Yan Chen turned his back to Chu Muyun, but his support was so powerful that the tree trunk was shaken, and large plum blossoms fell down and stained on the fur collar. The pure white and rose red corresponded to each other. Shen's fair face added a seductive luster.
Chu Muyun's heart beat slightly, and his eyes dropped quickly.
I always feel that something is not right, because Yan Chen's state is very wrong.
This guy's nature is very insecure, and under the vicious infection of jealousy, he has another kind of morbid monopoly, but at the same time he is arrogant, even if he loses something vital, even if He was seriously injured, so he wouldn't lose his temper like that.
Could it be that Yan Chen also knew of Shen Yun's existence
Chu Muyun couldn't help but wake up.
And Yan Chen didn't do anything, he held the trunk, took a breath and stood up straight.
He didn't look behind him, as if he regarded Chu Muyun as a completely transparent existence, he just stared at the front, his dark purple eyes did not reflect a little brilliance, he just watched quietly, the silence made people a little uneasy.
Chu Muyun weighed the time and was about to ask in a low voice when Yan Chen just turned around.
"You will be called Yan Yun from now on."
Chu Muyun was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of surprise—it was already a great honor to be given a name by a superior, who would have thought that he would even give him a surname.
Yan Chen smiled very lightly, this hooked lips, but showed some of the previous appearance, the corners of his mouth were cold and thin, and the smile raised also made people feel alienated and indifferent.
"You don't need to do some chores, just talk and talk with me every day."
Chu Muyun sincerely thanked him: "It's a subordinate's honor."
Yan Chen seemed to be in a much better mood, he smiled and looked at him: "Come here."
Chu Muyun lowered his head and approached him.
Yan Chen picked up his wrist and put his cold fingers on it.
Chu Muyun didn't move, but he wasn't worried. The poison of fierce fire was deeply hidden. I'm afraid that even if Yan Junqing came, he wouldn't be able to test it out by testing the pulse.
But Yan Chen didn't seem to be looking for the poison of the fierce fire. He took his pulse seriously and said, "Your aptitude is very good, don't waste your practice, I will give you a set of exercises tomorrow, take a good look at it, Feel free to ask me if you don’t understand.”
Chu Muyun could only show that he was so grateful that he didn't know what to do.
Yan Chen said again: "Is there anyone else in the family?"
Chu Muyun shook his head and said, "I've been an orphan since I was born, and I can't find a home."
Yan Chen calmly comforted him: "From then on, Zhaomeishan will be your home."
Chu Muyun raised his head abruptly, the surprise in his eyes undisguised, and soon he whispered, "This, this..."
"Don't be afraid." Yan Chen said softly, "I have a good relationship with you. Since I gave my surname, you will be the person who shines on Meishan in the future."
Chu Muyun only felt at a loss, happy and uneasy, and really didn't know how to express the excitement at this moment.
Yan Chen smiled slightly: "Go back, it's cold outside."
Chu Muyun said respectfully, "Yes."
The two returned to the house back and forth, and Yan Chen sat back at the desk and picked up the wolf pen.
He turned his head slightly and asked, "Can you study ink?"
Chu Mu Yun said, "Your Highness, your subordinates..."
Yan Chen interrupted him: "You don't need to be polite, you can call yourself your name."
Chu Muyun said in panic, "How can this be possible?"
The corners of Yan Chen's mouth twitched lightly, the smile was cool, but for some reason it was like a plum blossom outside, although it was cool, it had a fascinating smell: "Ayun, I don't lack subordinates, but I want one. Family, do you understand?"
Chu Muyun naturally didn't understand, but he said ignorantly, "It's... Ayun understands."
Yan Chen turned his head and said slowly, "Help me study ink."
After Chu Muyun came down, he walked over in small steps.
This afternoon went by so peacefully.
Yan Chen's posture in practicing calligraphy is extremely regular, and his demeanor is also light, but his strokes are strong and powerful, and there seems to be a sharp edge that wants to jump straight out of the paper at the sharp turn of the brush.
Chu Muyun glanced at the corner of his eyes, looking at people through words.
There is something wrong with Yan Chen here, not just his identity, but something deeper.
During dinner, Yan Chen left the study room, and Chu Muyun didn't serve him during the meal. Instead, he was seated at the same table, and he deliberately asked him about his taste preferences.
Chu Muyun naturally would not make mistakes on these issues, and what he said definitely did not overlap with any previous vests.
Yan Chen didn't care, it seemed that this was not a test, but a simple desire to know his preferences and then arrange meals.
During the meal, Yan Chen asked again, "Are you drinking?"
Chu Muyun waved his hands again and again: "Return to your honor, it is... Ah, Ah Yun will not."
Yan Chen didn't force it: "That's it."
I don't know what the taste of a meal was, but Yan Chen's appearance was beyond Chu Muyun's expectations.
He felt that Yan Chen definitely knew, but Chu Muyun couldn't guess how he knew it.
It stands to reason that Yan Shen did not participate in the event of three thousand years, and it was impossible for Shen Shisha to come to him, and he was seriously injured because he suppressed the life. This state of isolation should have been kept in the dark. .
But in the present situation, obviously not.
Chu Muyun didn't sleep very well this night. The next morning he went to wait outside Yan Chen's house, but heard an extremely painful whisper from the house.
Chu Muyun was stunned, he could tell that it was Yan Chen's voice, but he didn't know what was going on inside.
Seemingly aware that he was coming, Yan Chen's hoarse voice sounded: "Come in."
Chu Muyun hesitated for a while, but pushed the door and walked in.
There is a light fragrance in the room, lingering in the whole warm room, but it gives a cool feeling awakened from a dream.
However, Chu Muyun quickly recognized that this was the smell of an extremely rare medicinal material. That thing was extremely rare. Chu Muyun had only seen it in the book, and had never seen it in real life.
But Chu Muyun would never forget it, even if he saw it a thousand years ago, he still remembers its name at this time, which is extremely effective.
Soul-shaping grass can suppress the pain of soul-body separation.
Yan Chen is definitely not damaged simply because of suppressing the life sect!
Chu Muyun's heart changed very quickly, but it was not obvious on his face.
Yan sank off the bed, he was only wearing a light coat, but at the moment he was wet with cold sweat, and even his long loose hair was stained with water, showing a black luster.
"Pack up."
Chu Muyun replied, "Okay."
Yan Chen said again, "I'm going to take a bath and bring me some clothes."
Chu Muyun lowered his eyebrows in a pleasing response.
Yan Shen went to the soup pool next door, Chu Muyun looked at it carefully, and the doubts in his heart became heavier and heavier.
Separation of soul means death.
Yan Chen has walked through the gate of hell
That's not right, the Seven Demons won't die.
Chu Muyun couldn't find anything else except the smell of soul-shaping grass.
He took his clothes and went to the soup pool. Yan Chen was leaning against the pool and closed his eyes. Hearing footsteps, he suddenly said, "Ayun, can you really be forgiven for doing something wrong?"