This is probably the least crowded time in the dining room.

Gongsun Ying drove Jiang Qinfeng to the dining room and locked him back into the room to continue handling affairs. Ji Yanghui, Xu Xingxing and Li Qing were punished to copy books, and Jiang Youlin was not there. In the huge dining room, there were only Jiang Qinfeng and two other monks who were not very familiar with each other.

"By the way, thank you for your jiangji cake, it's very delicious." The monk remembered to thank him, and saw Jiang Qinfeng showing a puzzled expression and explained, "Young Master Jiang gave it to us in the afternoon and said you bought it."

"Sheng Jiang, I heard that you are the second young master who was lost to the Jiang family before... Is it true?" Another monk came over and asked.

Jiang Qinfeng remembered Gongsun Ying's advice and nodded: "I only learned about my life experience recently."

He thought the other party would at least have a little doubt, but he didn't expect that the monk who was asking about it would smile relaxedly.

"I just said, how could your spiritual roots be of ordinary origin? Most of the spiritual roots are passed down from blood. Ginseng really grows from Nibali. How can we monks from aristocratic families feel?"

"Come on, Jiang Youlin's Jiang family has already shown that the spiritual roots are not growing anywhere they have money and power. So what about the aristocratic family? My ancestors were all ordinary people in eight generations, so can I still enter the Shangqing realm?"

The two argued endlessly. The monks of the aristocratic family thought that Jiang Youlin was from a noble family but had no spiritual roots, which put shame on the glorious bloodline; ordinary monks believed that Jiang Youlin could not practice, but were destined to be the leader of a city, and the head of a family would not be able to match the position.

Jiang Qinfeng felt worse and worse when he heard it. He buried his head and took a few bites, and looked up and said, "Ayou is my brother. Isn't it okay for you to say this in front of me?"

Although the monks did not take a child seriously, they knew that Gongsun Ying protected him like a treasure. Seeing Jiang Qinfeng's face look a little angry, they immediately smiled kindly.

"Your brother... is still very good-looking."

"Yes, I often help us run errands and have a good personality."

As the saying goes, if you don’t hit someone with a smile, Jiang Qinfeng doesn’t want to say anything, but he loses the appetite for eating and leaves the dining hall after eating.

As night fell, the moon hung in the sky with a particularly gentle look. Jiang Qinfeng was about to find Jiang Youlin when he saw Jiang Youlin and the little white dog playing together in the courtyard.

He was wearing a brand new white dress. Although he was not the Liuyun Chasing Moon Clothes of the Tianshi Sect, he also had a bit more immortal spirit than the usual bamboo green color.

The little white dog followed his feet, furry, and four short legs were hunching and trying hard to chase and touch his shadow.

Jiang Youlin deliberately teased it, sometimes jumping and sometimes running. Under the gentle moon, his sleeves were wide, like two silver wings, and his figure was light like a flying butterfly.

Seeing the little white dog succeed, he blew his toes a little, and his hair moved with the wind, brushing his face with the moonlight.

The eyebrows are curved, the eyes are full, the appearance is as crystal clear as snow, and the trance is dizzy. It is truly a stunning beauty that is better than all the moon and snow colors in the world.

He noticed Jiang Qinfeng's gaze, and then smiled shyly at the other party, landing gently on the ground, and picked up the coquettish little white dog.

"You have a lot of fun with it. It seems that it likes you very much, and you like it very much." Jiang Qinfeng smiled and greeted her.

The little white dog stayed in Jiang Youlin's arms, but his big watery eyes looked at Jiang Qinfeng, and gasped at him, stretched out his claws and wanted to hug him.

Jiang Qinfeng took it and found that it had been washed away. Not only was the white fluff, but it also emitted the warm fragrance of bamboo leaves. He wore a red collar of appropriate size on his neck, and a neat Jiang character engraved on the silver nameplate.

"Sorry, I'm a good decision. Our family only has such dog cards, don't you mind?" Jiang Youlin asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, my surname is Jiang anyway."

Jiang Youlin bit his lip: "You get it."

Jiang Qinfeng raised his eyebrows: "Don't you know too?"

"From tomorrow, you and I will be brothers, I'm very happy."

"I'm very happy, too." Jiang Qinfeng replied.

Jiang Youlin rubbed the little white dog in his arms, turned around, and a trace of dark light slid across.

"Your pleasure is different from me."

Jiang Qinfeng scratched his head: "How is it different?"

"Today I will give the monks the glutinous rice cake you brought back. At first they didn't want it, and they didn't care," he smiled self-deprecatingly in the moonlight. "They thought it was me, but after I explained that it was you who bought it, they happily accepted it."

"That's because they are stupid, they don't have eyes, they don't know what you are good!"

Jiang Youlin asked himself gently: "What's good about me? I'm so uneasy. Sometimes... I even want to die."

Jiang Qinfeng only felt that he was stupid and said, and he didn't know what to say to comfort people. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration took out the white rabbit-faced man from his robe, turned to the child, and raised it to his eyes.

"This is the gift I want to give you today. I am a stupid person and I won't say anything, but you must not think about yourself so much! Don't think about dying!"

The breeze suddenly came, and the summer night was cool. The shadows of trees swayed, the branches trembled, and the cicadas were heard from time to time, making all this quieter.

"Wang~" the little white dog looked at the two masters in confusion.

Jiang Youlin suddenly laughed out loud, but he smiled so rarely. He took the innocent little white rabbit and looked at it carefully for a while.

"So I look like this in your heart, a harmless little rabbit?"

Jiang Qinfeng: "Hey?"

"As the son of the city lord of Linjiang City, my father is a monk in the middle stage of Jiedan, and my mother is the daughter of the Shang Dynasty General. How could I want to die?" He sneered, "One day, I will make those who despise me and pay the price."

"I didn't bully you, why are you lying to me?"

Jiang Youlin smiled slightly: "I'm not lying to you, I'm teaching you."

"Teaching me?"

"You can't lie, and you're easily deceived. If you become my second brother tomorrow, you will become a powerful disciple in the future. Do you know how many people will come to lie to you and want to grab the benefits from you? Even I... are no exception."

Although he said this, his tail was gently rolled up. It was obviously a ruthless word, but it seemed to contain a piece of easy-to-modify sugar.

Jiang Qinfeng was stunned. He really didn't lie, he was easily deceived, and he liked to sympathize with others. Since he came here, he always lies and was always seen through, which made him feel a sense of crisis about the melee of players in the subsequent game.

"As soon as I lie, my mind cannot keep up, and I speak incoherently. The most important thing is that I am not sad and pounding."

"Others are just pounding when they see the girl they like. You're just telling a lie. In life, where is there no lies, where is there no deception, why bother to make things difficult for your own heart?"

Jiang Youlin suddenly put his hand on Jiang Qinfeng's chest: "Now I feel your heartbeat and lie to me."

Jiang Qinfeng: "...My name is Jiang Qinfeng. I am the lost second son of the city lord of Linjiang City, and also Jiang Youlin's younger brother."

"Your heart beats faster and your face turns red. Let's go back. The trick to lie is to forget that you are lying. Half true and half false is the best."

Jiang Qinfeng blinked: "My name is Jiang Qinfeng. I am the lost second son of the city lord of Linjiang City, and also Jiang Youlin's younger brother."

"Why are you blinking?" Jiang Youlin said disgustedly.

Jiang Qinfeng was helpless: "You look at it so much now, so I like it very much."

Jiang Youlin pressed his chest and said with satisfaction: "This sentence is really not a lie."

After trying several times, Jiang Youlin was not satisfied with Jiang Qinfeng's lying level. He simply pulled out a jade pendant from his collar and hung it around his neck.

The jade green and translucent light were just like the first green that sprouted on the branches in spring, and it also brought Jiang Youlin's warm body temperature.

"I teach you, this is my lying jade pendant. If you have to lie, just hold this jade. The lies you tell will never be seen through."

Jiang Qinfeng only thought that his child was getting angry and did not refute it. Practicing hard according to his words can be regarded as a rehearsal for tomorrow's marriage recognition ceremony. After repeated several times, Jiang Youlin was finally satisfied.

He also quickly put his hand on Jiang Youlin's heart: "It's impossible to just test me. Is your heart made of stone?"

"You can test it anyway."

"What do you think of Uncle Gongsun?"

"Teacher Gongsun Xian is highly respected and has a profound cultivation level. He is a role model for all monks."

"What do you think of me?"

"I'm stupid. If I didn't have good spiritual roots, who would have been willing to pay attention to you?"

"...What did your mother do to you that day? Do you really feel pain?"

Jiang Youlin's expression remained unchanged: "It doesn't hurt."

"I don't have a spiritual field, I can't absorb spiritual energy, and I can't practice it. Therefore, my mother asked for visits many times and opened a spiritual field in my heart."

Seeing that his face was really not blushing, Jiang Qinfeng slowly withdrew his hand.

“Is there no harm?”

Jiang Youlin: "Of course, I need ten times more spiritual energy than you do in my practice."

Jiang Qinfeng: "Is this the only one?"

Jiang Youlin: "Yes."

Jiang Qinfeng: "I believe in you."

The two and the dog were traveling night in the villa with full of moonlight. Occasionally there was wind, and everything in the world seemed very gentle.

The courtyard was deep, and suddenly a gust of fragrant wind flew across the corridor in the distance, and a woman with a graceful figure could be seen.

"No way? Why do I think it came out of Gongsun Uncle Gongsun's room?" Jiang Qinfeng said in surprise.

Jiang Youlin regarded it as normal. His father was the lord of a city and a high-level monk. I don’t know how many maids and aunts wanted to climb into the bed in the middle of the night.

So he commented disdainfully: "I am another woman who doesn't care about myself. Such a vulgar woman will never touch the corners of a noble person's clothes for the rest of her life."

Jiang Qinfeng didn't want to discuss such topics with a child. Fortunately, Jiang Youlin also despised such behavior very much, and he changed his mind.

"My mother said she didn't want you to join our family, but if Master Gongsun could get the quota for Shangqing Realm, it would not be impossible to adapt."

Jiang Qinfeng heard what he meant and said in surprise: "So, can you go to Shangqing Realm with me?"

In fact, he had a vague feeling that Jiang Youlin looked particularly lively tonight, and whether he was willful or lying, he looked more like a young man than he was usually a mature person.

Jiang Youlin said reservedly: "It should be like this."

Although he suppressed the joy in his words, the curve of the corners of his mouth would not lie.

Jiang Qinfeng tilted his head, and looked at him while smiling: "This dress is so suitable for you, you look good in it."

The boy with black hair and black eyes is open and cheerful, even at night, it is as bright as a warm little sun. His obsidian eyes, with the most sincere blessings and the most sincere praise, can melt the coldest heart.

For a moment, Jiang Youlin felt that he was so dazzling.

Before parting, he solemnly pulled Jiang Qinfeng's hand on his heart.

"If I was the one who used to be a monk in Shangqing Realm, but today, I would also feel sincerely happy to be able to practice with you."

"Your heart beats so fast."

He smiled sweetly: "Because I'm lying."
Chapter completed!