Duanmu Ya looked silent.

Lian Wufeng stretched out the hand of Yawang Duanmu, UAE, and said warmly, "Yawang, or you can help me think about it. It should be an opinion. If it suits us, we can use it, but what if it is not suitable?"

"Well, that's okay." Duanmu Yawang groaned and nodded, "I'll give it a try."

Lian Wufeng nodded, "Okay, think about it."

Duanmu Yawang pondered for a while, not knowing what he thought of, he hesitated, and asked: "I don't know, what is the last name of the two children?"

But since getting along these times, she has never asked her about these personal matters. She only knows what palace lord's wife Wu Feng is, but she never knows who Lian Wu Feng's husband is from beginning to end.

Lian Wufeng was startled, his eyes clear and firm, "Lian."

"Okay." Duanmu Yawang nodded and didn't ask anything more. Looking at Lian Wufeng's eyes, he smiled and said, "I like the word Weiran Chengfeng very much. How about one called Weiran and the other Chengfeng?"

"Okay!" When Lian Wufeng heard this, his eyes were very excited, "Lian Weiran, Lian Chengfeng, not only nice, but also very comfortable and generous. Yawang, you are so original and your idea is really good! I like it!"

It has become a common practice, gradually forming a good atmosphere.

All things will gradually change and gradually get better.

And this is exactly what she hopes for.

Duanmuya saw that even Wufeng liked it and was happy, but, "Sister Wufeng, you also have a word for maple. Although the meaning of the word is different, the pronunciation is the same. Will this be..."

"It's okay." Even Wufeng didn't care at all. She really liked the word. "We have two mothers and children, and the pronunciation of the same word is even more fateful."

She had a hunch that the relationship between her and her two children would not be broken so easily.

Duan Muya looked and listened and agreed.

As a result, Lian Weiran and Lian Chengfeng's name were finalized.

In a blink of an eye, a few more days passed. Duanmu Yawang practiced alone for a few days. The cultivation process was extremely slow. In addition, there was no baby Gart on Little Bailu when she was practicing. She was almost ten days old, and she still didn't feel that she was going to rise. Order.

She hasn't reached the eighth rank spiritual person yet.

Remembering that for twenty days, she was going to fight Qin Ziqing. If she were to follow her current situation, she would die miserably by then.

Therefore, in the past few days, Duanmu Yawang's gums are crumbling when he thinks of Gong Yulan Zhi.

I thought, if I let her see him next time, I must make him look good!

On this day, I was going to the Royal Academy to attend classes early in the morning.

It's Mu Qingchen's class.

She respects Mu Qingchen, so she will not be late for his class, plus she had promised Bai Xi to resign the day before to explain some of the contents of the book to him earlier, so it was almost two quarters of an hour earlier. Let Housekeeper Liu drive her out of the house.

When she went to the entrance of the Royal Academy, the carriage just stopped, she was about to get off the carriage, and a gust of wind blew by. She inadvertently glanced at it and saw that Mu Qingchen had also just arrived at the entrance of the Royal Academy.

Why did Mu Qingchen come so early?

Duanmu Yawang thought about this, her mind flashed, and she also remembered that the Fragrant Incense Burner had not found a suitable opportunity to return it to Mu Qingchen, so he hurriedly took the Fragrant Incense Burner out of the source of Linghu Lake before getting out of the carriage.

"Miss, you have no class in the afternoon, and the old slave will come to pick you up in the afternoon." Seeing Duan Muya looking out of the carriage, the housekeeper Liu said.

"You don't use it to pick me up." Duanmu Yawang remembered that Bai Xici said yesterday that he had something to talk to her today, and then asked: "I will take the classmate's carriage back this afternoon."

Steward Liu nodded and asked Duanmu Yawang to say a word, and saw that Duanmu Yawang was already holding a few books in his hand, holding a stove in his arms, and ran away in a hurry.

It was too late for Steward Liu to call her.

However, looking at the small furnace in her hand, his old eyes flashed with doubts. There was obviously no such small furnace on the carriage, and the young lady did not hold the small furnace in her hand before getting on the carriage today. Where did this small stove come from? of?

"Mr. Mu!"

It was still early, and there were not many people entering or leaving the gate of the Royal Academy. Duan Mu Ya looked around and shouted as he ran.

Mu Qingchen said that after class, she treated it as someone who didn't know their students, so she thought Mu Qingchen would treat it as if she hadn't heard it. However, as soon as her voice fell, she saw Mu Qingchen stopped and turned to look at her.

The side face is elegant and deserted like a misty landscape painting, "Miss Duanmu."

"Mr. Mu, you are early." Duanmu Yawang bowed to him, then remembered the small stove in his arms, and hurriedly handed it to him, "Sir, your scattered incense burner."

After speaking, I remembered something, and explained quickly: "By the way, I only used it once in class. After that, I haven't used it secretly these days. The reason why I haven't returned it to you these days is because I didn't use it. Please don’t mind finding the right time."

Although she really liked this scattered incense burner and wanted to try the effect of using it to refine medicine, she really didn't dare to mess around with it.

Mu Qingchen glanced faintly at her blushing face, then glanced at the incense burner in her hand, and lifted her thin lips: "You take it."

After that, before Duanmu Yawang reacted, he turned and continued to move forward.

Uh!

Are you holding it?

Duanmu Ya looked dumbfounded, what do you mean by holding it?

Is it to let her continue to help him keep it?

Or... sent her off?

I think so much! Duanmu Ya looked at her head, followed by three steps and two steps, and said, "Mr. Mu, is it not convenient for you to take it back now? Or should I give you Daolingyue Pavilion next time?"

When Mu Qingchen heard this, he paused, and said lightly, "No."

"Um?"

"It's no longer useful to me." Mu Qingchen looked at her slender eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, and her dark and clear eyes, "You can use it, don't give it back to me."

After that, without giving Duanmu Yawang time to digest, he walked to the side.

Looking at Mu Qingchen's back, Duanmu Yawang was stunned. He meant that this scattered incense burner... was it given to her?

However, this is a treasure that can't even be bought with money. It is said that it belongs to the ancient gods. He should understand the value of this thing better than she, and just give it to her, isn't it too casual?

Moreover, she did not dare to ask for such a precious thing at will!

Thinking of this, she wanted to return the censer to Mu Qingchen, but she glanced around and found that Mu Qingchen was no longer there.

Also, the direction he just walked is not the direction of the class he attended, right?

Does he teach other classes?

"Forget it, I'd better take it directly to Lingyue Pavilion next time and send it back to him."

Duanmu Yawang didn't entangle too much, thinking about this, she went to the classroom with the book in her hand.