[Master] Why is a hometown

In the misty rain and setting sun, Puyang Gangyi, Yunyi Baichuan, Lingxi Zhixia and three brothers and sisters were busy with a few young Taoists, and it was very lively.

"Brother Yuan, where is the dressing table?"

"Well... right here."

"Brother, why have all the flowers in the backyard been removed?"

"I want to take care of the back garden and leave it to A Yuan as a medicine garden."

"Oh……"

"Senior brother is really thoughtful."

"Yeah, it doesn't look like the first marriage."

"Shh...don't be silly!"

The laughter of the younger brothers and younger sisters had already reached Yuan Wuxiang's ears, and he couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it.

He likes to be quiet by nature, and this is the first time that his residence is so noisy—but in order to welcome the mistress who is in the misty rain and setting sun, it is also necessary to add items and change the furnishings.

Ah Yuan...

Yuan Wuxiang clenched the anti-seasick medicine bag that Mu Xinyuan handed him to him in his sleeve, and his heart suddenly calmed down amidst the surrounding heat.

Since he practiced Taoism since he was a child, he never imagined that one day he would become a Taoist couple; when he and A Yuan first met, how did he know that the two had developed from friends to this point?

But recalling the details of the relationship between the two is so clear, it seems that you can see A Yuan's frown and smile when you close your eyes-the appearance of listening to the Buddha seriously, the appearance of saving people, the appearance of joking and joking, Forcibly suppressing the sad appearance...

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother!"

Lingxi Zhixia angrily woke up Yuan Wuxiang, who was wandering around the world, holding a pile of sundries.

"Huh?!" Yuan Wuxiang came back to his senses: "What's the matter?"

"May I ask you where are these things piled up? Why are you so engrossed?"

Yunyi Baichuan, who was carrying a newly-made wardrobe, passed by, and said with a playful smile: "What else can you think about, brother, of course you want to miss my sister-in-law~~~~"

Yuan Wuxiang showed a rare look of embarrassment, and quickly answered Lingxi Zhixia: "Cough...move to the study for now."

Lingxi Zhixia winked and made a strange face, then turned and walked towards the study.

Yuan Wuxiang suddenly laughed, and shook his head self-servingly.

... Ha, after a long time, he seems to miss Ah Yuan a little bit.

Jiangnan.

The Feng family was very busy on the day they received the marriage letter.

Mu Xinyuan looked at Butler Mo with a dark face, busy in and out, and witnessed his dowry changing from two boxes to sixteen boxes, and there was a tendency to continue to increase.

"Uh...Old Mo, this is too much..."

Housekeeper Mo stared with unreasonable excitement and said: "Miss Mu, you don't understand. According to the rules of the Feng Mansion, a girl should have four boxes of jewelry, four boxes of ready-made clothes, four boxes of books, mascots, ornaments, four treasures of the study, and high-quality medicinal materials when she gets married. Two boxes each, as well as utensils, land property, title deeds, pavements... Besides, the Feng family has not given birth to a daughter for three consecutive generations, Miss Mu, you can be regarded as half a young lady of the Feng family, and there must be at least some regulations."

"..." Mu Xinyuan was speechless for a while, and tried to persuade the housekeeper Mo again: "I am married to a Taoist sect, so there is no need to bring so many belongings."

Housekeeper Mo Huziqiao Lao Gao: "How about marrying to Taoism? Marrying to Taoism also has to follow the rules of Fengfu! If you treat you poorly, when the second master comes back in the future, where will I put my old face?! Speaking of which, this time Feng The mansion doesn't even have a head of the family, I feel very uneasy, old Mo... Miss Mu, why did you agree to marry like this..."

"Pfft..." Seeing Lao Mo's tearful eyes, Mu Shaoai, who was lying on the couch smoking a hookah, couldn't help laughing: "Oh, junior sister, it's okay, don't waste Lao Mo's heart."

Mu Xinyuan helped her forehead and sighed helplessly: "You can do whatever you want."

After dismissing Butler Mo, Mu Xinyuan picked up the marriage letter from Daozhen from the table.

It is written in ink with a crimson base, each stroke is solemn, and the bottom of the page is written with the autograph of Dao Pan and Yuan Wuxiang.

Her eyes lingered on the words "Original No Hometown" for a long time before she closed the marriage letter and sighed inexplicably.

"Hey, I'm getting married soon, so it's not good to sigh." Mu Shaoai sat up and moved to Mu Xinyuan's side: "Could it be premarital phobia?"

"Not so many phobias." Mu Xinyuan rolled his eyes.

"Ha..." Mu Shaoai finally got a little more serious: "I think Yuan Wuxiang is a good match, so you should let go of your worries and get along with him well."

"That being said, I always feel that this kind of development is very different from my original intention."

"Thinking too much." Mu Shaoai tapped the hookah pipe, shaking out the burnt shredded tobacco: "People always like to imagine a road to go for themselves, but they don't know that sometimes the road that suddenly appears is the road to go. "

"Hmm..." Mu Xinyuan was thoughtful.

Mu Shaoai narrowed his eyes: "So, it's better to eat, sleep, eat, and let nature take its course."

Mu Xinyuan turned his head and took a deep look at him: "Watching other people's excitement all day long, what about you? What happened in Ximiao, making your head full of gray hair?"

"Yeah... this is the result of fighting with Nangong Shenyi mentally and physically."

Mu Shaoai laughed nonchalantly.

"Really? I heard that you played with Yiliu miserably, and it doesn't look like you're physically and mentally exhausted."

"Ha. You, you, feel at ease to be your bride, don't worry about it."

Seeing that he didn't want to reveal, Mu Xinyuan stopped asking questions.

——Now that Pingsheng has been restored to Mu Shaoai, all his past in Ximiao will go with the wind.

As for those loves and hatreds, they have already turned into three thousand white hairs, so there is no need to remonstrate or pursue them.

The dowry of Fengfu was sent to Nan Daozhen in advance.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Fengfuluan's car driving towards the misty rain and setting sun, even Yuan Wuxiang had an expression that he never expected.

Jane... is just...

Local tycoon! ! !

All the fellow Taoists couldn't help but suspect—the misty rain and the setting sun might not be able to pile up?

Fortunately, the Taoist sect doesn't value these things outside of the body. If it were an ordinary family, it would be enviable.

Yuan Wuxiang smiled wryly and asked the people of Fengfu to stuff the dowry into the study room—the Daoist sect has two sleeves, except for the main altar and library, there is no such equipment as a large warehouse in a personal residence.

Another two days, the auspicious time has come.

According to the rules of Jiangnan, Mu Shaoai, as the elder brother, personally carried Mu Xinyuan to the Yuan Zong's Six Elephants.

"Well, it's here. Next, it's the Taoist routine."

Mu Shaoai gently put down his little junior sister.

Because she is a married couple, Mu Xinyuan's auspicious attire is different from that of ordinary brides, it is more elegant and refined.

Yuan Wuxiang had been waiting at the gate of Yuanzong Liuxiang for a long time, and when he saw this, he came up to meet him.

Mu Shaoai suddenly reached out and touched Mu Xinyuan's head, then smiled at Yuan Wuxiang, with unprecedented solemnity: "Yuan Wuxiang, please treat her kindly."

Yuan Wuxiang also nodded solemnly: "I will."

Mu Xinyuan's eyes became hot, and she quickly took a breath to suppress the inexplicable sadness in her heart.

She remembered the past when she was pestered by Mu Shaoai to talk and make fun when she was young.

"Junior Sister, look—my surname is Mu, your surname is Mu, so we are our own people. Since we are our own people, don't sue Master. I will take you out to watch the lanterns and play in the snow on the Lantern Festival, okay?"

——Looking back, the years have passed, and the youth is gone.

Mu Shaoai handed over his junior sister to Yuan Wuxiang, then stood quietly outside Yuanzong's Six Elephant Gate, watching with a smile a pair of Bi people step into the Sanqing Hall.

Different from the hustle and bustle of the world, Taoist weddings are solemn and simple.

Shi Dongji stood in front of the holy statue of Sanqing, held incense and worshiped: "The great sage, the great benevolence, the great benevolence and the great vow, respect the gods according to fate, and tell Sanqing: Yuan Wuxiang, a disciple of Daozhen, and Mu Xinyuan, a disciple of medicine, convert his ambitions." Fate, wish to form a Taoist couple."

Yuan Wuxiang and Mu Xinyuan followed Daopan to pay homage to Sanqing, and Nan Xiuzhen Shuangkui immediately presented the yin and yang jade ring.

Shidongji handed over the jade ring to the two, with a solemn expression: "Qianyuan Zishi, Kunde prospers. Marriage is married, and the family is good."

Yuan Wuxiang saluted again: "Thank you Daopan."

Seeing this, Mu Xinyuan followed suit: "Thank you Daopan."

"The ceremony is complete, congratulations both of you."

Mu Xinyuan is not a member of the Taoist sect, she doesn't know the rules of the sect, and she is worried about whether she will be quarreled with. She didn't want the ceremony to end, Yuan Wuxiang pulled her Shi Shiran away from Yuanzong Liuxiang, and all the fellow practitioners and friends just smiled at the side Watching the ceremony is not as noisy as a secular wedding.

The ceremony was held at dusk, and when the two returned to the misty rain and setting sun, it was already dusk.

Yuan Wuxiang stepped into the room, pulled Mu Xinyuan straight to sit in front of the dressing table, and said with a smile, "Take off this outfit first, it looks very tired."

Although Mu Xinyuan's attire is not as complicated and cumbersome as the phoenix coronet and xiapei of ordinary brides, but in the state of that madman Mo Butler, he will not make it too plain, and it still feels like wearing it on the body.

Hearing Yuan Wuxiang's words, she smiled dumbly, and disassembled the high bun in front of the mirror by herself, and took a few seemingly ordinary but expensive headgears between her hair.

At the same time as she liberated herself from the auspicious clothes, Yuan Wuxiang had already moved out of the wedding room, bringing two plates of refreshing snacks and a pot of weak tea.

——I don't know when he remembered her taste so clearly.

Yuan Wuxiang said with a slight smile: "I have traveled all the way from the south of the Yangtze River. I think I am tired. I want to eat something to fill my stomach."

"Ah."

Mu Xinyuan was kind and good, and ate snacks with light tea, but after all, he was exhausted and his appetite was low, so he stopped moving his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls.

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxiang got up and said very naturally: "I'm going to prepare water, you wait a moment."

He went out of the room without paying attention to Mu Xinyuan's suddenly reddened face.

——Sure enough, he is a cultivator, so he probably didn't notice anything wrong with this sentence.

It's just that he was thoughtful and thoughtful, and he seemed to have fully adapted to the role, which made her a little embarrassed.

After a while, Yuan Wuxiang led her to the bathroom, and along the way introduced her to the arrangement of misty rain and setting sun.

"In the past, I lived alone, and the kitchen was rarely used. You can see what is missing in another day, and buy another one. This is the study... It has been filled with the things sent by Fengfu."

Mu Xinyuan chuckled lightly: "Lao Mo is quite obsessed with the dowry, and I can't even persuade him."

"Ha... I have tidied up the back garden, it should be enough for you to make a medicine garden."

"Ah."

She couldn't help feeling that Yuan Wuxiang was thoughtful and thoughtful again.

"The bathroom is here, take a shower first."

Yuan Wuxiang was magnanimous, Mu Xinyuan's face turned hot, she nodded and stepped into the bathroom.

All the utensils in the room seem to have been carefully replaced and taken care of, and the water temperature in the bathtub is just right.

She leaned against the warm water and let out a long breath, closing her eyes slightly.

Yuan Wuxiang is really good at taking care of people—this is probably innate.

After all, she was a little nervous in her heart, she quickly finished the bath, went back to the wedding room, saw that Yuan Wuxiang had taken off her tiara, her silver hair was loose, and she was sitting by the bed and rearranging the quilt, she was stunned for a moment.

"Huh?" Unexpectedly she would come back so soon, Yuan Wuxiang raised his eyes and was also stunned by her appearance.

The moonlight fell from outside the door, and Mu Xinyuan stood at the door, bathed in the moonlight, her black hair was loose, and she was dressed in loose casual clothes, floating like a fairy.

Yuan Wuxiang's calmness and composure before was all thrown into chaos, and he hurriedly got up: "You're back...then...I'm going to wash."

Mu Xinyuan watched Yuan Wuxiang flee in desolation, dumbfounded.

……What's going on here?

He was still very calm just now.

Simply put the changed clothes on one side and walk around the wedding room to have a look.

Presumably, the wedding room was Yuan Wuxiang's original bedroom, and it was decorated just like his impression, clean and comfortable.The newly added furniture is nothing more than a dresser and a wardrobe, and some mascots for the occasion are hung.

The room was not big, and after turning around, she picked up the "Huang Ji Jing Shi Shu" by the bedside, and leaned halfway on the bed to read it.

Yuan Wuxiang studied in the bathroom, laughing at himself.

They are already Taoist couples, and they will inevitably be intimate in the future, and this embarrassment is also funny.

When he returned to the wedding room, under the flickering candlelight, Mu Xinyuan had already fallen asleep leaning against the quilt.

...looks exhausted.

He walked lightly to the side of the bed, picked up the sleeping person and moved him to the inside, and carefully tucked in the quilt, then he took off his outer shirt and lay down gently on it.

The candles were extinguished, but the moon was still bright.

He stared at the sleeping face of the person beside him, and gradually became a little sleepy.

This... is the feeling after having a family.

It seems that there is nothing uncomfortable.

……

In the middle of the night, Yuan Wuxiang stretched out his hand to the side in a haze, but it was empty.

"……Um?"

Suddenly opening his eyes, he saw that the person who was supposed to be sleeping soundly on the pillow had somehow shrunk into the quilt, curled up into a ball, like a cat shy of the cold.

Aren't you tired of sleeping like this?

Yuan Wuxiang sat up laughing, but halfway through the smile, his face froze.

He suddenly remembered the past that Mu Shaoai had told - when A Yuan was young, he was sent to a foreign evil doctor by his own parents to do live experiments, and he was kept in a cage until he was six or seven years old.

Locked in a cage... I'm afraid I can only curl up like this?

Yuan Wuxiang's eyes dimmed slightly, but there was a pain in his heart.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Mu Xinyuan's back like tickling a cat, until she relaxed, then he embraced her in his arms and hugged her tightly.

——The wedding night of Yuan Daochang began with correcting his wife's sleeping position.

The author has something to say:

Dao Pan, who presided over the wedding in a serious manner, made me want to laugh.

——Because another article is thinking about how Dao Pan will be cheated by the senior sister.

Hahahahahaha! ! !