is this okay?

He has always been used to Lan Qiren's frowning, and he has always only had the ability to annoy people. For so many years, Lan Qiren always broke up with Lan Qiren when he was so angry. He never thought of him The old man is actually a master who can be coaxed well with a few nasty words.

Wei Wuxian reflected on himself deeply, and felt that it would be difficult for him to speak well like Jin Guangyao.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he threw it out of the blue. Jin Guangyao's coronation ceremony lasted too long. Jin Guangyao and Lan Xichen didn't feel bored singing together, but he felt bored while watching Don't worry, seeing Jin Guangyao starting to serve tea at this time, he pulled Lan Wangji and prepared to run away.

The so-called ceremony, only those who really want to use it to commemorate something, find it meaningful and interesting.

For example, Lan Xichen, or Jin Guangyao.

After toasting tea to Lan Qiren, Jin Guangyao offered tea to all the elders of the Lan clan again. The etiquette was thoughtful and comprehensive. Some of the elders of the Lan clan had vaguely heard the recent gossip, but in this situation, they couldn't do it anymore. Say more.

After Jin Guangyao had done all the things in a courteous and dignified manner, and returned to the cold room with Lan Xichen, not only did the impulse when he heard Lan Xichen's words at the crowning ceremony not pass away, but in his perfect performance After being suppressed, he couldn't wait to come out.

Jin Guangyao's thoughts turned, he closed the door, looked at Lan Xichen and said, "Thank you Zewu-jun for today."

Lan Xichen frowned. The word Ze Wujun was already unfamiliar to him. For some reason, the tone and tone of Jin Guangyao's mouth in this situation made him feel awkward.

He thought for a while, then said: "The title Zewu-jun sounds unfamiliar, I see Mr. Wei always calls Wangji Lan Zhan, A Yao, you will be like this from now on, how about calling me Lan Huan?"

Jin Guangyao twitched the corners of his lips, as if he was about to laugh, but he didn't. He said softly, "Wei Ying and Mr. Lan Er are Taoist couples, so we can call them by their first names, but Mr. Zewu, what are we? What about the relationship?"

Lan Xichen was startled, and felt speechless for a moment.

Lan Wangji asked a similar question before, but the situation with Nie Huaisang was urgent at that time, and Lan Xichen had no time to think about it, so he just blurted it out afterwards, and Jin Guangyao mentioned it again at this time. These past few days, Lan Xichen finally noticed the subtle change in the atmosphere between the two of them, and he couldn't help thinking about this issue carefully.

Who is Jin Guangyao to him?Needless to say, Jin Guangyao's weight in Lan Xichen's heart, but what does this weight represent?Is it a relative?Is it a friend?Or junior?

Lan Xichen shook his head, always feeling that something was missing.

However, before he could figure out why, Jin Guangyao interrupted him first. Lan Xichen raised his eyes and saw that Jin Guangyao had filled a teacup at some point, and said, "Let's not mention that, today Zewu Jun Ken crowned me, and I haven’t thanked you enough yet, so I offer you a toast.”

Lan Xichen didn't know what he was planning, so he took the cup in a distraught manner, and drank it in one gulp, without even noticing that the cup was not tea, but wine.

By the time he realized what was wrong, he had uncontrollably bumped his head against the door frame.

Lan Xichen rubbed his blushing forehead, staring resentfully at the culprit who hit his forehead, but Jin Guangyao grabbed his forehead wiping belt, forcing Lan Xichen to lower his head and kiss him recklessly. up.

The light and elegant sandalwood rushed towards his face, Lan Xichen seemed to be still for a moment, Jin Guangyao closed his eyes, and sighed softly.

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