"Sister San Dao, thank you!"
Jiang Ping, who learned the accurate news, took Yan Sandao's hand with sincerity in her eyes.
After being together for many years, Yan Sandao could see the loss, bitterness and sadness beneath her joy.
She feels frustrated by her husband's alienation, feels bitter that she still needs to say good things to her, and feels sad about the future.
"Sister, don't think too much. You have done nothing wrong. Your husband has high demands on you and has high hopes for you. Don't care about what others say."
"Yes, I understand. Sister Sandao is busy first."
Watching Yan Sandao go away, Jiang Ping breathed out secretly, lingered for a while, and quickly ordered the maid to make various preparations.
Fast forward to the next day.
In the afternoon, Jiang Huan ended his training early, left the martial arts field, and returned to his residence.
Burning incense, bathing, and dressing up.
Jiang Ping personally helped draw eyebrows.
"Sister Ping, I'm nervous."
Jiang Ping moved non-stop and methodically. From time to time she turned to look at the bronze mirror and said with a smile: "It's inevitable that you will be nervous the first time. I will be there then and will teach you."
The maid Xiaoqing on the side helped to get the eyebrow pencil and rouge, and praised with a smile: "Sister Xiaohuan, even if she doesn't need to dress up, she is enough to captivate the country and the city!"
Jiang Ping nodded: "Yes, even immortals are nothing more than that!"
Jiang Huan felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. His flawless face was blushing, which made him even more beautiful.
Not long after, the maid outside reported: "Madam, the food and wine are ready. As soon as the master arrives, they will be on the table in half a quarter of an hour."
"Okay! Check carefully and make sure you don't make any mistakes!"
"yes!"
Feeling Jiang Huan's body tense up, Jiang Ping smiled and said, "My husband is busy, so he probably won't come until late at night. Xiaoqing, you go and do your work first."
When Xiao Qing left, she took Jiang Huan's hand and patted it: "Relax, you're okay. We have known each other for many years and have gotten to know each other. I didn't meet my husband until I entered the Zhong Mansion..."
Jiang Ping's eyes revealed a look of reminiscence as she spoke eloquently.
Bit by bit, some Jiang Huan himself witnessed it. He listened with rapt attention and his mood naturally relaxed.
"Xiaohuan, the master agreed to hold the wedding banquet with you because he intends to marry you. Although it will happen naturally when the time comes, the first step will be the first step."
"There are many women in the house, and most of them will be female monks in the future. We mortals can't compare. Dongcao suggested, and everyone agreed to take turns to serve in bed again."
"And you don't have a position in the government, so it's hard for you to make meritorious deeds. Your appearance doesn't carry much weight in your ranking. If you are as unlucky as before and don't win the lottery, you may have to wait for two or three years before you can consummate your marriage with your husband."
Jiang Huan nodded, "Thank you, Sister Ping, I understand."
Jiang Ping said slightly apologetically and helplessly: "I promised to arrange it for you before, but I kept delaying it. I blame my sister for falling out of favor in front of her husband and never finding a suitable opportunity."
Jiang Huan: "It's not my fault, sister. Don't think so, sister. In fact, I didn't criticize you harshly."
Jiang Ping nodded slightly, but actually she still had some thoughts hidden in her heart.
She knew very well how attractive Jiang Huan's beauty and body would be to men, and she only hoped that Jiang Huan would always think well of her and support her on her side in the future, so that his status and prestige would not fall again and again.
Not long after, the maid's voice came from outside to remind her that Zhong Yan had arrived.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Ping couldn't help but feel nervous. She quickly fiddled with Jiang Huan's clothes and walked out to greet him together.
"Husband!" Jiang Ping leaned forward.
"This slave has seen the master!" Jiang Huan knelt on the ground.
Zhong Yan was slightly startled, stayed on Jiang Huan for a moment, and said with a smile: "No courtesy."
Although he could see it at every family dinner, he was still shocked at this moment.
She wears a double bun with jade hairpins on her head, a light pink leaf-printed skirt, a brocade-patterned sapphire belt around her waist, and brocade two-color hibiscus satin boots.
She has a slight application of pink and white, a jade face and red lips, a pair of black and radiant red phoenix eyes like stars, soft catkins looming, and skin like gelatin.
It is truly unique, stunningly beautiful, and heart-pounding.
After taking a seat.
Zhong Yan asked about the current situation of the two people, their martial arts progress and related matters in the mansion.
When asked if she had encountered any difficulties, Xiaoqing wanted to speak out but was stopped by Jiang Ping's eyes.
"I'm doing well, thank you husband for your concern."
Zhong Yan nodded: "I have read the clan rules, and I will implement them as you proposed. I will revise them based on the situation in the future. In terms of heirs, two is too few, at least three, the more the better."
It means that in the future, men in the clan must have more than three offspring after marriage.
"Yes, according to what my husband said."
After the food and wine were served, Jiang Ping sent her servants away. She briefly cared about her husband's practice, but did not dare to ask further questions. Instead, she said:
"My husband is busy practicing, Dongcao has changed the sleeping rules, Xiaohuan is not very lucky, she keeps failing in the lottery, and now the new sister has to do it all over again when she enters the house.
Xiaohuan is already a big girl at the age of nineteen. You think, why not let her serve her husband tonight? This will save the little girl from worrying too much and allow her to practice martial arts and work with peace of mind. "
Jiang Huan lowered his head, his cheeks flushed, spreading to his ears.
Zhong Yan glanced over and nodded, "Hmm."
He didn't want to.
I have been hesitant to move because I am worried that my will will be unstable and my cultivation progress will be delayed like I did after going to Feixian Pavilion.
Jiang Huan is such a beauty that she can win a man's heart just by her appearance.
He estimated that he would have to sacrifice Yu Qingyao and Yan Sandao a lot after tonight, so he couldn't help but come to Jiang Huan often.
Haishi.
In the bedroom, the spring scenery is pleasant and charming.
Jiang Huan stripped himself naked and looked at Sister Ping who was hesitating on the couch. He swallowed unconsciously, his heart pounding, and his pretty face was so charming.
Zhong Yan enjoyed Jiang Ping's guiding service, but his eyes were constantly looking at Jiang Huan. The moment the obstacle was removed, he couldn't help but hold his breath, and almost gave it to Jiang Ping.
The end is thrilling!
Not long after.
He stretched out his hand toward Jiang Huan: "Come."
"Yes...Master."
Fifty thousand words are omitted here.
…
Jiang Huan was too weak, probably because of his first battle.
Zhong Yan's claws and verbal swords had not yet exerted their power. In less than half a quarter of an hour, she was defeated.
With a quick and shameful cry of "Old **** peed", a heavy rain poured down on people's faces.
Jiang Ping was stunned.
Zhong Yan was also dumbfounded, but he was excited inside. It was really a treasure body, tender and fresh.
What shocked him even more and made him unbelievable was the prompt given by the system panel after he ordered the elite soldiers to charge and kill.
[Five Elements Spiritual Root Bonus +1000, Practice Progress +200, Obtain the Divine Power 'Feng Tian Jiu Zhan']
She has spiritual roots!
Moreover, all five attributes have bonuses, reaching 1000. Yuan Zhiqing, who surpasses the true spiritual root, is about to catch up with the bound Yu Qingyao.
He was also rewarded with a magical power that looked very powerful!
Zhong Yan was confused.
Jiang Huan was from North Street. Wan Tang would conduct a spiritual root test after collecting slaves. How could he sell a person with spiritual roots for only five taels of silver?
Could it be a fish that slipped through the net?
Zhong Yan immediately raised his hand and pressed Jiang Huan's Tianling Cap to detect it, but he could not detect the existence of the spiritual root, and his body could not sense his vitality at all.
Later, he took out the 'detection beads' from the storage bag and checked, but still found no results, showing that the other party did not contain spiritual roots.
For a moment, Zhong Yan's eyes flickered, which was completely beyond his level of knowledge.
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Jiang Huan and Jiang Ping were confused and looked at each other.
"It's okay." Zhong Yan came back to his senses, took a breath secretly, and said solemnly: "Don't mention tonight's matter to anyone!"
The two nodded blankly.
Subsequently.
The three of them set off on their journey on the couch.
Jiang Ping: [Kung Fu Enlightenment +1, Talisman Experience +4, Cultivation Progress +1]
Jiang Huan: [Five Elements Spiritual Root Bonus +218, Practice Progress +50, Spell Bonus +203]
Jiang Huan: [Five Elements Spiritual Root Bonus +220, Practice Progress +50, Spell Bonus +208]
Early next morning.
Zhong Yan, who received a huge surprise, took Jiang Huan away with his sword, muttering in his heart:
It is really a waste of several years to guard the treasure mountain without knowing it!
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