Xuanyuan Wentian slept like this for a few days, and he felt that centuries had passed. In the past few days, the limbs are weak, and the head and eyes are dizzy.

This is a strange environment, it can be seen that this is the house of a large family, Xuanyuan Wentian feels that he has been here, and he will not remember where this is for a while.

The room is clean and tidy, with white marble pillars standing in the four corners of the room, and the surrounding walls are painted with pale green water paint, as if you are in a bamboo forest. In the southwest corner of the wall is a pink bookcase, and the warm sunlight shines through the pale red carved wooden window, shining on Xuanyuan Wentian's slightly immature face. The silk curtain hangs low, creating a hazy atmosphere. A faint sandalwood fragrance lingered around him, and a bronze glazed tripod was placed in the northeast corner of the room, and green smoke curled up. In the center of the room, there is a large case of Huanghuali, which is full of various four treasures of the study, which is exquisite and gorgeous.

The furnishings were all used in the girl's boudoir, and in the northwest corner of the room there was a wooden dressing table filled with all kinds of rouge gouache. There are many silk threads hanging from the roof, and all kinds of wind chimes are hung on the silk threads. It was evident that the owner of this house had a lot of attention to detail.

These days, in the confusion, I saw a beautiful woman serving him tea and pouring water, and she was meticulous. The woman was dressed in red, with her hair combed in a bun with a violet hosta on her bun. After the woman finished feeding Xuanyuan Wentian, she sat in front of the dresser and combed her black hair with a wooden comb. I wanted to chat with the beautiful woman for a while, but I couldn't even say "thank you", Xuanyuan Wentian felt helpless.

At noon today, he finally saw the beauty clearly, it turned out to be Jin Mu's daughter, Sister Mulan Xinmu.

This is beyond Xuanyuan Wentian's expectations, since the last time he said goodbye to Mulan Xin in the Cold Moon Pavilion, Mulan Xin has been avoiding him, and now Sister Mu feeds him, takes good care of him, and judges the two of them before and after, it seems that Sister Mu still cares about herself so much.

"Sister Mu, you are so beautiful!" Xuanyuan Wentian looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and praised him sincerely.

Hearing Xuanyuan Wentian say this, the white skin on Mulan Xin's face suddenly flushed, and the little kid woke up, she threw the wooden bowl and wooden spoon in her hand aside, and bit her lip.

"Silly boy, you can't say that, it has nothing to do with you whether I'm beautiful or not! ”

Sister Mu was angry, this was obviously a compliment, why did Sister Mu get angry? This made Xuanyuan Wentian very puzzled.

"Sister Mu, you are already very beautiful, aren't you? The young people of the entire Spirit Mountain regard you as a fairy, and you are the crush of all the young people of the Spirit Clan, no one dares to say this to you, right? I just told the truth, you don't need to lose your temper with a stupid boy. A strange smile appeared on Xuanyuan Wentian's face.

Xuanyuan Wentian's feelings for Mulan Xin were as if she was his own relative, unlike other Spirit Clansmen, who were defensive of themselves and were always on guard against themselves.

After listening to Xuanyuan's words, Mulan Xin's head lowered, and the blush on her face was too thorough, like crystal clear ice and snow, which could be broken with a snap of her fingers.

"Sister Mu, what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever? Your face is flushed, almost like a fever!"

Mulan Xin paused for a while, and her lips moved: "Silly boy, we Spirit Clan people will not get sick, how can we get sick every once in a while like you." If the head of the house hadn't told me to do it, I wouldn't have taken care of you! It seemed that Sister Mu was still angry, and the smirk on Xuanyuan Wentian's face suddenly stopped.

"Sister Mu, I am weak now, I still feel very weak, I may have to live here for a few days, I have Sister Laomu, thank you for taking care of me. ”

Mulan Xin didn't speak, she didn't want to pay attention to him.

Xuanyuan asked the sky and saw that Mulan Xin had a sad face, and wanted to tell a joke to make her happy.

"Sister Mu, you will have a coming-of-age ceremony in a few years, and you will talk about marriage after the coming-of-age ceremony, I don't know what kind of family relationship Uncle has found for you?" Xuanyuan asked Mulan Xin.

Mulan Xin's eyes closed slightly, and she sighed lightly, this stupid boy even has to take care of his own affairs, it's too much.

"You don't have to take care of my business, you can't protect yourself now, just take care of yourself. The spirit people talk about marriage is not the order of their parents, and the words of the matchmaker. As long as the two of them are together and can understand each other......" Mulan Xin was stunned, how could she say this to this little kid.

"Oh, I see, Sister Mu has a crush on someone, who could it be? Let me guess?"

"Shut up!"

Mulan Xin's eyes flickered, she didn't want Xuanyuan Wentian to discover her secret.

"Isn't it Senior Brother Mo Xuan of Ronghe Palace, he is an outstanding representative of the young people of Lingshan, and he has won the appreciation of several hall masters, and his future is limitless......

Mulan Xin shook her head, as if she had no impression of this senior brother.

"That's Senior Brother Ji Yan of Taihe Palace, he is a beautiful man in Lingshan, countless girls can't stop wanting him, you won't know his ......"

Seeing that Mulan Xin's face was expressionless, Xuanyuan Wentian thought about it in his mind.

"Oh! that's ......."

"Silly boy, you don't have to worry about my affairs, it's the head of the house who told me to take care of you, otherwise who has time to accompany you to be long-winded, if you do this again, I won't take care of you, I'm a girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet to take care of you, how can I see people?"

"Sister Mu, it turned out that the head of the house asked you to take care of me! That is my honor, to be accompanied by Sister Mu, although I have no regrets in death. If Sister Mu doesn't have a crush on someone, then you think about me, I'm so talented, and I must have an unlimited future. Peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic......" Xuanyuan Wentian's words angered Mulan Xin, she lost her face and vented to Xuanyuan Wentian.

Sister Mu was really angry.

"Hey, I'm so graceful, Yushu is in the wind, Sister Mu actually turns a blind eye, it's so sad......" Xuanyuan asked Tiangan and coughed twice, melancholy, looking at those wind chimes quietly surprising.

Xuanyuan Wentian completely angered Mulan Xin, and in the past two days, Mulan Xin just put the juice squeezed from Mu Guo in front of him and walked away, coming and going like the wind, leaving nothing behind. Xuanyuan Wentian looked at Mulan Xin's back and swallowed and foamed at the mouth, Sister Mu's angry appearance was so charming.

Xuanyuan Wentian regretted it, he shouldn't have said those words to Mulan Xin, although they often joked together, but this time the joke was too big.

After a few days, Xuanyuan Wentian felt that there was an inexhaustible force all over his body, he recovered, and he couldn't stay at Sister Mu's house, he didn't want Mulan Xin to look down on him.

"Sister Mu, I'm sorry for bothering you these days, I shouldn't have said those words, I apologize to you, please forgive me for being young and frivolous. Xuanyuan Wentian's words were sincere, not like he was saying something against his heart.

"Anyway, Grandma Mu won't have anything to do with you little brat, and she can't do this in the future. ”

Looking at Mulan Xin with a smile on her face, Xuanyuan asked God to know that Sister Mu had forgiven him, and the knots in his heart were unraveled.

"Sister Mu, I wrote a children's song, in your boudoir, please taste it. ”

He said goodbye to Mulan Xin and went home.

Mulan Xin walked into the room and saw a few big characters written on a piece of silk paper on the desk, although it was rough and scribbled, but the font had a unique charm and was unrestrained.

In March, the catkins are falling one after another, and the rainy season is impermanent and the wet eaves are gone.

Sijun Mo smiled and remembered, turning into a spring breeze and going proudly.

The bright moon does not fall and returns to the hometown, and the autumn sorrow lingers alone.

Mulan Xin looked at the children's rhyme written by Xuanyuan Wentian, and her face moved. This little kid has improved a lot.

"Master, I can't help you, I'm bothering you. Seeing that the master was organizing the clansmen to rebuild the mansion, Xuanyuan Wentian was ashamed.

"Silly boy, it's good if you're okay, you can build another house if it's gone, if it's gone, it's really gone. The master was still joking at this time, and Xuanyuan asked the heavens and smiled.

"It's going to be winter soon, and we have to fix the house quickly, otherwise we'll have to endure the winter." ”

Several hall masters and senior brothers worked hard with luck, and those huge marbles and granites returned to their own positions under the action of spiritual power. Xuanyuan Wentian had never seen this formation, which opened his eyes, it turned out that the house could be built like this.

"Brothers and sisters have worked hard, come to the house in the evening, I will cook a cup of wine for everyone, please appreciate your face. "This mansion has been built in just a few days, and Jin Chan wants to treat everyone.

The brothers and sisters all declined, this is a matter of duty, and the spirit people are worthy of these great gifts. As long as anyone in the Spirit Clan needs help, then the rest of the Spirit Clan will be duty-bound.

"Ask God, what do you think of our current house?" Jin Chan asked, looking at the newly built mansion.

"It's so much prettier than before. Master, you see there are also wooden chairs that you like. ”

"Well, let's go, Master will explain to you the use of spiritual power. ”

It was night, and the Golden Chan Mansion was brightly lit.