Too Reckless

  Chapter 205 The status of big women is threatened

  The East Sea is boiling, bringing the rain that seems to be endless.

  Habitat Phoenix Valley has a great formation to protect the sect, and the disciples no longer have to walk around in the rain. The environment in the valley is surrounded by clouds and mists.

   In the early morning, the sky was still gray, and Wu Qingwan walked out of the small wooden house on the stone flat, standing on the edge of the cliff as she had done for decades, stretching towards the distance - a new day begins!

   But today’s days are obviously not as carefree as they used to be.

   Before Wu Qingwan put her hand down, she saw Jiang Yi standing in the courtyard of a bamboo house, holding a sword in her hand, looking up at her with an intriguing expression.

   Wu Qingwan's familiar cheeks froze slightly, and she carefully lowered her hands and folded them around her waist, barely showing a gentle smile.

  Since Wu Qingwan was in the palace a few days ago, with the thought of "long pain is worse than short pain", she squeezed into Jiang Yi's bed, and the relationship between the two aunts and nieces became weird.

   In front of outsiders, Wu Qingwan was naturally still an aunt, and Jiang Yi was doing everything as usual, calling herself a junior.

   But when one or two people are alone, things change.

  Wu Qingwan watched Jiang Yi being ruined, and she helped Zhou to be abusive, helping to put pillows and so on, Jiang Yi felt ashamed.

   And Jiang Yi also watched Wu Qingwan lying on her stomach, biting a strand of hair and calling 'Brother Quan'.

   Zuo Lingquan has been gone for the past few days, and there is no man in the middle as a buffer. The two of them are embarrassed to contact each other in private. If they meet by chance like this, the atmosphere is naturally awkward.

   Wu Qingwan looked at Jiang Yi and wanted to ask "Did you eat?" Jiang Yi, like a prophet, said first:

   "Have eaten. Is Jingxun awake?"

   "Not yet, he looks much better."

   "That's good. Zuo Lingquan and the concubine don't know what to do, they haven't come back for several days..."

  Jiang Yi entered the eaves of the bamboo hut and disappeared without a trace.

  Wu Qingwan knew it well, so naturally she didn't chase down to talk about the private room, silently retreated back to the stone cliff, and then heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and came to the wooden house.

  The furnishings of the wooden house are the same as before. On the embroidered bed on the inside, Tang Jingxuan closed his eyes and lay down quietly, with a quilt on his body, revealing delicate shoulders like tender tofu.

  Tang Jingxuan's body was not injured, but the spirit of the Spirit Valley Realm was fighting with Stealing Pill. Even if she was not the main force and was only rubbed by the aftermath, she couldn't bear it, and it would take a few days for her to fully recover.

   Wu Qingwan has been with the bed for the past few days, but in fact, she can't help much. She can only judge how well she has recovered from her complexion.

  Wu Qingwan slowly came to the bed and sat down, stared at Tang Jingxuan for a moment, nothing changed, and then her eyes slowly moved down to Tang Jingxuan's waist...

   Back in Xihuang Valley a few days ago, it was Wu Qingwan who helped Tang Jingxuan check the body, and then accidentally discovered a very special big secret-no grass grows.

   As white as suet jade, it carves a perfect fat and soft camel toe.

  Slightly separated, a touch of bright red will bloom slowly, just like a soft peony blooming in the snow.

Wu Qingwan and Tang Jingxun are obviously different, and Jiang Yi is also different. I haven't seen it before. I thought it was Tang Jingxun's flower, but I shaved it off myself, but when I look closely, it doesn't look like it, it's obviously born of.

  Wu Qingwan believed that her figure was no worse than Tang Jingxuan's, and that the capital of her clothes was still stronger, but this difference made her feel a drum in her heart-because she also felt that it would be cleaner, but she didn't know what Ling Quan thought.

  Wu Qingwan, under the influence of ghosts, quietly picked up the quilt and glanced at it, and quickly put it down with a red face. Then he looked down at his waist and abdomen, showing a little fascination, when he was recalling Zuo Lingquan's reaction when he licked her, to see if there was anything in the way.

  The room was silent, only the soft breathing of Tang Jingxun could be heard.

  Wu Qingwan thought about it for a long time, but before she could figure out why, out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed that something moved not far away, and made a soft sound of "hum--".

   Wu Qingwan quickly returned to her senses and cautiously looked outside the room.

   The furnishings in the room are simple, apart from the round table and stools, there is only the sword stand where the long sword was once placed.

  Wu Qingwan rarely uses a sword these days. On the sword stand is a tea-blue wooden staff, which was left by Wu Zunyi, the second uncle.

"Um?"

   Wu Qingwan was a little puzzled, got up and walked to the front, picked up the tea-blue wooden stick and glanced at it.

  There are magic weapons in the world, but they are not living beings. They have no emotions or self-thoughts. They just have basic consciousness, which can distinguish between enemy and self, protect the master in times of crisis, etc.

In the battle of Burning Smoke City, several people harvested three magic weapons. Feather fans and shields are standard magic weapons. They are precious but not unique. This wooden staff is a rare thing. It should be the same as Lei Gongling. Made to order.

   Although it was given to Wu Qingwan, but after Wu Qingwan got it, the wooden staff seemed to despise her and did not want to recognize the master. She was holding a staff similar to an ordinary staff, and could not exert the special effect of a magic weapon.

   I also wanted to make the wooden stick recognize the owner before, but I tried various methods, and the wooden stick didn’t give any feedback, and it was the first time that it made a sound.

   The magic weapon can react, and it must be perceived.

   Wu Qingwan pondered for a long time with a wooden stick, and then checked the surroundings of the house, and found nothing unusual.

   She frowned slightly suspiciously. She couldn't figure out the reason for the time being, so she could only keep this matter in her heart...

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   Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye sat in front of the window drinking and chatting all night, but unfortunately the wine was not intoxicating. Although some people got drunk, it did not affect their sanity after all, so nothing happened in the end, and they dispersed after dawn.

   After several days and nights, the heavy rain gradually turned into light rain, because it was winter in October, and finally it was seamlessly connected to light snow.

   Zuo Lingquan lived in a small courtyard after eating and drinking on the first day. He practiced swordsmanship during the day and recuperated from injuries at night, and rarely went out.

   Shangguan Lingye was more seriously injured than Zuo Lingquan. Needless to say, he hadn't been out of the bedroom for the past few days, and had been resting on the bed from morning to night.

   But the two of them were not the only ones in the house. Madam Zuo naturally thought crooked when she saw lonely men and widows locked up and stayed home.

   After all, men and women hide in the house all day long, what else can they do other than continue the incense for the Zuo family?

Although Mrs. Zuo felt that her son did not cherish the body a little bit, but she couldn't control it when the child was older, and it was even more pleasing to the eyes of Shangguan Lingye. Every day, she made some nourishing ginseng chicken soup and sent it over to nourish Shangguan Lingye's body. .

   Shangguan Lingye understood what Mrs. Zuo meant, but she explained too much about it, mainly because she explained that Mrs. Zuo also had an expression of "I understand", thinking she was embarrassed to admit it.

  Shangguan Lingye had never experienced such a short life among women and parents before. In fact, he quite liked this feeling. In his spare time, he would chat with Madam Zuo about parents, and did not avoid Madam Zuo.

Although the time in the Zuo family was very warm, it seemed that the cultivation path was just a legend far away in the sky, and it had nothing to do with this place, but the two of them were practitioners after all. To leave or to leave.

   Seven days later, Shangguan Lingye's body had recovered most of the time, and it was no longer a problem to turn back.

   Zuo Lingquan bid farewell to his parents and set foot on the road of wandering again.

   Afraid of scaring the people of the county town, Shangguan Lingye did not use his supernatural powers. He walked out of the city with Zuo Lingquan, and after arriving in the countryside outside the city, he rose up against the wind and flew north along the Bailu River.

   There was light snow in the sky, and when it fell overnight, the banks of the river turned silver and white, like a landscape painting scroll.

   Zuo Lingquan was held up by the volley, unable to move freely, and could only aimlessly look at the familiar beauty of his hometown.

   Don't be in a hurry to go back, Shangguan Lingye will naturally not try his best, the speed is not urgent or slow, he walks through the wind with magic, and he can't feel the strong wind whistling among the clouds.

Shangguan Lingye resumed wearing a gorgeous phoenix skirt, the skirt fluttered slightly, and held the dumpling in his arms; the dumpling was paralyzed in Shangguan Lingye's arms, the breeze was blowing the white fur, and from time to time he opened his bird's beak to receive a small dried fish. Very comfortable.

   After the two flew out for dozens of miles, Shangguan Lingye suddenly looked back.

   Zuo Lingquan was worried and had nothing to say, and he looked back when he saw this:

   "Why, Niangniang forgot to take something?"

  Shangguan Lingye looked back and stared for a while, then withdrew his eyes and said calmly:

   "The Zuo family is much more lively than the Toffee Palace. After I leave, maybe no one will cook soup for me every day in my life. I'm really reluctant."

Zuo Lingquan chuckled lightly: "My mother's soup is really delicious. It only takes two or three days to fly here from Dayan. As long as my mother doesn't dislike it, she will bring me back to visit relatives during the festivals in the future. Yes, drink as long as you want."

  Shangguan Lingye originally wanted to say that mortals have short lifespans and can't drink a few times, but when he thought about it, he felt a little sour in his heart, and he couldn't say anything. He just sighed softly:

"No problem, drink soup with Zuo Mother, more than you to accompany you. Last time I didn't say half of it, you are there 'um, 嘿嘿', take the initiative to talk about the topic, also in the palace It was boring to talk about."

   Zuo Lingquan had no choice but to spread out his hands and said:

"I'm only eighteen, and there are only a few things worth talking about since I was a child. I want to tell a story to my mother, but I don't remember very well. I'll sort it out carefully first, and I'll give it to the next time I drink. Niangniang talked about a Chinese Ghost Story or something."

   Shangguan Lingye did not refuse.

   After the two of them flew for a while, they passed the secular county below, and Shangguan Lingye changed direction and flew over around a corner.

   Zuo Lingquan didn't know why, so he looked down at the county seat and wondered:

   "Why, there are experts in the county who need to be avoided?"

  Shangguan Lingye was silent for a while, and did not answer in words, but squeezed the skirt with his slender hands and pulled it up a little, exposing the palace shoes and calves below.

  The delicate and slender calf is covered with gauze-like black stockings, which are light and transparent, and the flesh color is faintly visible. When matched with a solemn and gorgeous phoenix skirt, the contrast is extremely strong, and the temptation has also increased by several orders of magnitude.

   After all, who would dare to imagine that the dignified imperial concubine of the Yan Dynasty would not be allowed to blaspheme, would wear such a stuffy thing under her skirt to go around?

   Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, and looked at the lady in palace dress in disbelief:

   "Niangniang, you..."

  Shangguan Lingye put down the skirt, the posture of the superior did not change in the slightest, and said plainly:

   "I'm wearing socks and shoes, do you have to react so much?"

   "No, um... Could it be that Niangniang is flying in the sky in a vacuum?"

   "What vacuum?"

   "It's just...well...the socks are not much different from not wearing them..."

"Heh~ you have a lot of control. I'm not a master, and I can't see it if I don't wear it. It's just half changed. I don't know what shape to use for the upper part of the pants. I have something, and it doesn't match the carp in the flower, so I have to discuss the style with Jiang Yi when I go back."

   "Niangniang is still wearing a flower carp?!"

  ?

  Shangguan Lingye squinted his eyes slightly and turned his head: "What kind of bellyband does this palace wear, do I have to report it to you?"

"Need not."

   Zuo Lingquan knew that he had lost his words, and raised his hand apologetically: "Just asking casually, please forgive me."

  “Humph~”

  …

——

After    an hour later, the two returned to the Phoenix Valley.

   Qihuang Valley became the next sect of Jing Terrace, and now it has changed a lot. The outside Qihuang Town has been expanded and turned into Xianjiaye Market. There are obviously more monks coming from outside the gate.

  The temple built by the country squires for the two major deities is particularly prosperous. When Shangguan Lingye passed by, he even went in and put incense sticks on the "Wu Niangniang" to show respect for the teacher.

However, this is the site of Jing Terrace. The statue of the Lord of the Barren Mountain on the opposite side may have spiritual thoughts, but the statue of Shangguan's ancestor certainly does not; after all, this is equivalent to inserting an eye at Jing Terrace's door, watching everyone's every move, Jing Terrace will not promise.

  After the two finished offering the incense, they came to the interior of Xihuang Valley together and joined a few girls.

   After a few days, the communication array that comes with the painting boat has been restored, and the files that Dayan Ji Yaosi has accumulated for nearly ten days have also been passed on to the painting boat.

   The errands of the Demon Hunting Division can be distributed by the boss of the division, but the payment of remuneration and bounties requires the use of treasury savings, which must be reviewed and sealed by Shangguan Lingye before they can be distributed.

  The pile of files came, Jiang Yi and Leng Zhu naturally started the high-intensity review work, and even the meal had to be sent to the painting boat by Junior Sister Xiaohua.

After Shangguan Lingye landed in the bamboo forest, he went to the painting boat to help; Zuo Lingquan went to visit Jiang Yi, but unfortunately Jiang Yi was too busy to pay attention to him at all. He greeted several elders, Liu Chunfeng and his wife. Afterwards, they climbed the cliff.

  The weather was calm on the stone cliff, the door of the wooden house was open, and Wu Qingwan, dressed in a light green slim dress, was already waiting quietly at the door.

   Zuo Lingquan stepped forward quickly and asked:

   "Wanwan, how is Jingxu?"

   "Alright, that's almost it. I woke up for a while last night, but I was too tired. I just fell asleep again. How are you out there, aren't you hurt?"

   "No, it's alright."

   Zuo Lingquan came to the wooden house, looked up, Tang Jingxuan was covered with a quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep, breathing evenly.

  The dumpling that had already flown up, squatted on the pillow, rubbed Tang Jingxuan's cheek with his furry head, "Gugujiji~", looking a little distressed.

   Zuo Lingquan saw that Jingxun was still resting, and it was not easy to wake him up, so he sat down beside him with his hands and feet lightly, and pulled the quilt up at the collarbone a little.

  Wu Qingwan sat side by side in front of him. Seeing Zuo Lingquan's movements, he remembered something and whispered:

   "Lingquan."

   Zuo Lingquan turned around and found that Qingwan's expression was a little strange, and said puzzled:

"Um?"

   Wu Qingwan pursed her lips, glanced under the quilt, then leaned into Zuo Lingquan's ear and whispered:

   "Where Jingxun...you know?"

  “…”

   Zuo Lingquan naturally knew and played with it.

   He blinked and gestured to lift the quilt to take a look, but he was beaten by Qingwan.

  Wu Qingwan assumed the stance of a teacher, pushed Zuo Lingquan up, and stood in front of Jingxun, dissatisfied:

   "You baby, Jingxu has fallen asleep, and you are still taking advantage of others' danger... Don't tell Jingxu, or she will definitely tell me."

   "Got it." Zuo Lingquan sat down beside the dressing table with a smile, and looked left and right: "Nothing else happened these days, right?"

   Wu Qingwan recalled, and her eyes gestured to the tea-blue wooden staff in the room:

   "There is nothing else, that is, the wooden stick moved, and then it didn't respond again. I don't know why."

   Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised, got up and looked at the wooden stick, but he didn't see any way, so he put it back.

  Wu Qingwan is no longer the elder of the alchemy room, and it is actually fine to stay in the Phoenix Valley. She thought about it and asked:

   "When are we going to Dayan?"

   "The Empress Dowager has official duties, so I guess she'll have to leave later, let's wait for Jingxun to wake up first."

   Wu Qingwan nodded slightly, thought about it and said:

   "I'm leaving, I don't know when I'll be back. You can accompany me to burn incense on Master's grave, which is in the back mountain."

  The national teacher Yue Pingyang has reached the limit. In the past, he was forced to hang his breath, and his soul was almost dissipated, and it was impossible to save him. Birth, old age, sickness and death are destiny, and it is meaningless to hold it. It is the right thing to be sent to reincarnation as soon as possible to get a new life. After the acting suzerain came over, the old man who had guarded the Great Pill for nearly a hundred years was properly buried in the back mountain.

   Zuo Lingquan didn't have deep contact with Qihuanggu, but he admired the old national teacher. Seeing this, he naturally didn't say much. He went out with Wu Qingwan and came to the top of the stone cliff...

——

   In the cold pool under the waterfall, the painting boat moored quietly.

  The space for the painting boat is not large, and news keeps coming from the Tianji Temple, and it appears on the special paper by itself.

  Shangguan Lingye sat at the back of the desk, holding the seal in his hand. After reading the file carefully, he affixed the seal and put it on the other side, and Jiang Yi calculated the reward and punishment.

  The backlog of files is too much, even if you add a person, you will be so busy that you can't even think of chatting.

  Jiang Yi looked a little tired, sitting across from the desk, holding a gold pen to make calculations.

   After being busy for a long time, when Shangguan Lingye handed over a file, Jiang Yi suddenly found that Shangguan Lingye was wearing two bracelets on his wrist.

Jiang Yi and Shangguan Lingye have been in contact with each other a lot. They know that the gold bracelet is Linglong Pavilion, and the green bracelets worn together have no incantations on them. No matter how you look at them, they are ordinary bracelets, and the texture of the jade is like that produced in the south of Great Dan. Qinghe Jadeite.

   Jiang Yi moved for a while, bowed her head slightly, and carefully glanced into Shangguan Lingye's cuff.

  Shangguan Lingye noticed something and raised his eyes: "What's wrong?"

  Jiang Yi wrote and continued to review, with a smile on the corner of his mouth:

   "Niangniang is in the four counties in the south, and she has a fancy for a bracelet? It's so beautiful."

  Shangguan Lingye lifted the cuffs of the phoenix skirt, glanced at the jade bracelet, and explained:

   "I was a guest at Zuo Lingquan's house. Aunt Zuo gave it. I heard it was passed down from Zuo Lingquan's grandmother. It's really beautiful."

  ?!

   Jiang Yi's writing action stopped again.

   Zuo Lingquan's family heirloom from her mother...

   Lady...

   Jiang Yi's eyes changed a bit, she looked at the ordinary but heavy jade bracelet, and hesitated.

   Leng Zhu, who was burying his head in sorting out the files, also stopped and raised his eyes with strange eyes.

  Shangguan Lingye is born smart and has already guessed the meaning of this bracelet. Although he is a little reluctant, he still raises his hand to take it off:

   "I've never been to Great Dan, so I don't know the customs here. This bracelet should be given to you..."

   Hearing this, Jiang Yi quickly put away her suspicious expression - she is already a member of the Zuo family, if her mother-in-law gave something to others, if she steals it in private, she will probably make her mother-in-law even more displeased.

  Shangguan Lingye is Dayan's concubine. No matter how bold Zuo Lingquan is, he doesn't dare to think about that kind of rebellious and crooked thoughts...

  Basically Zuo Lingquan dares, Shangguan Lingye doesn't seem to have any heart, and he will not let Zuo Lingquan get his wish. It is estimated that Zuo Auntie has misunderstood...

  What happened to Zuo Lingquan? I don't know how to explain...

   Jiang Yi thought of this, although her heart was sour, she still raised her hand to stop:

   "I don't pay attention to these things in the practice of Taoism. Aunt Zuo gave me a bracelet, which is also a kind of heart. If I take it back, I am afraid that Aunt Zuo will not let me in."

  Shangguan Lingye regards the bracelet as a souvenir of his trip to earth. It would be best if he could return it. She smiled and said:

   "Aunt Zuo is very nice. When I was staying at Zuo's house, I often talked about you."

   "Huh?" Jiang Yi was taken aback and asked, "What did Aunt Zuo say about me?"

   Mrs. Zuo talked about another daughter-in-law with a high status in front of Shangguan Lingye, what else could she say?

   is nothing more than 'Her Royal Highness Princess didn't make things difficult for you? Ling Quan actually didn't want to enter the capital, but the imperial court ordered that he couldn't escape; in the future, if Her Royal Highness the princess embarrassed you, you should tell your aunt, "I'll support you" and other biased words.

  Shangguan Lingye has no contact with the world, but it is not unreasonable. She dared to say these private words to Jiang Yi, but said:

"Say you are very capable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You rule the court as a woman, and you are obedient to the rule of the court and the public. In the future, you will definitely be a good hand in managing the family, and you can manage the family honestly. It is estimated that Even Zuo Lingquan respects and fears you."

"Yes?"

"Ha ha……"

  …

   Jiang Yi felt that what Shangguan Lingye said was polite, but she definitely couldn't ask the truth. After chatting for a while, she put down the topic and continued to deal with the file.

   As for the bracelet, there is definitely no way to settle accounts with Zuo Lingquan on the painting boat, so we can only have a good chat in private after returning to Linyuan City...

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   Maybe it’s because I haven’t had a good rest, and suddenly I’m out of shape today. I feel that the writing is not good, and I don’t have feelings for it. The big guys are all transitioning orz!

  Thank you for the reward from the boss of the [Queen Mother's Baby Diehard Fan]!

  Thank you [Little Bear Does Not Eat Vegetables] for the great reward!

  The debt has not yet been counted, and the next time you repay the debt, take a serious count...

   (end of this chapter)