Early in the morning, Yun Yanchu had just finished washing and yawned when he came out and saw a large table of sumptuous meals prepared on the table.
She blinked in confusion and turned her gaze to Shen Nanzhou to one side.
Shen Nanzhou was placing the bowls and chopsticks when he saw Yun Yanchu come out and slightly raised his lips.
"Are you awake?" came a familiar voice.
Mo Zhifan was used to seeing Yun Yanchu looking like she was still awake. He walked up quickly and pinched Yun Yanchu's cheek while she was still dazed.
The fleshy little face is soft and feels great when pinched.
After succeeding, Mo Zhifan received an accusing look from Yun Yanchu the next second.
"Hahaha." He couldn't help but laugh, moved his face forward, and asked with a smile: "Senior brother, ask the little junior sister to pinch it back."
"No, senior brother's face stinks." Yun Yanchu snorted lightly and made a face at Mo Zhifan.
He ran straight towards Hua Rong, who just walked into the palace.
Seeing this, Hua Rong squatted down slightly and took the little man into his arms.
"Master~" Yun Yanchu threw herself into Hua Rong's arms, raised her head, and looked at Hua Rong with dark eyes.
Hua Rong picked up Yun Yanchu. On the tall and straight figure of Hua Rong, the already petite Yun Yanchu looked even smaller.
The little girl with clear and innocent eyes was picked up by Hua Rong and then cast a stern look at Mo Zhifan.
"Have you bullied your third senior brother again?" Hua Rong asked with a chuckle as he saw Mo Zhifan standing there angrily.
"No." Yun Yanchu blinked his clear and innocent eyes, opened his eyes and told lies.
"Ah, right, right, how can little junior sister bully me? Junior sister is the kindest." Mo Zhifan stepped forward and angrily raised his hand and gently dug out Yun Yanchu's nose.
"You little girl is very naughty." He said in a low voice and quarreled with Yun Yanchu for a few more words.
Hua Rong looked sideways at Shen Nanzhou, who had already placed the bowls and chopsticks.
After sitting in their respective seats, Yun Yanchu looked at Hua Rong and asked, "Master, what day is today? It's so rich."
Hua Rong looked at Yun Yanchu, who knew nothing, and silently raised his lips and said: "Today is Yan Chu's birthday. Naturally, the birthday must be better than every day in the past."
Yun Yan looked surprised when she first heard this, but in fact, she knew everything.
The fourteenth day of the winter lunar month was the birthday she set for herself in her previous life.
In her previous life, she was trapped in chaos until she entered Qianming and was reborn.
So she designated the day she entered the sect as her birthday.
"Is it a birthday? Does Yan Chu have a birthday too?" Yun Yanchu blinked and looked at the big table of sumptuous meals in front of him, feeling moved in his heart.
The little guy's eyes couldn't help but turn red. He had only seen other people's birthdays in the past, but he didn't expect that one day he would be able to celebrate his own birthday.
Seeing her looking like she was about to cry, three grown men quickly stepped forward to comfort her.
Under the constant comfort of the three people, the little guy stopped crying.
Seeing the three of them heaving a sigh of relief, Yun Yanchu silently held back his tears, with a glimmer of light in his slightly drooped eyes.
Yun Yanchu could tell that Huarong had been deliberately testing recently.
At this time, the five people in the sect except her knew that four people had been reborn.
If Wei Siyou was also reborn, wouldn't it be strange that she was not reborn?
However, after many trials with no results, Hua Rong also turned his original suspicion towards the possibility of survivors.
Looking at Yun Yanchu's performance, Hua Rong felt that he was overthinking it, and maybe Yun Yanchu happened to be the lucky one.
How could he be willing to let the little guy in front of him cry? Hua Rong scolded himself, took out an exquisite box from his robe and handed it to Yun Yanchu.
"What is this?" Yun Yanchu asked curiously, stretching out his hands to take it.
"Birthday gifts are gifts given to the person's birthday by relatives and friends as a celebration." Hua Rong explained, and then said, "Yan Chu opened it and took a look."
When Yun Yan first heard the words, she lowered her eyes and looked at the palm-sized box in her hand. There was a slight fluctuation of spiritual power in it, which made her curious about what gift Hua Rong had prepared for her.
Following Hua Rong's words, he opened the box. A click of the lock sounded, and a ray of ice-blue light reflected from the box, shining on Yun Yanchu's face.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the ray of light illuminated by the box.
Yun Yanchu opened the box completely.
In the box, there lies a snake-shaped ring. The body of the ring is completely ice-white, and the head of the snake is holding a flowing drop of water, from which the ice-blue light emanates.
There was a hint of red in the ink of the snake's eyes, and once he glanced at it, he felt an inexplicable strangeness.
Yun Yanchu stretched out his hand and touched the ring lightly, and saw a blue light appear on the ring, and then turned into a stream of light and wrapped around Yun Yanchu's knuckles.
"Congratulations, little junior sister, this spiritual weapon automatically recognizes its owner, which is rare in the world of immortality." Shen Nanzhou congratulated loudly, watching the snake ring automatically recognize its owner.
A law of heaven and earth was formed in Yun Yanchu's palm.
Yun Yanchu also looked at the snake ring entwined with her knuckles with some surprise.
"This snake ring is made of materials related to the dual elements of ice and thunder. Yan Chu, if you try to use it, it can be transformed into countless things you want to transform."
There was no surprise on Huarong's face. This snake ring was specially refined by him. It was unique in the world. It was not surprising to recognize Yun Yanchu as its owner.
Yun Yanchu's talent and spirit are rare in the world. It is easy to identify the owner of a snake ring that can give birth to spiritual wisdom.
Hua Rong said, raising his hand and sending a magic formula into Yun Yanchu's mind.
Yun Yanchu recited the magic formula silently in his heart, and several people watched the ring turn into...a pair of chopsticks!?
"Pfft..." Mo Zhifan was the first one who couldn't help laughing.
The other two people couldn't help laughing when they looked at the pair of chopsticks made of white jade in Yun Yanchu's hands.
Suddenly, there was loud laughter on the dinner table, and Yun Yanchu, the person involved, pretended to be confused and looked at the three of them.
She admitted that she did it on purpose, but did they laugh too loudly!
Yun Yanchu: At least restrain yourself! ((???д??)?┻━┻
Under the ridicule of several people, Hua Rong was the first to hold back his smile. He raised his hand and restored the chopsticks in Yun Yanchu's hand to their original shape.
Then with a slight cough, Shen Nanzhou and Mo Zhifan calmed down a bit.
"What happened to make you laugh so happily?" A familiar voice suddenly came from outside the hall.
Several people in the room smiled and looked towards the door almost at the same time.
At the door of the palace, Chu Wanjun, dressed in red, was crossing the threshold. She raised her hand to brush off her hood and looked at the people in the room with a smile.
"Sister!" The three people in the room shouted in unison.
Yun Yanchu was the first to make a move, getting down from the chair and running towards Chu Wanjun.
Chu Wanjun picked up Yun Yanchu, looked at Hua Rong with a slight smile on her eyebrows, and called out softly: "Master."