It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"I'll leave this ointment here. Use it once a day for external application or internal consumption. Remember not to use too much."

He raised his hand and waved, and the girl behind him came closer.

"This is a descendant of our clan, named Mu Yu. If the fairy needs anything in the next few days, you can ask her to do it."

"Thank you very much. I'll trouble you, Miss Mu Yu."

Mu Yu hurriedly said that it was his duty.

After giving the instructions, Mu Xiao stood up and said goodbye.

"Master," Lan Qingya called him, "Do you know a man named Mu Youzhi?"

Mu Xiao was puzzled: "There is a disciple in our clan named Mu Youzhi, but he has never been out of Youqing Valley. How can the fairy recognize him?"

Lan Qingya could only describe his appearance: "This person has black curly hair, extremely fair skin, and a pair of lavender eyes."

Mu Xiao shook his head: "That is definitely not Mu Youzhi from our clan."

"There is a tree on the mountain and a branch on the tree. Are there many people with this name?"

When Mu Xiao heard her recite this poem, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Fairy, you may not know that our family's surname is Mu, which means admiration and love, not Mu, which means wood."

Lan Qingya suddenly realized: "Then he must not be a member of the Lovebirds. I was wrong."

Lan Qingya felt a little embarrassed when she saw what had happened.

Mu Xiao didn't care, he stood up and said goodbye and left.

"Fairy, what do you want me to do?" Mu Yu came forward and asked.

The Lovebirds are a tribe of talented and intelligent people, and their children are all born with a certain otherworldly charm.

The girl in front of me is very pleasing to the eye.

Tu Shanwei was out of danger, and Lan Qingya felt better: "It's not necessary. I have two friends who can help me. Go and have fun as you like, and just tell me where I can find you."

Mu Yu quickly shook his head: "I will stay here with the fairy."

Lan Qingya saw that she was gentle and lovely, and wanted her to relieve her boredom here, so she didn't insist.

Bai Ze took the tonic, but still there was no movement.

Lan Qingya has become suspicious.

This little guy is a divine beast, his development shouldn't be so slow.

Yang Zhan used his tribe's summoning technique to call over a group of puppies and asked them to deliver a message to the Tengu tribe and the Tushan clan, informing them that the Green Snake had been exterminated.

Lan Qingya specifically told him not to talk about Tu Shanwei's injury first, as Tu Shanming, who was thousands of miles away, could not help and would only add to his worries.

Yang Zhan asked her how to say it. Lan Qingya thought for a moment and said, "Just tell the truth."

All the family heads are experienced. To be honest, they naturally understand how to deal with this matter.

"Also, tell Patriarch Tushan that my identity has been revealed."

That day, Tushan Ming found Bifang, Xuangui and the leader of the peacock tribe.

In other words, some of the divine beast leaders he called that day had already defected.

If it weren't for the insider who informed them, how could the Green Snake Clan have ambushed them so accurately?

Yang Zhan nodded in response and quickly used summoning magic to call over a group of tribesmen. They took the message and dispersed.

The Yang family has this summoning technique, which can transmit news to every city in the demon world on the same day. It is very convenient and fast.

Yang Zhan had a youthful heart and quickly became friends with the younger generation of the Lovebirds in Youqing Valley and had a lot of fun every day.

Lan Qingya often couldn't find him for several days and could only helplessly follow him.

With Mu Yu's help, Lan Qingya let Ying Zhao and Fu Feng go to rest.

They insisted on not doing so, and instead of the two of them staying here day and night, they each took turns to accompany Lan Qingya and take care of Tu Shanwei.

At night, they all went back to rest, only Lan Qingya insisted on staying here with them.

This went on for eight or nine days.

She saw that his complexion gradually improved and his breathing became normal, but he never woke up.

Late at night that day, brilliant fireworks were suddenly set off outside.

Lan Qingya turned around and suddenly realized that today seemed to be the New Year's Day.

She held Tu Shanwei's slightly cold hand, leaned gently against the head of the bed, and whispered in his ear in a soft and calm voice.

"Happy New Year, little fox."

"Wake up soon."

"I'm Qingqing, I'm waiting for you."

"Look, the fireworks outside are beautiful. If you can't see them, you'll have to wait until next year."

"Do you still want me to take a closer look for you? Don't be lazy. You can't just stay here after blocking the snake venom for me. We still have to hurry."

"Little fox, do you have any new yuan wishes?"

“This year I suddenly realized that the most precious thing in the world is not what you can’t get or what you have lost, but to grasp the happiness in front of you.”

"You've been pestering me for a long time, and I still can't make up my mind. In fact, I just don't want others to say that I'm disrespectful to my elders."

"You think I'm ridiculous? I always unconsciously fall into the rules and regulations I set."

"In fact, people live in the world and follow their hearts. Why should we restrict ourselves?"

"It wasn't until you got hurt like this this time that I realized how ridiculous my previous push, rejection and tug were."

"We should seize the day."

"Xiao Wei..." She said, with light tears in the corners of her eyes sliding down her cheeks and onto his hands, "It's time to wake up."

Outside the house, there were lively and brilliant fireworks.

Inside the room, Lan Qingya was crying quietly.

Until her light tears wet the entire back of his hand, Lan Qingya suddenly heard a slightly hoarse and weak voice coming from above his head.

"Qingqing..."

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at him.

Tu Shanwei was looking at her with an unprecedented tenderness.

Lan Qingya was surprised: "You woke up?"

Tu Shanwei's ferocious face revealed an obscure smile: "In my dream... I heard you crying and calling me..."

"Although I'm still very sleepy and tired, what should I do...Your crying makes me feel so sad that I can only wake up...to comfort you..."

Lan Qingya's eyes turned red again: "How do you feel?"

Tu Shanwei raised his weak hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "The wound is a little itchy, it's okay, I can bear it."

She stood up excitedly and was about to go out: "I'll go call Mu Yu and ask her to report to Patriarch Mu Xiao."

Tu Shanwei grabbed his wrist, pulling the wound, and he hissed softly.

Lan Qingya stopped immediately, bent down to support him, and asked him to lie back down: "You can't make any big movements, just lie down obediently."

Tu Shanwei pulled out a faint smile from the corner of his lips: "Sister, are you feeling sorry for me?"

"Well, I feel bad."

Tu Shanwei was stunned. She had never responded to him so clearly before.

He recalled the words he had heard in his daze and confusion just now, and realized belatedly that it was Lan Qingya who said them to him at his bedside.

It turns out it was real, it wasn't a dream.

His chest was instantly filled with great joy and he couldn't help but grin. His smile was so big that it pulled at the wound on his face, causing his facial features to twist in pain.

Lan Qingya checked nervously: "Can you please stop making trouble? You are still recovering. Wait for me to go find Patriarch Mu Xiao."

"Qingqing, don't..."

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Note: During the Tang, Song, Yuan and Ming dynasties, the Spring Festival was called New Year's Day, Sui Ri, Xin Zheng and Xin Yuan.