After parting ways with Liu Ruxin, Xiao Jingyao quickly arrived outside Lan Yue's courtyard.

Looking at the flickering lights in the house, Xiao Jamyao suppressed all the thoughts in his heart and knocked on the door.

Lan Yue, who had been waiting in the house for a long time, suddenly became energetic when she heard the knock on the door.

"Come in."

Xiao Jingyao pushed the door open in response and stood by the door with his thin body. He saluted respectfully and said, "Disciple, I have met the master."

"Yao'er, come and sit quickly."

Lan Yue pointed to the seat opposite with interest and motioned for Jamel Xiao to sit in front of her.

Xiao Jinyao didn't know what Lan Yue wanted, so he could only pretend to be obedient and sit on the ground in front of her.

When he finally raised his eyes to look at Lan Yue, a trace of astonishment and unconcealable amazement flashed through his eyes.

Tonight, Lan Yue is dressed in red like fire. Under the illumination of candlelight, her delicate jade face has no trace of coldness anymore, only bright and flying.

Lan Yue has never worn red before. Is there anything special tonight?

Xiao Jamyao secretly guessed, but he didn't expect Lan Yue's idea to be very simple.

Today is Jamel Xiao’s birthday. Such a good day must be prosperous, so wear red clothes and suit the occasion!

Originally, she also prepared red clothes for Jamel Xiao, but then she thought about it. The atmosphere seemed wrong if both of them wore bright red and lit red candles, so she gave up the idea.

"Ahem..."

Lan Yue cleared her throat and spoke after careful consideration.

"Yao'er, today... is your birthday..." Lan Yue paused here.

She knew that the incident on her sixth birthday was an indelible pain in Xiao Jamyao's heart.

However, the years of cultivating immortality are so long. It would be too pitiful if every birthday from now on, the tragic memories of the past would appear in front of my eyes, repeatedly lashing out and ravaging my heart.

It is said that unfortunate people spend their lives healing their childhood. If what I do today can bring a little comfort to Xiao Jamyao in his future birthdays, then that will be enough.

Sure enough, after hearing the word "birthday", Xiao Jamyao's whole body froze, and his eyebrows suddenly became extremely gloomy.

Even after resurrecting his life, the blood-red memories from the past still flooded into his mind from time to time. As time went by, this memory not only did not disappear, but became clearer and clearer.

He slowly remembered the disbelieving look in his father's eyes when he heard the order to kill everyone; he remembered his mother's arms hugging him tightly, and the warm blood sprayed on his neck; he remembered the following

People cursed, howled, and begged for mercy in pain...

Countless details came one after another, lulling him over and over again in the dead of night.

Memories came to mind again, Xiao Jamyao's dark crow eyes began to become bloodshot, and the ghost energy in his body began to stir up.

He stood up suddenly. This time, he couldn't even pretend.

He should have guessed what good intentions this poisonous woman could have.

She just wanted to have fun peeling off his scar on his birthday, then sprinkling a handful of salt on it and rubbing it repeatedly.

The hatred in Xiao Jamyao's heart surged and could no longer be calmed down.

However, the only trace of reason he had left told him that it was not possible yet, it was not the right time yet.

Jiuzhou is so vast that all sentient beings regard cultivating immortals as the right path. All demonic and ghost paths are regarded as evil and evil, and everyone will punish them if they find them.

He can't defeat the poisonous woman now. If he acts impulsively tonight, his practice of practicing ghosts will be exposed.

Jamel Xiao took a deep breath and closed his eyes helplessly.

For now, just bear with it a little longer, bear with it a little longer...

Lan Yue, who was opposite, took in all of Xiao Jamyao's expressions.

Seeing the way his flowery face twisted and turned cold when hearing the word "birthday", Lan Yue felt guilty and distressed at the same time.

She didn't intentionally expose his scars, but she just didn't break them. If she wants to truly heal the male protagonist, she must help him no longer indulge in that painful memory.

If possible, she hoped that every time Jamel Xiao celebrates his birthday in the future, in addition to the indelible childhood memories, he can also think of the warmth and joy she gave him tonight.

Seeing Xiao Jamyao closing his eyes, Lan Yue's heart moved and she hurriedly took something out of the storage bag.

Xiao Jamyao suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and kept warning himself that a small impatience would lead to a big plan, and finally managed to control his emotions.

He slowly opened his eyes, but unexpectedly saw Lan Yue holding a round object in front of him.

"What's this?"

Jamel Xiao's voice was hoarse and low, and it was obvious that he had not calmed down completely.

Lan Yue smiled slightly, tried her best to soften her voice, and said gently: "When I traveled around Jiuzhou ten years ago, I saw an interesting custom."

"It was a peaceful country, the people lived a prosperous life, and birthdays were a very grand event for them. On this day every year, they would call friends, celebrate birthdays, and share cakes."

Lan Yue whispered softly, her voice was charming, and her bright eyes shone brightly in the candlelight.

Xiao Jamyao couldn't help but be attracted to his attention. He looked at the irregular round object in front of him and asked hesitantly: "Is this...cake?"

Lan Yue nodded, her cheeks were not rouged, but they were unexpectedly stained with crimson.

"I saw it several times and made one from memory. It doesn't look very good, but it tastes good!" Lan Yue said unconfidently.

She also had an impromptu idea, but there were many materials that could not be replaced at the moment. She tried her best to make one, but unfortunately the finished product was only so-so.

Jamel Xiao lowered his eyebrows and stared at the cake for a long time without saying anything.

The silent atmosphere made Lan Yue feel on pins and needles, and she couldn't help but regret that her birthday was ruined once a year.

Lan Yue was thinking about some remedial measures when she suddenly heard Xiao Jamyao speak in a low voice, his voice thick and astringent.

"You...made it with your own hands?"

Lan Yue nodded and said expectantly: "Yes, do you want to try it?"

Xiao Jamyao finally raised his eyes to look at Lan Yue again, and saw that her eyebrows were flying, and the smile on her face was so sincere and too beautiful to be true.

"You made this for me with your own hands?" Xiao Jamyao asked again, his dark eyes were dark and unspeakably deep and messy.

Lan Yue nodded again. She also knew that her apprentice was so lacking in love that she probably couldn't believe it for a while.

So Lan Yue added: "Yes, I borrowed the chef from Shile Zhai at the foot of the mountain, and who knew that I made a mess, and even compensated them ten pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. It was really a money grab. Speaking of which, this is Shangyuncheng.

The prices are really outrageous..."

As Lan Yue babbled, Xiao Jamyao's eyes fell on the cake again.

The embryos were well made, soft and fluffy, but unfortunately they were not even cut into rounds, and the surface was still black and yellow. The workmanship was really worrying.

But just such a terrible-looking cake, coupled with Lan Yue's muttering complaints, actually gave him the illusion of peace and quiet in this dark room.

This seemed to be the most peaceful night in his two lives. It was so beautiful that he couldn't help but shake off the coldness all over his body and plunge into this warmth without hesitation.

"Anyway, do you want to give it a try?"
Chapter completed!