It was ten days after the two returned to Yunshen and did not know where to go. There is no doubt that as soon as Lan Wangji sent Wei Wuxian back to the quiet room, he was called to Songfeng Shuiyue by the protégé sent by Lan Qiren
"Uncle, brother"
After Lan Wangji bowed and saluted, he sat aside
"Forget the machine, tell me what stupid thing you did"
Lan Qiren covered his chest and was distressed
As early as after hearing that Wei Wuxian fell into the water, Lan Qiren wanted to go to Yunmeng to pick up Wei Wuxian back, but Yunshen didn't know where there were still many disciples who listened to the study. Lan Wangji was not there, and he was leaving. Lan Xichen couldn't handle it at all. He had to rely on subpoenas to learn about Wei Wuxian's situation every day, and spent every day in fear
"It's the fault of forgetting the plane"
Lan Wangji lowered his eyes to the curtain and did not refute
"Uncle, don't talk about forgetting the plane, just come back well, forget the plane, how is Ah Xian?"
Lan Xichen originally held back a lot of words to teach his younger brother a good lesson, but seeing him like this, I couldn't bear it
"It's still the same, the cold can't be eliminated. During this time, the heart disease has attacked several times in a row, and his body... is getting weaker and weaker."
Along the way, Lan Wangji was cautious and walked very slowly every day, but Wei Wuxian's body was still unsatisfactory. On the way, it was a hot topic, a cough, and a heart attack. He was tortured inhumanely
"That's all, take this to Ah Xian."
Lan Qiren handed a small jade bottle to Lan Wangji
"Uncle, is this?"
"Guyuan Pill, this is still the only one left in the world by the ancestor Lan'an, and this small bottle is used for five labors and seven injuries, weakness of vitality, loss of blood qi, all deficiency and cold, and all kinds of tuberculosis. Although it can't cure A Xian, but it can help him stabilize his primordial spirit, and in the future, he will slowly raise it, because there is no big problem."
For this nephew, Lan Qiren also emptied his family, so he could help a little bit. In the past few years, he could see that Lan Wuji was not easy, and he also knew that Wei Wuxian was tortured by illness all day long, and he was also distressed
"Thank you, uncle."
Lan Wangji quickly got up and knelt in front of Lan Qiren
"Get up, take it to A Xian, and don't let him mess up in the future."
...
Lan Wangji returned to the quiet room, Wei Wuxian was sitting next to the book case, I don't know what he was copying, and he didn't even notice that Lan Wangji came in
"Cough cough cough..."
Wei Wuxian covered his mouth and nose with his hand and coughed softly
The person who was already pale and thin looked even weaker at this moment. Lan Wangji felt a pain in his heart, took the cloak, quickly walked to the side of the book case, and put the cloak on him
"Why are you up? What are you writing?"
Lan Wangji sat behind Wei Wuxian, hugged the person into his arms, and looked up at the content on the paper on the table
Pale face
Is he copying house rules?
"Who told you to copy it"
Lan Wangji grabbed the pen from Wei Wuxian's hand and threw it aside. His expressionless face was filled with anger
"Lan Zhan, don't be angry, I know that my uncle called you away, it must be because of my falling into the water, he must have scolded you again, and let you copy the house rules, right? I'm idle and have nothing to do, I just want to share a little for you, and besides, I was the one who caused the accident... I... cough cough cough"
"..."
He is like this, and he is still thinking about whether he will be punished?
How could Wei Wuxian not feel distressed like this?
Lan Wangji picked him up horizontally, put him gently on the bed, and covered him with a quilt
"Silly Wei Ying, if my uncle knew that you were speculating about him here, he would be heartbroken to death"
Lan Wangji stroked the broken hair on his forehead and took out the small jade bottle from his arms
"My uncle didn't scold me, he didn't punish me for copying the house rules, he asked me to come over just to ask you about it and give me this"
"Really? Great, you know what? I've been worried since you went out, trying to find you, and I'm afraid my uncle will be more angry when he sees me"
Wei Wuxian focused all his attention on whether Lan Wangji was punished or not, and didn't even look at the small jade bottle in his hand
"Uncle won't be angry, there is no place in this cloud, and no one is willing to punish you"