Cheng Muyan looked at the familiar bed curtain, raised his arm and put it on his forehead. After a moment of trance, he came to his senses, sat upright with a "brush", peeled off the bed curtain anxiously with both hands, and looked around a few times.
He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the situation. It was his own bedroom. He stretched out his arm and looked at his hand. It was slender and well-proportioned, but a little small. After looking at it over and over again, the uneasiness in his heart dissipated a lot.
Looking at the empty inner hall, he straightened his back and stretched his neck uncertainly, looking around. After thinking about it, he still called out hesitantly: "...Poria?"
"Xuehe?"
"Knife!"
Before Cheng Muyan could call her a second time, there were hurried footsteps outside the door. Somewhat hurriedly, the door of the pavilion opened and three people came one after another: "What's wrong? But what happened?"
"Master, what's the matter?"
"Yanyan, what happened?"
Cheng Mo Dao's hair was still a little messy and his clothes were not straightened up. They were only hung loosely on his body. He rarely looked a little tired.
Poria and Xuehe also had red cheeks and a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads, looking as if they had just woken up from sleep.
The three of them must have been taking a nap, so they hurried over after hearing her voice.
Seeing this mobilizing scene, Cheng Muyan felt inexplicably guilty. She touched her nose and defended in a low voice: "It's okay, I just had a nightmare and I was a little scared."
Cheng Mo Dao was the first to let out a long breath, and his tense back relaxed exaggeratedly, and he appealed with some grievance: "Little ancestor, you are going to scare me to death. Look at my shoes, I don't even have time."
As soon as I put it on, I ran over quickly, almost scaring me out!"
Cheng Muyan swiped Cheng Mo Dao's feet. The snow-white stockings were stained with a thin layer of dust and looked a little dirty. The two feet were indeed even worn without shoes. Cheng Muyan suppressed the smile that surged in her heart.
He smiled flatteringly at the young man: "Okay, I'm scared too. I can't see you when I wake up, and I want to see you too."
Fu Ling sat down along the edge of Cheng Muyan's bed, hugged the little girl into her arms, put her hand to her forehead, touched her face, and confirmed that the little girl's body was indeed fine. Smiles welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't laugh or cry.
: "It's only been less than a quarter of an hour since the siesta. It won't be long. Master, do you want to take a nap again?"
After Fu Ling and Xue He packed up, they were the last to go to bed among them. Just as they closed their eyes and fell asleep, they were awakened by Cheng Muyan's cry, which almost scared the two sisters into cold sweats.
At this moment, seeing the little girl sitting happily, I felt a sense of unreasonable joy in my heart. Although there were adults in Chenxi Palace who were sure that there would be nothing that could cause harm to the master, they were not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.
The master was very vigilant and would easily wake up if he was left alone while sleeping. They actually went to sleep peacefully like this. Thinking about it now makes them scared. If something happened to the master, they would never forgive themselves in their lifetime.
Touching the little girl's soft and smooth hair, Fu Ling was about to tell Xue He that no matter what, one of them had to stay behind to guard the master. Just stay outside and the master could show up in time if he wanted someone.
I'm generally very busy today.
Cheng Muyan felt quite refreshed after a good sleep, but seeing the residual fatigue and tiredness on the faces of these people, she nodded and agreed with Fuling: "Okay, let's sleep a little longer, and you will wake up by then.
Remember to call me and we can go to Taiwu Pavilion to see the scenery together."
"Don't worry, I will definitely do it." Fuling helped Cheng Muyan tidy up the quilt. Seeing the little girl lying down, she pressed the pillow with her hand, carefully tucked the quilt in, and then said to the little girl with a smile.
"good afternoon".
"Well, you guys should go take a nap too." Cheng Muyan responded softly, closed her eyes and began to prepare for sleep.
In fact, there is no need to brew. She is still sleepy now. She just woke up because she was afraid that she would move the timeline back again when she woke up. This is already a critical moment. If it is moved back again, the ending of Lord Yuechenxi cannot be changed. She and
Xiao Dao has to guard the Demon Gate again, and Poria Cocos and Xue He will disappear, so what’s the point of her coming here?
Cheng Muyan was thinking about these things in a daze, and soon fell directly into Heitian's dream.
Fu Ling carefully closed the door of the pavilion, and the three of them walked to the outside. Then Fu Ling looked at the two of them in shock, and whispered: "Second Master, Xue He, you two go and get some sleep, I am enough here."
, I am here to guard the master."
Cheng Modao turned his head and looked at the inner hall, then at the two girls, and yawned with a tired look on his face: "Then I'll go to sleep for a while." After saying that, he turned around and walked back to his room in a daze.
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Xue He looked at the second master's walking back and looked at the red bloodshot eyes in his sister's eyes: "Let's take turns watching. Master usually takes a nap for almost an hour. When I wake up from nap, I will come over and take over for you."
Then you can go back and squint for a while."
Seeing Xue He's persistence, Fu Ling didn't shirk it. She was too excited in the morning and felt very tired at noon. If she didn't squint for a while and became less energetic in the afternoon, the possibility of making mistakes would increase. It would be better to take a nap alone to recuperate.
"You go to bed first, I'm here." Fu Ling nodded in agreement.
"Yes." Xue He responded and turned around to leave. Go back early and take a nap. Come over early to guard the master for your sister.
After all the fuss, Cheng Muyan fell asleep very quickly and deeply. Because she knew that she would not be pushed back to the timeline, she slept peacefully and relaxedly.
I was full of energy when I got up in the afternoon, and I was very excited as I walked along the road to Taiwu Pavilion with Cheng Mo Dao. I wanted to look at everything and ask questions when I saw something strange.
Fortunately, it took a long time to catch up on sleep. Cheng Mo Dao slept very soundly and was energetic, so he answered all Cheng Muyan's questions very patiently. Basically, he answered all the questions. The only ones who didn't answer were Cheng Mo Dao himself.
If you don’t know, you can’t answer even if you want to.
Cheng Muyan didn't force it either. She enjoyed the warm breeze blowing on her face while listening to Cheng Mo Dao replenishing her lost memories. The atmosphere was particularly good, and she also felt particularly at ease and relaxed, like a long-distance traveler.
When a person returns to his hometown, he is like a baby bird returning to its nest. Cheng Muyan inexplicably likes this atmosphere, and from the bottom of his heart, he does not want Cheng Mo Dao to change, and he does not want Poria and Xue He, who are like family members around him, to disappear.
A family should be together, and she didn't want Poria, Xuehe and Yuechenxi to disappear from this world at all.
The four people walked all the way and soon arrived at Taiwu Pavilion.