The Song of Chen Qingling will never end

Lan Wangji personally invited Wei Wuxian to go back to Yunshen, which made Wei Wuxian very happy, but he didn't want to show it, so he had to spend too much energy playing tricks on Lan Wangji on the road, riding on a donkey, weaving rabbits and bamboo dragonflies After compiling it, I hung it on Lan Wangji's fuselage. When I saw the loquat tree, I rushed up to pick a lot of them. I also encouraged Lan Wangji to use Bichen to lay down a lot of loquats. I picked up two baskets before I was willing to leave.

After eating the loquats, Yunshen also arrived. Wei Wuxian loves and hates this fairyland-like place. He rubbed his nose and thought: Three, no, do we still need to read the more than 4000 house rules?What if Lan Wangji was embarrassed by accidentally breaking the ban?

Lan Wangji handed the little apple to his disciples, and took Wei Ying directly to his mother's residence. Wei Ying was about to ask in confusion, when Lan Wangji tore off his forehead and tied the other end to Wei Wuxian's wrist , Wei Wuxian exclaimed in surprise: "Lan Zhan?!" Lan Wangji knelt down on his knees with a thud, and even Wei Wuxian knelt down, and he kowtowed to the door three times solemnly, Wei Wuxian didn't know why he Doing so, but following suit.

Wei Wuxian seemed to see joy in Lan Wangji's eyes, and looked carefully at the upward marks on the corners of his mouth, "Oh, Lan Zhan, you are smiling, are you smiling, Lan Zhan!"

Lan Wangji glanced at him and pulled Wei Wuxian to stand up. A heavy snort came from down the corridor. The two looked at Lan Qiren and Lan Xichen standing in the corridor looking at them. Naturally, Lan Qiren was bragging. Beard stared, Lan Xichen nodded and smiled at Wei Wuxian, "Young Master Wei, long time no see."

Lan Wangji took Wei Wuxian's hand as he bowed, "Uncle, brother."

Wei Wuxian stiffened his body and bowed: "Lan...Old senior Lan, Mr. Zewu, long time no see."

Lan Qiren's eyes were on his wrists, his forehead was on his wrists, and he clenched his fists tightly, as if he was holding back a lot of anger but couldn't let it out, he shouted sharply: "Ridiculous!" After saying that, he waved his sleeves and left.

Obviously Lan Qiren was so angry that he left, but Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji didn't look nervous at all, they both laughed anyway, Wei Wuxian said in a low voice, "Lan Zhan, is your uncle okay?"

Lan Xichen said, "Young Master Wei, don't worry, uncle is fine."

Just now Lan Xichen was standing on the porch and didn't pay much attention. Now that he got closer, he realized that he was much thinner. He had a smile on his face but there was always a trace of melancholy in his eyes. Wei Wuxian had heard of it when he traveled around in the past two years. Lan Xichen, the patriarch of the Lan family, seems to have been in seclusion. Lan Wangji not only has to deal with the trivial matters of the immortal sect, but also the important affairs of the Gusu Lan family. come out.

wipe forehead!

Only then did Wei WuXian realize that in the Gusu Lan family's family rules, there is a rule not to wipe the forehead indiscriminately. It is only him and Lan Zhan in private, and he can play tricks on Lan Zhan in any way, but now that Lan Xichen is here, he is afraid that he will blame Lan Zhan. Zhan, and Lan Qiren, I'm afraid they will punish Lan Zhan for copying the house rules tomorrow.

Lan Xichen saw Wei Wuxian's panic and smiled, "Don't be nervous, I don't think uncle will blame Wangji."

Wei Wuxian smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zewu."

Lan Xichen glanced at Lan Wangji and said, "Young Master Wei and Wangji can call my elder brother."

"Oh ah?!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"No, no...brother..."

"Then Mr. Wei should change his words when he meets his uncle tomorrow, so that his uncle won't get angry and forget the opportunity."

Wei Wuxian scratched his head and muttered, "He will only get angry if I change my words, maybe he will throw me and Lan Zhan into the library to copy books for a year."

"Hehe, I won't bother you anymore, this is..."

Wei Wuxian smelled the familiar aroma of wine and rushed, "Emperor laughs!"

Lan Xichen handed the Tianzixiao to Wei Wuxian and said with a smile, "Young Master Wei has a good nose."

Wei Wuxian embraced him hurriedly and said, "The emperor of Gusu will never forget his smile, ah, brother, don't always call me Mr. Wei, just call me Axian."

"Okay, Axian."

The gentle man's voice evokes Wei Wuxian's memory from decades ago. Uncle Jiang's figure overlapped with Lan Xichen's. It's been a long time since anyone called him that. "Ah Xian, we are going home."

"Jiang...brother."

After returning to the quiet room, Wei Wuxian faintly felt that something was wrong, because Lan Wangji poured two glasses of Tianzixiao, and Wei Wuxian did not forget what Lan Wangji did after he was drunk. Well, it would be terrible if the blue family saw him drunk.

Wei Wuxian immediately snatched the wine glass from his hand and said, "I'll just drink it."

Lan Wangji turned to pick up his wine glass and said, "Together."

Wei Wuxian smiled and said, "Lan Zhan, why are you so happy today?"

Lan Wangji smiled at him, his light-colored pupils filled Wei Wuxian's figure, Wei Wuxian's heart palpitated when he saw him, when he hooked his arm with the wine glass, an unbelievable thought flashed in his mind. What do you think, this, does this posture look like you are about to drink a cup of wine?

"Lan Zhan, you are..."

"Married, with you."

Wei Wuxian was so shocked that he almost dropped his wine glass. Lan Wangji knew that he would be offended if he made his own decisions without telling him in advance. Even Wei Wuxian might not have the same affection for him. Even so, Lan Wangji was still desperate. It was done, if it was said that it was just the love hidden in the bottom of my heart before that, but because of those few lotus pods, those feelings were poured out, and Lan Wangji had the idea of ​​getting married.

"I will regard you as my wife, and I will respect and love you for the rest of my life." After Lan Wangji finished speaking, he was still a little uneasy, holding the wine glass slightly harder, but he didn't escape Wei Wuxian's eyes, "Do you wish? "

"Senior sister, why does one person like another person? I'm talking about that kind of liking."

"Does Ah Xian have someone he likes?"

The question 16 years ago can now be answered. The person in front of him is the most special and caring existence in his life. If he still cares about how a person thinks of himself, it must be Lan Zhan, the angry Lan Zhan, the helpless Lan Zhan Zhan, the gentle Lan Zhan, the Lan Zhan who dotes on him, and the Lan Zhan who admonishes him, are all for him to see alone.

"I would."

Lan Wangji clenched Wei Wuxian's hands tightly and said in surprise, "Really?"

Wei Wuxian glanced at him shyly and pursed his lips, "Don't you want to drink a cup of wine?"

This cup of Tianzixiao is the best Tianzixiao that Wei Wuxian has ever had. The two of them both sat there in embarrassment after drinking the glass of wine. On the wedding night in the bridal chamber, I remembered that he replaced the erotic pictures with the Buddhist scriptures that Lan Zhan usually read. Lan Zhan must not have read them carefully at the time, and he certainly would not read them later. He is so old-fashioned...how can I know...

"Oh!... Lan Zhan!"

In the middle of the night, a heavy snowfall fell somewhere in the depths of the clouds, and the air became abnormally cold, but the temperature in the quiet room only increased. The two people on the couch were sweating profusely, and the sweat mixed with it stuck to their skin. After a short rest, Wei Wuxian was embraced into a warm embrace, "...Tired..."

"Oh, good, rest."

After Lan Wangji coaxed the exhausted Wei Wuxian to sleep, he got up to fetch water to take a bath, and when he finished cleaning up, he lay back on the couch. Ji looked at the person in his arms carefully, and there was undisguised tenderness and preference in his eyes.

At first sight, the young man is full of vigor and heroism.

Falling in love, this person was identified by the Wuming song at the bottom of the Xuanwu Cave.

Regret, Bu Yetian did not stand with him, failed to share the burden with him.

Reunion, I don't want him to have any unhappy time, as long as he wants to do it, I will accompany him.

Fortunately... Fortunately, Wei Ying, you are back.

Gently kissing Wei Wuxian's forehead and hair, Lan Wangji sighed contentedly, "Wei Ying, I love you."