I don't know what they talked about. Anyway, when Han Xiluo saw a miracle come out. It's okay to have a stinky face. And Nangong Liye doesn't seem to be much better.

"Looks like they didn't have a consensus." Lan Ling'er lazily leaned on the soft couch in the pavilion in the center of the lake. And in the middle of the pavilion sat Yue Zhen'er in turn. HAN Xiluo. Situ Mujin.

Situ Mujin smiled silently. I just picked up the teacup and lowered my head and took a sip. But I laughed in my heart. It seems that this Nangong Liye has met an opponent. And this opponent is still his own son who can't be disposed of casually. According to Han Xiluo's emphasis on miracles. This time, Nangong Liye should be unlucky.

"Miracle. Come on." Han Xiluo beckoned to the sullen miracle.

The miracle ran over as promised. And Nangong Liye, who was following behind, became more and more dissatisfied.

"What's wrong?" Han Xiluo held the miracle in his arms. Asked gently.

"Nothing." As for what was just negotiated. Miracles decided to be in addition to him and Daddy. Never tell anyone. This is also the only consensus reached between the two of them.

"Are you sure?" Han Xiluo looked at him. Look at Nangong Liye, who has already sat next to Situ Mujin. Puzzled, asked.

"Of course. That's right, mother. Today is my first day staying in the palace. Can you sleep with Miracle at night. Miracles are scared. Can't sleep." The miracle suddenly rubbed Han Xiluo's face coquettishly.

"Nope." Don't wait for Han Xiluo to answer. Nangong Liye directly refused.

"Why?" Miracle looked at him angrily.

"Because you're a man. Men should sleep on their own." Nangong Liye didn't look at him either. has already started playing chess with Situ Mujin who is sitting next to him.

"Then you're a man too. You're going to have to sleep by yourself, too."

"She's my mother."

"She's my mother."

"She's the one who will be with me for the rest of my life."

"She was the one who brought me into this world." The miracle is not inferior in any way.

The other people next to him also looked like they were watching a good show. Especially Lan Ling'er. She wished that someone would send some dried fruits and melon seeds at the moment. She is good at eating and watching the play at the same time.

"She's only responsible for bringing you here. And someone who can share a bed with you. It hasn't shown up yet." Nangong Liye was tepid. No rush, no impatience. But Situ Mujin couldn't help but chuckle out loud anymore. I didn't expect him to be the Han King who was admired by thousands of people in the Southern Shu Kingdom. It's more real than a child. Or their own children.

"Wow. Mother. He bullied me." Miracle is just a four-year-old kid after all. When he's running out of words. Tears are the best weapon of attack.

Really. Han Xiluo eats this set.

"Good. Don't cry, don't cry. Your dad is playing with you. Mother sleeps with you tonight. Is it good?" Han Xiluo gently wiped the few tears in the corners of Miracle's eyes. His eyes glared at Nangong Liye.

"He's pretending." When I feel my lady glaring at me. Nangong Liye also said in a aggrieved tone.

"He's still young." Han Xiluo was speechless. This man really did it.

"That can't be an excuse for him to want to take over you. You're my." Nangong Liye also didn't care about playing chess. Quickly rushed to Han Xiluo's side. I wanted to reach out and take her into my arms. But the miracle quickly tightened her neck. A posture that if you want to snatch her, I will snatch it together.

"Ye." Han Xiluo seemed helpless at the moment.

"No. I disagree. You have to sleep with me." Nangong Liye didn't let go.

"Daddy, you're so ashamed. When you're so old, you still have to sleep with your mother." Miracle grimaced at him with disdain.

"It's normal for couples to share a bed. You." When Nangong Liye still wanted to say something. was ruthlessly interrupted by Han Xiluo.

"Don't prematurely instill your filthy thoughts into miracles."

"Hahaha." Lan Ling'er on the side looked at the back and forth of this family of three. I couldn't help but laugh." I didn't expect the dignified Han King to have such a cute side."

And Yue Zhen'er on the side also lowered her head and smiled. That's nice. His son's life is so happy. That's nice.

Situ Mujin looked at them thoughtfully. She can come back. He had nothing more to ask for. As long as she lives. Just watch her be happy. Then he is at ease. Isn't it? A flash of sadness flashed in his eyes. But it was quickly covered up.

Nangong Liye ignored the ridicule of others. grabbed Han Xiluo and didn't let go. In this way. Han Xiluo was in a state of being caught between the two.

"You two let me go." Angry. Han Xiluo suddenly roared. Frightened, Miracle quickly retracted the hand around her neck. Look at her pitifully. And Nangong Liye also stupidly withdrew the hand that was wrapping around her waist. looked at her helplessly.

"Tonight. You're all going to sleep for yourselves." Since the arrangement is not good. Then don't even think about sleeping with her.

"But." Miracle and Nangong Liye spoke at the same time. was interrupted by Han Xiluo again.

"No, but. That's it." After speaking. Han Xiluo ignored the pitiful eyes of the two. I left the Lake Pavilion on my own.

"Hmph." When the miracle turned his eyes back to Shangnangong Liye. He tilted his head in disdain and snorted. And Nangong Liye put away the aggrieved and helpless look just now. Playfully watching the miracle. Then he smiled evilly and said, "This is just the beginning."

"I didn't lose either. You didn't win either. It's a tie." Miracle snorted with his nose again. Then he said to Yue Zhen'er and Lan Ling'er beside him: "Grandma. Aunt Lan. Let's go."

"Okay." Lan Ling'er saw that the objects of competition had already left. There's nothing to watch after that. Instead of watching two men play chess boringly here. It's better to go elsewhere.

Before leaving. Yue Zhen'er looked at Nangong Liye with her afterglow. only to find that Nangong Liye was looking at herself. Some panicked and retracted their gaze. Yue Zhen'er took the hand of the miracle and left the Listening Rain Pavilion.

After everyone else is gone. Nangong Liye slowly spoke: "Is the woman surnamed Lan the person he is looking for?"

"It should be. I've confirmed it with Soul Chaser. Surname Blue. Ming Ling'er. Silver-haired teen."

"Have you ever heard of the Witch Clan?" Gently drop a sunspot. Nangong Liye asked in a low voice.

"The Wu clan of the Tianshan Mountains. I also learned from the Soul Chaser that they were saved by the Wu Clan."

"Lan Ling'er is a witch goddess. And Luo'er is the witch goddess of a hundred years ago." For Situ Mujin. Nangong Liye never hides it.

"What. Both of them are goddesses." Situ Mujin looked at Nangong Liye in amazement. A hundred years ago. Luo'er." It's completely incomprehensible, okay? Could it be that Han Xiang's daughter has lived for a hundred years. That's not right.

"Crossing. Crossing that Xiao said before. Now it's all explained. If all this is true. Then Luo'er traveled to another world a hundred years ago. Her crossing is also for the purpose of returning in this life. But the yin and yang mistakenly crossed into the body of Han Xiang's daughter Han Xiluo."

"I see." If so. Then everything makes sense.

"Why did Luo'er travel to another world a hundred years ago?"

"For the impending catastrophe." Nangong Liye didn't know why Luo Er was one of the bell solvers. But deep down in his heart, there was always a bad premonition faintly emerging.

"The living dead. Catastrophe. Luo'er is the bell man." Situ Mujin figured out the key in an instant.

Nangong Liye nodded slightly. But I don't know how she's going to defuse it. She wouldn't tell me. Just say the time hasn't come yet."

"No. It's not that the time has not come." Situ Mujin quickly understood. He believed that Nangong Liye's heart had already been clear.

"No matter what happens. This king will not allow anyone to hurt her." Syllable. The sunspot in his hand has turned into powder in his hand.

Situ Mujin's face also looked a little gloomy. No way. He's going to have to figure it all out. It's also a good idea to take precautions as early as possible.

It's night. It's silent.

The miracle finally fell asleep in the light coaxing of Yue Zhen'er. And Han Xiluo and Lan Ling'er were sitting in the pavilion of the Warm Wind Pavilion. The veil on Lan Ling'er's face has been removed. Revealing her long silver hair and delicate face.

"Ling'er. You're not going to see him."

"I. I hadn't figured out how to deal with him." Lan Ling'er paused slightly. Some helplessly said. After all. It's been seven years since she left him.

"He's been waiting for you." Han Xiluo said lightly. She was glad. Ling'er met such an infatuated man. Even at the highest point of power. He is still obsessed with her.

"I know." Her voice was volleying. Ethereal.

"Now that you know. Why keep him waiting?" Suddenly. A somewhat cold male voice came into their ears. Look back. Nangong Liye and Situ Mujin stood quietly not far away.

At this time, their eyes all looked at Lan Ling'er, who had removed the cover. Under the moonlight. The dazzling silver hair danced in the wind. A little moonlight sprinkled on it. Reflects a hint of silver light. A seat of aqua blue tunic light gauze smoke skirt. The skirt is embroidered with a circle of fluttering butterflies. It seems that she is becoming more and more agile. Look at it from afar. It's like an elf who has fallen into the world.

"You guys." Although some laughed surprised. But Lan Ling'er quickly returned to normal." I can't think of a good opening."

"Opening remarks." Situ Mujin was a little stunned. What was on the woman's mind.

And the corners of Han Xiluo's mouth twitched a little. Although I know that she is hiding her inner feelings. But this excuse is a little too lame.

"You don't have to say it. Just stand in front of the sky." Nangong Liye walked to Han Xiluo's side. Gently wrap your arms around her waist. His gaze also retracted from Lan Ling'er's body.

"That's embarrassing." Lan Ling'er said lazily. Then sat back in his place. And Han Xiluo and the other two people also sat down one after another.

Lan Ling'er poured a cup of tea for them one by one. Then pick up the teacup yourself. A little sip.

"You're really as smart and beautiful as Xiao described." Situ Mujin smiled slightly.

"Thank you." Lan Ling'er raised her eyebrows slightly at him.

"Ling'er. I really think you'd better go and meet him." Han Xiluo continued.

"Wait." Lan Ling'er spit out such a word.

Wait. Han Xiluo was slightly stunned. But then I understood. That's right. Isn't there still the two of them?

"It's smart." Situ Mujin showed a light smile. No wonder it can help Saint Ling Xiao stabilize the world. This Lan Ling'er is the same as Luo'er. Brilliant and brilliant.

"It's yours to chase the sound." Lan Ling'er looked at Situ Mujin.

Situ Mujin nodded slightly.

"The night we went out of the valley to spend the night. You will be aware of it."

"Yes. Just wait until we find the farmhouse. You're gone."

"You're really fast."

Situ Mujin smiled silently. It's just that I thought to myself. Can you not be happy? This is the only way to know if Loel is still alive.

"That's right. My dad and master." Han Xiluo suddenly thought of something. Turned his head to look at Nangong Liye.

"When Daddy found out about your disappearance. Extraordinary grief indeed. Yao Lao also sighed again and again. I don't know why, though. A few days after they arrived in Nanshu. And he said goodbye. Later, I had someone check it out. They were back in the Valley of the Gods of Medicine. Since then, I have stayed in the Valley of the Medical God and never come out again." Nangong Liye explained.

"That. Are they okay?"

"I ordered Agni to go to the Valley of the Gods of Medicine to see them often. So don't worry."

"I'd like to take the time to see them." Han Xiluo wanted to go and meet his grandfather with a miracle.

"Good. I'll be with you." Nangong Liye rested her head on her shoulder. Affectionately put his arm around her shoulder.

"Are you trying to provoke the two of us?" Lan Ling'er couldn't stand it anymore.

"If you want to. It is also possible. I'm more miserable." Situ Mujin shook his head helplessly and mocked himself.

"Otherwise, I'll lend you a hug." Lan Ling'er winked mischievously at him.

"Forget it. I don't want to be hunted down by the Holy Heavens."

"Okay. Then we'll have to go first. Leave it to them in such a pre-moon environment." After speaking. Lan Ling'er got up and left. And Situ Mujin also stood up immediately. Follow her.

Under the moonlight. Leaving two figures. Snuggle tightly together.