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

Of course her head can be long and laborious, but it's not because she's smart but because she's not threatening in the eyes of experts.

When Long Tenghai came out of Long Tomb Castle, an old man with a gray beard hurriedly supported him: "Master, you are frightened."

Long Tenghai's eyes were gloomy and his face was sallow: "Go back to the palace..."

Long Tenghai was leaning on the comfortable carriage, dripping with cold sweat. At this moment, there was no greed, no panic, no murderous intent on his face: Is it still okay? No matter how hard he tries, he is no match for him! No matter how much you pay, you will not be recognized by the officials! Why? It wasn't like this before. Without him, Taifu Situ wanted to marry Yuxin to him as his concubine. Prime Minister Su also threatened to allow him to dye clothes. Why did everything change? Why! He hates it! He must take revenge!

——The little eunuch's mind went blank when the carriage trembled...

Tranquil elegance enveloped the entire solemn night, the silence of the Long Tomb Fort, sleeping in Kyoto, it was like a good medicine, making the hot-blooded man hope that it was also a poisonous thorn, and some people couldn't breathe. No matter what it is, Longjiabao tonight is extremely depressing—

In a courtyard without any decoration, the lights and the cold air are rampant.

Several old men in blue shirts and thin shirts, beards and brows met with immortal demeanor, filled with emotion.

Yushu, a young man dressed in yew, is alone in a place, fiddles with the only grass, and concentrates his eyes.

A middle-aged woman teased the little snake in her hand, smiling like a flower.

This group of people doesn't bother anyone, no one interferes with anyone, it's just one of the old people who looks at the woman playing with snakes from time to time.

Long Qingshi opened the door and the six of them knelt on one knee: "See Dragon Lord."

Long Qianyuan's handsome face in black clothes and his eyes are calm and dignified: "How is it?"

The old men in green shirts looked at each other, and the older one got up and said, "The Dragon Lord is the elder Di of the eight elders of the royal family."

The yew man frowned when he heard this, the middle-aged woman tapped the hibernating little snake, and didn't care much about it. The other old men sighed and waited for Long Qianyuan to make up his mind.

Long Qian looked at the man from Yew, and the chill in his voice didn't weaken in the slightest because the man was his subordinate: "Zhongchen?"

Wen Zhongchen got up and gave a salute, his misty temperament melted into the night, and he couldn't grasp his existence: "The Dragon Lord's subordinates think that the emperor should still put the chips on the prince, so that the emperor can send out the elders. I am afraid that the prince is the only one in the emperor's mind. It is the orthodox royal blood that is crowned the Great Treasure..." The name is justified. He didn't say the last four words.

"Isn't he dying?" The woman's voice was surprisingly pleasant, and the lines in the corners of her eyes did not destroy her beauty, but rather completed her charm.

The master who had been watching her all the time shook his head helplessly: she always looks like she won't grow up.

Long Qingshi clenched his fists: "Master, will you kill him now?"

Long Qianyuan's far-sighted eyes seemed to be considering the feasibility of the proposal.

"No."

Madam covered her mouth with a smile and said, "Hehe, little brother Zhongchen, have you lost your courage? Don't worry, Auntie will protect you."

Wen Zhongchen ignored her taunt and bowed: "Dragon Lord Zhongchen thinks that killing the prince inappropriately is of great importance, even if it succeeds, it will not be good for the master's accession to the throne. It is better to let him die of illness according to the rumors."

"Hee hee brother, you are good or bad! But it's better to go down with a knife and save trouble than so much trouble."

"Master Fox's goal is to conquer the hearts of the people in the world, and you can't act too hastily, otherwise it will backfire." After Wen Zhongchen finished speaking, he glanced at Long Qianyuan: To be honest, he has been a counselor for so many years and has led three thousand diners in Long Tomb Castle, but he still can't figure it out. Tou Longzhu's thoughts can even be omitted—whether it is his failure as a counselor or the honor of being able to think quietly.

Just when the woman was about to speak, a panicked voice came:

"It's not good! It's not good! Master! It's not good! The mistress is here!" Long Qingping shouted as he ran, as if announcing World War III: "Master! It's not good!"

When Long Qingshi heard that he was more nervous than him to protect Long Qianyuan: Where? where? I cover!

The others looked at them in puzzlement: How could they not know when there was another opponent that Long Qingshi could face up to! This is not a good sign!

Long Qingquan galloped fast: "Close the door quickly! Close the door quickly! Don't let the master come out!" He probably shouted too much—slap—and fell to the ground, but until he fell down, he continued to shout: "Master! Run! "Professionalism is exemplary!

Long Qianyuan gave a slight hint that the crowd immediately dispersed, leaving the empty attic empty, leaving Long Ting's shouts.

Huanxi lifted up the heavy golden silk clothes, went to Long Qingzhe and squatted down, "Xiaozhe, what's the matter with you?" She finally caught his husband at night when he was alone and wanted to come and dedicate himself to have a romantic relationship. He welcomed her: "Don't get excited, I know your master is lonely, but you don't have to be so grateful to me."

Huanxi twisted her waist and passed over his "corpse" with her drooping silken obsequiousness.

Shi'er followed Huanxi alone, bowed embarrassedly to Long Qingbao, and hurried to catch up with Huanxi.

When Huanxi saw Long Qianyuan in the yard, she suddenly had a bad feeling. She didn't think that Long Qianyuan would come and wait for her at the door. She disturbed some major military affairs, but she couldn't do anything about it. So she wrinkled her face, pouted her little feet, chopped off her slender golden body, and flew towards Long Qianyuan.

Long Qing hurriedly stepped away in fright, he couldn't bear the crime of molesting the mistress.

Huan Xi smoothly threw himself into Long Qianyuan's arms, hugging Long Qianyuan's waist tightly with both hands, afraid that he would run away, with tears of longing in his eyes, and said, "I miss you so much! I will miss you if I don't see you for a day." I am afraid to eat meat all day long, I don’t know how to taste, I can’t listen to music, I don’t know how to tune my husband – I can’t live without you – woo woo!”

Long Qingshi looked at him who had succeeded, and white smoke was coming out of his air more than his air intake: "It's so serious!"

Huan Xi lay in Long Qianyuan's arms and leaned against his cold chest: "Of course." She tightened her snowskin coat and cursed herself that she was fine and came out to seek guilt in the cold: "Young servant, you are not married, of course you don't understand the relationship between husband and wife. Enai, are you jealous of me? It just so happens that my son is not married, so let me make the decision..."

"Mistress!" Shi'er's face turned red either from embarrassment or from anger.

Huanxi didn't force him, anyway, it was impossible for Long Qingshi to find a wife and find another girl in her room. Huanxi looked affectionately at Long Qianyuan, intentionally or unintentionally hooking his fingers: "Master, it's cold outside, why don't we go in?" .”

Hearing this, Long Qing frowned and directly conjured up a book of family rules and read it out: "Rule 107 of the Longmubao Women's Family Regulations. Never have sex with women on the first day of the second half of the month!"

"Did I say intercourse! Why are you full of unhealthy thoughts? I just let the husband go back to the house, which doesn't mean having sex." If her husband needs it, she doesn't object. Huanxi shyly leads the dragon after yelling at Long Qing Qianyuan's index finger shakes!

Long Qingshi turned another page: "Rule 1 of the Long Tomb Fort's overall rules: No-anyone-for any reason-steps into Qianlongju!" Long Qingshi looked at Xu Huanxi triumphantly.

Xu Huanxi gritted his teeth and smiled unexpectedly: "The Dragon Guard can be called a encyclopedia of laws!"

"Mother's praise!"

"Let me talk to the head office with my husband!"

"Rule 3 of Longjiabao Women's Rules: Don't go out if you have nothing to do."

"Miss Ben didn't go out."

"Note: Anyone who steps out of my other garden is considered going out."

Xu Huanxi threw Long Qianyuan's hand away furiously: "You mean to be right with me, right?"

"No. 1 of the overall rules of Darelong Tomb Fort..."

"Okay, okay, I know what it means." Huanxi looked at the unresponsive husband and the atmosphere when he just came, and he winked at Long Qianyuan and turned his head to look contemptuously at Long Qing: "Ms. I don't want to offend you, so you don't bother Miss Ben!"

"Don't dare!"

"Let's go!" Huanxi waved his sleeves and led Shi'er, who kept apologizing, out of the main courtyard.

The golden light dissipated and Long Qingzhu jumped up from the ground in an instant: "Brother! High!"

"Normal!" But in his heart, he was very proud of Xu Huanxi who was able to get rid of his anger.

Suddenly --

A group of people descended from the sky and disappeared. The woman looked at the direction where Huanxi disappeared and smiled cleverly: "The new mistress is really fun."

...

Huan Xi destroyed the plants on the side of the road while walking on the small road in the east courtyard: "Dead dragons go far away, rotten dragons go far away!"

"Mistress Failure is the mother of success."

"Miss Ben has never failed."

Shi'er carefully reminded: "Second Young Master..." That also failed.

"He! Miss Ben is not rare!"

Shi'er caught the loophole and said, "Miss cares about uncle."

Huanxi couldn't help laughing: "I don't care if he bought a refrigerator! I'm so mad! He doesn't look at me from the beginning to the end! Isn't my appearance handsome! Am I not feminine enough! Ah—!"

Shi'er quickly covered her mouth: "Miss, don't shout, people will hear you."

"If you hear it, you can hear it! What are you afraid of!" But she still lowered her voice and said, "You go to spread it tomorrow and say that Miss Ben is serving that iceberg tonight."

"It's not good..." Bragging can't be outrageous.

Huan Xi also realized that the joke was too big, she calmed down her emotions and said, "Let's just say that the lamp was only blown on for half an hour."

"It's not good that Qianlongju never enters. It's a fact that even Longwei and the others have never entered, not to mention..." let alone the lady who wants nothing.

Looking at Shi'er's expression, I knew what she wanted to say: "Okay, anyway, I went to find him and said that I added some lies to the Tnnd facts settled outside the door, this time it will work!"

"It's okay...but..." Shi'er was sweating on his forehead in the cold sky, "this... this... the honor of the mistress..."

"Fame? Why are we competing for favor now! Set up a memorial archway! Let's talk about it when he gets stuck!"

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