After a sumptuous welcoming banquet and seeing his younger brother still sleeping obediently in the egg, Mu Lin was dragged by Ming Yijian to take a hot spring bath.
"You mean, you're leaving now?"
The mist was rising as they leaned leisurely on the edge of the marble. Their half-wet long hair and smooth backs were faintly visible. Mu Lin said goodbye to Ming Yijian.
"I have other things to travel to, and this time I'm here to bring Xilan back. She's no longer as weak and difficult to raise as she was when she was just born. She's healthy and lively, and doesn't need my care anymore."
"Ah Lin, I know I shouldn't bother you anymore, but are you really willing to let her go?"
"… "
What is inseparable? Mu Lin thought.
"I know what's best for her, Imi."
For Xilan, staying with her parents, being sheltered under their gentle wings, enjoying countless resources of love, and seeing the boundless world without fear of falling, this is the best. Mu Lin came to the conclusion without thinking too much.
"You are like a floating duckweed, with no news from the underworld. In your heart, Yingzhou is not your home either. Where are you going to go in the future?"
Mu Lin looked away, "Yi Jian, you shouldn't get involved in my affairs."
After saying this, Mu Lin stood up from the hot spring. Her back was thin and straight, and the water droplets slowly slid down from the ends of her hair, following her elegant and beautiful curves, which was extremely charming.
"where are you going?"
"Go back to the palace and sleep." Mu Lin wiped the water droplets on his body without looking back. His skin, which had been soaked in hot spring water for a long time, was almost pink, and it was extremely beautiful and radiant.
"Ah Lin... have you ever thought about getting married?"
Mu Lin was stunned for a moment, "No."
Why did the topic suddenly turn to this? Mu Lin was a little uncomfortable, but he didn't care.
Ming Yijian was very interested, "What kind of man do you like?"
"I don't know." Mu Lin answered very straightforwardly this time. She had never thought about this question at all. How could she have the mind to consider the love between young men and women
Ming Yi was not giving up. "Think about it carefully. For example, what kind of man do you think is good-looking? What kind of personality is likable..."
Mu Lin looked at her speechlessly and said, "I'm dressed and going back to sleep first." Then he left the Hot Spring Palace.
The bedroom where Mu Lin lived was still the same as before, the furnishings had not changed, only the palace servants would come in regularly to clean the bedroom to keep it clean and tidy.
After Mu Lin's hearing recovered, he was no longer afraid of the dark. He put away the extra night pearls and placed only one beside the bed. He closed his eyes under the gentle light of the night pearl.
After soaking in the hot spring for such a long time, Mu Lin relaxed completely and soon fell into a drowsy sleep.
Mu Lin had a dream. In the dream, she was wearing a bright red wedding dress and a red veil. Her eyes were filled with red. When she lowered her eyes, she could only see the swaying crimson tassels on the edge of the veil and the exquisite and gorgeous embroidery on the wedding dress.
Mu Lin sat in the bridal sedan, feeling uneasy and at a loss as the sedan swayed. When the sedan stopped, a slender and beautiful hand reached out and gently but firmly held her hand.
Mu Lin felt his palms were warm and dry, and a warm current flowed into her heart along their palms, like a tiny electric current, causing her heart to tremble violently, and a slight numbness spread to every part of her body.
The groom held Mu Lin's hand steadily, and he walked slowly and calmly, taking her through all the procedures. This process was very long, but in Mu Lin's eyes it was a little too easy.
The feeling of being led by this man was unprecedentedly solid and peaceful. Mu Lin didn't remember the relatives and guests around him at all. He just remembered to follow him.
This was the wholehearted reliance that Mu Lin had never given before, and it actually made her a little greedy. Mu Lin couldn't help but have an idea: if she could live like this for the rest of her life, it would not be bad...
The only regret was that she couldn't see the groom's face.
This regret was finally fulfilled when the groom returned to the room in the evening.
Mu Lin heard the sound of the door opening, and the footsteps approaching from afar, and his heartbeat seemed to get heavier and heavier. Mu Lin seemed to smell the faint smell of alcohol on the visitor, which intertwined with his own elegant fragrance, unexpectedly intoxicating.
A thin scale appeared under the red veil, which would soon be lifted, and the newlyweds could speak frankly to each other. Mu Lin was at a loss, heat slowly rose to her cheeks, and she closed her eyes out of shame.
But Mu Lin didn't feel any changes on her head for a long time, as if the veil had never been lifted. She asked in confusion: "...Husband?"
The ending tone was elongated, with a hint of coquettishness in the doubt, and it was indescribably gentle and affectionate. Mu Lin even doubted that this was not his own voice.
"My husband is here."
A low and indifferent voice sounded above Mu Lin's head, which made her heart move. She felt vaguely familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it.
Then the blank red in front of her eyes disappeared, and in its place was a handsome face that was almost magnified, cold and noble, and extremely elegant—who else could it be but her master, Emperor Zhechuan? !
Mu Lin suddenly opened his eyes and broke out in a cold sweat.
She actually dreamed that she and her master got married!
This is simply horrible!
Could it be that she has some improper thoughts about her master
No! This is absolutely impossible! Maybe she missed her master too much...
Mu Lin's heart collapsed to a certain extent. He pulled the quilt to cover his face and buried his head like an ostrich.
During breakfast the next day, Xilan asked curiously, "Master, what's wrong with you? You have such big dark circles under your eyes. Did you not sleep well last night?"
Mu Lin was still a little dazed, and it took him a long time to react. He waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.
The three members of the family at the table all looked unconvinced, but did not ask any further questions.
As soon as breakfast was finished, Mu Lin pulled Ming Yijian away under the resentful gaze of the Dragon King of the North Sea.
After returning to the bedroom and closing the doors and windows, Ming Yi looked at Mu Lin's strange behavior curiously, "What's wrong? It's rare to see you in a hurry."
"I'm going to tell you something... You must keep it a secret from me!"
"What's so mysterious? Don't worry, I will keep it a secret. I promise I won't tell anyone."
Could it be that Mu Lin had figured out something big? Ming Yi became nervous.
Mu Lin said slowly: "I dreamt last night... I was getting married."
"Hmm? That's good~" Ming Yi heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "So you are in love, I thought it was a big deal..."
"Linguistic... lust? Is getting married in a dream also considered lustful?"
The breakfast was a bit salty. Ming Yi felt a bit thirsty, so she poured herself a cup of tea and said with a blink of an eye: "Of course... By the way, A-Lin, who was the groom in your dream?"
"My master."
Ming Yi saw that all the tea that he had just put into his mouth sprayed out.
"Pfft, you actually dreamed of Emperor Orikawa, my god..."
Emperor Zhechuan was as cold as ice when he was still a real person. After becoming an emperor, he became even more aloof and indifferent. Isn't he an iceberg? Ming Yi always avoided him when she was in Yingzhou. She didn't expect Mu Lin to have such a dream. She was really surprised.
Mu Lin observed her reaction and said seriously, "So I didn't sleep well all night. Yi Jian, you must tell me the truth. I am not... having any presumptuous thoughts about Master, am I?"
The further he talked, the more ashamed Mu Lin felt.
"Of course not! Dreams are all illusions, but they can reflect something in your subconscious mind. You dreamed of getting married, which means you are thinking about love and need to find a man to talk about love. You dreamed of the Emperor because you haven't been back to Yingzhou for too long and missed him. Once a teacher, always a father. You don't have any romantic feelings for the Emperor, so of course you can't have any improper thoughts."
Are you kidding? Emperor Zhechuan is so difficult to deal with as a master, if he were to be A Lin's husband, Ming Yi would feel dizzy just thinking about it.
“So that’s how it is…” That was great. She almost felt ashamed to face her master. Mu Lin had a feeling of being reborn after a calamity.
"If you ask me, you should go back to Yingzhou. You and the Emperor haven't seen each other for four or five years, right? Traveling won't stop you from going back halfway, right?"
"Okay." Mu Lin thought so too.
"By the way, last night I asked you what kind of man you like. Have you decided? Tell me and I'll help you find one. Even if you're not in a hurry to get married, you can still become friends with someone you admire, right?"
Mu Lin was not so resistant this time. She thought for a moment and said, "As for appearance, it's fine as long as we are compatible, just like the mortal Qi Cang we met a hundred years ago..."
"Hey! You call this a good match? You can't find someone like that anywhere in the fairy world, okay? You're really making things difficult for me!"
Qi Cang was so stunning that Ming Yijian could still remember him. Thanks to Qi Cang raising her aesthetic standards, she was rarely tempted by Ming Ye's beauty after meeting him...
It was obvious that Mu Lin also thought so. Qi Cang's appearance and temperament were truly outstanding among the people she knew. After comparing them, only her master Emperor Zhechuan and the mysterious Mr. Mo could be compared with him.
"What else? Like temperament? Hobbies?"
"Gentle, knowledgeable, and with a wide range of interests... well, it's best if you're sincere."
"Okay, I'll wait for good news from my sister!"
Mu Lin nodded. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Mu Lin walked over, opened the door, and saw Xi Lan standing outside.
"come in."
"Hey, little baby, why are you here?" Ming Yijian smiled and hugged her daughter in her arms. Xilan was a little uncomfortable with her mother's enthusiasm, but she soon fell into the gentle and comfortable embrace, and rubbed it with enjoyment.
But the little guy didn't forget the important matter after all, "Master, will you take Xilan with you when you leave?"
Mu Lin was surprised by the little guy's sensitivity. He felt that he couldn't hide or lie to a child, so he said frankly and seriously: "It's not convenient for Master to take Xilan with him. It's better for Xilan to stay at home. Don't be reluctant to leave Master. Master will come back to visit Xilan."