Raiders Villain Male Lead Project [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 89

This winter, the snow in the capital was very heavy. From morning to night, the yard was flooded in the blink of an eye, and it was all white as far as the eye could see. It made people feel like they were in heaven.

Mu Xuan sat under the eaves to warm up the fire, glanced at the person next to him, and found that he was already asleep, so he went to find two cloaks to put on him.

Recently, Ren Ke is in a good state, neither irritable nor crazy. It has been a long time since Li Cheng was mentioned. Although Li Cheng's things can be heard everywhere, he always looks calm when he hears it, as if he just heard a stranger's name generally.

But the more this happened, the more Mu Xuan worried about him.

There are turbulent waves under the calm water of the lake. He is afraid that one day the waves will rise and he will not be able to protect Ren Ke.

Mu Xuan added a few pieces of carbon to make the fire more lively, and looked up at the yard.

It was a snowy day just now, but now there is no wind and snow, and there is a vague meaning that it will clear up. This God is really unpredictable.

He looked at Ah Yan who was sitting in a daze in the corner every day, gestured to him, asked him to take care of Ren Ke, and then went out.

After exiting the alley, turn right and you will find the main street. The heavy snow just now covered many vendors’ stalls with snow. Now that the snow has stopped, many stall owners are clearing the snow to cover their products.

Except for the sparse vendors, he was the only pedestrian on the street at the moment, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, and he stopped in front of a vendor.

The boss, who was cleaning the broken snow on the shoulder pole, felt that someone was coming, and turned his head quickly, his black beard and eyebrows were particularly eye-catching in the snow-white environment.

"Young Master is here!" The bearded man greeted enthusiastically, rubbed his hands on his clothes, stepped back to the booth, and asked with a smile, "How many catties do you want, Young Master?"

The boss selling tofu was the one downstairs in Liuyue. Mu Xuan also found out when he was hanging out with Ren Ke one day. Surprisingly, he asked him if he still sent tofu to Su's house.

Although the bearded beard looks rough, he is a real person. He said that a little money from them is enough to live a lifetime, and they must give it away. It's just that they are used to selling tofu and can't take it easy, except for sending it to the Su Mansion , will also do some retail.

After speaking, he was very persistent in giving them tofu, wishing he could give them all the stalls, but Mu Xuan couldn't resist his kindness, so he took a small piece.

Unexpectedly, there is a bearded beard stall here, and it has been common since then. Every time I see it, I will give away tofu, and I get used to it after coming and going.

Occasionally, I can chat a few words. Mu Xuan didn't come here to get tofu this time, but for other things, so he stopped him from cutting tofu.

The bearded man was stunned for a moment, and asked with some embarrassment, "Don't you want tofu?"

The communication between them is tofu. It's normal to chat a few words when they get tofu, but they don't want tofu and they come here specially, and their beards are a little confused.

Mu Xuan took out a red envelope from his cuff and handed it over, the bearded man was even more confused.

"That's how I found out. Your daughter got married the day before yesterday. A little care is not a respect."

After listening, the bearded beard suddenly realized, and then he felt a little embarrassed, hurriedly pushed his hand away, and said hesitantly, "This... this can't be accepted, what did you say?" He scratched his head, showing embarrassment, "Little girl The dowry is all given by the young master, I originally wanted to invite the young master to a banquet, but thinking about our country, the young master was not used to it, so I didn’t invite the young master.”

He danced and explained, fearing that Mu Xuan might misunderstand something, his whole face was exerting force.

Mu Xuan stuffed the red envelope into his hand, "What did you say, it's for your daughter, not for you, just hand it over."

After finishing speaking, he hurried away, and quickened his pace for fear that he would catch up. Fortunately, he chased him for a few steps, presumably because he was afraid that no one would see him and dare not run far, so he sighed a few times, and went back helplessly.

Both he and Ren Ke have met the bearded daughter. She is a gentle person, very kind to the elderly and children, and will secretly give them extra cuts.

Because Mu Xuan praised him, Ren Ke was still sullen, which caused him a good deal of coaxing.Fearing that Ren Ke would be angry, he prepared the red envelopes secretly, and saw him fall asleep just now, so he took this opportunity to give them away.

These days, there are too few kind-hearted people, and he hopes that the little girl will always be kind.

The snow had stopped for a while, and there were a little more people on the street at this moment, so he bought some dragon beard crisps and went back to prevent Ren Ke from having an excuse when he asked.

When he was approaching the entrance of the alley, he saw someone falling in front of him. Fortunately, he supported the stone platform next to him, so he didn't fall directly on the snow.

His back is stooped, his hair is grizzled, and his hair is no longer dark. He must be an old man.

Mu Xuan hurriedly stepped forward to help him. Hearing the old man's cough, he asked with concern, "How are you, old man?"

When the person turned around, he froze.

The old man's beard and hair are all white, his face is full of wrinkles, his loose skin is covered with spots, his eyes have been stained with wind and frost, but he is still firm.

She's a little older than when I first saw him, already looking like a lamp withered.

"Cough cough."

Just as the old man opened his mouth and lowered his head to cough a few times, Mu Xuan came back to his senses, raised his hand and patted his back, carefully supporting him, like protecting some fragile jade.

The gate of Dongfang Mansion, which had been closed for a long time, was opened recently, and the snow in front of the gate was also swept away. Mu Xuan was already prepared in his heart, but he was still a little slow to deal with this sudden encounter, and a little panicked.

The old man in front of him is the head of the Dongfang Mansion, the oldest general in the Ling Kingdom, and the patron saint of the northern border—Dongfang Wuruo.

Mu Xuan saw that the old general was wearing a winter coat. He had been in the biting snow for an unknown amount of time, and his whole body was icy cold.

He quickly tore off his cloak and put it on the old man, giving him comfort.

Dongfang Wuruo felt better after coughing for a while, but his heart and lungs were still a little uncomfortable. Looking up at his concerned eyes, he pointed to the nearby teahouse.

Mu Xuan winked very much, and immediately helped him to the teahouse, and thoughtfully ordered the best tea, and ordered some soft refreshments.

As soon as the hot tea was served, Mu Xuan hurriedly poured tea for him and pushed all the pastries towards him.

The hot tea warmed his stomach, and his throat became much more comfortable. Dongfang Wu Ruo glanced at the cloak on his body, and then at the young man opposite, with a thin body. After giving him the cloak, he secretly coughed a few times.

Seeing him looking at himself, Mu Xuan asked, "Old man, are you feeling better?"

Dongfang Wuruo put down his teacup, coughed habitually, and said with a smile, "It's much better, thank you sir."

Hearing this, Mu Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he met him just now. Otherwise, the old man might not be able to recover for a while in the freezing snow. The door of Dongfang Mansion is about to close again.

Dongfang Wuruo: "What's your name and where do you come from?"

Mu Xuan: "My name is Mu Xuan, from Huai'an."

"Huai'an is a good place." Dongfang Wuruo sighed, and was about to say something when a girl came hurriedly from the door of the teahouse, "Grandfather!"

The cry immediately attracted everyone in the teahouse. The woman was tall and slender, with a high ponytail and a very heroic appearance. Wearing a tight-fitting gown with narrow sleeves, she stepped into the teahouse within a few steps and walked towards a table inside. .

This is Dongfang Susu, the granddaughter of Dongfang Wuruo, who has been a martial artist since she was a child, and she is different from the girls in the boudoir.

Under everyone's gaze, she came to Dongfang Wuruo excitedly, "Grandfather didn't say a word when he went out, so I'll have a hard time finding him!"

Although it was a reproach, the tone was full of worry.

Dongfang Wuruo waved her hands helplessly, indicating that there was someone beside her, Dongfang Susu raised her eyes, saw Mu Xuan and nodded slightly as a greeting.

Mu Xuan also nodded politely.

Dongfang Wuruo didn't say a word about his affairs on the street, and Mu Xuan couldn't say much, so he left after saying a few words.

Before leaving, Dongfang Wu Ruo remembered the cloak he was wearing, and wanted to return the clothes when he saw Mu Xuan walking into the alley and looked up at the teahouse.

Dongfang Susu supported him, looked together with him, and saw nothing but the teahouse just now, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with grandfather?"

Dongfang Wuruo shook his head.

The old and the young went back home slowly.

As soon as Mu Xuan entered the yard, he saw Ren Ke and A Yan fighting, more precisely, they should be discussing each other.

The weather is cold, and the way their martial arts practitioners heat up is to fight.

A Yan was still obsessed with fighting Mu Xuan before, but Ren Ke beat him to the ground if he refused. He was depressed and helpless.

The sword of the courtyard crossed the snow, and a long line was born. The long sword sparked. Ren Ke raised his eyes and saw the person at the gate of the courtyard, who was about to enter the house on tiptoe.

With his feet on the ground, his sword slashed across Ah Yan's sword, and then changed the sword in his left hand to his right hand. Drawn outside the lines.

Ren Ke immediately withdrew his sword, and jumped in front of the person who was only a few steps away from entering the house. Seeing his thin clothes, his expression was dignified.

Mu Xuan took out an oiled paper from his arms, opened it and handed it to him, "Dragon Beard Crisp."

He put it in his heart, it was still hot.

Ren Ke looked down slightly at the dragon beard cake in his hand, it was already broken, so he reluctantly picked up the big cloak on the chair next to him and put it on him, thinking that one was not enough, so he added another.

Mu Xuan was almost out of breath, but seeing Ren Ke's gloomy face, he didn't dare to get angry, and still held the oiled paper pitifully.

Ren Ke: "Wear more!"

Mu Xuan nodded hurriedly.

Every time he agreed, and every time he was disobedient, Ren Ke had no choice but to see him looking at him eagerly, with something he bought in his hand, so he lowered his head and took a bite, tearing off a little.

The sweet taste spread in his mouth, and he held Mu Xuan's hand that was about to let go, feeling a chill.

Put down Longxusu and drag him to the fire to keep warm.

Gradually warming his hands, Mu Xuan thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Ren Ke, the gate of Dongfang Mansion has opened."

Ren Ke nodded, looking at his hands intently.

Seeing his reaction, Mu Xuan couldn't say anymore, and changed the subject, "Who will cook for our Chinese New Year?"

Since Liu Xu went to Yiwang Mansion, they ordered three meals a day in the restaurant. I am afraid that the restaurant may not be open during the Chinese New Year.

Hearing this, Ren Ke frowned slightly, he knew how to roughly roast some rabbits and fish, but if he wanted to cook in a serious manner, he reckoned that the kitchen knives in the kitchen were not as good as his sword.

The two troubled people turned their heads to look at the third person present at the same time.

Ah Yan, who was warming by the stove, was suddenly stared at by the two, speechless for a while, and raised his hand to pat the black sword beside him.

Mu Xuan: "Hey."

The three big guys are really going to make do with it, and they haven't seen Jin Xing and Leng Yue all the time recently, wondering if they want to celebrate the New Year together, and if they know how to cook.

Ren Ke watched his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, and warmed his hands very seriously.

The weather in the capital was so cold that it made people tremble, and Mu Xuan wondered if this God was foreshadowing something, which made people panic.

[It indicates that you are going to die! ] 667 coldly uttered a sarcastic remark to him.

[Man is mortal. ] Mu Xuan put on his belt unhurriedly, as if he didn't care about death at all.

667 was very angry at his attitude that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He explained to him countless times that his death is the dissipation of his soul, which means that he has no afterlife, that is, he disappears completely.

Every time Mu Xuan turned a deaf ear to it, after a long time, 667 was also tired, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Mu Xuan looked down at the sleeping person on the bed, he didn't look cold at all when he was asleep, even a little cute.

He gently lowered the curtain, and walked out of the room lightly.

After he left, Ren Ke opened his eyes and opened the curtain to look at the empty room.

Recently, Mu Xuan got up very early, and everyone went out in the cold weather. Although he brought something back every time, every time it was a small snack, it didn't take that long to buy it.

He got up, put on his clothes, and followed him out. After leaving the alley, he looked around, but after a while, there was no one there.

He was startled, and gripped the Hades sword tightly.

Suddenly he heard a familiar voice, and when he looked up, he saw Mu Xuan in the teahouse opposite, talking to the person opposite with a smile.

Mu Xuan raised his head to see him, was slightly taken aback, and then waved to him.

Ren Ke hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the teahouse. His eyes were not good, and it was only when he got closer that he could see clearly that the person in front of Mu Xuan was an old man with gray hair.

It wasn't until he got to the table that he could see the old man's face clearly. Those piercing eyes looked at him, and he was stunned, his heart skipped half a beat.

Mu Xuan sat down the stunned him, and introduced Dongfang Wuruo, "This is my friend."

Dongfang Wuruo was stunned for a moment when he saw his appearance, then he came back to his senses and nodded calmly.

The hot air in the teacup became weak in the cold air, Mu Xuan poured him a cup of tea, pressed his hand with his left hand under the table, and said with a calm expression on his face, "He is like this, he doesn't like to talk, Elderly people don't care."

Dongfang Wuruo shook his head, took a sip of tea, "I don't know the name of the little brother, where is he from?"

It seemed like he asked casually, but his eyes were burning, and he held the teacup tightly with his hand, carefully watching the tea in the cup shake slightly.

Mu Xuan obviously felt Ren Ke's whole body tremble, he hurriedly held his hand vigorously, and replied, "Murong, like me, is from Huai'an, we grew up together."

Listening, Dongfang Wuruo let go of the teacup, and his expectant eyes dimmed slightly.

It took Ren Ke a long time to come back to his senses, he hid the Hades sword in his hand behind his back, and looked at the old man in front of him - his only blood relative in this world.

Now, on the same table, they cannot recognize each other.

Dongfang Wuruo had been waiting in this teahouse the next day since he met Mu Xuan last time, and when he saw Mu Xuan, he hurriedly called him to return the cloak to him, and Mu Xuan was flattered.

The old man was so enthusiastic that he insisted on inviting him to drink tea, but Mu Xuan's kindness could not be denied, and he remembered that he asked Ren Ke in the middle of the night if he wanted to see his relatives, and what Ren Ke said was that he wanted to see, but he just wanted to see.

He thought it would be nice if there was a chance for Ren Ke to have a chat with his relatives face to face, so he accepted the old man's invitation and got to know each other after coming and going.

Dongfang Wuruo also said with a smile that he wanted to go back to the capital this time, and after finding a good match for his granddaughter, he would just be bored for the elderly, but he didn't expect to have an unexpected harvest, and met a very interesting young man.

Mu Xuan was a little embarrassed by the praise. Thinking about his relationship with Ren Ke, he always felt an inexplicable sense of betrayal.

Before he thought of a perfect solution, he didn't want Ren Ke to know, so as not to cause him to think too much.

Unexpectedly, he was caught so soon.

Dongfang Wuruo: "Young Master, you practice martial arts?"

Mu Xuan glanced at Ren Ke, and saw that his cold eyes softened, but he didn't see that he wanted to speak, and was about to answer for her, when he heard him say, "I understand."

Hearing this, Dongfang Wuruo's eyes lit up, "It's good to practice martial arts. There is a girl in my family who also practices martial arts. Next time I see you, I will definitely be able to chat."

Ren Ke hesitated to refuse, but Mu Xuan immediately snatched his words, "That's a good relationship, my brother is just a fool from practicing martial arts, and he didn't talk to any girl much when he grew up."

As he spoke, he worked hard to refill tea for Dongfang Wuruo, and moved the pastries in front of him.

Ren Ke frowned slightly and looked sideways at him.

Mu Xuan turned a deaf ear and continued talking and laughing with Dongfang Wu Ruo.

After a while, it began to snow outside. Dongfang Susu stood in front of the window holding an umbrella, watching them quietly, and when someone noticed her, she nodded slightly to signal that she would not urge them.

The female general is used to practicing martial arts, and she doesn't like to wear long robes and long skirts. She always wears a smart robe with narrow sleeves, a high ponytail, and a light blue cloak casually. Standing in the snow, she looks like a painting.

This time it was Ren Ke who saw her first, the girl met her eyes and nodded slightly.

Ren Ke couldn't see her face clearly, he just felt that the little girl had grown up.

Dongfang Wuruo estimated the time, turned around and saw that people were already waiting for him, so he sighed.

Although he complained that his granddaughter always looked at him, she was all smiles, without any intention of blaming him.

Mu Xuan and Ren Ke watched the old man come to Dongfang Susu with a bitter face, said something, and looked back.

Dongfang Susu listened to him quietly, moved the umbrella over his head to shield him from the wind and snow, looked over as he said, and smiled.

The old and the young left, and the young one moved most of the umbrella to the old man's head, followed his footsteps unhurriedly, his left hand was always ready to help people, leaving deep and shallow footprints on the snow.

After the person sent him away, Mu Xuan began to feel guilty, first put all the pastries in front of Ren Ke to curry favor, then looked at him with blinking eyes, slightly lowered eyebrows, pursed mouth, and looked at him pitifully.

Ren Ke: "..."

He admitted his mistake very quickly, but he didn't change it.

Mu Xuan: "I shouldn't make my own decisions"

Ren Ke: "..." This time, I know where I went wrong, and I've made some progress.

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger. When the wind blew, the snowflakes floated into the teahouse, and the broken snow spread on the table. After a while, there was a thin layer of snow.

"Cough, cough, cough." Mu Xuan coughed and fell on him. Ren Ke helplessly supported him, and patted him on the back gently, angry and worried.

"Ah Xuan."

Because Mu Xuan coughed too hard, tears filled his eyes, he looked up at him, "Huh?"

Like a big dog begging for mercy, Ren Ke lost his anger in an instant. He poured him a cup of hot tea, took off his cloak and put it on him, "Don't lie to me again."

As soon as Mu Xuan heard that he was not angry, he nodded like a pounding garlic, lowered his head and took a sip of tea with his hand, the warm tea flowed down his throat, and his throat felt much more comfortable.

It snowed for a long time without stopping, but luckily it was only Xiaoxue, so Ren Ke bought an umbrella and went back.

Snow fell on the ground, Mu Xuan stepped on it, turned around and asked, "Ren Ke, do you want to celebrate the New Year with them?"

Ren Ke was holding an umbrella, stopped his feet when he heard this, looked down at him, then dodged his eyes, a little flustered.

Seeing this, Mu Xuan quickly held his hand, and asked his opinion softly, "It's okay, you can go if you want, and you don't if you don't want to."

When Dongfang Wuruo invited him to spend New Year's Eve together, he was also stunned, but the old man was serious and asked him to think about it.

But the original intention of getting acquainted with Dongfang Wu Ruo was Ren Ke, he couldn't make the decision, he had to listen to what Ren Ke had to say.

Ren Ke didn't answer him, took his hand, continued to walk forward, and suddenly said, "Ah Xuan, I'm very happy."

The sound was very soft, like snow falling from the sky.

Mu Xuan was really relieved, he was worried that Ren Ke would be angry.

The days passed day by day, and it was almost New Year's Eve. Ren Ke and Mu Xuan met Dongfang Wuruo many times, and the old man never forgot to invite them to celebrate the New Year together.

Mu Xuan never agreed privately, but always left the decision-making power to Ren Ke, and the old man also saw it, so he focused on Ren Ke who was cold.

This time, Ren Ke finally nodded reluctantly.

Dongfang Wu Ruoxi smiled and asked the waiter for some more cakes.

After Ren Ke agreed, he was frowning. No matter how Mu Xuan coaxed him, he couldn't be happy, worried, and couldn't sleep at night.

Seeing that it was New Year's Eve, Mu Xuan took him to the market to buy a bunch of things, half of them were for Ah Yan and the others, and the other half were preparations for going to Dongfang Mansion for the New Year.

Ren Ke looked at the mountain of gifts, hesitant to speak.

Mu Xuan: "You are Mu Rong, you are not allowed to give gifts when you are a guest."

Hearing this, Ren Ke's brows slightly relaxed.

Since Dongfang Wuruo and Mu Xuan met, although they had drunk tea so many times, they never told him their identity.

It's not that Mu Xuan is weak, so he naturally pretended not to know.

So, on New Year's Eve, they just waited at the door of the teahouse and did not go directly to Dongfang Mansion.

Ren Ke's left and right hands were full of things, and he stood stiffly with a tense expression.

After a while, a carriage stopped in front of them, and a callused hand lifted the curtain, followed by a beautiful face.

Seeing Dongfang Susu's chivalrous demeanor a lot, at first sight of her with her hair in a bun and the dress of her youngest daughter's family, Mu Xuan didn't realize for a moment, but wondered which family's daughter she was.

Until Dongfang Susu said, "Please, Mr. Mu."

It was only after Mu Xuan realized that he dragged Ren Ke into the car in embarrassment.

The space in the car is not narrow, but the three of them have their own thoughts, which is a little awkward.

Dongfang Susu lowered her eyes, saw the sword in Ren Ke's hand, and asked tentatively, "Grandfather said that you are practicing martial arts, so I wonder if I can ask you a lesson?"

Ren Ke nodded, and hid the sword in his robe.

As expected of a tiger girl, she is most interested in martial arts.

However, the carriage stopped within two sentences, and Mu Xuan really wanted to say that he would be there in a few minutes, so why bother to take the carriage, but since they all use carriages to pick up people, they must value themselves and cannot be ungrateful.

At first glance, Dongfang Mansion has experienced the baptism of years. The stone lions at the entrance are blinded, and the words on the plaque are also somewhat blurred.

The appearance of a rich family is not luxurious and decent, but Dongfang Mansion doesn't seem to care about this at all.

The groom took their gifts away, Dongfang Susu led them in, and stood at the door again, Ren Ke felt mixed feelings.

Mu Xuan used his robe to hide his hands and held him, Ren Ke looked back at him, smiled bitterly, and stepped across the threshold.

Some things are not as complicated as you think.

Passing through the front yard to the lobby, there is a charcoal fire burning in the middle, the heat is billowing, some food has been placed on the round table, and there are no people around.

I have never seen the lively atmosphere of the New Year at all, it is deserted.

Dongfang Susu invited them to a seat, and soon someone brought tea, after a few sips of tea, Dongfang Wuruo came.

The old man was dressed in red, very festive, and the cold atmosphere became warm when he came.

Mu Xuan and Ren Ke stood up, Dongfang Wuruo saw them smiling, and hurriedly raised his hand to signal them to sit down, "Everyone is here, let's eat."

After the banquet began, the dishes were served, steaming hot, and the table was filled with a variety of food in a short while. The old man took the lead and told them not to restrain themselves.

Mu Xuan: "I didn't expect the old man to be the old general of Dongfang Mansion."

Dongfang Wuruo smiled embarrassedly, raised his glass and said to him, "It was my negligence, Mr. Mu, don't be angry."

After finishing speaking, he drank it all in one gulp, and Dongfang Susu who was beside him didn't have time to stop him, so he frowned and said, "Grandfather, drink slowly, be careful not to hurt your stomach."

Dongfang Wuruo waved his hand and said it's okay, Mu Xuan didn't expect the old man to be so forthright, he just wanted to put on a show, otherwise the two of them would not be surprised if they entered Dongfang Mansion like this, and it would be too strange.

Unexpectedly, when the old man got bored, he was a little embarrassed for a while, so he also had a drink.

As he said that, Dongfang Wu Ruo saw that Ren Ke was quiet and that even the food was given to him by Mu Xuan, so he asked, "Is the food not to your liking?"

When asked, Ren Ke was taken aback for a moment, shook his head, and thought about what to say, so he added, "No."

Mu Xuan: "He looks like this when he eats anything, don't blame the old general."

Just as he was talking, a man in a red robe with a fish pattern came and whispered something in Dongfang Wuruo's ear. Then Dongfang Wuruo looked at Dongfang Susu with a solemn expression.

He apologized to Mu Xuan and Ren Ke, saying that the palace was urgently called, and asked them to continue eating, and he came quickly.

Dongfang Susu hurriedly chased him out with a cloak in his hands, and Ren Ke also stood up nervously, wanting to follow him, but stopped at the door.

It was snowing heavily outside, and when the wind blew the snow came in, and the snow fell on his hair. Mu Xuan stood beside him and put a cloak on him.

"nothing."

Dongfang Wuruo is the God of Dinghai in the Mausoleum, and it is common for him to enter the palace.

But after a while, Dongfang Susu turned back, saw them all standing at the door, and hurriedly asked them to go back and sit down, and explained to them not to worry.

The three of them couldn't eat, and the atmosphere became cold again without Dongfang Wuruo. No matter how hot the fire was, they couldn't feel any warmth.

Mu Xuan proposed to go back, Dongfang Susu felt a little guilty, took out two red envelopes from her arms and handed them to them, saying that Dongfang Wuruo had prepared them for them, and she forgot about it when she left just now, so she asked her to pass them on.

The red envelope was very light, Mu Xuan declined her sending a carriage, and walked back with Ren Ke holding the red envelope.

The streets on New Year's Eve were extremely quiet, no one was around, everyone must be at home to celebrate the New Year, Mu Xuan and Ren Ke could hold hands without any scruples.

However, Ren Ke's mind was heavy until he returned to the yard.

The courtyard was brightly lit, and Mu Xuan specially hung a lantern before he left, and asked Ah Yan to light a candle. Now that the road was cold, stepping into this bustling courtyard seemed to have entered another world.

Jin Xing was arranging the plates, and when he saw them coming, he greeted them, "My lord."

Leng Yue was struggling with where to hang the two lanterns in her hands, and Ah Yan squatted in the corner holding the sword, staring at the food on the table eagerly.

Mu Xuan pulled the dazed Ren Ke to the eaves, patted the snow on his head, and pushed him into a chair to sit down.

Just as Jin Xing put the dishes on the table, he called out, "Ah Yan."

Before he finished speaking, Ah Yan was already sitting at the table, with chopsticks in one hand and a bowl in the other, waiting for an order to start the meal.

Leng Yue sighed, put the two lanterns in the corner, clapped her hands and walked over, greeted Ren Ke and sat down.

Seeing that Ren Ke still hadn't recovered, Mu Xuan explained to him in a low voice, "This is the second half."

For Yu Renke, Dongfang Wuruo is his blood relatives, while Leng Yue and the others are his relatives who live and die together.

Both are equally important.

Ren Ke rarely raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose.

It was snowing heavily in the yard, and the house was lively and lively. Everyone drank some wine and became more excited. Leng Yue grabbed Mu Xuan and asked hoarsely, "Why don't you comb my hair!"

Jin Xing couldn't hold back, and was pushed far away by her, almost knocked down in the stove.

Ren Ke also secretly drank some wine, and the people around him were suddenly snatched away, his eyes turned cold for a moment, he dragged Mu Xuan back to him, and warned coldly, "He is mine!"

Ah Yan held the flagon and looked at them quietly, like a spectator under the stage, watching a play.

Leng Yue's eyes were blurred, and she pointed at Ren Ke and roared, "He belongs to the Lord!"

Ren Ke sneered, "He's mine!"

Mu Xuan looked at the two idiots, feeling helpless and amused.

Seeing that the two of them couldn't get enough of talking, and wanted to make a move, Mu Xuan hurriedly pulled Ren Ke back and asked Jin Xing to also hold Leng Yue.

"Ren Ke?"

Ren Ke's eyes were blurred, he looked at him and smiled, holding his face with both hands, "Ah Xuan."

Fortunately, he still recognizes himself, Mu Xuan sat him down, looked back at Leng Yue holding Jin Xing and weeping loudly, crying and slid to the ground, Jin Xing couldn't stand her, so he could only slide and sit on the ground with her.

"Why did you die! It made him crazy for you for so long!"

Leng Yue cried and howled at the same time, Mu Xuan was confused by what she said.

Jin Xing: "I'll take her to sleep."

Mu Xuan nodded.

The crying person refused to leave, Jin Xing lured Ah Yan with money, and then asked him to help him drag the person away.

The room that was still noisy just now suddenly became quiet, except for the slight crackling of the charcoal fire, the only sound was the rustling of snow outside.

"Ah Xuan." Ren Ke called him, and as soon as he turned his head, he was dragged down. Mu Xuan was afraid of bumping into him, so he held on to the handrail with both hands, almost hurting his hand.

Looking at each other, Mu Xuan always felt that this scene seemed familiar, and just when he realized it, his head was buckled, and immediately there was a smell of alcohol in his mouth.

Mu Xuan's whole body was soft after being teased by him, but he carried him back to the room in the end.

Amidst the ups and downs of his body, he seemed to hear Ren Ke murmuring, "Ah Xuan is mine."