Too Reckless

The red candle burns out, leaving a red tear on the candlestick.

Between the red curtains embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, Zuo Lingquan was lying on the pillow, using his arm as a pillow, letting the tired Jingshen lean against him.

Jingyou did not cover the bedding, but only covered it with a mandarin duck apron. Through the hollowed-out corners, you could still see some snow on the top of the mountain. At this time, he slept very sweetly, and his legs were still sticky on Xianggong's body.

Zuo Lingquan caressed Jing Xue greasy back, remembering the scene last night, and couldn't help but smile.

Although there is a saying in the world that 'no hair on the lips, it is not firm', but this saying is only for men, and Jing Xun is obviously not in this case.

She is docile and docile, like a big sister who spoils a man. She promises everything she says, and does whatever she wants. At most, she can tweak it a little bit, which makes her husband feel relieved.

Specifically, it is not good to put it on the table.

Zuo Lingquan recalled for a while, and seeing that it was still early, he lowered his head and kissed Jingxing's forehead.

"Um……"

Tang Jingshen slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zuo Lingquan who was close at hand, his face flushed, he looked down, put away his legs, and hid in the quilt:

"Why is the sky bright... Are you going to serve tea to your mother-in-law later?"

"It's still early, sleep more."

"I don't need to sleep, I just fell asleep without knowing why..."

No matter how calm Tang Jingxuan behaves, he can't hide his shyness as a new wife. Seeing Zuo Lingquan lying so casually, he also covered him with a quilt and looked out the window:

"It seems to be early, what are you doing now? Get up?"

Zuo Lingquan wanted to stay in bed for a while, but did not get up. After thinking for a while, he took out the ancient book from under the pillow:

"Do you want to try practicing?"

Tang Jingxuan naturally had no objection to this, and after recalling the tricks taught by the dead woman, she wrapped herself in the quilt and suppressed Zuo Lingquan.

"Forehead……"

Zuo Lingquan only felt that he was being held down by the warm soft ball.

But before Jing You could get a good mood, two soft sounds came from the door of the wedding room:

dong dong——

The sudden sound made Jing Yong shudder in fright. She quickly wrapped herself up and turned her head to look at the door.

Zuo Lingquan thought it was Jiang Yi and the others who came to join in the fun. After all, at this time, except for his wife, no one dared to come over in the morning to spoil the fun, so he said a little rudely:

"Knock on the door, come in."

Tang Jingxuan felt that something was not right. Before she could stop her husband who was dying, she found that the door bolt opened automatically, and a figure walked in.

Through the beaded curtains, it can be seen that the person is wearing a light yellow winter skirt, tall and refined, but just one stop in the house makes the originally dimly lit wedding room a little brighter, even a little more solemn.

Mom...

The smirk on Zuo Lingquan's face froze.

Tang Jingxuan was also shocked, and quickly covered herself tightly, saying angrily:

"Damn, are you not ashamed? Why are you running here? Didn't see me..."

The ancestor of Shangguan came here because she was ashamed. If she came a step later, she might not be able to stand firm.

The old ancestor of Shangguan didn't show any strange expression, he raised his finger slightly, and the bathrobe and skirt placed beside the canopy bed flew to the tent by himself, as if they were all alive.

Zuo Lingquan was stunned for a moment, and the robe was all over his body, neatly dressed from top to bottom, even his shoes, and his eyes couldn't help showing surprise.

Tang Jingshen was naturally the same, even with her hair set, she looked down blankly, and touched her head with her hands.

After the Shangguan ancestor finished serving the two of them and dressed, he looked at Tang Jingxuan: "Come with me." He turned around and walked out the door.

Tang Jingyou wanted to be intimate for a while, but her clothes were all neatly dressed, and she couldn't justify staying in bed, so she lifted the quilt and got up angrily:

"I can't say anything later, I really don't wink..."

The ancestors of Shangguan have been happy and angry all the year round, even if his scalp was numb because of his embarrassing appearance last night, there was no difference in his expression.

After she walked out of the yard, she stood in the aisle and turned to look at Tang Jingxing.

Tang Jingxuan was saying goodbye to Xiangjian at the door. She turned her head and almost bumped into the arms of the old ancestor. She took a step back and said displeasedly:

"What are you doing? After you agreed not to disturb my marriage, you came to show me your face in the morning..."

Although she was dissatisfied, she couldn't hide her grievances. After all, she didn't do anything the ancestors told her, and it was refreshing to patronize her.

The ancestor of Shangguan glanced up and down at Tang Jingshen, and said solemnly:

"Did you use the method handed to you?"

"Famen..."

Tang Jingshen, like a little daughter-in-law being disciplined by a big house, looked around and responded in a low voice:

"Forget...forget."

"forget?"

The ancestor of Shangguan paid out a private cave, and gave Tang Jingshen a chance to double cultivation. He would be happy if he got such an irresponsible answer.

Tang Jingxuan saw that the ancestor's eyes were slightly dark, and he reacted quickly. Before the other party became angry, he hurried up, hugged the ancestor's arm, and said with a smile:

"Good sister, I got married yesterday. I made all these messes. Xiao Zuo said that it was too utilitarian. If you get married in the future, you probably don't want to do this once in your life, right?"

"One night, only the first half of the night, you won't be able to exercise in the second half of the night?"

After midnight? Tang Jingxuan was a little innocent: "Where did you come from in the middle of the night, Xiao Zuo... Xiao Zuo is very fierce, I haven't figured out what's going on, it's dawn..."

"..."

The ancestor of Shangguan had nothing to say.

Tang Jingxuan knew that the ancestor was in a bad mood, and coaxed like a spoiled child:

"I know I'm wrong. I must pay attention next time. I will greet you beforehand. It won't affect you. I just started to practice, okay?"

"If you don't want to disturb me, you must learn to control your soul as soon as possible. Last night, in order not to disturb you, my soul traveled far away. Guess what you did?"

Tang Jingxuan had some 'hallucinations' last night, she probably guessed it, she whispered:

"Last night, were you trying to comfort yourself... by yourself?"

The ancestors of Shangguan were too lazy to deal with these nonsense. She raised her palm lightly and spread out a world in the palm of her hand. Inside was the picture from last night's room.

In the picture, there are still two women hugging each other, but the face of the ancestors of Shangguan has been scribbled, and it is blurred to see clearly, only the embarrassed appearance of Venerable Taohua and the dishonesty of the ancestors of Shangguan.

Knead round and flatten...

? !

Tang Jingxuan's eyes widened, her face blushed, and after a while, she suddenly realized:

"This... No wonder I felt like I was hugging a woman yesterday, no matter how I touched it..."

The ancestor of Shangguan closed his palms: "You can control the body of the deity when the deity is not paying attention; it's good to do such a scandal, once you can't control it, you can turn the county town into powder at the click of a finger, and the deity won't help you take responsibility, I Let's see how you explain to the Zuo family."

Tang Jing shrank her neck: "I... I know, I will definitely pay attention in the future. Hmm... You touched Venerable Peach Blossom yesterday..."

"It's you."

"I used your hand to touch it yesterday. Venerable Peach Blossom was taken advantage of so much, didn't I trouble you?"

"What if the deity touches her? What trouble can she find?"

This is quite arrogant.

Tang Jingxuan blinked his eyes, and couldn't help but "poof—" and laughed:

"Yutang, if you're a man, I'm afraid it's incredible. No matter what kind of fairy and wealthy lady she is, she'll have to hold it honestly and feed herself...cough—"

The ancestor of Shangguan understood that this was a special way of playing in the boudoir, and gave a faint "hum":

"People who are practicing, you must restrain your desires. Even if you don't restrain yourself, Zuo Lingquan can't indulge in it and can't extricate himself. The deity won't urge you to celebrate the New Year in the past few days, but after the New Year, you must honestly give your life to the fire. him, let him meditate for a while."

"I know...then can I let go of these days...hehe, just kidding..."

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Yan Er was newly married just now, and the Zuo Mansion was still full of joy.

There are still ten days to go before the end of the year. Before that, the family members will not travel far, and there will be no busy affairs. They are in the most leisurely state of the year.

Zuo Lingquan packed up the wedding room, and after Jingxun and the ancestors finished communicating, they went to the front house together, accompanied Jingxuan to serve tea to his parents, Jiang Yi, Lingye, and Qingwan were also waiting there.

Seeing Jingshen's appearance, she didn't really want to serve tea to her sisters as the youngest, but her in-laws were watching.

But after the show was over, Jing Xun changed his tune, and privately told the three girls who came first about the principle of 'the one who cultivates the Dao first', which means that they are all practitioners, and whoever has a higher realm is an elder sister.

Ling Ye naturally had no objection to this, but Jiang Yi disagreed.

On those occasions, Zuo Lingquan went in as if he was courting death, so he didn't join in the fun, and just wandered around the house alone, waiting for his daughter-in-law to fight for the result before joining in.

There are many people in the Zuo family mansion, and relatives and friends can be seen everywhere in the corridor. Zuo Lingquan was walking on the corridor, and when he came to a corner, he suddenly heard the voice of Mr. Wang from the front:

"...The girl wants to save this calamity, but she doesn't have any intention of being unwilling to Mr. Zuo. I'm afraid it will be difficult. The old man is shallow, and he can only see that the girl's fate is within the county..."

"The county town is so big, with tens of thousands of people, how do I know who it is?"

"Hey~ if the girl can have a relationship with this person, she must know each other. If the old man sees it right, he should be a few years younger than the girl..."

"How old are you?"

"Uh...how old is the girl?"

"Three early."

"Early three? The old man didn't see it... Well, the age difference won't be too big..."

"Is it male or female?"

"Hey, girl, don't be joking, the old man is very accurate, the faces of the girl and Zuo Gongzi are really a good match, as long as the girl is interested, the old man dares to guarantee the future life, the girl will definitely have a happy family and a wealthy life... "

...

Zuo Lingquan quietly probed and glanced over there, but saw Venerable Peach Blossom standing in the veranda and kept asking questions.

Mr. Wang stood opposite, posing as a fairy, and was racking his brains to answer.

Zuo Lingquan didn't expect Venerable Peach Blossom to be so bored that he came to think of marriage, and wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation, but Venerable Peach Blossom could sense that he was coming, so he looked back at the corner, squinting slightly, the meaning was self-evident.

Zuo Lingquan smiled wisely, turned around and walked back hurriedly, not to disturb Sister Yingying's leisurely pleasures.

The daughters-in-law are still discussing who is the boss. Zuo Lingquan is also not good at going in and making plans. He strolled back to his east courtyard. He wanted to practice swordsmanship as he did when he was a child, but when he entered the door, he saw Leng Zhu sitting alone on the eaves. Down.

Leng Zhu was wearing a light blue pleated skirt and a fluffy cloud-white jacket, sitting on a small bench, with a heavy blue-eyed white cat on his lap, and was absent-mindedly tying pigtails to the white cat.

Judging from his expression, Leng Zhu was not very happy, he pouted his mouth slightly and was sullen, tossing the long hair of the white cat in his hands, his eyes were dazed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zuo Lingquan has known Jiang Yi for as long as he has known Leng Zhu. He has always felt sorry for this very warm and intimate little padded jacket, but to be honest, as Jiang Yi's little follower, he doesn't pay much attention to Leng Zhu's private life.

Leng Zhu used to be very cheerful. He smiled when he saw people, and occasionally showed a cowardly look. I am afraid that such a sullen look would only be revealed after people.

Zuo Lingquan pondered for a while, and silently entered the yard, came to the back of Leng Zhu, and leaned forward:

"Cold Bamboo?"

"Ah--!"

Leng Zhu was so frightened that he almost threw Ling Ye's white cat out. After he reacted, his eyes lit up again, showing a happy expression:

"Young Master Zuo?!"

Leng Zhu quickly stood up, threw the white cat into the yard, and said unexpectedly:

"Why are you here... you scared me to death..."

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and squeezed Leng Zhu's deflectable face:

"You didn't even notice when you came swaggering, and you still look unhappy. Are you homesick?"

"I……"

Leng Zhu blushed and looked around, seeing that the princess was not there, so he became a little more generous:

"No. I've been in the palace since I can remember, growing up with the princess, wherever the princess lives... I'm happy."

"Yes?"

"..."

Leng Zhu raised his eyes and glanced at Zuo Lingquan secretly, bit his lower lip, hesitated, and finally smiled sweetly:

"I'm really nothing. I can practice with the princess. Now I'm almost a fairy. It's too late for me to be grateful. How can I be unhappy."

Zuo Lingquan was relatively straight in previous years, and he couldn't quite understand the delicate thoughts of the youngest daughter's family, but after being with several daughters-in-law for a long time, he should have a better memory no matter how straight he is.

He looked up and down a few times, and found that Leng Zhu's right hand was clasped with his left hand on his waist, and his fingertips lightly rubbed the empty wrist.

Seeing this subconscious little action, Zuo Lingquan suddenly realized and understood the meaning - this time, when I went home, my mother prepared a greeting for the girls, but Leng Zhu is the princess' maid, and normally Jiang Yi is counted together. So it was only given to Jiang Yi, not Leng Zhu alone.

Even Xie Qiutao got a bracelet. Leng Zhu has been following him since the very beginning, but he didn't get anything, and even Sheng Niang didn't dare to call out.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled, flipped his wrist lightly, and took out a suitable-sized red blood crystal from Linglong Pavilion.

The red blood crystal is a stone produced by the spirit mine. The whole body is crystal clear and has a cloud pattern inside. It is very beautiful when used for jewelry, but it is too extravagant, and normal monks will not use it like this.

Zuo Lingquan picked up a lot of ores during his travels. Naturally, he didn't care about this. He used his **** as a sword to condense a beam of sword energy, but in the blink of an eye, he cut the red blood crystal into a ring, and then And then carefully sanded smooth.

Leng Zhu stood by and looked at it, puzzled at first, but when he saw the prototype of the bracelet, his face immediately turned red into an apple, his hands were tangled together, and he was restless.

"Okay."

Zuo Lingquan polished the red blood crystal bracelet, looked back and forth, nodded with satisfaction, pulled up Leng Zhu's left hand, and put it on his wrist.

Leng Zhu stared blankly, wanting to say something, but couldn't say it, his eyes turned red when he saw:

"Young Master Zuo...you..."

Zuo Lingquan put the bracelet on his fair wrist and saw that Leng Zhu was about to cry, and said with a smile:

"What? Don't like it?"

"No, I like..."

Leng Zhu's nose was sour, and he couldn't hold it any longer. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Zuo Lingquan and didn't know what to say.

Zuo Lingquan raised his hand and pinched her cheek again:

"It's fine if you like it. In the future, you can tell me if you're unhappy, and you don't treat you as an outsider. It's like being sullen when you're alone."

Leng Zhu touched the bracelet on his wrist with mixed emotions in his eyes. After a long silence, he said with some tears:

"I... I... From now on, even if it is a sea of ​​swords and flames, Leng Zhu will walk in the front, and let the son and the princess stand behind..."

Speaking without knowing where the courage came from, he took a step forward, stood on tiptoe, hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck, and put his chin on his shoulder.

Zuo Lingquan chuckled lightly and gently stroked Leng Zhu's back:

"What nonsense, you need to go to Daoshan Huohai, just be happy in the future."

Leng Zhu hugged tightly, his heart was so excited that Zuo Lingquan could clearly feel the heartbeat under the soft clothes.

"Um."

She breathed a little in a hurry and agreed, but didn't mean to let go.

Zuo Lingquan was naturally not in a hurry, and lightly stroked Leng Zhu's vest.

"..."

Leng Zhu's breath condensed, and subconsciously stood up straight again, but before he could say anything, he heard a coquettish rebuke from a distance:

"Zuo Lingquan!"

The voice was startled.

Zuo Lingquan was startled, he quickly moved his hand away, and when he looked around, he saw Jiang Yi and Ling Ye appeared at the door at an unknown time.

Jiang Yi's eyes were very complicated, as expected, but also a little unbelievable, anyway, very annoyed.

Ling Ye had a playful expression on his face, holding his chest as if he were watching a play. Not surprisingly, Jiang Yi was brought by her secretly.

Zuo Lingquan secretly thought that something was wrong, and was about to explain with a smile, but he didn't expect Leng Zhu in his arms to react faster than him.

She was sobbing with joy that her body froze when she heard Jiang Yi's voice - if the princess saw her hugging the concubine and making out, I'm afraid she would get married on the spot...

Thinking of this, the strong desire to survive made Leng Zhu let go of his arm at a lightning-fast speed, and said shyly:

"Master, you...you..."

He covered his face as he spoke, looking like he was being molested by the young master, and rushed into the room with his head buried in it.

What? !

Zuo Lingquan looked at Leng Zhu's back with his sleeves covering his face in disbelief, and was speechless.

Damn girl movie!

Is this still on the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​​​fire?

You wish the son died sooner, right?

"Okay you..."

Jiang Yi was a little hesitant at first, but when she saw Leng Zhu's bullied appearance, she was completely stunned!

She glanced left and right, picked up the snow-sweeping broom from behind the courtyard gate, and rushed over aggressively.

"You really think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

"Hey~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Princess, don't get excited..."

"Don't run away..."

"Oh, I..."

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Unexpectedly, Ah Guan can put pigeons when he asks for leave, hahaha... just kidding.

I've written two chapters, and it's a bit watery, but it's stronger than Broken. I hope you don't mind...

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Push a book, "I have a volume of demons", introduction: The painted skin female ghost lights the lamp at night, and the thousand-year-old corpse is knocking on the door. The white snake on the eaves was about to leave, and the demon under the bed was afraid to make a sound. At the beginning of the game, I held the manual of subduing demons, and the capital of the list is the person next to the pillow...

The introduction is very interesting, and those who are interested can take a look.

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