"Alright, hug." Ling Feng chuckled, raised his arms around his waist, and hugged him.

"The road is too slippery, I'll carry you back, okay?"

Every time she touched it, the healing wound on his body hurt to the bone as if it had been cut open again, but he was willing to do it.

"Okay, you should go back to sleep."

"My little money fan, I don't have to sleep. Last time, I slept for too long, and you almost left with Mo Lingfeng, this time, I didn't dare to sleep. ”

Lan Xuanye teased while carrying her on his back, which made her unable to see his expression.

Fortunately, although he was covered in wounds, there was no blood, and there would be no smell of blood, otherwise, she would have already noticed that something was wrong.

"Xianggong, have you ever carried someone else?"

"No, I didn't."

"Then I'm really honored."

"I'm all yours, and you're honored to carry you? Then you are too easily satisfied. ”

"It's not that I'm easily satisfied, but Xiang Yuan himself thinks that you don't pay much to me."

Ling Feng lay on his back and whispered.

"Sure enough, after following me, you will be more and more able to say these words to make me happy, but I like to listen to it, I like to be coaxed by you like this."

Lan Xuanye carried her on her back as she walked, talking with a touch of playfulness in her words.

"Whoever coaxes you, I just want to say this to you, from the bottom of my heart, even if I coax you, I won't coax anyone else except you."

"Well, I believe it, because you really don't dare."

Lan Xuanye said arrogantly.

"Well, don't dare."

Back at the inn, Lan Xuanye looked left and right, and asked Ling Feng calmly, "Feng'er, what do you think is missing here?" ”

"That's a lot."

Ling Feng was confused, although there was no food in this place, she and Lan Xuan often went to the market to buy food at night, and they couldn't go hungry, this worry-free tavern, as the signboard said, really only had wine.

"There are flowers and grass here, and there is still a lack of ......"

Lan Xuanye said as she spoke, silently reciting a mantra in her mouth, and with a wave of her hand, the ground suddenly cracked, and a deep pit of twists and turns formed between the flowers, as far as the eye could see, there was no end in sight, and at the same time, water bubbled out of the pit, and the water level continued to rise until a river was formed.

"That's perfect."

The river is about ten zhang wide, bottomless, meandering, and has no end in sight.

"You ......"

Conjuring such a strange river in front of your house, is it to drown yourself?

"I don't have a taste like mine, I don't despise ordinary streams at all, my little money fan, don't you know how to swim? Besides, isn't there still me here, what are you afraid of? ”

It's bottomless, and even if you can swim, you can't help but be a little scared. It's huge, with endless flowers and endless rivers in sight.

"Xianggong, where is this river going?"

"It's an illusion, so why take it seriously." Lan Xuanye replied lightly.

"Hungry, huh? I'll cook for you. ”

There is a small kitchen in the tavern, where everything is available, Lan Xuan cooks for Ling Feng almost every day, and he himself has already opened the valley and sometimes accompanies her to eat.

"Why don't you have any business today?"

"I'm not doing business today, I'll take you to see a good show later."

Lan Xuan replied as she walked into the kitchen at night.

"What's the show?"

Ling Feng also walked in.

"Mo Lingfeng and Murong Qinghe got married today."

"Oh, it's okay to have nothing to do, go and see the excitement."

"Well, go outside and wait."

Lan Xuanye picked her up and sat her in the tavern, went back to the kitchen by herself, and closed the door.

"What, I'm afraid I'll learn your cooking skills today?"

"This is natural, you have stolen it, how can I please you?"

Ling Feng's laughter came from outside the kitchen, and in the kitchen, Lan Xuanye tore open his shirt and saw that the injuries on his body were recovering much slower than before.

After suffering the punishment of thunder for a whole month, he couldn't survive a thunderbolt for other spirits, but he suffered a whole month.

I fainted last night, showing my original form, and was almost hit by Ling Feng this morning.

He was vague and pretended to conjure up the river as if it was enough to contain his true body, and in the future, only by hiding in the river and sinking to the bottom would she not be easily discovered.

"Feng'er, I'm starting to lie to you, what should I do?" He laughed at himself in his heart that he was not kind.

――――

In Yangcheng, outside the Mo Mansion, the gongs and drums were noisy, the firecrackers were ringing in unison, the guests were in an endless stream, and the sound of greetings was endless.

They often return to Yangcheng to take a look, and the marriage date of Mo Lingfeng and Murong Qinghe has already spread in the city, and the two have heard a little.

The group of children who were able to study with her help have now grown up a lot, and nowadays, they have become a legend in Yangcheng, and it is not appropriate to appear in front of people again, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble and cause a lot of trouble.

In terms of momentum and pomp, Mo Lingfeng is a mortal in the end, and the wedding he gave to Murong Qinghe is far worse than the day Lan Xuan and Ling Feng got married a month ago.

On that day, although Ling Feng could not leave this dream, Lan Xuan brought many of the subjects who guarded Futu City into the dream, witnessing their wedding and Ling Feng's identity together.

There are countless demons and spirits present, in the sea of flowers, hundreds of birds and phoenixes, and Hongluan are hired, the scene is infinitely spectacular, and the wedding of her and Lan Xuanye in their previous life is not the same, and it is not a second marriage for her.

But for Lan Xuanye......

Anyway, his first marriage is also hers, so it doesn't matter.

He let the subjects of the entire Futu City know that no matter in his dreams, after several generations and calamities, he only married her, and the position of the city lord's wife belonged to her alone.

"Remembered our wedding?"

Ling Feng visited Mo Lingfeng and Murong Qinghe's worship hall, looking distracted.

"Is it obvious?"

"It's not obvious, it's just not written on the face."

"Alright, there's nothing to see in the chapel, let's go look elsewhere."

"Okay."

Lan Xuanye knew her thoughts, she was afraid that if she looked at Mo Lingfeng more, he would be jealous, he didn't say anything, took her hand, and left Mo Mansion together.

"Does the Seventh Prince really have a medicine that can save Mo Haotian?"

"Yes."

"As a son of man, in order to save his father, Mo Lingfeng was also used very badly."

"This is the persistence of mortals, willingly being used, and the most silent despair."

"Hmm."

"I guess you want to go see Xue Beijie and Snow Dumping City."

"No, I just want to see how they're doing, I'm just curious, there is always a heart of gossip, but I'm afraid that I can't clean up the vinegar jar."

"Feng'er doesn't want to go, then I'll go by myself."

Lan Xuanye deliberately gave Ling Feng a step down. Of course, he knew that she was just curious about their lives now, and he was pleased that she cared about his feelings.

"Let's go."

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