Lord Mojun is almost pissed off every day

When Lord Demon Lord was not yet Demon Lord, or some time later, he was still Xie Yao.

Xie Yao is one of Chang'an's twin Bibis. His style name is Wenqing. He is the third son of the Xie family.

This is the outsider's impression of Xie Yao.

Xie Yao is actually very lonely.

As the eldest son of an aristocratic family, he is too outstanding, and he is surrounded by people who are watching him. Although Xie Yao doesn't understand the reason, he has a natural ability to perceive emotions.

Others think they're pretending to be good, but in Xie Yao's eyes, they just wrote "I'm a bad guy" on their faces.

When I was young, Uncle Xie brought a girl back, and said that he was in love with each other, and even had a secret knot, so he was waiting for worship.

When Xie Yao entered the room with trembling short legs after sword practice, his grandfather was arguing with his uncle.

The grandfather was very angry, threw everything down, and looked at the two people in front of him viciously: "A girl of unknown origin, I can't allow her to enter Xie's house!"

Uncle Xie is also a very rigid person, so he choked back immediately: "I married a wife, not you, why are you so anxious!"

Grandfather trembled with anger: "You, you...you are shameless?!"

Grandfather's poor language obviously couldn't compete with my uncle, and my uncle continued with a smile: "Didn't I learn this from you?"

The future aunt was whimpering on the side, and said miserably: "I'm sorry...Zhihe, I shouldn't have come here like this...I told your family to look down on me, so let's forget it...This child, just Let me keep it..."

The uncle quickly comforted: "Hey, let's live our way, don't worry about these people who talk nonsense."

The aunt nodded, and looked at everyone sadly: "I know you look down on me... But Zhihe and I really love each other... Please help us!"

The uncle moved and took the hand of the aunt.

The sluggish little Xie Yao tilted his head in a daze: "Sister, why are you lying?"

The uncle glared over, seeing the soft and sticky little Xie Yao changed his tone again: "Wen Qing, don't talk nonsense!"

Xie Yao was wronged: "???" He was obviously not talking nonsense.

The aunt came over to wipe away her tears, squatted down and looked at Xie Yao: "You are the little nephew, right? So cute... I like you very much, can you like me?"

Little Xie Yao: "???"

He didn't understand even more: "You obviously don't like me."

Xie Yao casually pushed his aunt away and tried to hold his hand, feeling his pulse inadvertently: "... Aunt, where is my little nephew?"

He was about to cry.

He is the youngest in this family, he thought he had a nephew to play with, but my aunt obviously doesn't have a little nephew!

Xie Yao felt even more wronged.

Everyone: "..."

Aunt: "..."

The grandfather smiled and asked his servants to hug Xie Yao, and asked in a low voice, "Wen Qing, what have you learned from Master recently?"

Xie Yao said obediently: "I have learned some Qihuang techniques, but I am not very proficient yet." But I can still get a pulse.

Uncle stood on the side in a daze.

I don't know what happened later, Xie Yao only knows that his grandfather sent someone to take him back that day, and then there was a mess.

The aunt who appeared inexplicably and the little nephew who disappeared inexplicably also disappeared.

Shen Huai who heard this gossip later: "...Hahaha, are you going to laugh me to death???"

Shen Huai is another one of the Chang'an Shuangbi, the son of the Shen family who is as famous as the Xie family.

Coincidentally, they are both the third sons, so they are also called the third sons of Chang'an, but there are actually two of them.

Shen Huai was pampered and grew up since he was a child. He wears everything he needs and eats the best food on weekdays.

As far as the Xie family paid attention to Xie Yao's words and deeds, the Shen family just kept Shen Huai in stock, fearing that he would be wronged.

Xie Yao first met Shen Huai when he was ten years old.

Although they all have the reputation of being smart, they haven't really met each other.

On the day of the ten-year-old Chang'an Lantern Festival, Xie Yao was rarely allowed to come out to watch the fun.

The Xie family paid great attention to Xie Yao's usual upbringing, and he was not allowed to read miscellaneous conversation books, he was not allowed to jump around, and he was not allowed to mix with people outside the aristocratic family.

Xie Yao has always traveled back and forth between the school and his home, and the farthest place he has been to is the suburbs.

Xie's family did not allow him to travel far, nor did he allow him to play with other people. He had never played games, never flown a kite, let alone watched the Lantern Festival.

This is his first time to see the Lantern Festival.

Xie Yao didn't like being followed, he quietly avoided some people, and then walked to a shop selling lanterns, he had never seen such bright and delicate things.

Xie Yao stretched out his hand cautiously, wanting to touch it, but his childhood education made him hesitate.

The lanterns were made into various shapes. Xie Yao fell in love with a lantern that looked like a bunny. He wanted to buy it, but he hesitated.

Parents will not let him take the lantern back, it's just playthings.

But he loves it so much.

Since it can't be taken back, it shouldn't matter if he secretly put it in the river, right?

Xie Yao stretched out his hand, carefully bought the lantern, then held the handle in a vague way, thinking about what he wanted to write on the lantern.

Suddenly, there was a crisp laugh in my ear: "Hey!"

Xie Yao shook his hand, and the lantern fell directly to the ground.

He blinked and looked at the person coming.

This person is dressed in a gorgeous goose-yellow robe. Although he is young, he already has the appearance of a celestial being. His frivolous peach eyes are filled with a clear and gentle smile: "Hey, Xie Yao? Do you want this?"

He picked up the lantern and stuffed it into Xie Yao's arms: "It's not broken, don't be angry!"

"……I'm not angry."

Xie Yao just didn't understand why Shen Huai recognized him at a glance, obviously Shen Huai had never seen him before.

The answer Shen Huai gave was very realistic: "They all said that Xie Yao, the third son of the Xie family, is very good-looking! I looked, and the only person on this street who can look better than me is you!"

Xie Yao: "..."

He wrinkled his face, wondering if he should tell Shen Huai that he didn't like being called good-looking, it sounded weird.

Secretly took a fan to touch Shen Huai who was wearing the Xie family's exclusive jade pendant on Xie Yao's waist: "..." I don't believe any idiot would believe this answer!

Xie Yao, who is very confident in his appearance: "..."

Lord Mojun was very unhappy.

Because he met people he didn't want to see.

Master Mojun held the spirit sword, poked it unhappily, and said sullenly: "You always cause trouble for me."

Lingjian shook his body innocently.

Lord Mojun stood in front of the attic, looking at someone who was wandering around with a candle lamp in the rain.

Downstairs are slender women holding all kinds of oil-paper umbrellas and playing in the rain scene arm in arm, and upstairs are handsome young men who are drunk, dreaming and toasting to celebrate.

Lord Mojun watched coldly, all eyes were on the person who was looking for him.

His so-called second brother.

Lingjian keenly sensed that the master was really not tall, and had some sympathy for the second young master.

After all, it is really scary for the master to be angry.

Second Young Master Xie was still foolishly holding the lamp, trying to find him.

Lord Mojun smiled, picked a grape casually, threw it from the window, and just hit Second Young Master Xie on the head.

Xie Ershao was obviously taken aback, touched his head, raised his head blankly, and met Lord Mojun's eyes.

Lord Mojun blinked at him.

Xie Ershao ran up angrily, and looked at Lord Mojun who was sitting in front of the window holding a jug of wine and drinking slowly with a trace of anger.

Lord Mojun knew that he couldn't escape, so he raised his glass: "Do you want a drink?"

Xie Ershao stared at him, as if he was afraid that he would run away, took a sip of the wine, and then looked at him carefully.

It has been almost 200 years since their separation.

Although the past 200 years can not be regarded as the vicissitudes of life, it is also a change in the world.

From this person who was lazily leaning against the window, it was hard for Er Shao Xie to see the shadow of Xie Yao who had to think carefully about every move back then.

He had tens of thousands of words to say, but he couldn't say them.

The two drank in silence for a while, Lord Mojun felt that it was almost done, and glanced at his waist: "Take out the sword."

"……what?"

Xie Ershao was still staring at his younger brother without turning his eyes, and was dumbfounded when he heard this sentence.

Lord Mojun looked at him lightly, without the slightest emotion in his eyes: "What's wrong? Didn't you come to kill me?"

"you!"

Xie Ershao looked at him sadly: "I hate you... and I really wanted to kill you. It was hard for us to let go of the hatred back then. I can't forgive what you did, but I also..."

Lord Mojun felt a little interesting: "But you can't do anything to me?"

He laughed even more happily, and mockery slowly emerged in his calm eyes: "What's wrong? Xie Nan, didn't Kunlun discipleship teach you to punish rape and eradicate evil? What are you pretending to be here with me?"

Xie Ershao had an ugly face. Although he was a disciple of an aristocratic family, he left angrily after the incident and went to Kunlun to study as a teacher. He learned the way of pure heart and asceticism, which is rarely said.

"You don't have to be like this... I also know what happened back then, it's hard to judge which is right and which is wrong..."

Lord Mojun looked at him incredulously, and asked seriously: "Are you sick?"

Back then when the Xie family abandoned him without hesitation, even when he fled back and refused to talk to him properly, when they pushed all the unclear things to him, Xie Nan didn't come out to argue a word.

Now that he has become an existence that the Central Plains cannot contend with, Xie Nan comes to tell him right and wrong?

Lord Mojun thinks that either he is crazy or Xie Nan is crazy.

No one wanted to talk to him back then, and now he won't talk to these people anymore.

Lord Mojun is such a caring person.