Since Yun Han passed away, some of the koi that were originally kept in Yun Han's yard were moved here. This courtyard originally had an independent water diversion system.
In order to feed these precious little guys, even the water they change is from mountain springs thousands of miles away.
Mu Qian was helped out of the car, and before approaching the door, Hengli gave a somewhat embarrassed reminder.
"You should be more careful when you go in."
My husband has been in a bad mood since he came back. He started drinking very early in the morning. He has never been like this before.
No matter what the situation, he can maintain a clear understanding.
Mu Qian was pushed into the courtyard with confusion. As soon as she entered the living room, she saw the man sitting on the carpet.
There were wine bottles lying around him, and the rich red wine mixed with the aroma in the room. The smell was really not that good.
"Is he drunk?" Mu Qian said uncertainly.
This man has always been calm and self-possessed, and would never fall into a state of confusion. Now in this situation, he can actually drink too much.
Then she asked again, "Tell me honestly, is the Chi family going bankrupt?"
Otherwise, what kind of situation could make him drink like this.
Heng Li pushed her gently from behind, "You'd better go in and ask yourself."
It is impossible for the Chi family to go bankrupt. The wealth accumulated by the Chi family is unmatched by even the Yun family. The ancestors have given them countless blessings. How could they go bankrupt so easily?
And with their husband's ability, even if they play with their eyes closed, all projects are profitable.
The closer you get to the people in the room, the stronger the smell of alcohol becomes. Mu Qian has also seen many people act drunkenly, and some people's wine is not really good.
With this in mind, she squatted down carefully and reached out to push Chi Si's shoulder, who had his head lowered.
He immediately raised his head. Even after drinking so much, there was no sign of blushing, but the watery color on his thin lips made him look really enchanting.
"Qianqian..." His eyes were a little confused, and he threw the wine glass in his hand and rushed over.
Before Mu Qian could react, she had been pinned to the ground. His soft, alcoholic lips covered hers. He protected the back of her head with one hand, but the other hand held her tightly.
The waist tightly controls the person under the body.
The soft lips and tongue came with a terrifying meaning and a mellow smell of wine, and they attacked her mouth fiercely.
Mu Qian couldn't break free, holding on to his chest with both hands, and her whole state was still a bit dazed.
"Hmm..."
After her lips became numb, the man let go of her, his handsome face pressed into the crook of her neck, and he breathed softly.
Mu Qian could feel his suppressed emotions. Although she didn't know why, this man was in a very bad mood, very bad.
The two of them lay on the carpet for about ten minutes before Mu Qian moved her trapped calf to signal.
"Can't we get up?"
Her position was uncomfortable.
"A little while longer..." His voice came from the crook of Mu Qian's neck, a little muffled.
Mu Qian was a little speechless, but she still coaxed her patiently, "Are you worried about something? Who provoked you today, I'm going to help you get revenge."
Listening to her voice, the man with his head buried in his head laughed out loud, and held her hand tighter.
Mu Qian almost lost her breath and hurriedly patted his back, "Let go, let go! You want to strangle me to death!"
Chi Si obediently let her go, but quickly turned over and sat up with her arms in his arms, and the two of them sat on the carpet together, leaning against the sofa.
"You haven't been right since you came back from Yinjue Academy. Is there something going on between you and the World Honored One?" Mu Qian looked at him sideways.
She is not a fool. When she saw the World Honored One that day, Chi Si's eyes were not without stories.
Although he has always been arrogant and would not even lower his head to look down at me when he saw the King of Heaven, the way he looked at the World Honored One did not mean he didn't care at all.
"You once said that the World Honored One looks like your master, so what kind of person is your master?" Chi Si suddenly asked.
He had some doubts in his heart, and it was time to unravel them.
Mu Qian thought for a while and answered his question, "My master is an old man with a fairy spirit. He likes to write but his writing is not good. He taught me how to play chess, and soon I killed all his pieces. Obviously
He is in charge of a pavilion, but he goes out every year and never sees anyone. But this kind of person is an old man who is admired and respected by everyone in the world."
Chi Si stared at her for a long time and then slowly said, "The master of Suoling Pavilion, the Qingtan God."
Mu Qian lowered her head and grasped the wine bottle and suddenly let go. The bottle fell on the wool blanket on the ground, making a heavy sound.
"you……"
She looked at the person in front of her in astonishment.
"Wuzhou Continent Suo Ling Pavilion, Tiansheng Dynasty, right?"
Mu Qian grabbed his hand and looked excited, "Did you come from us too!!"
She originally thought that the World Honored One was the master, and perhaps he had come to this place for some unknown reason like her, but had lost his memory.
Unexpectedly, Chi Si would be like this, and Mu Qian almost jumped up and sang a song.
"Then do you know who I am?" Chi Si asked her next.
Mu Qian shook his head and looked at his appearance very carefully, but like her, his soul came and found a body to live in, so his appearance was not similar to before.
"Han Qian, the young master of the Northern Night Clan." Chi Si said every word seriously.
Mu Qian just frowned. She had heard of the Ye Clan, but she had never heard of the name Han Gan.
"I know the Night Clan. It is said in the ancient books recorded in Suoling Pavilion that the Night Clan was once a demon clan and gradually purified into an ordinary race. The place where it is located has short days and long nights all year round, but your lifespan is very long.
And the spiritual power is so powerful, especially after nightfall, it is almost impossible to find an opponent."
When she went down the mountain, she also thought about going to the Mingye Mountain where the Northern Night Clan is located, but she put it aside in the end.
"You really don't remember me."
Seeing her appearance, Chi Si's suspicion was verified.
At that time, God Qingtan used half of his spiritual power to protect a trace of her spiritual energy from the thirty-nine lightning strikes, and also used his spiritual power to help her cultivate her spiritual essence.
Finally, it was Beiyin where Chi Si sent her. At the Beiming Cliff, he erased Mu Qian's memory, but he didn't know which link went wrong. In the end, only the memory about him was erased.
She was reincarnated with these scattered memories, so she mistakenly believed that she had used some kind of magic to come to this place that was completely different from Wuzhou Continent.
"I sent you here, but you just forgot about me." Chi Si raised his hand and touched her face, and Mu Qian understood what he meant in an instant.
She was a little unsure as to why she was sent here by him.
"The Qingqing Mirror is the most precious treasure of our clan. I know how to use it. Do you want to know everything?" Chi Si looked at her and asked seriously.
Mu Qian stared without saying anything, but the confusion in her eyes told Chi Si the confusion in her heart.
"I know what you want to get back. I said I would never lie to you."
Chi Si said, holding her palm, and as his spiritual energy poured out, the Qingqing Mirror appeared in response to Chi Si's call.
Mu Qian had a strong premonition in her heart, not the excitement of approaching the truth, but a kind of unexplained fear.
Following his movements, the clearing mirror suddenly enlarged, and Mu Qian's pupils reflected the dark blue aura. In an instant, countless images flashed through her mind.
The back of a girl was displayed in the mirror, and the pictures came into her eyes like a fleeting glance.
She thought of their first meeting and all the forgotten past.
Mu Qian went down the mountain on the first day after her seventeenth birthday. The master promised her that she would be able to go down the mountain by herself after she became the Young Pavilion Master, and she did not need to take Senior Brother Haoyun with her this time.
She went down the mountain happily. In a month, she traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River. What she saw along the way was different from what she saw when Brother Haoyun took her down the mountain.
This time she went further and saw more.
She saw people going from sunrise to sunset, and she also saw people singing and dancing in bustling cities. Going further, she even saw officials oppressing people, and people living in poverty.
When she reached the border of Dasheng Dynasty, she received news from Locking Soul Pavilion.
The Ye Clan in the north rebelled and were all killed. The young leader of the Ye Clan broke through the siege and escaped. Emperor Ai issued an order to Suo Ling Pavilion and asked Suo Ling Pavilion to capture him quickly.
She happened to be in the closest position to the north, so a letter came from the pavilion asking her to bring the young master of the Night Clan back to Suoling Pavilion.
After receiving the order, Mu Qian followed the instructions and began to track the young master of the Night Clan. She inspected almost all places where the fugitive could be hidden.
In the end, she rescued Han Gan who was being killed in a sea of fire.
The young man was lying on the ground in the sea of fire. His eyes were clear and bright. He was clearly in a desperate situation but did not show despair. His lips were full of contempt as he looked at the people around him.
At that moment Mu Qian seemed to see something else from him.
So she didn't hesitate and landed next to the boy, extinguishing the flames that were about to burn him in time.
"Who is coming?"
She glanced at the people around her. They probably weren't people sent by the dynasty.
"The young master of the Suoling Pavilion is ordered to apprehend the young master of the Ye clan. Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot."
The leader looked at the people around him, winked, and then everyone retreated and disappeared without a trace in the forest.
"Can you get up by yourself?" Mu Qian looked down at the people on the ground.
The young man, who was covered in wounds, raised his head and glanced at her. What he saw was the bell hanging on her waist, which was as clear and loud as the sound of nature.
"It's okay if you can't move. I have to take you back."
This was also the last sentence Han Gan heard before he fainted.
It is said that the Night Clan's combat effectiveness is strongest after dark. The group of people who just chose to kill him during the day also calculated that his strength would be weaker during the day.
Moreover, he was able to escape by chance, but his body was already scarred, and both his spiritual power and physical strength were greatly reduced.
Mu Qian found a nearby inn to stay at and treated his injuries.
Although this is her prisoner, he must receive the best preferential treatment. Now that this man is weak, he can only wait until he is in better health before setting off to take him back to the place where the spirit is bound.
Mu Qian felt strange when she saw him for the first time. She had captured countless guilty souls, and many of them were extremely vicious.
Not everyone's eyes were sharp and sinister, but she didn't see such malice in Han Gan's body.
Besides, the Northern Night Clan retreated to the north because they hated the secular world. How could such a tribe launch a rebellion many years later?
Mu Qian couldn't figure this out. Even if the details were unclear, she still had to take the person back to Suoling Pavilion to listen to the master's decision.
On the way to Yueling Mountain, the young master of the Night Clan really didn't talk much. Sometimes he only spoke to her once a day.
During this period, he had no intention of breaking free from her restraint spell and escaping. The obedient one simply didn't look like a normal fugitive.
Understanding that his entire family had been wiped out and that he had suffered such a huge change, Mu Qian was very obedient and did not tease him. After all, prisoners also have human rights.
Everything changed later, and Mu Qian's mentality changed when they passed by the capital of the dynasty.
Mu Qian remembered the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes in the dim sum shops on Wangdu Street, and wanted to bring some back from the capital to her master and fellow apprentices.
So she took Han Gan and planned to stop in the royal capital for a day to rest before leaving.
But on the night when he first entered the royal capital, the usually taciturn young man broke free from her binding spell and broke into the palace at night.
Mu Qian stopped the man in front of Emperor Ai's palace and gave him a few words of earnest advice.
"Your entire clan has been wiped out. You can't defeat them. Rather than die, it's better to live well and leave a bloodline for your Night clan."
Han Gan looked at her and suddenly laughed coldly, with more irony in his smile.
The two were forced into the palace by patrolling guards, and it was there that Mu Qian learned why the entire Ye clan was wiped out.
In front of the soup pool where smoke was rising, the man who was lowering his head and reporting to Emperor Ai was the one who led the siege of Hangan that day.
"He was rescued by the young master of Suoling Pavilion. His subordinates were afraid that their identity would be exposed, so they withdrew their troops."
The man in the soup pool slowly raised his hand. The candle sent by the internal prison guard on the side was white and moist, with a faint refreshing fragrance.
"It doesn't matter, all the Ye clan have been executed, and he alone won't be able to achieve anything great." Di Di said with a chuckle, overturned the candle in his hand, and the wax fell into the water and turned into blossoming flowers. White plum.
"The Emperor Star rises from the north and changes dynasties. If this is the case, then I will destroy the people from the north."
Mu Qian looked at the people around her. Han Gan's eyes were already filled with scarlet red. The rope in her hand held him tightly to prevent him from rushing in.
She understood instantly. No wonder it was rumored that the Night Clan was rebelling, but she had not seen any signs of unrest for so long since she had been down the mountain.
Moreover, when she was about to go down the mountain, she heard Senior Brother Haoyun say that there was something unusual about the star wheel in the star rotating platform in the pavilion.
Once there is any abnormal movement in the Emperor Star, the Star Chakra will definitely sense it.
"Your Excellency, this ever-bright lamp is made from the spiritual roots of the Ye tribe. They have long lifespans, and the ever-bright lamp made from their spiritual roots will definitely help you for thousands of generations..."
Emperor Ai raised his head, and the hollow gold wire rack behind him was filled with transparent white candles...