After parting with Liu Ruxin, Xiao Jingyao soon came outside the courtyard of Lanyue.

Looking at the lights in the room, Xiao Jingyao suppressed his thoughts and knocked on the door.

Lan Yue, who had been waiting in the room for a long time, suddenly felt excited when she heard the knock on the door.

"Come in."

Xiao Jingyao pushed the door in response to the sound, stood by the door with a thin body, and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the master."

"Yaoer, come and sit down."

Lan Yue pointed to the seat opposite with great enthusiasm and signaled Xiao Jingyao to sit in front of her.

Xiao Jingyao didn't know what Lan Yue wanted, so he could only pretend to be obedient and sat on the ground in front of her.

When he finally raised his eyes to look at Lan Yue, a trace of surprise and unconcealed surprise flashed in his eyes.

Tonight, Lan Yue was wearing a red dress like fire. Under the reflection of the candlelight, her exquisite jade face was no longer cold, only bright and flying.

Lan Yue has never worn the red one. Is there anything special tonight?

Xiao Jingyao guessed secretly, but unexpectedly, Lan Yue’s idea was very simple.

Today is Xiao Jingyao’s birthday. Of course, it’s going to be prosperous. Wearing red clothes will suit the situation!

Originally, she prepared red clothes for Xiao Jingyao, but then she thought about it. Both of them wore bright red and lighted red candles. The atmosphere seemed to be wrong, so she gave up the idea.

"Keke ..."

Lan Yue cleared her throat and spoke carefully.

"Yao'er, today... is your birthday..." Lan Yue paused for a moment when she said this.

She knew that the sixth birthday was indelible pain in Xiao Jingyao's heart.

But how long is the years of cultivation? If every birthday in the future, the miserable memories of the past will appear before your eyes and repeatedly whip and ravage your heart, that would be too pitiful.

It is said that unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood. If what they do today can bring a little comfort to Xiao Jingyao's future birthday, that would be enough.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "birthday", Xiao Jingyao's whole body stiffened, and his eyebrows and eyes suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Even if I live for a lifetime, the blood-red memory that once came to his mind from time to time. As time goes by, this memory not only has not disappeared, but has become clearer.

He slowly remembered the incredible look when his father heard the order for the whole family to be executed; he remembered that his mother's arms were tightly wrapped around him, and warm blood sprayed between his neck;

People cursed and wailed, begging for mercy in pain...

Countless details came in a flood, and he was silenced over and over again when it was late at night.

Memories emerged in front of me again, Xiao Jingyao's eyes began to be congested, and the ghost energy in his body began to move.

He stood up suddenly, this time, he couldn't even disguise.

He should have guessed what kind of good intentions can this poisonous woman be able to rest.

She just wanted to uncover his scars on his birthday, then sprinkle a handful of salt on it and rub it repeatedly to make fun of it.

The hatred in Xiao Jingyao's heart surged and could never be calmed down.

However, the only remaining slightest bit of reason told him that it was not enough, and it was not the time.

The greatness of the Nine Continents, sentient beings regard cultivating immortals as the right way, and all the demons and ghosts are regarded as evil ways, and everyone can punish them.

Now he can't beat the poisonous woman at all. If he takes impulsive action tonight, he will inevitably expose his practice of cultivating ghosts.

Xiao Jingyao took a deep breath and closed his eyes helplessly.

Let's bear it for the time being, bear it for the time being...

Lan Yue, opposite, took all Xiao Jingyao's expression into his eyes.

Looking at his flowery face, his distorted and cold look when he heard the word "birthday", Lan Yue felt guilty and distressed in her heart.

She did not deliberately reveal his scars, but she did not destroy them. If she wanted to truly heal the hero, she must help him no longer indulge in that painful memory.

If possible, she hopes that every time Xiao Jingyao celebrates his birthday in the future, in addition to his indelible childhood memories, she can also remember the warmth and joy she gave him tonight.

Seeing Xiao Jingyao close his eyes, Lan Yue's heart moved and hurriedly took out something from the storage bag.

Xiao Jingyao suppressed his murderous intent and kept reminding himself that a small impotence would cause trouble, and finally barely controlled his emotions.

He slowly opened his eyes, but unexpectedly saw Lan Yue holding a round object and handing it to him.

"What's this?"

Xiao Jingyao's voice was hoarse and low, obviously not completely calmed down.

Lan Yue smiled slightly, tried her best to soften her voice, and said gently: "Ten years ago, when I was traveling around Jiuzhou, I saw an interesting custom."

"It was a peaceful country, with people living a prosperous life, and birthdays were extremely grand for them. Every year on this day, they called their friends to celebrate their birthdays and share the cake."

Lingyue whispers gently, her voice movingly, and her bright eyes shine brightly under the candlelight.

Xiao Jingyao couldn't help but be attracted by the attention. He looked at the irregular circular object in front of him and asked hesitantly: "Is this... cake?"

Lan Yue nodded, her cheeks were not covered with rouge, but unexpectedly it was covered with a crimson color.

"I've seen it several times at that time, and I made one based on my memory. It didn't look good, but it tasted good!" Lan Yue said unconfidently.

She also made a temporary decision, but many materials could not be found for a moment, so she tried her best to make one, but unfortunately the finished product can only be considered a sloppy.

Xiao Jingyao lowered his eyebrows and stared at the cake for a while without saying anything.

The silent atmosphere made Lan Yue feel uncomfortable. She couldn't help but regret that her birthday was messed up by herself.

Lan Yue was thinking about some remedies when she suddenly heard Xiao Jingyao speak quietly, his voice sticky and astringent.

"You...made it yourself?"

Lan Yue nodded and said with anticipation: "Yes, do you want to taste it?"

Xiao Jingyao finally looked up at Lan Yue again, and saw her eyebrows flying, her smile on her face so sincere, so beautiful that it was unremarkable.

"Is this what you did for me with your own hands?" Xiao Jingyao asked again, with Jae Black's eyes deep and indescribable depth and messy.

Lan Yue nodded again. She also knew that her apprentice was too short of love and probably couldn't believe it for a while.

So Lan Yue added: "Yes, I borrowed the kitchen of Shilezhai at the foot of Shanxia. Who knew that it was a mess and even paid them ten medium-grade spirit stones. It was really a robbery. Speaking of which, Shangyuncheng

The price is really unreasonable…”

As Lan Yue talked, Xiao Jingyao's eyes fell on the cake again.

The embryo is well made, loose and soft, but unfortunately I haven't even cut it well. The surface is still black and yellow, and the skills are really worrying.

But such a cake that looked extremely bad, coupled with Lan Yue's mumbling complaints, gave him a hint of the illusion of time in this dim room.

This seemed to be the quietest night in his two lives. It was so beautiful that he couldn't help but want to shake off his cold body and devote himself to this warmth without hesitation.

"Anyway, do you want to try it?"
Chapter completed!