Chapter 1
Qianyuan Realm, Wuzhou.
Wu'an City.
It was a beautiful spring day, and the small courtyard in a remote corner of the Jiang residence was bathed in warm sunshine. The lush peach trees in the courtyard were blooming in the dancing and lively golden fragments, swaying in the wind, as bright as bright clouds.
Through the ice-cracked window lattice, a deliberately lowered voice of conversation could be heard from inside the house.
"Ming Yan, have you woken up before Sui Sui?" The man in the blue sword robe had a handsome face, and his sharp and majestic phoenix eyes were now filled with gentle warmth as he looked at the little boy sitting on a low stool beside the small bed.
The young boy had a handsome face almost identical to the man's, with sharp eyes, thick eyebrows and deep eyes, but the coldness between his eyebrows and eyes was more obvious.
Hearing the man's question, the young boy relaxed his expression slightly and said softly, "Dad, Suisui has been sleeping since last night. He only woke up once and groaned twice."
"Really?" The man glanced at the sky outside the window, then at the child sleeping soundly in the crib. A smile crossed his eyes. "So our Sui Sui can sleep so well? Just like a cute little pig."
"Jiang Qizhuo."
Just as he finished speaking, a clear female voice with a hint of warning came from outside the house. As the door was gently pushed open, a woman in an ice-blue dress walked in.
She has a pair of bright and sparkling peach blossom eyes, but her pupils are cold, and there seems to be a thin layer of snow covering her brows. However, even the coldness cannot conceal her beautiful appearance that is as bright as spring flowers and as clear as the autumn moon.
The woman raised her eyes, her expression faint: "What are you talking about?"
"Zhao Ming, I was wrong." Jiang Qizhuo looked at his wife, love overflowing from his eyes, and actively reflected on himself: "I shouldn't have said Sui Sui was like a pig."
Yun Zhaoming glanced at him unhappily, then glanced at his eldest son. Seeing that he looked fine, he felt relieved and walked closer to the crib to check on his youngest son.
A thick, soft quilt was spread on the small bed engraved with Ruyi patterns, and a cute baby was sleeping in the middle.
Two chubby little fists were half-clenched, the little face was chubby, the little fat was soft, the soft furry hair was messy from sleeping, and the long, thick black eyelashes drooped gently like butterfly wings.
At this moment, perhaps because he heard his father's "praise", the little baby with black hair and white cheeks moved his two chubby hands, his thick eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his mother's beautiful face. Jiang Suiyan opened his mouth, revealing a few small white baby teeth.
"Ya ...
Yun Zhaoming softened his brows, bent down and gently picked up the little baby who was excitedly lying in the crib.
"Sui Sui looks so happy?" Jiang Qizhuo stood beside his wife, lowering his voice to tease his dancing son. "But even if you're happy, you can't. Dad and Mom can't sleep with Sui Sui tonight."
"Ah!" As if he understood, Jiang Suiyan's little mouth pursed and a few golden beans dropped from his mouth.
Yun Zhaoming glanced at Jiang Qizhuo, gently rocked the baby in his arms, and explained seriously, "Father and Mother need to go out for a while. Suisui and brother, please be good at home, okay? When Mother comes back, I'll bring Suisui some Yunhai Cake from Shanhe City."
Jiang Suiyan seemed to understand. His round, dark eyes were still misty with a thin mist. He tilted his head and looked at Yun Zhaoming like a little bird begging for food, as if asking, "Really?"
Jiang Qi laughed out loud, and Yun Zhaoming was also amused by his young son's appearance. The slight chill lingering between his eyebrows dissipated, and the sky suddenly became bright as if the clouds had parted and the rain had stopped, so bright and brilliant that people dared not look directly at it.
But the young boy on the side stood silently beside the crib, his thin lips slightly pursed.
Yun Zhaoming noticed his eldest son's silence. After a little thought, he knew what he was worried about. He felt relieved, but also a little amused.
But before she could say anything, Jiang Qizhuo, who had just nearly made his youngest son cry, didn't learn his lesson at all and joked excitedly, "Sui Sui, don't you ever look at your brother? Why is your mind full of Yunhai Cake and you don't pay any attention to your brother at all? Look, is our Ming Yan jealous?"
Jiang Mingyan's handsome face turned serious, and he didn't want to pay attention to his childish father.
How could he be jealous of Yunhaigao?
…But when that soft lump woke up, all it could see was A-niang, and then it just focused on eating…
At most, he was a little unhappy.
But he was obviously more concerned about his father and mother's trip!
Jiang Qizhuo looked at his eldest son, who was a little embarrassed, with a smile in his eyes.
Ever since Suisui was born, Mingyan has been busy running around, doing everything himself, and caring more than they, as parents, do. It has been a long time since they saw him sitting by the window with a depressed look on his face, staring at his child.
This trip...
There was a sharpness in his eyes.
After getting the Guizi Yuelian, the only thing missing is three kinds of spiritual plants.
Once Ming Yan's spiritual roots recover, everything will be fine.
…
Yun Zhaoming was too lazy to pay attention to her husband who insisted on teasing the child. She leaned over and gently handed the baby in her arms to her eldest son. Seeing Jiang Mingyan carefully holding the soft ball, a hint of joy unconsciously overflowed in her expression. She smiled gently and then began to explain.
"That's why they called us over this morning. Jiang Huaizhi said they need us to go to the Dusk Mountains together. Your father and I have decided to go with them."
The little guy in Jiang Mingyan's arms seemed to know that he had neglected his brother before. At this time, he nestled obediently in Jiang Mingyan's arms, clinging to Jiang Mingyan's shoulders with his two chubby little arms, and pressing his soft little face against him. The delicate and soft touch made Jiang Mingyan's heart soften.
However, after hearing Yun Zhaoming's words, he held the little one in his arms steady and raised his head to call out anxiously, "Mother..."
"Your father and I will keep an eye on the Jiang family." Yun Zhaoming didn't hide anything from his eldest son: "This time when we go to the Dusk Mountains, we will pass by the lair of the Guiyue Beast. After obtaining the Guizi Yuelian, we only need three more spiritual plants to refine the Restoring Spirit Pill to restore our spiritual roots."
"Also, the Caibao Hall of the Tang family in Shanhe City has just acquired a new black hedge grass, so we can go and buy it this time."
Yun Zhaoming looked at his eldest son, his peach blossom eyes softening. "Ming Yan, wait a little longer, your spiritual roots will recover soon."
Jiang Mingyan stood there quietly, in a trance for a moment.
It was the sweet babbling of the baby in his arms that brought him back to his senses.
Since birth, Jiang Suiyan has been drinking the milk of spiritual beasts carefully selected by Yun Zhaoming, and Jiang Mingyan has been taking good care of him, and he has been using the Dust-Removing Technique from time to time. His body is filled with the sweet aroma of milk.
——It is also the smell that accompanies Jiang Mingyan day and night, and it is very familiar to him.
He held his brother in his arms, took a deep breath, and responded softly.
The atmosphere was warm and the softly decorated little house was filled with the only sound that could be heard. Jiang Suiyan's baby voice was mumbling something, and his babbling was very cute.
Unfortunately, the next moment, the gate of the courtyard rang a few times perfunctorily, and a man with a thin face strode in.
"Fourth Young Master, Fourth Madam." There was still a hint of respect in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Qizhuo and Yun Zhaoming, but when his eyes swept over the brothers Jiang Mingyan and Jiang Suiyan beside them, there was only perfunctory attitude mixed with pity.
One's spiritual root was shattered, and the other was born with a spirit-devouring body...
He suppressed the contempt in his heart and said to Jiang Qizhuo, "The young masters are about to set off. Please ask the fourth young master and the fourth lady to hurry to the front yard."
Yun Zhaoming didn't even glance at the man. Jiang Qizhuo replied, "We still have a few words to tell the children. We'll be there soon."
Hearing this, the thin-faced man stopped talking, nodded in agreement, and left the yard.
Jiang Qizhuo held Yun Zhaoming's hand soothingly. Yun Zhaoming gently returned the hand's grip before taking out two exquisite bracelets and saying, "This is a pair of Sumeru bracelets, crafted from twin lotus flowers and fragments of the void. They can expand as the holder's strength increases."
Without waiting for Jiang Mingyan to ask anything, she quickly placed the gold and white jade bracelet on the table by the window, and put the other green jade bracelet on Jiang Suiyan's chubby little hand.
"Due to the characteristics of the twin lotus flowers, this pair of Xumi bracelets is closely connected, allowing you to sense each other's status."
"Ming Yan, I have put all the spiritual plants I collected this year for refining the Soul-Restoring Pill into your Lan Qiu Ying bracelet."
She gave her eldest son a deep look and said, "Your father and I will be back soon. Take good care of yourself and Suisui during this period."
Seeing that Yun Zhaoming was unwilling to mention the origin of the pair of Sumeru bracelets, Jiang Mingyan did not ask any further questions.
He held his chubby little brother in his arms and promised earnestly, "Mom, Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and Sui Sui."
No matter how reluctant they were, Jiang Qizhuo and Yun Zhaoming had to leave.
At the gate of the courtyard, Jiang Qizhuo patted his eldest son's still thin shoulders, stretched out his long arms, and hugged both children in his arms.
Before letting go, he smiled and gave Jiang Suiyan's soft little face a big kiss, then looked at Jiang Mingyan.
Seeing Jiang Mingyan's stern face and nonchalant look, he couldn't help but smile even more.
But in the end he did not force Jiang Mingyan. He just ruffled Jiang Mingyan's neat bun, then let go with a big laugh.
Yun Zhaoming glanced at Jiang Qizhuo with a hint of disdain, carefully straightened Jiang Mingyan's hair, and gently kissed Jiang Suiyan on the other cheek.
"Let's go." She looked at the two children and smiled gently. After she turned around, the smile slowly faded away, and a light frost appeared between her brows.
"Dad and Mom, Suisui and I are waiting for you at home." Jiang Mingyan said loudly as he watched Yun Zhaoming and Jiang Qizhuo walking away side by side.
Jiang Qizhuo waved, but the two of them didn't look back.
"Ah! Ah..." Jiang Sui Yan tilted his head to watch the familiar figure gradually disappear among the lush trees, and bumped his head against his brother's shoulder, calling out vaguely.
"It's Daddy and Mommy." Jiang Mingyan looked at the little baby in his arms and corrected seriously.
"Ah! Ah!" Jiang Sui Yan came over and smeared his brother's face with saliva. His big black eyes were round and watery, sparkling with tiny ripples.
Jiang Mingyan sighed, wiped his face, did not force it, turned around and walked back to the courtyard.
"Ah ah..." Jiang Sui Yan shouted in dissatisfaction, pointing his little fat paws in the direction where Yun Zhaoming and Jiang Qizhuo left.
"We can't catch up." Jiang Mingyan answered patiently: "Father and mother will be back in a few days."
"Ah!" The little guy cried again, then blinked his round eyes at his brother.
Jiang Mingyan put him in the crib and gently tapped his little nose: "Be good."
"Just the little fat kid who only knows how to eat Yunhai cake."
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