"Ahem."

Ye Junlan's shoulder injury has not healed, and the corners of his eyes are shrinking in pain.

"Brother Lin!"

Ye Xiuyan's pretty face sank, and she glared at him angrily.

"I'll go, this hand is evil."

Lin Jingcheng withdrew his hand with a brush, glanced away and pretended to be innocent: "I didn't listen to the order, I stretched it out."

Ye Xiuyan smiled angrily: "Disobedient chop."

"Junlan, I didn't mean to."

Lin Jingcheng's face changed in a second, shaking Ye Junlan's arm and pretending to be pitiful: "You persuade your sister to let her not be so fierce?"

"Okay, you still dare to sue?"

Ye Xiuyan blew up, rolled up her sleeves, and planned to tyrannize him.

"Junlan help, my sister is going to beat me again."

Lin Jingcheng swooped and hid behind Ye Junlan, pretending to be scared and begging for mercy.

"Alright, alright, big brother is fine."

Ye Junlan looked funny, and righteously stretched out his hand to stop: "Jing Cheng didn't mean it, my sister will spare him this time."

"He's ...... man"

Ye Xiuyan was angry and funny, waving her fists, and wanted to beat him twice more.

"Hahaha, it's good to be young!."

A hearty laugh came from the bamboo forest, interrupting the confrontation between the boy and the girl.

Oh no, I forgot that the second uncle is still on the island!

Lin Jingcheng's back stiffened, and he reflexively sat up straight, no longer playing treasure.

Ye Xiuyan's ears were slightly red, and she withdrew her hand in a daze.

"Hahaha."

Lin Ruizhao put his hands behind his head, lying comfortably on the roof, drinking a little wine, humming a little song, extremely comfortable.

"Prince Gong."

Twilight Jian is a martial arts idiot, and Lin Ruizhao have a similar temper, and the two talk happily, just one day, they have the illusion of hating each other.

"Let's go to the royal hunting grounds, find a place, and have a good fight."

"Okay."

Lin Ruizhao was obsessed with cultivation, and when he heard this, he suddenly came to his senses, and he ejected from the roof and soared into the sky.

Twilight followed, and Edgeworth gave chase.

Two dazzling rays of light rose into the sky and flew away at a rapid speed.

Lin Jingcheng and Ye Xiuyan watched the two of them go away, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, turned their heads and looked at each other, coughed embarrassedly twice, and staggered their gaze.

"Hahaha."

Ye Junlan looked funny, and a playful smile spread on his face.

"Junlan."

Lin Jingcheng took the opportunity to relieve his embarrassment: "Do you intend to take psychic fruit to breed spiritual roots? Embark on the path of immortality?"

"Me, is that okay?"

Ye Junlan's laughter stopped abruptly, and he subconsciously looked at his sister.

"My eldest brother's body has recovered after three years of recuperation."

Ye Xiuyan had the intention to take this opportunity to persuade her eldest brother, and she thought it out very thoroughly: "As long as your mind is firm, you can bear the pain of breeding spiritual roots, be reborn, and embark on the path of immortality."

"Really?"

Ye Junlan was pleasantly surprised, looked at Lin Jingcheng and asked again in disbelief.

"Trust me."

Lin Jingcheng put his hands on his shoulders and encouraged him in a brotherly way: "You can definitely do it."

"Great."

Ye Junlan's excited eyes were red, as if he had seen the dawn of dawn in the dark night.

"Give me the psychic fruit."

Lin Jingcheng patted him on the shoulder and got up from the stone bench: "I'll go back to the palace and ask my aunt for the spiritual fruit."

"There is no rush to breed spiritual roots."

Ye Junlan's eyes flashed with emotion, grabbed his arm, and stopped with a smile: "It's late at night, don't go back, if you go back now, won't it disturb Your Majesty's rest."

"If I don't leave, I'm afraid someone will be upset."

Lin Jingcheng's face suddenly changed, revealing a pitiful little expression, and glanced at the so-called person with a resentful expression: "What if I make her angry and want to hit me again?"