"That's right. Well... Actually, this kind of thing is common in big families. It can be considered a beautiful story." Although it was hard to accept, he was still his elder brother after all, so Mu Cheng said it as if to comfort himself.
But when I talk about the word "beautiful story", I feel like vomiting. It is said that thousands of years ago, some people did regard this kind of thing as a beautiful story, but that was thousands of years ago. People nowadays don't have that kind of taste.
"That's bullshit. The key is that Han Yan is not interested in him. Don't you know what his new nickname is? Mu Siyi, who specializes in tearing clothes off ladies. Do you think he can be interested in men?" Wu Qiyun asked.
Mu Cheng suddenly felt that even if Mu Hanyan's bad habits were inappropriate and brought disrepute to the family, they were much better than Long Yang's habits. At least his taste was normal.
"Are you worried that Yan Yuchu will force himself on you?" After thinking for a while, Mu Cheng finally knew what Wu Qiyun was worried about, and a chill ran down his spine again.
As they were talking, the two of them had already rushed to Mu Hanyan's door.
Wu Qiyun raised his foot to kick the door, but was stopped by Mu Cheng: "Wait, don't be so impulsive, ask first."
The more Mu Cheng interacted with Mu Hanyan, the more mysterious and unpredictable he felt, and the more convinced he became of him. He always felt that even if Yan Yuchu had any dirty thoughts, he might not be able to harm Mu Hanyan, so he was much calmer than Wu Qiyun.
Mu Cheng knocked on the door as he spoke, but there was no response after several knocks. Mu Cheng became a little anxious and reached out to push the door open. It was just an ordinary inn, and there were no mechanisms or restrictions. Of course, it could not stop a swordsman like him.
As soon as the door opened, the two saw Mu Hanyan, who was neatly dressed and sitting cross-legged in meditation, and they both breathed a sigh of relief.
"So you were practicing. I was scared." Wu Qiyun said, patting his chest.
"Something is not right." Mu Cheng was not as relaxed as him, and said with a frown.
Following his gaze, Wu Qiyun's heart began to lift again.
When he saw that Mu Hanyan was fine, he felt relieved and didn't look closely. Only then did he realize that Mu Hanyan's eyes were closed, but her expression was extremely solemn. Her face was covered with sweat, and even her lips were bitten by her teeth, leaving bloody marks. It was obvious that the situation was very dangerous.
"Brother Hanyan must have reached a critical moment in his cultivation. Don't disturb him." Mu Cheng quickly and carefully closed the door.
"Fortunately, I didn't disturb him just now, otherwise it would be a big trouble." Wu Qiyun said fearfully until Mu Cheng closed the door.
Judging from Mu Hanyan's condition, she is very likely on the verge of promotion. If she is not careful, she will go astray. If she gets frightened and loses her composure, she may be seriously injured and her cultivation will be ruined.
If this kind of consequence really happened, not only would Mu Cheng fight him to the death, he himself would not forgive himself.
"Qiyun, I have a suggestion for you. When you return to the Wu family this time, find someone to marry as soon as possible." Mu Cheng glanced at Wu Qiyun and said earnestly.
"Why?" Wu Qiyun asked in confusion, not knowing why he suddenly brought this up.
"I'm afraid your blood is too hot, your mind is full of evil, and you're constantly thinking about random things, which could lead to problems," Mu Cheng said jokingly. It seemed he had finally emerged from Miss Zhao Si's shadow and regained some of the youthful dynamism he possessed.
"Well, what you said makes sense. Does your Mu family have any suitable sisters who can help me be a matchmaker?" Wu Qiyun was not angry and said with a grin.
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