I heard that I am Xianjun's fiancé [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 1

"What time is this? I haven't woken up yet. I really can't do it if I am a precious person."

"Isn't it the golden body? Otherwise, why would Senior Yi choose him as his fiancé?"

"The fiancé is just some rumors. What a noble monk Senior Yi is, he is worthy of Mu Junhuai!"

"That's right, I don't know what Patriarch thinks. In terms of qualifications, my Mu family has many capable people. How can he become Senior Yi's fiancé with a sick man with dual spiritual roots? It's fake at first glance."

"Yes yes yes, fake..."

Like sparrows gathering, the chirping sound broke into the screen painted with wintersweet like rough waves, constantly washing the ears of the sleeping people on the bed.

Over and over again, without overlapping, but with momentum.

Finally, the brows of the person on the bed gradually tightened, and the calm eyelids moved lightly, until the third laughter came from outside, and the squirming eyelids slowly opened.

Interlaced red hanging beams, hanging small red lanterns, and tangy sandalwood.As the sandalwood entered his nose, the person lying on the bed also woke up, and slowly turned his head to look at the plum blossom screen on the right.

The screen was so long that it almost blocked the entire bed, which allowed the person lying on the bed to look away and continue to sleep with their eyes closed.

Before even a sip of tea, the person on the bed opened his eyes again and sat up hastily.

Heitong stared at the plum blossom screen on the opposite side for a while, then looked around the surrounding environment, then looked down at his body and the clothes he was wearing, and hurriedly got out of bed and walked out of the screen.

There is a long table made of rosewood in front of the hollow carved window, on which there is an incense burner carved from sapphire, a dozen books with blue covers and a set of messy jade jugs.

In addition to these, there is a simple bookshelf on the right side of the long table, a low shelf for putting clothes, and a silver basin for washing.

This looks like...

"I think it's better not to embarrass Mu Junhuai, and send a message to the Patriarch that Mu Junhuai is sick."

Mu Junhuai, who was surprised by the surrounding environment in the room, was attracted by the voice that came in and looked out.

"What nonsense, Fourth Senior Brother, why is he sick? He was just a little drunk from drinking last night."

"Mu Zitong, I don't know what benefits that Mu Junhuai gave you, but you speak for him everywhere."

"Fourth senior brother, he doesn't need me to say good things for him."

"Mu Zitong, what do you mean?"

The man in Tsing Yi on the covered bridge of the lotus pond outside the house turned his head in contempt following the other party's questioning, which obviously told the questioner that you still have a little self-knowledge.

And the questioner was not stupid, he immediately turned into anger from embarrassment: "Mu Zitong, in terms of status, you are lower than me, do you have any respect for elders?"

"Mu Jingan, you are not afraid to blush when you say this."

"you……"

"Okay. The Patriarch is here. If you have anything to say, you can say it to the Patriarch." After the words of the woman in purple fell, the noisy crowd turned their heads to look at the person who came down from the far end with the sword, and followed the other party. Come forward and bow your head.

"Homeowner."

"En." The middle-aged man in a navy blue robe glanced at the person in front of him, and when he didn't find the person he wanted, he asked, "Where is Mu Junhuai?"

"Fourth senior brother, he..."

"Patriarch, Fourth Junior Brother is sick and can't get up." The woman in Tsing Yi, who interrupted Mu Zitong's words, greeted her with a smile, and from time to time she looked at the man in white not far behind the Patriarch. There was a little more shyness on the face.

"Patriarch, don't listen to Third Senior Sister's nonsense, Fourth Senior Brother just drank half a glass of wine last night, so he got up late. Disciple, wake up Fourth Senior Brother now." Mu Zitong got up quickly to open the door, but was stopped by the voice of the Mu Family Patriarch.

"No need." Mu Duannian, the Patriarch of the Mu family, said this in a mighty manner. It can be seen that he is very dissatisfied with the current situation, but he can't show too much, he can only speak a little bit harder.

As a member of the Mu family, how can you not hear Mu Duannian's dissatisfaction? Immediately, many people showed complacent smiles on their faces, but only one or two faces showed a trace of worry and nervousness.

Mu Duannian, who didn't pay much attention to the descendants of the Mu family, with a sincere smile on his face, looked sideways at the man in white standing not far away, bowed his head and shouted, "Senior Yi."

The man in white walked slowly to Mu Duannian's side, his frosty eyes instantly made those Mu family disciples who were peeking at him bow their heads and tremble, fearing that his actions would offend the distinguished guest invited by the Mu family.

Mu Duannian is also a person with sharp eyes, so the actions of the disciples can't escape his eyes, and he immediately said in a lecture tone: "Everyone still has some rules, and I haven't seen Senior Yi yet."

Everyone hastily bowed their heads and saluted: "Greetings, Senior Yi."

"Squeak!"

The sound of the door opening reached Mu Zitong's ears, and he turned his head to look immediately, and saw Mu Junhuai standing by the threshold with disheveled hair and clothes hanging from his shoulders, and shouted in surprise: "Fourth senior brother."

"Fourth senior brother," the disciples who bowed their heads in front of them all turned their heads to look at Mu Junhuai who was standing at the threshold, and many of them immediately showed surprise expressions on their faces.

In addition to the disciples, Mu Duannian and the man in white also set their eyes on the disheveled Mu Junhuai, and they frowned at the same time.

Especially in Mu Duannian, when he saw Mu Junhuai's clothes hanging from his shoulders, he said in a serious tone: "Mu Junhuai, you haven't tidied up your clothes yet, and came to see Senior Yi."

Mu Junhuai had already moved to the door to eavesdrop since he heard the voices coming from outside the house. When he heard that the Patriarch was coming, he looked at himself, and then grabbed himself severely.

After the pain told him that all of this was not a dream, he opened the door decisively, and happened to see a group of people in blue gowns bowing their heads and calling something like Senior Yi.

Originally, he wanted to close the door quickly, but the man in Tsing Yi beside him called him "Fourth Senior Brother", and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Later, a middle-aged man solemnly asked him to tidy up his clothes and go to see Senior Yi.

Unable to understand the situation and unable to speak casually, he had no choice but to straighten his clothes and walk forward.

"Fourth senior brother, be careful of the threshold."

Mu Junhuai, who almost forgot about the threshold, tilted his body when his feet were on the threshold, and immediately fell to the ground in front of him.

Fortunately, Mu Zitong next to him was fast and quickly supported Mu Junhuai so that Mu Junhuai did not fall.

Seeing that he didn't fall down, Mu Junhuai let out a sigh of relief, turned his head and smiled at Mu Zitong, "Thank you."

"Patriarch, Mu Junhuai is so weak, it's better not to let him salute." Mu Yue, the woman in Tsing Yi who interrupted Mu Zitong just now, said again.

"Third Senior Sister was joking. Since Fourth Senior Brother woke up, he is not recovering from his illness. He just staggered a step just now. Naturally, this gift should be done." Ignoring Mu Yue's angry gaze, Mu Zitong said in a low voice. Mu Junhuai whispered in his ear: "Fourth senior brother, hurry up and salute Senior Yi."

Although he hasn't figured out what's going on now, he's not stupid. He knows that he can't be casual now, imitating the gestures these people made just now and bowing his head to the man in white, "Senior Yi."

The man in white didn't respond, but looked at Mu Duannian with an ordinary cold look.

The clever Mu Duannian didn't know what the man in white clothes meant, so he immediately smiled and said, "Senior Yi, you are all disciples being rude, so please forgive me. I will take you to the main hall first, and after Mu Junhuai finishes grooming, I will discuss the marriage with you." thing."

What!

Mu Junhuai raised his head and looked at the man in white who had turned his back on him in surprise, and said inwardly in a blink of an eye: Marriage?Who, he and this senior Yi?

"Mu Junhuai, what are you still doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and wash up."

"Patriarch, don't be angry, this disciple will wash up the fourth senior brother immediately." Mu Zitong tugged on Lamu Junhuai's sleeve.

Mu Junhuai returned to his senses immediately bowed his head and saluted, "I know my mistake."

If it wasn't for the intention of the other party, Mu Duannian would really like to choose someone else, after all, his Mu family is not without capable people.However, now that both parties have met, he can't turn around and say that Mu Jun is pregnant, so he can only shake his sleeves and hum: "I'll give you two moments."

Two quarters is half an hour, enough for him to figure out the current situation.After Mu Duannian left, Mu Junhuai turned around decisively and walked into the house, intending to wait for the man in Tsing Yi who helped him to enter the house to ask about the situation, and then figure out what was going on.

"Mu Junhuai, stop."

Mu Junhuai, who had stopped, looked back at the woman in Tsing Yi who came up from behind. Mu Junhuai, who had already heard someone call this woman the third senior sister, said calmly, "Third senior sister, what else is there?"

"What's the matter? Look at the good things you did today."

"I don't know what the third senior sister is referring to?"

"Hmph, Mu Junhuai, don't think that you are just proud of Senior Yi Zhuo choosing you as your fiancé. Let me tell you, just because of your appearance today, you are not qualified to be Senior Yi Zhuo's fiancé."

Easy to wash!

Why is this name so familiar?

As Mu Junhuai rolled his eyes to think, a man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and said: "What the third senior sister said is true, fourth senior brother, since you don't want to accept this marriage, why bother to come out, just stay in the room gone."

"Mu Jing'an..."

Mu Junhuai stopped Mu Zitong, his eyebrows drooped slightly, and he showed a harmless smile, "Third Senior Sister, it seems that you have the final say on whether you have the qualifications. Even if I don't, it's possible that Third Senior Sister has it."

Not giving the angry Mu Yue a chance to speak, Mu Junhuai suddenly realized: "No wonder you are so active in saying that I am recovering from illness, it is because you are afraid that Senior Yi will really choose me, and you will lose your role as Third Senior Sister. Oh, Third Senior Sister, you should have said it earlier! Just now I could tell Senior Yi that you like Third Senior Sister, so that I can satisfy your admiration."

It was rare to see Mu Junhuai so eloquent, and the disciples of the Mu family were all dumbfounded.He hurriedly stretched his ears and looked closely at Mu Junhuai, missing what Mu Junhuai said next.

Of course, except for Mu Yue.

Mu Yue didn't expect Mu Junhuai to humiliate her like this, and said angrily, "Mu Junhuai, how dare you humiliate me."

"Oh, Third Senior Sister, you are wrong again. I have good intentions. How can it be considered a humiliation? I can't do such a thing as humiliating you. After all, you are my Third Senior Sister." He stepped back resolutely, saluted and said: "Patriarch has an order, I can't delay, third senior sister, if you are interested, remember to come to the main hall later, so that I can recommend you to Senior Yi."

"you wanna die."

"Mu Yue, don't be presumptuous."

"Second Senior Sister." Mu Yue looked aggrieved at the woman in purple who came up from behind, pointed to the closed door, and said, "Look at the attitude of Fourth Senior Brother, how dare you..."

"Okay, the Patriarch has an order to wait outside the main hall." The purple-clothed woman left after saying this. Of course, Yu Jian didn't forget to look back at the closed door before leaving.

The Patriarch has an order, and the other Mu family disciples dare not delay, even Mu Yue, who is furious, has to leave at this moment.

Seeing from the window that everyone had left, Mu Junhuai breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the bronze mirror, stared at himself with long hair in the bronze mirror, with a dazed expression.

He remembered falling asleep while reading a novel last night, why did he change places when he woke up?

Mu Junhuai, who looked around at the surrounding environment, pulled his long black hair. Seeing that the sense of reality was very strong, he rubbed his chin to think.

If all this is not a dream, then he is wearing it?

There is nothing strange about time-traveling, he is also a novelist, so it is not surprising about time-traveling.

He was surprised why it was him, and since time travel, what happened to the extra fiancé?

Easy to wash, easy to wash.

I thought this name was familiar just now, where did I hear it?

Mu Junhuai, who closed his eyes and meditated, heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately opened his eyes and suddenly realized: "By the way, the protagonist Gong of the danmei novel I read yesterday is called Yi Zhuo."

But what is the connection between the two?

……

He couldn't be wearing a book!

[Ding dong!Congratulations, you guessed it right. 】

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