【Xiyao】Snow in Zhaocheng

Despite Lan Xichen's reassurance that nothing serious happened, Song Yao got up early the next day and went to the quiet room to look for Lan Wangji.

When Lan Wangji came to the cold room, Lan Xichen was sitting on the couch and adjusting his breath. He opened his eyes after hearing footsteps, and asked in surprise, "Why did Wang Ji come here?"

Lan Wangji frowned, his face was as cold as frost and snow, and asked in a deep voice, "Brother's spiritual power is out of control again?"

His expression was extremely cold, and his voice was also extremely cold, but Lan Xichen could see the anxiety in his eyes, glanced at Song Yao who was silently staring at him, Lan Xichen smiled helplessly: "It's really nothing, I just practiced sword yesterday When the momentum is a little bit harsh, it's just messing up the internal breath, and it's all just a moment of breath adjustment."

He looked at Song Yao again, there was a little tenderness and doting in his eyes and a little helplessness, but his heart was warm, and he sighed: "Ah Yao, I'm afraid I really scared him yesterday, so I came here to find you."

Lan Wangji said, "He cares about you."

Speaking of Song Yao, Lan Wangji's tone softened slightly for the first time, but he did not let go of his frowning brows. He looked straight at Lan Xichen, with a hint of condemnation in his tone, and said: " Every time something happens, you say it's okay."

Lan Xichen has always taken all things on his own shoulders, carrying them alone, no matter how painful or difficult he is, he will always put on an understatement and a warm smile.

But he never resorted to it, but it doesn't mean that those pains really don't exist.

Just like when Lan Xichen fled with Lan's collection of books, what happened along the way, except for Jin Guangyao who saved him once, so far, even Lan Wangji doesn't know.

Lan Xichen always likes to put everything lightly, because he doesn't want to make others worry. As for what he endured, it's another matter.

Therefore, Lan Wangji didn't believe Lan Xichen's words at all. If he hadn't discovered it in time, Lan Xichen's spiritual power would have exploded and died long ago in his current situation.

Lan Xichen felt helpless, the situation back then was indeed dangerous, so much so that Lan Wangji remembered it in his heart, and he still has it in his heart. He sighed, stretched out his wrist, and said, "If you are worried, check it out. It's my pulse."

Lan Wangji frowned and searched earnestly for a long time, making sure that there was really no serious problem. Then he relaxed his frown a little, looked up at Lan Xichen, and mentioned another matter: "The Lanling Jin Sect held a The date for the grand meeting is approaching, and my elder brother did not attend last year, so people are already gossiping."

Hearing the words, Lan Xichen couldn't help but look at Song Yao who was standing beside him, frowning in a slight frown, and said, "I will go this year."

Lan Wangji also followed Lan Xichen's gaze towards Song Yao, and asked in a deep voice, "If he attends, how will brother arrange for him?"

This is indeed a difficult task. Song Yao has just benefited from the journey of cultivation now, and the most important thing is when Lan Xichen is around to give advice, and the time limit for the grand meeting is at least ten days and a half months. If it is not Bringing Song Yao along would completely delay the results that she had worked so hard to achieve before, but if she brought him along, Song Yao's identity would be too sensitive.

Song Yao had an obedient face, as if she was completely dependent on Lan Xichen, but how could Lan Xichen not know his eagerness for cultivation.

After much deliberation, Lan Xichen decided to take Song Yao with him.

Three days before the grand talk, Lan Xichen took Song Yao and Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian to Lanling City together.

Lan Xichen was concerned that Song Yao was afraid of heights, so he flew low with his sword along the way, not only protecting Song Yao steadily, but also covering his eyes with his hands.

Wei WuXian nestled in Lan WangJi's arms, couldn't bear to look straight at him, and asked, "Ze Wu-jun, aren't you spoiling him a bit too much?"

Song Yao's head moved, and was patted lightly by Lan Xichen, who blocked her tightly again.

Lan Xichen didn't feel anything wrong at all, and replied softly, "Ayao is still young."

Wei Wuxian said that people who are blinded by emotions are very strange and unbelievable. He looked at Lan Xichen with a serious face, and said earnestly: "Zewu-jun, Hanguang-jun and I were 15 years old. Slaughtered Xuanwu."

Lan Xichen was startled, and suddenly said, "That's right."

The movement of the hand did not relax at all.

Wei Wuxian twitched his eyebrows, turned his head decisively, buried his face in Lan Wangji's chest, closed his eyes and went to rest.

Lan Wangji's expression was cold, and he stood still, a very faint smile flashed in his eyes, he held Wei Wuxian's arm tightly, and went to concentrate on controlling the sword.

When the four of them arrived at the Lanling Jin Sect, Jin Ling had already greeted them early.

Since Jin Guangyao's death, the Lanling Jin Sect has not been as good as before. Thanks to the support of the Gusu Lan Sect and Yunmeng Jiang Sect, and the fact that the Lanling Jin Sect has a strong foundation, Jin Ling is also competitive The temperament of admitting defeat, so as not to be bullied by others, has gradually revived in recent years.

In the early years, Jin Ling alone could not hold back the offshoots of the Lanling Jin Clan. Lan Xichen and Jiang Cheng, as the suzerains of the Lan and Jiang Clans, would always arrive in Lanling ahead of time for every symposium. Jin Ling supported the scene. Although Jin Ling no longer needs the support of others these years, Lan Xichen and others are still used to arriving a few days early to check the preparations with Jin Ling.

Today's Jin Ling is no longer the stubborn and proud young man he used to be, the greenness between his brows and eyes has faded, and his demeanor is much more mature, but in front of his uncle Jiang Cheng and Wei Wuxian, he still looks like a child who can't grow up.

He had always been obedient in front of Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, and greeted them respectfully, but when it was Wei Wuxian's turn, he was reluctant to get up and just greeted awkwardly.

Wei Wuxian stared, and said, "Little Sect Master Jin, you are treating me differently."

Jin Ling pretended not to hear, turned his head to Song Yao, and asked, "Who is this young master?"

Lan Xichen said softly, "He's Song Yao, and he will be by my side during this symposium. You don't need to make any arrangements, just eat and live with me."

Jin Ling nodded to show his understanding, and then led the four of them up to the Jinlin Terrace. Both sides of the long slope road leading to the Jinlin Terrace were covered with colorful paintings and reliefs, all of which described the lives of the heads of the Jin family and celebrities in the past. Deeds, Song Yao looked around, and saw that the reliefs were exquisite and lifelike, but halfway through the walk, they suddenly saw that the reliefs in front of them were suddenly interrupted, and the positions of the entire four paintings were blank.

Song Yao couldn't help but stop, wondering: "Why is this place blank?"

Several people paused when they heard the words, and after a long silence, Jin Ling said in a deep voice, "There should be a portrait of a person here."

"The former Jin Sovereign, Jin Guangyao, my uncle."

When he said this, his tone was heavy, and his expression was indescribably complicated. The word "Uncle" seemed to come out of his mouth after a few twists and turns, and there was a little undetectable tremor at the end.

After saying this, Jin Ling pursed his upper lip and said no more. Song Yao vaguely understood that she had accidentally touched a taboo, silently lowered her head, stood beside Lan Xichen and stopped talking.

As soon as she reached Lan Xichen's side, Song Yao was held by Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen held her tightly, but her fingertips felt slightly cool.

The few people walked silently along the road, and Jin Ling took them to the residence that had been prepared long ago. After the few people settled down, Jin Ling and Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji discussed the preparations for the symposium. Wei Wuxian While cracking melon seeds, she would interject a few words from time to time, listening with gusto, Song Yao had nothing to do, so she got permission, and went around the yard.

The snow wave of Venus outside the courtyard was blooming just right, Song Yao picked one off, and dew rolled down from the petals, slipped into his sleeves along his fingertips, exuding a piece of coolness, Song Yao looked at the snow wave of Venus, and a feeling rose in her heart. An inexplicable kindness.

He put Jin Xingxuelang in his sleeve, and was about to move forward, when he heard a dog barking, Song Yao turned around in astonishment, and was hugged by a big dog.

Song Yao was staggered, and before she recovered, her face was licked with saliva, and then the dog grabbed him by the corner of his clothes and dragged him in the opposite direction desperately, as if Want to take him somewhere.

Song Yao reluctantly followed it, but was brought back to the yard where he came out.

Song Yao was dragged in front of Jin Ling with the hem of her clothes in her mouth. Seeing this person and dog appearing here in this shape, Jin Ling couldn't help calling out in surprise, "Fairy?"

Almost as soon as the words were finished, Wei Wuxian yelped, climbed up to Lan Wangji's shoulder with lightning speed, and said in a trembling voice, "Lan... Lan Zhan, dog..."

Jin Ling glanced at him with some distaste, and was about to say something, but the fairy seemed to be dissatisfied with being ignored, and pulled Song Yao forward again, and couldn't stop pushing Song Yao towards Jin Ling. .

Jin Ling asked in confusion, "Fairy, what's wrong with you?"

He didn't know what to do, but Lan Xichen's heart moved, and the color of his eyes changed slightly.

The fairy has recognized the master.

The fairy arched for a long time, seeing that Jin Ling didn't respond, she barked anxiously, and circled Song Yao non-stop.

Although it has spirituality, it can't speak human words after all. Jin Ling looked at it in confusion for a while, then turned to Song Yao, and seemed to understand something, and suddenly said: "It seems that the fairy and you are very close."

The fairy whimpered angrily when she heard the words, turned around and rushed out of the yard.

Jin Ling asked in a daze, "...What's wrong with Fairy today?"

I always feel that the fairy rolled her eyes at him just now...

Lan Xichen coughed lightly and said, "Perhaps I think Ayao is kind."

Jin Ling nodded in bewilderment, and Wei Wuxian over there was sure that the fairy had really run away, and jumped off Lan Wangji with vigor and vitality, asking, "A Ling, why isn't your uncle here?"

In the past, whenever Wei WuXian and Jiang Cheng were present at the same time, Jiang Cheng would have to come over and ridicule him, but today they have been here for so long and Jiang Cheng didn't come, that means he is gone.

Jin Ling said: "I have something to do at the last minute, so I went back to Yunmeng, and I will be back on the day of the symposium."

Wei Wuxian let out a groan, and Jin Ling said again: "I said, can you two pinch each other as soon as you meet? Think about it when you don't see each other, and run on each other when you meet. Is it interesting?—Hiss, why did you hit me again? ?!"

Wei Wuxian asked, "How do you talk?"

Jin Ling covered his head and took a few steps back, his mature and steady expression cracked, and he said angrily, "What did I say?!"

Wei Wuxian said solemnly: "I said 800 years ago that I was only interested in men like Hanguang-jun. What do you mean thinking about your uncle? After hearing this, Hanguang-jun will also beat you."

Jin Ling choked, glared at Wei Wuxian viciously, and was about to leave, but Wei Wuxian grabbed him back.

Wei Wuxian said, "We haven't finished talking about the business, why should we go? Sit down and sit down."

Jin Ling snorted coldly, and sat down unwillingly, but the episode of the Fairy just now was just so lightly uncovered, without causing any waves.

Lan Xichen pulled over Song Yao who had just been attacked by the fairy, and was still a little dazed at this moment. Seeing that he was rubbed with dog hair and his forehead was a little crooked, a smile flashed in his eyes.

Lan Xichen straightened Song Yao's forehead and asked, "Are you scared?"

Song Yao shook her head, looked down at her messy clothes, and said embarrassingly, "Mr. Zewu, I'm going to change clothes now."

The Gusu Lan family always paid the most attention to their appearance, and with his current appearance, it was really hard for Lan Xichen to still smile at him.

So Song Yao hurriedly went to the inner room to change clothes, and Lan Xichen continued to seriously discuss matters of the meeting with Lan Wangji and Jin Ling.

This was mostly the case in the next few days, and the time for the Lanling Jin Clan's grand meeting was approaching in an instant.

The author has something to say: the update can be said to be very slow... because the author of the three parties is really very, very busy for three times, so the little cuties are chasing after the article, or read it after fattening up, please don't beat the author QwQ