Chapter 66 Chapter 66 I got such a beautiful wife for nothing...
Just as Ye Nanque was stunned by the shock, the man had already circled around to his side and said, "I know you still have many questions. This place is not safe. Let's leave here. You can ask more questions later."
Ye Nanque shouldn't trust someone he didn't know, but the way this person looked at him made it look like he would burst into tears if he said "no".
While Ye Nanque was still thinking, someone hugged him by the waist, walked over the courtyard wall, passed through several streets, and bought him a candy man on the way.
Ye Nanque stared at the candy man in his hand for a moment: "I'm not a child anymore."
The man turned his head and said in a very intimate tone, "I heard it's very sweet and delicious. Brother, try it."
For some reason, Ye Nanque's face turned red. He thought that such an intimate and familiar tone did not seem fake. Could it be that he really had such an abnormal relationship with this person?
He tried to think about it, but this thing was not something that could be solved by hard work. As he was thinking, he took a bite of the candy man and chewed it. It was quite delicious. Chew, chew, chew.
Mu Jiulin looked at his lips that were half-covered with the sugar man. The crystal clear sugar pressed against his lips, leaving a mark of medium depth and lightness. The color also became darker, and a hint of deep red could be vaguely seen under the translucent sugar.
Mu Jiulin watched for a moment, his heart straining to contain itself, yet he maintained a cheerful smile. He held Ye Nanque in his arms and continued onward. After crossing the border of Lianjia Bridge, he soared on his sword. Ye Nanque, carried mid-air, finally remembered to ask, "Where are we going?"
Mu Jiulin said: "Of course, we should go to a place that may help Brother regain his memory."
Although Mu Jiulin was smiling when he said this, Ye Nanque felt a little scared for some reason. This guy didn't look like a bad person, and he didn't do bad things, but why did he make him a little scared?
Was he once dominated by his wife?
Ye Nanque thought, judging by his current personality... he couldn't rule out this possibility. This guy was handsome, spoke well, and did things that were very much to his liking. It felt like it wouldn't hurt to bow down and bend over for someone like him.
Pamper your wife... being henpecked is a virtue.
He found his wife and they were flying together happily. Jiang Caiyu bought a doll and held it in her hands as they walked back into the courtyard. Ye Nanque was holding a plate of food in each hand, both hands holding it steady. Seeing Jiang Caiyu walk in from outside, he smiled and greeted her, "Master, where have you been? Dinner is ready. We have pickled cabbage in vinegar sauce today. It's very appetizing."
Jiang Caiyu nodded, placed the doll on the table, and set the table. Ye Nanque hurriedly brought the rice and saw the doll on the table. He was stunned: "Isn't this the doll from the market the other day?"
Jiang Caiyu said, "This is for you."
Ye Nanque raised his eyes, a little surprised: "Give it to me?"
Jiang Caiyu nodded again.
Ye Nanque picked up the doll and fiddled with it for a while, and was obviously much happier.
Seeing him happy, Jiang Caiyu breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly, "I didn't seem to understand your feelings before. Some things are also my first time doing them. If I do something wrong, tell me and I will find a way to correct it."
Ye Nanque's gaze shifted from the doll to Jiang Caiyu's face. He seemed to understand only half of what he was saying, but even though he didn't quite understand, Ye Nanque remained magnanimous. "I know Master is worried about me sometimes. Actually, I wasn't angry a few days ago. It might be because my memory hasn't recovered yet, so I can't fully understand Master's difficulties. Master, is there any way to restore my memory?"
Jiang Caiyu looked at him and wanted to ask, if you regain your memory, will you still be here?
If he regained his memory, Ye Nanque would be even more eager to leave Lianjiaqiao than he is now, because he would want to go to another person. He would stand in front of the other person without hesitation, just like he did in the Demon Prison.
Jiang Caiyu would not let that happen.
He saw an ant crawling on Ye Nanque's shoulder. He reached over and pinched the ant's body with his fingertips, then slowly rolled over it: "There's an ant."
Looking down along Ye Nanque's body, there were also a few hovering around his feet. Jiang Caiyu tilted her head.
Ye Nanque chuckled and said, "There have been more and more ants in the kitchen recently. It must be because I'm such a good cook."
Jiang Caiyu paused and nodded.
Ye Nanque picked up the chopsticks and the two of them ate as usual. Ye Nanque ate and chatted, while Jiang Caiyu spoke very little, occasionally responding with a few interjections. He looked at Ye Nanque with a beaming face, talking about how the trees in the yard were wet by the continuous rain, and also about the ants. As Jiang Caiyu listened, she somehow lowered her head and smiled.
In exchange for this moment of time together, I would lie to him, and even if I could teach him to do something more rebellious, he would be happy to do it.
After dinner, Jiang Caiyu went to wash the dishes. When he returned, he didn't see Ye Nanque, and his heart tightened. He found a dusk vine in the corridor, and next to it was a doll that had fallen on the ground.
Jiang Caiyu stood still and understood everything. There was no one else who could go to such great lengths to steal Ye Nanque away right under his nose.
Jiang Caiyu picked up the dusk vine and the doll, and with a gentle squeeze, the vine and the doll turned into powder.
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Ye Nanque and Mu Jiulin were flying on their swords all the way until late at night. Ye Nanque glanced at him and asked how much longer it would take. Mu Jiulin said with a gentle smile, "Soon. If you're tired, just sleep in my arms for a while."
Ye Nanque knew his relationship with this person, so he naturally couldn't do something like sleeping in his arms. Anyway, he hadn't thought of anything yet. In his opinion, the two of them were only slightly better than strangers, so it was better for him not to do something that would cause misunderstanding.
Ye Nanque had made up his mind, but he was too sleepy. He leaned on Mu Jiulin's shoulder, then rolled into his arms, smacked his lips a few times, and fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was daylight, and he had no idea how long he had been flying. Ye Nanque pried his head free from Mu Jiulin's arms and asked the same old question in surprise: how much longer? Mu Jiulin still gave the same answer: very soon.
After asking him this over and over again, Ye Nanque no longer believed him and even became a little wary: "Where...are you taking me?"
Mu Jiulin said: "Go home, go back to our home."
Their home?
Seeing that he was serious and kind, Ye Nanque believed him this time. After receiving this letter, he flew for several days.
Looking at the endless barren mountains beneath his feet, devoid of spiritual energy and filled with chaotic aura, Ye Nanque's mouth twitched, thinking to himself, "Oh no! I might have fallen into the hands of a thief." In this kind of territory, the enemy's strength seemed formidable. If they tried to use force against him, wouldn't he be unable to even shout out for justice?
I was careless. I should have stayed in Jiang Caiyu's yard. At least it looks much better than here.
Mu Jiulin behind him suddenly chuckled and said, "Brother, welcome home."
They landed on a barren mountain. Ye Nanque was stunned. Looking around, he only saw a few small wooden houses not far away. He laughed dryly and said, "Home, I don't think you are referring to... here, right?"
"Ah Lin, Senior Brother used to call me Ah Lin."
Ye Nanque repeated the word "Alin" twice, but still couldn't remember anything.
Mu Jiulin said calmly: "It doesn't matter. My brother is here now, which is more important than anything else."
The wooden house looked quite simple from the outside. Ye Nanque really didn't want to believe that this was his former home. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask, "Was I poor before?"
Mu Jiulin smiled and said, "This is where my senior brother stayed with me when I was in trouble. It's also where he confessed his feelings to me. Although we only stayed here for a few short months, I have long regarded this place as our home. I always wanted to come back with him one day, but I never thought that when I came back, he would have forgotten everything."
Ye Nanque felt quite ashamed after hearing this, and Mu Jiulin held his back with one hand and pushed him forward. When passing by the flower garden, Mu Jiulin bent down and stroked a goose yellow flower. The flower suddenly made a sound, which scared Ye Nanque.
"I like you, I like you..."
Ye Nanque: “???”
Mu Jiulin glanced at him calmly and said, "Don't you remember this? This is what my senior brother took great pains to leave his voice in this nautilus and passed it on to me."
So, it was a confession. I was so proactive back then. It's really impressive.
Ye Nanque nodded: "Although I don't remember it, this voice is indeed mine... But, can you make it stop talking?"
Mu Jiulin then raised his hand and pointed to another place, saying, "This is where my senior brother used to make mushroom soup for me."
Ye Nanque was indeed able to cook some simple meals; he even knew this. All signs indicated that what he said was true; this place was indeed their "home."
Ye Nanque had nothing much to say and was pushed back into the room. Mu Jiulin continued, "After you left Tushan Wilderness, I came back once, repaired the wooden house, cleaned the room, and added some furniture. I fantasized about... coming back here with my brother in the future. I didn't expect that when I came back, my brother had forgotten everything..."
Ye Nanque heard something wrong in his tone, and when he looked at Mu Jiulin's face, he had already been pushed into the house. Mu Jiulin lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and his expression was no longer as gentle and relaxed as when they first met.
The wooden door was driven by a breeze and slowly closed, but it was closed very firmly, and the same was true for the window.
An indescribable chill ran up Ye Nanque's back. He took a step to the side, putting some distance between them.
"Alin." He called out.
Mu Jiulin curled his lips and said, "Brother, you call my name so nicely."
Ye Nanque: "I already have some understanding of our past, but I haven't remembered those things yet. Give me some time, you..."
His voice was cut off by the unusual movements around him. He could only hear rustling sounds all around him, like insects crawling, or something growing rapidly. The room slowly darkened. The cracks in the door, the windows... those places where light should have come in were blocked by something.
Ye Nanque became alert: "There's a demon."
In the darkness, Mu Jiulin's laughter was heard lightly in his ears, and his breath was very close: "It's not a demon, it's just my spiritual root talent. Don't be afraid, brother."
Afraid, just kidding, he's a grown man, what is he afraid of? He was just confused: "What are you doing?"
"Seal this place up, so that Senior Brother can't get out and no one else can get in."
Ye Nanque reacted and wondered why this person had followed Jiang Caiyu's path. How dangerous is the outside world? One by one, they want to imprison him.
He frowned: "Why are you the same as Jiang Caiyu?"
"Same?" Mu Jiulin tilted his head, his voice vague and unclear.
"Strange, how could he and I be the same? My senior brother and I were in love, but he forcibly separated us. Now he's comparing me to him, as if he doesn't mind what he did to us at all."
Ye Nanque pondered for a moment: "Sorry, I really don't remember what you said. When I remember it..."
"You won't remember it," Mu Jiulin said calmly, "He used soul-stealing incense on you, using human memory as incense until it burns out. Over the past few months, I've been looking for you while trying to find a solution to the soul-stealing incense..."
Mu Jiulin sneered, "But... it turns out that once it's burned, it's burned. Memories can't be regenerated. Jiang Caiyu would rather you forget even the relationship between master and disciple than leave me any leeway. Brother, you... actually won't remember anything about our past. From now on, I'm the only one who will remember what we went through."
As Ye Nanque listened, he felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest.
The room was completely shrouded in darkness. He couldn't see Mu Jiulin, but the other party seemed to be able to see him clearly.
"Every time I want to keep my senior brother by my side, it seems that it is always difficult to get what I want. I don't understand why, I don't understand, I don't understand! I just want my senior brother to be by my side. You have already said that you like me, you have promised to go on with me, and you asked me to believe you, but the day after you said these words, I couldn't find my senior brother anymore."
"When I liked my senior brother before, he hated me. After he finally stopped hating me, he... then he was willing to be with me, but he didn't remember me. These past few months, I've been wondering if my path of cultivation has been filled with adventures that forced me to trade the person I love for them. So, if I want to keep my senior brother, what should I give him in exchange?"
In the darkness, a pair of hands cupped Ye Nanque's face. Ye Nanque could finally see those eyes clearly again. An expression of complex pain shone strangely in the darkness. "Whatever you want, I'm willing to give it to you. Just tell me, okay?"
Ye Nanque could no longer tell whether the pair of pupils belonged to a human or a demon. He just felt uncomfortable in his heart and couldn't bear to see him in so much pain.
Ye Nanque thought about it from the other person's perspective. If... if his lover suddenly forgot about him one day and treated him as a stranger, he would probably be heartbroken.
Those beautiful eyes were getting closer and closer. Ye Nanque knew what he was going to do, so he made up his mind and closed his eyes.
Forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it... It's no loss, no loss. He picked up such a beautiful wife for free, so he won't suffer any loss. Now that his wife is in a bad mood, it's his duty to comfort her. A kiss, just a kiss...
The expected kiss did not fall on his lips.
He opened his eyes and saw the other man staring at him with misty pupils. Ye Nanque wondered if he and he hadn't reached this stage yet? Then where were they at? Ah Lin didn't even hint, which made him feel a little unsure.
Mu Jiulin was also thinking. He observed Ye Nanque's reaction. Ye Nanque didn't seem to be disgusted, and even seemed to be willing to let him do whatever he wanted. He knew Ye Nanque too well, and immediately realized what Ye Nanque was thinking. He frowned, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and put down his hands: "In the past, whenever I wanted to cry, my senior brother would take the initiative to comfort me. Now, I don't even remember that."
Ye Nanque was filled with shame and embarrassment, feeling that he was a scumbag who betrayed her sincerity.
He clenched and unclenched his fists, and slowly grasped Mu Jiulin's hands from the side. He came forward and pecked the corner of Mu Jiulin's mouth like a chicken, then lowered himself and coaxed him gently: "Okay, I believe you, I believe everything you say, don't be so sad."
Mu Jiulin rolled his eyes slightly: "That's not the case."
Ye Nanque was puzzled: "If it's not like this? Then what is it like?"
His eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and he could vaguely discern that Mu Jiulin's expression gradually calmed down. His previous anger had been largely resolved by him, and he was obviously appeased by him. He felt a surge of self-confidence, and he found it really interesting.
He had never thought that his wife would be a man before, but now that this man is in front of him, everything is easy to explain. As long as he likes her, it doesn't matter whether she is a man or a woman. This person is indeed the type he likes, and there is nothing wrong with his vision.
Ye Nanque had plenty of patience to coax people. He touched Mu Jiulin's face and pinched his pretty cheeks: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. Take me with you to do what we did before. Don't think about things that make you uncomfortable by yourself."
Mu Jiulin closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling, and his voice was unsteady: "Really? Same as before? Are you... willing to be the same as before?"
There is no reason to take back what has been said. Ye Nanque patted his chest and promised that everything would be the same as before. As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Jiulin buried his head in his shoulder. He heard Mu Jiulin let out a long sigh: "It's good to have you say this, brother. You don't know how scared I am. When I came to you, I was thinking that this marriage was hard-won. If you don't recognize it, there is nothing I can do. If I want to try again, I'm not sure if I have the courage to do it again. Fortunately, fortunately..."
Ye Nanque stroked his back to comfort him, but as he did so, he realized something was wrong. He gave his neck a circle of wet, dense kisses, which were completely different from his previous kisses. It was very... very excessive.
Ye Nanque pressed the back of Mu Jiulin's head and said with a wry smile, "Wait, A'lin, this is still a little too fast."
Mu Jiulin's body stiffened, and without raising his head, he said in a muffled voice, "Too fast? Didn't Senior Brother say that everything will remain the same, and that things that were done before can no longer be done? So, what Senior Brother said just now doesn't count?"
Ye Nanque was silent for a moment: "No, I'm just afraid of offending you."
Mu Jiulin said earnestly: "Brother, I am willing, really, I am willing, didn't we also..."
The sentence ends at the perfect spot, leaving Ye Nanque with endless reverie.
Ye Nanque understood what kind of "couple" they were.
I see.
Mu Jiulin bit his neck lightly, causing it to feel numb. Ye Nanque shuddered, wondering what to do next.
Amnesia is not good. I can't even remember a little bit of such a crucial thing.
Ye Nanque could only act based on his limited knowledge and intuition.
He touched Mu Jiulin's head and said softly, "Slow down, no one is competing with you."
...This sentence doesn't seem to be applicable here. Forget it, let's leave it this way for now.
Mu Jiulin actually continued: "No one wants to grab it? I think there are people who want to grab it everywhere."
Ye Nanque smiled and touched his head again.
Mu Jiulin noticed that Ye Nanque seemed to like doing this action very much. He raised his hand to untie his hairband, and his long hair like ink fell down to his waist, like a piece of fine silk.
Ye Nanque was sweating a little from being teased by him. He heard him ask, "Brother, do you remember this headband? I asked for it from you when I broke through the Painting Realm. You forgot to return it, so I have been using it myself."
Ye Nanque listened quietly to his words. Although they sounded unfamiliar, he felt as if he and this person had truly been through a lot. It was just a hairband, but Ah Lin spoke of it as if it were a hard-earned treasure. The cherishment in his tone moved him deeply.
He felt even hotter, and even breathing was difficult. Mu Jiulin considerately unbuttoned his shirt for him. The room was too stuffy. Mu Jiulin moved his fingers and moved the vines blocking the window sill away, letting in a wisp of fresh air. Ye Nanque tilted his neck and exhaled a breath of turbid air. He heard Mu Jiulin's voice become hoarse: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ye Nanque shook his head: "No."
After saying this, he realized that at this time, there was no way he could ask his wife to accommodate him.
He smiled slightly, grabbed Mu Jiulin's shoulders and pushed him to the bed beside him. He looked down at him with a changed look in his eyes: "But you, if you feel uncomfortable later, you must tell me."
Mu Jiulin's long, ink-splashed hair spread out, his eyes sparkling: "Yeah, Senior Brother too."
Looking at his hair, Ye Nanque's breathing became a little faster. When he saw that enchanting face, Ye Nanque felt an indescribable sense of loss of control.
He wondered how he had such good taste to bring home such a beautiful wife.
Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a chill in my lower back.
Ye Nanque paused, thinking that his wife was indeed bold and timid...
Mu Jiulin's fingers nimbly slipped in.
Ye Nanque: “…”
No, wife, no, haha.
Mu Jiulin's eyes darkened and he moved his fingers.
As soon as Ye Nanque let out a word, she immediately covered her mouth, widened her eyes, and looked down at him condescendingly and in disbelief.
Mu Jiulin's face flushed red, and he said, "Brother, please don't look at me like that. I'm afraid I can't bear it."
Ye Nanque laughed dryly: "No, no, A-Lin, let's think about it again. Logically speaking, I think I should be on top."
Mu Jiulin said with a smile: "Brother...isn't he up there now?"
Mu Jiulin moved his fingers gently again and pressed a certain spot. Ye Nanque could hardly sit still. He bent down in fear and lay on his shoulder, his chest heaving violently.
Mu Jiulin tilted his head, let out a joyful laugh from his throat, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, restrained the instinct to bite hard, and held his ear in his mouth.
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