My Formidable Beast-Controlling Consort Rules

"Moreover, the effect of the pill that I control Qingxuanding refining is not as good as you refining by yourself, and the success rate is not as high as you." Cang Ming continued.

"I see." Yun nodded softly, then narrowed his eyes to look at Cang Ming dissatisfied, "Since you can help me refine medicine, why didn't you tell me before?"

Of course I don't want to be coolies! Cang Ming slandered in his heart, and looked at Yun Qingyan, but smiled on Di Jiuque's face, "Before my soul was not solid enough, controlling the cauldron to refine medicine consumes too much soul power, so I didn't say it."

Don't you want to say it? Yun lightly saw Cangming's thoughts, but did not point them out.

She summoned Qing Xuanding and put Cang Ming in, "From tomorrow you will start refining medicine until you pay off your debt!"

Cang Ming was surprised, no! It will be exhausting!

But before it objected, it and Qing Xuan Ding had been taken back by Yun Qingyan.

The biggest light bulb left, Di Jiuque looked at the sky, then looked down at Yun Qingyan in his arms, his phoenix eyes squinted.

"Quitely, shouldn't it be time to sleep?"

He didn’t like to be close to people, even Feng Liao Yaoya would stand one meter away and report to him, let alone sleep with others, but now... he fell in love with the lightness that held him. The feeling of sleeping gave him a sense of pleasure of being fulfilled in his arms.

Di Jiuque's phoenix eyes showed a hint of expectation, and it's been a long time since he slept with Qingyan.

"No, since there will be more and more gods, I must step up my practice." Yun said lightly, freed from the embrace of Emperor Jiuque, sat cross-legged, ready to practice.

Di Jiuque finally knows what it means to lift a rock and hit himself in the foot...

"It's enough to practice a moderate amount, and take a proper rest." Di Jiuque fought hard.

Yun Qingyan gave him a blank look, "Cultivation is a rest for the Yuan scholar, right?"

A night of cultivating is actually more refreshing in the morning than a night of sleep. The original person only sleeps when he is lazy or enjoys.

"Sleep is also very important." A certain emperor who once treated cultivation as sleep did not change his face and reminded him.

Yun Qingyan glanced at him lightly, his red lips rose slightly, and said calmly, "You don't have to sleep for a long time before you die, you will sleep forever after you die."

When the words are over, the body and mind are already in a state of cultivation.

Di Jiuque: "..." Finally I took time to see my wife, and it turned out...

Emperor Zun's face was as black as a pot helmet, and gloomy enough to drip water.

Should he find the deputy dean to practice his hands again? Di Jiuque narrowed his eyes and thought.

"Aqiu! Aqiu!" Nie Zhao, who had fallen asleep peacefully under the massage of his apprentice, suddenly sneezed severely, feeling a sudden chill rushing over his body.

He rubbed his nose and then shouted towards the opposite room, "Lin Zixiao, bring a quilt to your master!"

What the hell! With his cultivation base, he would feel cold!

"Okay, Master." Lin Zixiao opened his eyes when he was tired, and hurriedly went to find the cabinet.

The next morning, Yun Qingyan unexpectedly saw the reduced version of Di Jiuque.

He has a stern face and a serious expression, completely different from the anger of last night!

Yun Qingyan looked at his solemn expression and couldn't help being amused. He squeezed that little face, "Morning~ Xiaoqueque~"

"Pa." Before Yun Qingyan stretched out his hand, he was intercepted by Di Jiuque halfway.

Sure enough, he still prefers to show up at night.

Emperor Jiuque frowned unhappy.