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It is said that a cold autumn rain brings a chill, and the cold in the mountains has become even more intense.
The water in the " Jing Shi " has already boiled, and the water bubbling out is overflowing on the small stove. It sizzles, but no one is seen taking the kettle down. In the end, the host of the " Jing Shi " sighed and took down the kettle to pour tea for his elder brother across from him, deliberately skimming off the first brew that lacked flavor.
"Brother, have some tea."
"......"
"If big brother doesn't want tea, there's also the ginseng chicken soup from the kitchen that was just delivered. Big brother can drink it to replenish his energy."
"You even know when I'm angry?"
"Just guessing."
"Guess..." (closed his eyes)
To be honest, Lan Xichen really wanted to beat up his little brother. Probably because he never did when they were young, so he grew up to be lawless. He agreed to let his little brother do as he pleased, with him taking care of everything, but he also didn't agree to spread rumors about the two of them, saying that the the Lan Family brothers were at odds and constantly fighting. This is clearly poking at his sore spot... No, his heart!
" Wangji, my brother, I need you to explain."
"It's just a temporary measure, no need for explanations."
"There are many ways to divert one's gaze, why choose this one?"
"Only my elder brother and I are involved, so outsiders dare not act rashly, and within the Lan Family, we can also see more clearly."
"Are you suspecting that the Lan Family still has...?"
"I have to be on guard."
"Even so, there's no need to keep it from uncle."
This is the most troublesome thing for Lan Xichen. Lan Qiren doesn't know what his two brothers are up to. After hearing the news, he called him over to ask several times, but unfortunately, Lan Wangji had recently created a seemingly improper cultivation and a false appearance of being possessed by evil spirits. After seeing that kind of madness, Lan Qiren didn't want to add more worries, so he only asked Lan Xichen for information, making him feel "lifeless."
He, Lan Xichen, the dignified head of the Gusu Lan sect, the outstanding figure of Immortal sect, Lord Ze Wu, had to kneel and sit obediently like a good nephew when he returned to his own courtyard. After enduring four or five days of lectures, even Lan Xichen's good temper had been tested, so he came to the Jing Shi to "let off steam."
"Elder brother asks for nothing, Wangji, why not tomorrow..."
"Okay."
"Okay what?"
"See uncle."
"......"
"Does older brother have doubts?"
Due to his habit of doting on his younger brother, he instinctively wanted to answer "no," but the recent events made him have to admit a fact—his own younger brother would not go easy on him when trying to deceive him! So, Lan Wangji agreeing so easily to go see Lan Qiren to explain the rumors, most likely isn't that simple.
"Brother, you worry too much."
"...... (Eye expression: Are you sure?)"
" Wangji is also a concern for my older brother."
"...... (Eyes: I don't believe you.)"
"Brother, it's true."
"I hope so."
He sighed deeply, took a sip of the slightly cool tea, and was surprised to find that it was exceptionally refreshing. As he swallowed, he felt a subtle medicinal force blocking his throat, but it quickly spread throughout his body, leaving him feeling clear and relaxed.
"What kind of tea is this? I've never tasted it before."
"It's a medicinal tea, nameless, made by boiling licorice, ginseng, sour jujube seeds, mimosa flowers, and other medicinal ingredients with morning dew, and sweetened with locust flower honey."
"Mmm, it's not anything precious, but I didn't expect it to be so effective."
"This is a prescription specially made by Wen Qing for Wei Ying."
Lan Xichen was about to pour another cup, but upon hearing this, he hesitated and withdrew his hand. It wasn't that he had any prejudice against Wei Wuxian or Wen Qing, but he couldn't help feeling ashamed. Lan Wangji, however, did not act as he expected and silently added another cup for his elder brother.
"Brother, there's no need to worry. Whether it's Wei Ying or Miss Wen, I won't take it to heart."
" Wangji, I..."
"Brother, have some tea."
There was no trace of emotion on Lan Wangji's face, as if the warm tea truly comforted his innermost being and smoothed over his scars. But Lan Xichen knew that this possibility was extremely slim, so he simply sat quietly by his side, and only left after they finished the pot of tea.
Lan Xichen did not ask where this medicinal tea recipe came from. Perhaps it was given by Wei Wuxian before his death, or perhaps not. His own younger brother had also made several trips to the Burial Mounds in the past. Of course, he would not know that there was an additional ingredient in the medicinal tea, which was the frost on the leaves of the Burial Mounds' ghost bamboo.
For practitioners of demonic cultivation, the frost on the ghost bamboo leaves has the effect of smoothing out resentment, a discovery made by Wei Wuxian when he was inadvertently treating his injuries with kindness. However, for practitioners of spiritual energy cultivation, it is a way of silently and subtly drawing resentment into the body.
"Spiritual energy is energy, resentment is also energy, cultivating both may be a way out. Brother, don't be surprised."
He brewed another pot of tea, and Lan Wangji stared into space, a hint of unease appearing between his brows. The tea recipe was given to him by Nie Huisang, who said it was picked up by the Nie Family cultivators during the siege of Potter's Field. But the things left behind by Wei Wuxian were considered treasures in the eyes of the hundred families in Immortal sect, and there was hardly anything left. At that time, the Nie Family and the Lan Family didn't go up the mountain, so how did they manage to pick it up? Moreover, the ghost bamboo leaf frost in the tea recipe is only available in Potter's Field, but recently, all the families have been eyeing Yiling. the Nie Family couldn't possibly send any good hands to Potter's Field to carry out the plan, so how did they come up with a large bag of ghost bamboo leaf frost that came with the tea recipe? It couldn't possibly have been given to Nie Huisang by Wei Wuxian when he was alive, could it?
"Nie Huisang What are you hiding..."
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