[Magic Dao Patriarch] Acacia

When Lan Xichen woke up again, his body was softer than ever, and his chest was indistinctly swollen and painful.

This was the first time that the suzerain of the Lan family did not hear the morning bell at Maoshi.The rich fragrance of tea wafted into his nostrils, he raised his heavy eyelids, his blurred vision gradually became clear - the clean and refreshing Lan Sizhui was standing in front of the bed, holding a mahogany tea tray carved with cranes and books on it. The white porcelain cup with a bamboo body that I am used to, and the wash water poured in the copper basin next to it are still steaming.

"Xi...Zewu-jun, it's time to cleanse your face." Lan Sizhui's eyes and brows were full of love, but his voice was a little uneasy, which made Lan Xichen frowned——he started I feel that the absurdity in my mind is not a terrible nightmare, but something that actually happened and existed. Even though my body has been cleaned, and the clothes and bedding are all soft and new, but the aftertaste of masculine musk in the air Still floating around the beam, lingering.

"Lan Yuan! You are here at this moment..." The voice of the exit was low, full of lingering satisfaction after gluttony, which made Lan Xichen himself startled.

Last night at the dinner party, Mr. Zewu mistakenly took the alaya knowledge of White Wuma, Miss Nie San asked me to come and have a look..." Lan Sizhui lowered his head and handed over the teacup, "Let's use this Pine Peak Cloud Mist first Just rinse. "

The pale hand took it trembling slightly, but the next moment, the used cup was slammed on the ground, white porcelain shards shot out, and the hot tea splashed on Sizhui's boots embroidered with silver cloud patterns , Immediately, a speckled yellow halo appeared.

Lan Sizhui was startled suddenly, he had never seen him get so angry before, and subconsciously knelt down on one knee: "I deserve death for offending Lord Zewu, but at that time, the matter was urgent..."

"Get out!" Lan Xichen interrupted him, pressing his slender fingers on his temples, feeling throbbing pain.

After a while, he looked back and saw that Lan Sizhui was still kneeling in front of the couch, he couldn't help saying angrily: "Didn't you hear what I said? Or is it that Mr. Haohua no longer takes me as suzerain seriously?" gone?"

This is indeed a heartbreaking speech. It was the first time Lan Sizhui heard such harsh words. He was stunned for a moment, stood up silently, and exited the inner room. The small sweeper cleans up the porcelain shavings and water stains on the floor little by little.

Lan Xichen was ashamed and angry, his chest heaving up and down—when nobody was around, Lan Sizhui would always do these personal things for him regardless of his status, and he had already treated him like a confidant.However, at this moment, he couldn't help but think of one person—the sworn brother Lianfangzun Jin Guangyao back then, who was so considerate and considerate in private, and he really benefited him a lot, and he was very close to him , but what was left to me in the end was the bitterness that could not be treated by outsiders...

Regarding Lan Sizhui, the little bits and pieces in his memory that he hadn't paid attention to became a clear chain at this moment, which made him startled. Did he actually have this kind of affection for him a long time ago?So the Alaya Consciousness that I misunderstood yesterday, was it really a coincidence, or...?

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, and he tried his best to support it all these years, but no one knew that since the battle of Guanyin Temple, Mr. Zewu had lost confidence in his ability to know people and manage his family.

Without trust in yourself, you will look at the world around you with more doubts and worries.

"You go out now and tell your uncle that I'm going to retreat to meditate recently." Lan Xichen suppressed his emotions as much as possible, paused, and then said, "Let Jingyi protect the law. Don't come to my place again in the future."

As if struck by lightning, Lan Sizhui said in a trembling voice, "You...are you saying that you don't want to see me anymore?"

Lan Xichen closed his eyelids, as if he hadn't heard it, SiZhui's aggrieved eyes welled up with tears, but he couldn't think about it, so he had to kneel down again and salute before retreating out.

Disappointment, remorse, and sadness gnawed at his heart like insects and ants. He never noticed that Mr. Zewu clenched his fingers into fists, and his nails had already sunk into his palm.

Naturally, the Lan family retreats do not require food and drink, but every half a month, the Dharma protectors will send secret medicines to help them practice. This is an unshakeable rule.

Half a month later, when Lan Jingyi entered the cold room, Lan Xichen had just come out of meditation for the first time. When he heard footsteps, he called Si Zhui before he could think about it, and realized that the person standing here was not that person.

There was a letter under the medicine cup Lan Jingyi was holding, and he said respectfully, "Sect Master, it's me, and Si Zhui asked me to bring you a letter."

Lan Xichen said calmly, "Put it there."

Lan Jingyi said: "Don't you want to take a look? Si Zhui said I beg you to..."

"It's nothing to look at." Lan Xichen said, "Tell him, I don't blame anyone for that incident, but I can't thank him either. Yuyang needs manpower to take care of things, let him go there. If you come back to Gusu for business , and don’t come to see me. There is something urgent to pass on from generation to generation.”

Lan Jingyi was surprised and said, "Sovereign, what big mistake did Si Zhui make? Are you going to..."

Lan Xichen looked calm, and said, "It's not punishment. Going to Yuyang is also an experience. You don't have to ask about other things."

Lan Jingyi was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to answer in a deep voice, and backed out.

On the day when the month was over, he waited outside early, and when he heard movement in the inner room, he rushed in, his footsteps were flabbergasted, Lan Xichen frowned and said, "Demeanor!"

Lan Jingyi stabilized her figure, saluted him, looked at his face and whispered: "Sect Master, last time I relayed your reprimand, after SiZhui heard it, he knelt in the cold room and refused to get up, sleepless Those who don’t drink or eat endlessly, say that they just don’t want to leave Yunshen’s unknown place, and they can be punished for anything.”

The medicine cup in Lan Xichen's hand clattered, and after a while, he frowned and said, "Nonsense! If he wants to kneel, let him do so!"

Lan Jingyi also knelt down, and wept on the ground: "Sovereign, he looks like he's out of his mind. These days, it's been windy and rainy, and he's so skinny that he's out of shape. If he kneels down again, he's probably going to get sick. , I beg you to think about what he has done all these years, there is no credit but hard work..."

Lan Xichen only felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but said cruelly, "Tell him. Yuyang must go. If he doesn't go, he doesn't have to stay in Lan's house."

At the next meeting, Lan Xichen took Lan Jingyi's medicine cup, but learned that Lan Sizhui had listened to his instruction last time, was silent for a long time, got up and was able to walk, so he limped away Lan Shi went to find Lan Qiren, but he didn't know what to say, the master was furious, and gave him twenty lashes, half of his life was taken away.He had been lying in bed for half a month, but he still couldn't get up.This matter is raging now, everyone is discussing behind his back that Mr. Haohua did not know what he had done wrong, and he should follow the punishment of Lord Hanguang back then.Lan Sizhui's life is very difficult now.

Jingyi also brought her husband's words: "I'm old too, and I can't care much about it anymore. How to deal with this matter from now on is up to you."

Lan Xichen felt a rush of blood rushing up his throat, almost vomiting with hatred, Lan Sizhui made it clear that he was desperate, lost face, lost his future, lost his life.He was angry and impatient, with mixed emotions in his heart, and he didn't know what to do: If you want to ignore him, the good young man who should have a bright future is not going to let it go; if you want to ask, don't I am willing to be coerced by him, but I can't get over it on the face.For a while, the eye sockets were red, so he let out a long sigh, and asked Jing Yi to bring some rare elixir, but said: "Don't mention it, I gave it to you!"

After Lan Jingyi left, Lan Xichen sat there, unable to calm down for a long time. After a long time, he looked at the gradually setting sun outside the window, and said with a long sigh: "You are not Wangji, and I... am not Wangji after all. ..."

About three months later, Lan Xichen came out of the seclusion. He was taken aback when he heard his disciples report that Mr. Haohua had been stubborn for a long time, but he had finally obeyed the suzerain's order to go to Yuyang a few days ago.My heart is relieved, and I feel quite empty and lonely.He didn't know why Lan Sizhui persisted for so long, but left before he left.Could it be that he finally gave up his mind, figured it out, and don't want to see himself again?

This is good, good for everyone, good, yes, this is the best solution I can think of, and now he is willing to follow it, it is the best.Lan Xichen comforted himself like this in his heart, but there was always a small voice shouting in his heart: "Didn't he say that if you drive me away, you can't drive me away? They are all liars, they are all lying to you, lying to you !” The voice made his thoughts churn and he was restless.He just felt that this period of time was going to exhaust all the energy and effort of his life.

I thought that after a few months of seclusion and living in seclusion, I would be able to forget everything and start over from the beginning, but what Lan Xichen didn't expect was that that young man seemed to have been engraved in his blood. Consciously raised his eyes to look at the position of Mr. Hao Hua, always inadvertently called out Si Zhui when his disciples were serving tea, and even always saw that refreshing and handsome smile in night dreams—the young man smiled and called him Xi Chen in his dreams , hug him bravely, and I can feel the real warmth in this illusory hug every time.

The warmth in the dream made the head of the Lan family terrified, he was unwilling and unwilling to believe that he would accept the love of the next generation regardless of ethics.So he took all of Mr. Haohua's original affairs on his own head, and even personally participated in teaching his disciples and many other things. Every day, he did everything by himself, trying to distract himself with numerous and messy affairs.He slept less and less, and the suzerain of the Lan family became the last person in Yunshen to sleep and the earliest to wake up.Sometimes, the lights in the cold room are even kept on all night.

But even so, in the few hours of sleep every night, Lan Sizhui would still appear frequently, even, he had dreamed of that unbearable night a few times, and when he woke up, his underwear was wet, but No one will help him change into a clean and soft coat before he wakes up, and no one will hold a cup of tea when he wakes up, and call him softly with a nervous smile and unconcealed love: "Zewu-jun, let's rinse your mouth first."

Zewu Jun, the most handsome face in his family, became thinner and thinner, and his clear eyes also dimmed day by day.He noticed a worry that he had never experienced in his life—the annoyance brought about by Si Zhui's offense to him at the beginning had already faded with time, but his yearning for him became uncontrollably deeper and deeper.And this kind of longing always makes his heart turbulent and dazzled, he can no longer practice as calmly as before, and be his Patriarch calmly.