I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World

"Ma'am, this is your room."

Huanxi took a step back politely, her pale face was overwhelmed with coquettishness - but she saluted the cold-faced man: "Thank you."

The cold-faced man gave a cold snort and accepted it safely: "If there is a need, let Xiaojing inform me Xiaojing! Take care of Madam."

The little girl who was standing not far away ran over happily when she heard what he said: a little gray padded jacket with two black braids and a sweet smile said to the cold-faced man, "It's Brother Qing." Staring at the back of the cold-faced man intoxicated.

Fei'er pushed her unhappily. She stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and her mischievous appearance was not at all like a servant: "The maid Xiaojing takes care of the madam."

Huan Xi coughed twice and showed her tenderness, personally stepped forward to help her up: "There's no need to be too polite."

Xiaojing withdrew her hand cautiously. Although she was naughty, she still didn't dare to be presumptuous with her master: "Xiaojing helped Madam into the house." After she finished speaking, she took Fei'er's fallen arm and shook the two buns on her head to accompany them back. house.

Huanxi looked at Xiaojing intentionally or unintentionally and said, "How long have you been at Long's house?"

Xiaojing peeped at Huanxi reluctantly and saw that the master was not angry, and confessed: "Xiaojing was picked up by the waiter when he was in the banquet hall, and he has not entered Long's house yet."

Huanxi took off the red hairpin on her head and nodded lightly: "Your home is not far from my home, the town where my family lives in the banquet hall."

Xiaojing looked at Huanxi with joy when he heard Huanxi say this: "Really?"

Fei'er glanced at her slightly angrily and replied for Miss: "Yes."

Xiaojing lowered her head and was busy with the things in hand. She found that Fei'er didn't seem to like her, so she had better not be too presumptuous, or the waiter would drive her away.

"Why do you call him Big Brother Qing and Big Brother Waiter?"

When Xiaojing saw his wife asking about her sweetheart, his interest was immediately raised: "Brother Shi's full name is Long Qingshi, but he didn't allow me to call him Brother Shishi After beating Xiaojing away, I have never seen such a powerful person. At that time, I just..."

——Ding—Feeling apologetic, Fei'er picked up Yushu and looked straight at Xiaojing who stopped: "Don't use the first title when talking to the lady, and don't answer the extra questions that the lady didn't ask."

Xiao Jing Nuonuo bowed her head and bowed to salute: "Yes."

Xu Huanxi took advantage of this to be humane: "It doesn't matter, we are all family."

"Miss……"

"Okay, I know you're worried about where you're going.

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"It's because she's not feeling well, maybe she's not acclimatized, but she's asked her to rest."

Huanxi nodded and suddenly changed the subject: "Xiaojing, why is he in the south?" She remembered that it wasn't him who went to Xu's house to greet her.

Xiaojing tilted his head and thought for a while: "It seems to be a business discussion, but later the waiter went around to find you."

Fei'er gave her a hard look, and Xiao Jing also realized that he had said something wrong and was so helpless that he didn't dare to speak out.

Xu Huanxi twisted his eyebrows and guessed that the status of Long Qingshi should not be high, otherwise why would he come to welcome them? After thinking this through, Xu Huanxi stopped asking: "Well, you should also rest early as the weather is getting colder and healthier. "

The two immediately saluted gratefully: "It's Madam (Miss)."

Xu Huanxi was lying on the bed and wrapped her tightly in the quilt, only revealing a pair of big black eyes spinning around. At this time, she was a hundred times more energetic than in the morning, her pale face was rosy and breathed oxygen. The changed smile hangs on the corner of her mouth and she looks good at adapting, at least it proves that she is in a good mood.

She suddenly stretched out her arm from the bed and pointed at herself to cheer up: "Xinyi! You are about to start a family and be a good concubine. Sister Unity wins over relatives to take care of her husband, we want to be a first-class concubine in the new century, ok to sleep .”

Everything is silent and the sound echoes. The empty black fog thickly covers the noise of the day. The condensed dew can change its shape in an instant. The house mouse that ran past by chance trembled and did not dare to stay——

The thick ice on the threshold and the ice one foot below the eaves correspond to the moonlight.

At this time, the Long family:

In front of the vast and heavy door, the light-weight master couldn't stop him. He climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. He walked through the lush pine forest lightly all the way-Taxue Wuhen shuttled between pavilions and pavilions with agility and ease-his body was like lightning. Entering a small but simple courtyard, he walked lightly, not daring to move quickly where he passed, trying to keep the air from fluctuating.

He knelt down beside the silver-clad courtyard slowly and respectfully stroked his chest with his hands: "The master will return to his service."

The people inside seemed to know that he was coming, no one opened the door by themselves, but they didn't dare to get up, let alone expect to go in and kneel on this land of Yaoyin, he didn't even dare to leave traces of trampling on his body.

"How?" The cold voice pierced his eardrums.

Long Qingshi knelt on his knees, looked at the snow-colored eyes and paid respects: "As the master expected."

There was a long silence inside without answering.

Long Shijing held his breath and waited for his master's instructions: "My subordinates found out that the Xu family did not marry Miss Six, but the subordinates received a replacement from the original married person?"

Without hesitation, he said, "No need."

"Yes."

"Wedding banquet as usual."

"Yes."

The door slammed shut without warning.

Long Qingshi didn't dare to slack off and flew away.

The silver-white wrapping of the withered trees and the gust of wind brought the small courtyard back to the silence just now.

In the thirty-fifth year of the Yan Kingdom, in the winter, the small matter of taking concubines in Longmu Castle, which was originally planned, suddenly became a well-known ceremony for the first wife, and the entire Central Plains became a mess because of this hasty decision.

"I heard that Master Long is getting married again."

"Hey, I don't know whose family's unlucky daughter it is."

"It is said that he killed his parents and now he wants to harm his daughter..."

"Everyone knows how anyone dares to marry after his two wives died, Mrs. Duofang."

"It's not for his Long family's money."

The old storytellers in the streets and alleys also changed the battle scenes and classical history in their mouths to the secrets of the marriage of the Dragon Castle Lord.

The children gave up the old nursery rhymes, clapped and held hands and sang the popular biography of restraining father and restraining wife.

The entire upper ranks of the officialdom began to purchase valuables one after another. Two days later, they sent them to Longmubao to attend the wedding banquet. To them, the Long family was not an ordinary business family. They even had their own armed forces and the right to march independently.

Two years ago, the Yan Kingdom fought against the Chimu Kingdom, and the emperor even asked him to send troops to defend against the enemy. Since then, Long Qianyuan has been paid attention to by the royal family and flattered by the people below. In the past two days, even the greeting on the temple has been changed to: "What are you giving?"

The aged old emperor opened his eyes and closed his eyes as if he didn't see the current court situation. He seemed to acquiesce in everyone's intention to curry favor with Long Qianyuan.

In contrast to this hustle and bustle is the place in question - Longmubao.

It stands quietly in the middle of the Central Plains in the east. The tall and vast wall is like a sleeping tiger, blocking the noise of the outside world and restraining the yin energy inside.

Several snowflake-like women stripped thread and threaded needles around a heater. Rows of Eau wood emerald screens divided the whole space into three small rooms.

A few women were smiling or complaining or ashamed holding the small needles in their hands, and around a dozen delicate maids stood respectfully behind their master with lowered eyebrows.

Suddenly, a young woman wearing a lady's bun and wearing a purple flower demon angrily threw away the needle and thread in her hand, and the sound of tinkling bells: "No more, no more, my sisters are bullying Kong'er."

After she finished speaking, the rest of the women all laughed: "My sister is because you are impatient."

Kong'er took the needle from the girl's hand and threw it on the embroidery case again: "I don't care if I stop playing."

A woman in red smiled and said, "Alright, you quit."

After hearing these words, Kong'er smiled sweetly as if she had been licked with honey, and put her arms around the shoulders of the woman in red: "Sister Kong'er is not suitable for playing with girls."

The woman in red laughed reluctantly when she heard her say this: "Yes, my sister is suitable for playing swords with sister Yaozhu."

After the woman in red finished speaking, everyone laughed even more presumptuously.

Kong'er buried his head in the woman's chest without hesitation: "If you bully me, you will know that you bully me."

A strange voice received: "Why is bullying not fun for us, we need to be bullied by our husband."

Kong'er immediately blushed and did two things because of her disregarded language. "Sister Hua Nu also bullies others, Sister Situ, look at her."

"Okay, stop making trouble, do you still want to give Xianggong a gift, hurry up and embroider."

"I don't think there's anything special about it. In Kong'er's mind, Sister Situ is the head of the house."

The woman in red immediately lowered her eyebrows: "Kong'er, don't talk nonsense."

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On the other side, there are also a few women gathered, but they are all calm for many years and look older than the woman in red: "If he likes to marry, he will marry that woman as long as she doesn't think she is self-righteous. I don't care what purpose she has."

The other woman frowned and said, "I don't like my husband's marriage."

The woman in blue shrugged, "I have no objection."

The woman in green didn't even look at them waving their swords: "Whatever."

It’s just that what they say is as chic as what they do, I don’t know. This must be the Long family. They are only sisters on the surface, but they are not sisters who dig their hearts out.

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