Hearing the meaning of Yingyue's words, Nan Shiyan smiled, raised his hand to help Su Yunran up, took her little hand, and leaned over slightly towards Jian Song and the two uncles.

"The disciple retired."

Su Yunran didn't struggle, only lowered his wet eyelashes, suppressed the tears in his eyes, clenched his senior brother's hand, and left this place with Nan Shiyan.

Looking at the backs of the two of them leaving together, Yingyue narrowed her eyes, and the smile on her face deepened a lot, but her voice became unclear.

"Not bad, not bad."

***

This should be the most restful sleep Su Yunran has slept in more than a year.

returned to the familiar division and slept in a familiar room, surrounded by familiar people, all of which made Su Yunran relax.

After the medicinal properties of the floating dream were lifted, Su Yunran was not wrong except for being a little tired.

Now, the sand has been removed, Jian Rui has been hit hard, Su Yunran woke up from this big dream that he experienced with Nan Shiyan, although his cultivation has not improved much, his heart is less burdened.

The puppet was affected by Zhu Sha, and slowly moved his true feelings towards Mo Qingchen, but he had an instinct that belonged to Su Yunran, reminding himself all the time that he could not let himself sink.

Compared with the hard work of the puppet, Su Yunran looked at the experience of the puppet and Mo Qingchen, and only regarded himself as an outsider, so he didn't have that kind of burden and hardship, but it was a lot easier.

In fact, when he saw the last puppet die, Su Yunran was a little embarrassed.

Who said puppets are ruthless?

These two puppets, one is stupidly sincere to those who calculate themselves, and the other is to deliver everything to those who are not in their hearts.

With a shallow sigh, Su Yunran hugged the soft pillow on the side, rubbed it in his arms, buried himself in the soft brocade quilt again, and rubbed his head against the delicate embroidery on the soft pillow.

Speaking of which, it's a pity for my mother's piece of jade.

Pouting his lips, Su Yunran let out a "hum" that was not light or heavy, and stretched out his slender fingers and gently poked the soft pillow in his arms.

"Next time, I'll have to get it back."

It was a jade pendant left by his mother, and he couldn't stay in the hands of that negative man.

"Up?"

A smiling voice sounded, the door was opened, and through the bed curtain, Su Yunran saw a familiar slender figure.

With a vague "um", Su Yunran continued to bury himself in the brocade quilt, rubbing lazily, without the slightest intention of getting up.

The person who came was not annoyed, opened the window, inserted the flower branch condensed in his hand into the jade bottle on the table, glanced at the small figure nested in the brocade quilt through the bed curtain, shook his head with a smile, and did not say much, just came to the side of the bed and sat down, stretched out his hand to tie the bed curtain.

Without the barrier of the bed curtain, the bright sunlight outside the window was directly sprinkled on the bed, which made Su Yunran can't help but squint his eyes, muttered a few times in his mouth, sighed shallowly, and sat up helplessly.

"Senior brother, I got up really early today."

The soft and glutinous voice was very lazy and casual, and he yawned by the way.

Hearing the coquettish meaning in these words, Nan Shiyan smiled lightly, raised his hand to comb the messy hair on the little girl's forehead, and said softly.

"It's not early, it's past the hour of morning exercise on weekdays."

Hearing this, Su Yunran raised his eyes, looked out the window, blinked his eyes casually, and let out an "oh" that was neither light nor heavy.

Indeed, it's past the time for morning exercise.

Well, what to do? I still don't want to get up.

Thinking like this, the little girl rubbed the soft pillow in her arms, threw herself back into the warm quilt, and rolled around the road, but in a few breaths, she successfully wrapped herself into a zongzi with a brocade quilt.

was stunned by the little girl's lazy movements, Nan Shiyan laughed directly, patiently scooped up the ball of zongzi, put the little head exposed outside on his lap, and his slender fingers carefully combed the scattered green silk, and spoke slowly.

"During the time when we were asleep, all of you uncles had no good rest, and now that the matter has come to an end, they have all gone into retreat."

"Senior brother got the news, and he is already rushing back, presumably it will be there soon."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Su Yunran sat up directly, but she ignored that she had been wrapped into zongzi, she just shook it, and fell on Nan Shiyan's lap again.

After moving, Su Yunran flattened his mouth after all, winked at Nan Shiyan, and softened his voice.

"Senior Brother~~~"

The slender fingers tapped the little girl's forehead, Nan Shiyan raised her eyebrows, and her warm voice carried a bit of weirdness.

"Why, as soon as I heard Senior Brother, I was so excited, your Senior Brother and I have been sitting here for so long, Ling'er is extremely cold?"

Although he said this, Nan Shiyan stretched out his hand, gently untied the zongzi, rescued his little junior sister from the brocade quilt, and straightened the snow-colored profane clothes for her.

Hearing the taste of his senior brother's words, Su Yunran blinked his eyes, rested his little head on Nan Shiyan's knees, and played with his big knuckled hands.

"Senior brother and senior brother are not the same."

"Ling'er hasn't seen Senior Brother for a long time, but Ling'er and Senior Brother have always been together."

As he spoke, Su Yunran held his chin and raised his head to look at Nan Shiyan, his clear eyes widened and moist.

This is also blatantly coquettish.

Gently pinching the tip of the little girl's nose, Nan Shiyan was smoothed out very smoothly, and the little taste in his heart was also dispersed.

Indeed, they grew up together when they were in school, and although they missed a few years after that, they are now reunited - so that they will always be together.

Even if they don't have that connected destiny, they will go and end up together—it's not fate, it's a habit.

A habit that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow and penetrated the destiny, if it is stripped off, whether it is Su Yunran or Nan Shiyan, it will not be complete.

Thinking of this, Nan Shiyan's heart was ironed a lot, he raised his hand, gently held the little girl's white little hand, held it tightly in his palm, and nodded solemnly.

"Okay."

Su Yunran, who had just wanted to get up, couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this brainless word "good", and subconsciously asked, "What?" ”

"Nothing."

With a smile on his lips, Nan Shiyan helped the person up, bent down to put on embroidered shoes for him, raised his hand and gently patted Su Yunran's head, and said slowly.

"Let's go wash up."

Looking at his senior brother's indifferent appearance, Su Yunran didn't ask any more questions, turned around the screen, and approached the inner room.

After a while, Su Yunran changed into a white skirt and walked out, and saw Nan Shiyan sitting in front of the window.

Bright daylight sprinkled from the window on the placket of Nan Shiyan's clothes, adding a bit of alluring color to it.

As if he was aware of it, Nan Shiyan turned his head to look over, stretched out his hand to Su Yunran, and said with a smile.

"Ling'er." I want to talk about "The Master of the Medical Palace" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~