The fairy is fierce

It was late at night and the lights in the side hall had already been turned off.

In the dim room, Wu Qingwan was not sleepy at all. She clasped her hands together and folded them on her waist, pacing back and forth in the room, with a bit of tangle on her gentle face.

Tang Jingxun lives next door and hasn't slept at this time. He is talking to Tuanzi who just flew back:

"Chi chi chi chi chi chi chi..."

"Slow down, what's wrong? Are you wronged?"

"grumble."

"I deserve to have you running around at night."

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"grumble?!"

"Okay, okay, don't pretend to be dead, stick out your tongue and keep twitching, pretending to be like the real thing... I'll give you a small dried fish, okay?"

"Ji~"

…

Wu Qingwan couldn't understand what Tuanzi was talking about, but she could guess why Tuanzi was sent back alone. Ling Quan and Jiang Yi must have started practicing.

Now go and confess, Jiang Yi is out of breath, so naturally she can't be angry...

She has become a grasshopper on the same bed. She can no longer be alienated from her incompetent aunt...

But……

Wu Qingwan felt as if she was about to go to the execution ground and had a bit of stage fright; but the long-term pain was not as good as the short-term pain, and she had to do what she had to do.

Wu Qingwan paced for a long time, secretly counting the time based on her own 'experience'. When she felt Jiang Yi was dizzy, she gritted her teeth and quietly walked out of the room.

It was raining heavily in the imperial city, and no sound could be heard except the sound of rain.

Wu Qingwan walked quietly through the corridor, fearing that others would see her. It wasn't until she reached the corridor outside Jiang Yi's bedroom that she heard a faint sound coming from the window:

"Oh~ What a good husband, I just need to be obedient..."

"good."

"Eh~? Brother Quan, you...why don't you move? Is something wrong?"

"nothing……"

The weird noises started again...

Wu Qingwan's mature and beautiful cheek was pressed against the window, her face flushed.

After all, going into battle yourself and watching others go into battle are two different things. Qiu Shui's eyes showed a little timidity.

She held the practice record in her hand and lingered at the door for a long time, not daring to open the door. Finally, Zuo Lingquan helped her and said in the room:

"Who's out there?"

"Um?"

Jiang Yi was still a little confused, but her voice was softer.

Wu Qingwan knew that she had taken this step and there was no room to look back. She mustered up her courage and raised her hand to push open the door left by Zuo Lingquan and entered the bedroom.

The lights in the room have been turned off, but there are bright pearls for lighting placed in the curtain room behind the bead curtain, and the silhouettes of the two people are reflected on the fiery red curtain.

One vertically and one horizontally.

In addition to the elegant charm of sandalwood, there is also a slightly disturbing smell in the air.

Wu Qingwan was very familiar with this smell. Her legs felt a little weak, so she lowered her head and silently closed the door.

Jiang Yi vaguely heard the sound of the door opening, pulled up the quilt, and said with some annoyance:

"Leng Zhu? What...are you doing here?"

Wu Qingwan locked the door, thought for a while, and then spoke softly:

"Jiang Yi, it's me."

"...!!"

The room was deathly silent.

In the reflection of the curtain, Jiang Yi could be seen stiffening for a moment, then moving around helplessly, but she was a little weak, and whispered in a low voice:

"Hurry up and hide...my aunt is here..."

As he spoke, he buried Zuo Lingquan in the quilt, trying to cover it up.

Wu Qingwan's heart was trembling, and she didn't dare to stare at the details. She put on her usual elegant and quiet look, walked slowly into the bead curtain, and said:

"Jiang Yi, are you busy?"

This is no nonsense!

Jiang Yi was blinded, panicked and dizzy. She didn't dare to get up, so she could only say in a panic:

"Auntie, I...I...don't come in."

Wu Qingwan didn't seem to hear, she sat down on the round stool in front of the dressing table, not daring to look at the reflection on the curtain, and said softly:

"Jiang Yi, let me tell you something.

"Let's talk tomorrow...I...I now..."

"No, I won't feel at ease if I don't explain this matter clearly. Jiang Yi, do you know Ling Quan's "Qing Lian Zheng Jing"?"

Jiang Yi was being repaired and Zuo Lingquan hadn't exited yet, how could he not know it. She said with a little cry:

"I know, I know, aunt, you..."

"That's what I taught him."

"I...huh?"

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, but was immediately overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling that made it difficult to concentrate:

"Oops! Okay, aunt, I understand, can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"no."

Wu Qingwan squeezed her skirt tightly and mustered up the courage to say:

"I got the "Qinglian Sutra", and it says that it is not allowed to be passed on to outsiders, otherwise you will be punished by God. It can only be passed on to Taoist monks... I passed it on to Ling Quan. But I passed on his skills not only for your practice... …”

"Auntie, it's not convenient for me right now. Let's talk about it tomorrow..."

"Just let me finish. Just listen."

Wu Qingwan's eyelashes trembled slightly and she continued:

"The day Ling Quan first came to Qihuang Valley, I saw him on the cliff and thought he was very handsome. After several encounters with him, I felt that I was not born at the right time to meet him in advance.

"I don't know when I fell in love with him. Because of my relationship with you, I knew it was wrong, so I didn't dare to think about it... Later, I got this skill, which can be said to have given me an excuse...

"The way I passed the skills on to him was to practice with him, and under the pretext of doing it for your own good, I forced him to submit... I... I'm sorry for your mother, and I'm even more sorry for you..."

As the soft words came out, there was silence between the curtains.

Jiang Yi obviously understood the meaning and sobered up for a while. Then she was confused by the huge amount of information, and her eyes widened and she still hadn't recovered.

Wu Qingwan realized something was not going well, stood up and walked over, ready to lift the curtain:

"Jiang Yi, I know you are angry..."

When Jiang Yi saw that the curtain was about to be opened, she suddenly woke up, her face turned red, and she said shyly:

"Oh~ Auntie, I know, I'm not angry, don't come over...I..."

"If you want to scold me, just scold me..."

"I don't scold you. How could I scold you? We are all one family... Auntie, why don't you go out first and let's talk about this tomorrow?"

Wu Qingwan was willing to risk everything. She dared not wait until tomorrow. She said softly:

"If you feel uncomfortable, I can go back to Qihuang Valley and never disturb you and Ling Quan again. I tell the truth and swear to your mother that I will never lie to you."

Jiang Yi regarded Wu Qingwan as her only elder. Although what she heard was a bit unbelievable, deep down in her heart she never thought about being separated from Wu Qingwan; and she originally planned to let Wu Qingwan find a way to practice cultivation quickly, and also did Be prepared, although the way this thing develops is different from what you imagined.

The current situation was really embarrassing. Jiang Yi couldn't concentrate, but she knew that Wu Qingwan's statement that she wanted to leave sadly was definitely not a lie. After thinking about it, she endured the embarrassment and persuaded:

"Auntie, don't say that. I originally planned to let you... Oh, okay, okay, auntie, please go back and rest. I will never blame you. Please relax. It's not appropriate to talk about these things now."

Wu Qingwan knew that Jiang Yi would not blame her, but she was afraid that Jiang Yi would not be able to accept it completely in a short time, and the two would get along awkwardly. She secretly gritted her teeth, opened the curtain, and handed Jiang Yi her cultivation manual:

"This is the cultivation experience I compiled before. It is all prepared for you. It will be useful for you and Ling Quan to practice. Please take a closer look. I...I have no intention of competing with you for my husband."

"ah!"

A familiar face appeared in front of her, and Jiang Yi's eyes were full of shyness, and she didn't dare to accept it. She quickly buried herself and Zuo Lingquan under the quilt, only showing her pretty face that was flushed, and she didn't dare to look into Wu Qingwan's eyes:

"I know, my aunt is the best to me. I don't blame her, but now..."

"I'll teach you how to practice with him."

"Ah? No no...don't..."

Wu Qingwan took off her embroidered shoes, sat on her legs, looked serious, tried to lift the quilt, and said softly:

"Ling Quan, you continue to exercise; Jiang Yi, relax your body and don't resist..."

Jiang Yi was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself. She didn't even know what to think, she just instinctively tightened the quilt. Seeing that her aunt was going even further and getting worse, she could only beg for mercy:

"I just have to be obedient...I can't do it...Auntie, I definitely don't blame you..."

Wu Qingwan has a calm and conservative personality, and she can't stand this kind of situation, but she still insists, hoping that Jiang Yi will follow her own thoughts and completely pierce the window paper.

Zuo Lingquan, as the middleman, watched the two beautiful women tug and tangled and felt that they were working hard. In order to be considerate of his wife, he took the initiative and raised his hand to push Wanwan down on the pillow.

"Okay, okay, practice seriously. You guys can chat slowly and leave the rest to me."

"ah!"

exclaimed in unison.

Wu Qingwan fell on the pillow and lay next to Jiang Yi, whose face was flushed. Her cloud-white dress tightly wrapped her curvy figure. Because she was pushed to lie down, her movements were slightly larger and heavier. The skirt of the clothes bounced slightly, causing ripples visible to the naked eye.

Wu Qingwan just wanted to instruct Jiang Yi to practice, but she did not want to teach her personally. When the back of her head hit the pillow, she was confused and her words became incoherent. Her subconscious reaction was to cover her cheeks with her hands and act like an ostrich. Give up all the initiative.

Jiang Yi was so confused that she didn't know what to think. When she saw Zuo Lingquan getting up and reaching out to touch Wu Qingwan, she instinctively stretched out her smooth arm from under the quilt, grabbed Zuo Lingquan's wrist, and said fiercely:

"Zuo Lingquan! You bastard, don't bully my aunt..."

Wu Qingwan became more awake after hearing the sound. Seeing that Jiang Yi was a little annoyed, she held Jiang Yi's hand and whispered softly:

"Jiang Yi, don't blame him, it's my fault. If I hadn't been so obsessed with it..."

"Auntie, can we take care of him first? Look at him..."

"If you want to deal with it, then deal with me. I'm sorry for you..."

"?, you... oh... my God..."

…

The lights dimmed and the curtains were lowered again.

The small words continued for a moment, then stopped and turned into extremely suppressed murmurs...