[Forget envy] Destiny is the life of the king

The speed of the fairy horse is very fast, and it is very stable even when running in the mountains and forests. When the two entered the territory of Gusu City, Wei Wuxian began to slow down the pace of the fairy horse. Far away in the mountains, the destination is getting closer and closer, and the mood is getting heavier and heavier.

At this moment, Wei Wuxian felt the mood that Lan Wangji felt when he rescued him from Never Night, sent him back to the mass grave to be well, and then came back silently to receive his punishment.

In order to save the people he valued, he will not hesitate.

In order to protect the one he loves, he will sacrifice himself.

Arriving outside the mountain gate where Yun Shen didn’t know where, it was the break time before the class started, so he didn’t see the Lan’s disciples stationed there, Wei Wuxian helped Lan Wangji to put it down in front of the stone tablet of the mountain gate, and gently stroked him Because of the poison and the influence of the medicine, Lan Wangji has not been awake for a moment since he was poisoned, nor has he looked at him, nor called him...

He took off his red headband and tied it to Lan Wangji's hand, then took off Lan Wangji's forehead, held it tightly in his hand, and said: "I put away the forehead, and I will return it to you one day .”

The fairy horse behind him stamped his hooves on the spot with great spirituality, as if urging him.

Wei WuXian tilted his head close to Lan WangJi's face, kissed his soft lips, and said softly, "Farewell, Lan Zhan, I wish you all the best."

Wei Wuxian turned around, jumped on his horse, and rode away...

Hearing the rapid sound of hoofbeats, some disciples from the Lan family finally came to check. They didn't see the shadow of the horse, but they saw Lan Wangji, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and the bell rang for help on the spot.

On this day, Yun Shen was shocked everywhere. Lan Wangji has always been a model of elegance and uprightness. Even if he was injured in the battle, he still looked like a master. The smell of blood and medicinal herbs, the wound under the cloth belt is even more shocking, more than ten degrees of bloodstains are clearly visible, what is more serious is the faint resentment on the shoulder, the decayed muscles are bruised, if it is treated one day later, it will definitely be scrapped.

Who on earth has the ability to hurt Xianshou's Lan Wangji like this?

Where did Wei Wuxian go as a Taoist companion?

In the next few days, the voice of discussion did not dissipate...

It wasn't until the morning of the sixth day that Lan Wangji gradually woke up. He opened his eyes, but his vision was very hazy. He blinked several times and secreted tears before he could clearly see the things in front of him. , it was his elder brother Lan Xichen who looked very similar to him.

"Brother!"

When Lan Xichen saw that Lan Wangji finally woke up, he was overjoyed: "Wangji!"

Lan Wangji wanted to sit up, but found that his left hand was not strong enough. In the end, Lan Xichen supported him, put a cushion on his back, and let him sit against the edge of the couch.

Lan Wangji looked at the familiar surroundings and said, "I'm going back to Yunshen I don't know?"

Lan Xichen saw that there was nothing wrong with him, so he replied, "You were found unconscious outside the mountain gate. Because of your serious injuries, you have been in a coma for six days."

Lan Wangji tried to move his unconscious left hand and said, "The poison of the poisonous corpse..."

Lan Xichen sat on the side of the couch, checked the wound on his arm and said: "The poison of the corpse has been removed, but the necrotic muscles and the invasion of resentment will make the body produce a rejection reaction. The body must not be able to bear this kind of torment. You will be fine for the time being." rest."

Although Lan Xichen wanted to ask about Wei Wuxian's whereabouts, but seeing that Lan Wangji's reaction was very slow, it seemed that he hadn't figured out the current situation, and he didn't want to remind him of his worries, so he didn't ask.

According to reports from Qinghe's disciples, Lan Wangji climbed the mountain with Wei Wuxian at that time, and they also descended side by side. The owner of the Pingxiang inn only knew about the poisonous injury. If they didn't reach the unclean world, what happened to them on the way.

And the one who sent Lan Wangji back to Yunshen in the end must be Wei Wuxian.

The scar on Lan Wangji's hand was caused by Bichen for the purpose of releasing poisonous blood, and the resentment on his shoulder was very powerful, but it didn't invade other places other than his shoulder. It was obviously controlled, and he could do it like this Besides Yiling Patriarch, who else has this ability?

But since it was sent back safely, why not leave before it is too late?Where is he now?This cannot be explained by mere speculation...

Lan Wangji saw a smear of bright red beside the pillow, and held it in his hand. It was a neatly folded red headband, and said, "Did brother leave this?"

Lan Xichen was taken aback, then fell silent for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Wang Ji, don't you know whose it belongs to?"

Lan Wangji shook his head and said, "I have no impression!"

Lan Xichen couldn't help asking: "Wangji! Do you remember what happened before the injury? Who did you go hunting with at night?

Lan Wangji has always kept Wei Wuxian's things as treasures. The phrase "I have no impression" is not a good sign. He even forgot the person who is on top of his heart. Lan Xichen is worried whether his memory will be damaged due to injury .

Lan Wangji replied clearly and fluently: "That's a Gu poison corpse from Kunlun Mountain, male, extremely ferocious, with throat sounds that can break the rhythm of the piano, I killed it with the string killing technique and was poisoned, I went back to the inn alone. ...Did my brother bring me back?"

Lan Xichen repeated: "Alone? No one else accompanying?"

Lan Wangji shook his head: "I always hunt alone at night, brother, do you have any questions?"

"Xichen!" Lan Qiren's voice sounded outside the door, he strode up to Lan Xichen's side and said, "Wangji is a model for our Gusu Lan clan, night hunting alone can make a good fortune, isn't it? Is it a good thing?"

"Uncle!" The two shouted almost in unison.

Lan Qiren took the red tape from Lan Wangji's palm and said: "Just throw away the useless things, Wangji, your injuries haven't healed yet, you need to recuperate, don't think about anything now, don't worry. rest!"

"Wangji knows!"

Seeing Lan Wangji lying back on the couch to rest, Lan Qiren gave Lan Xichen a warning look. Now that Lan Wangji has forgotten Wei Wuxian, who has become his lifelong shame, what could be more gratifying and congratulatory? ?I only hope that Wei Wuxian will never show up in Gusu again, so that his proud student will not be stained with dust.

Walking out of the quiet room, Lan Qiren left with only one sentence: "Just forget it, don't make him think about it!"

How easy is it to forget everything?When Wei Wuxian died, he wanted him to forget it, but it was engraved in his heart. After many things, the two finally came together. Lan Xichen can see their relationship, and now Wei Wuxian is nowhere to be seen. However, Lan Wangji forgot about him. Lan Xichen stood alone in front of the door, unable to bear but helpless.

During the period of Lan Wangji's recovery, he came into contact with the Yiling Patriarch who was in the topic, but no matter how many times he mentioned Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian, Lan Wangji didn't have any special reaction.After a period of time, everyone realized that he didn't simply lose his memory, but was purposefully hinted at, simply erasing everything about Wei Wuxian.

Recently, Lan Wangji always stays at the cold spring, ignorant of Yun Shen's unknown place, the injury on his left hand has healed, and even the sword marks have completely receded, but the flow of spiritual power has not yet penetrated the resentment The barrier made by his shoulders made him unable to do what he wanted, so he could only soak in the cold spring to slowly remove his grievances.

On this day, Lan Wangji had just come out of the cold spring and returned to the quiet room. His hands were not as flexible as before, and he was slightly distressed. On a whim, he wanted to play the guqin. He has never touched the strings of the qin since he was injured. He is about to take the qin and rebuild it Qin skills, but there is a hollow sound coming from the place you pass by, this location is very secret, if you don't come to pick up the piano, you won't notice the difference.

Turning up the wooden board, it is a small square cellar with a round jar inside. The aroma of wine has been overwhelmed by sandalwood, and only after the wooden board is opened, it comes out of the eyes and floats in the quiet room.

Lan Wangji picked up a jar and walked out of the quiet room. Although there was no abnormality on his face at the moment, there was extraordinary anger emanating from his body. Everyone wanted to detour when they saw him.

Lan Wangji came to the sword training ground and said sharply, "All those responsible for cleaning the quiet room stay here, and the others go away."

A group of disciples were very nervous and dispersed one after another, leaving a few young disciples standing side by side nervously, wondering if they had made a mistake and Lan Wangji should punish them.

Lan Xichen also happened to pass by the sword practice field, and saw several disciples standing side by side, being stared at by Lan Wangji, making their whole bodies extremely stiff. Such a scene hadn't happened in a long time, so he couldn't help laughing.

Lan Xichen said, "Wangji hasn't been so strict for a long time, what did they do?"

The disciples gathered in unison: "Suzerain!"

When Lan Wangji saw Lan Xichen, he bowed his head and bowed his head. Seeing that his left hand was not moving smoothly, he said, "Brother! Don't worry, brother, I will take care of it myself."

Lan Xichen returned the gift, just seeing Lan Wangji smiling with an unopened jar of emperor, Lan Xichen knew what was going on, and said, "Why should Wangji be angry about this? These wines were once What the guests who stayed here left behind has nothing to do with them.”

Lan Wangji's light-colored pupils were unusually indifferent, and he said sternly, "Who has the guts to sneak into a quiet room to hide alcohol?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked helpless...

Lan Xichen waved his hands and said, "It's all gone!"

As soon as the amnesty order came out, everyone who dared to stay and saluted impatiently dispersed immediately, leaving only Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen, and the sword practice field immediately became deserted.

Lan Wangji frowned, and said, "Brother!"

Lan Xichen said with a gentle smile, "I have never asked about Wang Ji's punishment, but this time it really has nothing to do with them, so why do you make things difficult for them? I think you have something hard to say in your heart, because you can't calm down... ..."

Without saying a word, Lan Wangji remained silent.

Lan Xichen said, "I used to see that whenever you had something on your mind, you would go to the cold spring to meditate, why not..."

Lan Wangji replied, "I've been at the cold spring, but I can't calm down."

Lan Xichen knew the reason, but he still wanted to ask: "Why?"

Lan Wangji shook his head: "I always feel that something is missing, I can't explain..."

Lan Xichen stared at Lan Wangji, there were some things that even if he was as close as a brother, he couldn't help him.Just like during the 13 years of Wei Wuxian's death, it was all his memories that supported Lan Wangji all the time.Now he has lost even his memories, the feelings that have penetrated into the depths of his soul, there is no relief, how can his heart be calm?

Lan Xichen said: "This year's symposium will be held soon, can we go together if we forget the opportunity?"

Lan Wangji thought about it, leaving Yunshen unknown place, maybe it would make him feel better, and said: "Okay!"

Lan Xichen looked down at the Son of Heaven in his hand and smiled, "I'll have someone clean up the wine..."

"No..." The ending of "no" blurted out very briefly, and Lan Wangji seemed to have realized that he was abnormal, and quickly added: "I'll put this back to the original place, and when the person comes to get the wine, I'll give it to you again." Get all the booty.”

Lan Xichen said softly, "Yes! I hope you catch him too."

to be continued