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It is said that a autumn rain brings a chill, and the mountain village feels even colder.
The water in the meditation room has already boiled, with water bubbling and overflowing onto the small stove. "Sizzle, sizzle" it sounds, but no one is seen taking the kettle off. In the end, the owner of the meditation room sighed and took the kettle down 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, drink it to replenish your energy."
"You even know when I'm angry?"
"Guessed."
"Guess..." (closed his eyes)
To be honest, Lan Xichen really wanted to beat up his little brother. Perhaps it's because he never did it when they were young, that's why he became so unruly when he grew up. 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 Lan family brothers were at odds and constantly fighting. This is clearly poking at his sore spot... No, his heart!
" Wangji, my brother needs you to explain."
"temporary expedient; stopgap measure, no need to explain."
"There are many ways to divert one's gaze, why this one?"
"Only my 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 the Lan and...?"
"I have to be on guard."
"Even so, there's no need to keep it from uncle."
The most troublesome thing for Lan Xichen is this. Lan Qiren doesn't know what his two brothers are up to. After hearing the news, he called him over to ask several times. Unfortunately, Lan Wangji had recently created a seemingly improper cultivation and a false appearance of being possessed by evil spirits. After seeing such a crazy and demonic aura, Lan Qiren didn't want to add more worries. Therefore, he only asked Lan Xichen questions, making him feel "lifeless."
He, Lan Xichen, the grandmaster of the the Lan Sect in Suzhou, the outstanding Marshal Ze Wu of the Immortal Sect, had to kneel and sit obediently like a good nephew when he returned to his own courtyard. After listening to lectures for four or five days in a row, even Lan Xichen's good temper was starting to wear thin. So, he came to the meditation room to "let off steam."
"Elder brother, I have no other requests. It's better if tomorrow you..."
"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, it probably isn't that simple.
"Brother, you worry too much."
"...... (Eye expression: Are you sure?)"
" Wangji It's also because I'm thinking of my older brother."
"...... (His eyes seemed to say: I don't believe you at all.)"
"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."
"herbal tea, nameless, brewed with licorice, ginseng, sour jujube kernels, mimosa flowers, and locust flower honey."
"Mm~ It's not something precious, but I didn't expect it to be so effective."
"This is a prescription specially made for Wei Ying by Wen Qing."
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. However, Lan Wangji did not act as he expected, silently adding 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."
"Forgetfulness or absent-mindedness, I..."
"Brother, have some tea."
There was no trace of emotion on Lan Wangji's face, as if the warm tea truly comforted his heart and smoothed over his scars. But Lan Xichen knew that this possibility was very 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 medicine tea recipe came from. Perhaps it was given by Wei Wuxian before his death, or maybe it was from his younger brother's visits to the Burial Mounds. Of course, he wouldn't know that there was an additional ingredient in the tea, which is the frost on the leaves of the ghost bamboo from the Burial Mounds.
For a demon arts cultivator, the frost on the ghost bamboo leaves has the effect of smoothing out resentment, which was discovered by Wei Wuxian inadvertently while treating injuries with kindness. But for a spiritual energy cultivator, it is a "silent and subtle" way to draw resentment into the body.
"Spiritual energy is energy, resentment is also energy, cultivating both may be a way out. Brother, don't be angry."
He brewed another pot of tea, and Lan Wangji's expression became clouded as he gazed into the distance. The tea recipe was given to him by Nie Huaisang, who said it was something the the Nie Family cultivators had salvaged during the chaos at Burial Mounds. However, the items left behind by Wei Wuxian were considered treasures in the eyes of the various sects, and there was hardly anything left. At that time, the the Nie Family, like the Lanling Jin, did not ascend the mountain, so how did they manage to salvage anything? Moreover, the ghost bamboo leaf frost in the tea recipe could not be obtained from Burial Mounds. Recently, all the sects have been keeping an eye on Yiling, and the the Nie Family could not have sent any skilled individuals to Burial Mounds to carry out their plan. So how did they come into possession of a large package of ghost bamboo leaf frost that came with the tea recipe? It couldn't possibly have been something Wei Wuxian gave to Nie Huaisang while he was alive, could it?
" Nie Huaisang What are you hiding..."
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