The breeze blows slowly, the pavilions and pavilions are surrounded by greenery, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Li Jingqiu, who once again searched for her husband to no avail, returned to his residence and sat at the table feeling depressed.
The personal maid carefully served the tea and said cautiously: "Madam, take a sip of the spiritual tea to moisten your throat. When the master comes out of seclusion, he will definitely come to visit the madam as soon as possible."
Li Jingqiu glanced at her, picked up the cup and took a sip. He couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that my husband is tired of it...
But she clearly remembered that the last time her husband was full of passion, interest and fierce firepower.
Under the double-handed service of mother and daughter, for a period of time, her husband came from time to time and rewarded her with various spiritual objects and jewelry, which made her feel unparalleled in the house and experience unprecedented grace, honor and status.
However, as time goes by, the frequency of her husband's appearance gradually becomes less and less. Up to now, it has been two months since I was lucky enough to ask to sleep with her.
"It would be great if I could also practice..."
Li Jingqiu sighed in his heart, feeling extremely disappointed. Then he thought for no reason and wondered: Could it be that Jiang Huan said bad things about me in front of her husband?
Because there was a time when she and Jiang Huan traveled frequently and often went to her husband's residence, so she knew that even if her husband was practicing in seclusion, daily sexual intercourse was indispensable.
She then felt that if her husband didn't come for a long time, someone must be causing trouble.
Li Jingqiu's eyes flickered for a while, and he was certain in his heart: It must be my husband who loves me so much, which made Jiang Huan jealous!
The personal maid observed her master's face, walked up behind her and gently squeezed her shoulders, trying to say: "Madam, I asked Liu Huyuan to find some new story books with novel stories and anecdotes about the great Chu, why don't you give them to you? Let’s take a look?”
Li Jingqiu hummed slightly.
The personal maid immediately winked at the other maid.
…
The sun sets in the west.
Jiang Huan left the training room and walked to the courtyard. He raised his arms and stretched his body, closing his eyes and breathing. His stunning face and perfect curves shone brightly in the afterglow.
Yan Sandao walked in through the round door carrying dishes on a tray, followed by Feitian Lei Yuan who had a large piece of barbecue in his mouth.
"Sister San Dao!"
"Sister Xiaohuan, it's just right. I just made it. Let's try it together!"
"OK!"
Jiang Huan ran over, touched Xiao Hong's magical scales, sat down at the stone table, and enjoyed the food together.
Yan Sandao: "How is Sister Xiaohuan's progress? Is there any breakthrough?"
Jiang Huan: "No, the further you go, the slower you go. My husband told me not to worry. Where are you, sister?"
She has only now reached the second critical threshold of the second level of foundation building, and it will take some time.
"I am a martial arts practitioner. In the late stage of the Xiantian realm, just meditating and refining resources are of little use. I have been playing around during this time."
Yan Sandao pulled off a delicious elbow and handed it to Jiang Huan, "By the way, sister Jingqiu came again this afternoon and said she wanted to talk to you."
Jiang Huan nodded: "Oh, I haven't seen sister Jingqiu for a while. I'll go see her later."
Yan Sandao chuckled and said, "Every time I say I'm looking for you, actually I just want to see my husband."
Jiang Huan laughed as well, "My husband is busy carving formations and has no time."
At night.
As soon as Jiang Huan landed in Courtyard No. 16, he heard shouting coming from the building.
When I walked to the door and looked inside, I saw three maids kneeling on the ground and trembling. There were pieces of broken jade butterflies on the floor, and dishes were scattered everywhere.
One of the maids still had clear slap marks on her cheek.
Jiang Huan, who couldn't bear to see the food wasted, couldn't help but frown.
Sister Jingqiu is the only one in the Zhong Mansion who always takes out someone to vent her anger. However, this happened several times a few years ago. After returning from the fairy city, Sister Jingqiu's temper returned to the same as before. She never changed maids again. I don't know what kind of trouble this is. temper.
She stepped forward and said with a smile: "What's wrong, sister Jingqiu, what made you so angry?"
Li Jingqiu, with a frosty face, turned around and forced a smile: "Sister Xiaohuan is here!"
The personal maid standing nearby saluted and hurriedly knelt down to clean up.
Li Jingqiu scolded the three kneeling people: "Why are you all standing there in a daze? You don't have any eyesight!"
Jiang Huan pulled her and comforted her: "Okay sister, calm down. I'll teach you a lesson for your immaturity. There's no need to get angry with them and ruin your mood."
Li Jingqiu's expression softened, but he saw Jiang Huan calling the maid who had been beaten, flicking his sleeves and casting a spell to remove the fingerprints on her face.
She was already in a bad mood, and an unknown fire suddenly rose in her heart: What do you mean? Is this a disguised form of blaming yourself for the fault?
"You bitch! Why don't you thank Mrs. Huan!"
"Thank you, thank you Mrs. Huan! Thank you Mrs. Qiu for your forgiveness!"
The maid, who had never thought that Mrs. Huan would use magic to heal herself, came to her senses, knelt down and thanked the two ladies, and then bowed and retreated in a panic with the other two maids.
Jiang Huan sighed in his heart, pulled Li Jingqiu to sit down, and tried to persuade him. Finally, he talked about her husband's recent situation and the news that he would be released from isolation in a few days, which made him feel better and smile again.
Originally, he planned to stay here overnight to talk more with his good sisters and maintain a close relationship, but seeing that Li Jingqiu was not in high spirits, Jiang Huan had to say goodbye and made an appointment to go shopping together to relax some other day.
It was almost time to fly to the residence of No. 35 Chongyuan. After thinking about it, Jiang Huan felt that her husband could completely eliminate sister Jingqiu's bad mood. As long as he fed sister Jingqiu some nutritional essence, it would be fine.
With a pursed lip and a smile, she turned back and flew back. Without thinking, she heard some unbelievable words.
Loft bedroom.
After Jiang Huan left, Li Jingqiu lay on the bed, lost in thought.
After a long time, she didn't know what to think of. She stood up suddenly and jumped out of bed. She walked to the dressing table and took out the storybooks she had read with Jiang Huan from the drawer. She tore them apart like crazy and threw them around.
The personal maid hurriedly stepped forward, asked sensibly and silently, knelt on the ground, dropped a piece of paper, and picked up one.
"Crack~"
Li Jingqiu put his hands on the dressing table with great force, and various makeup items and jewelry fell to the floor.
Her stern eyebrows made her delicate and pretty face look a bit ferocious, and her chest was round and plump and undulating, as if she had been greatly stimulated.
The personal maid couldn't help it, she raised her head and glanced, then her body trembled slightly and shuddered. She had been following the young lady since before she left the pavilion, and she had never seen such a terrifying look on her face.
"Jiang Huan, you bitch!"
Li Jingqiu's stern curse just fell in the ears of Jiang Huan who had just returned to the yard outside. Her smile became stiff and her head was confused. She didn't know why it was related to her.
She dived into the void and came to the bedroom. She saw that the room was in a mess and Li Jingqiu was smashing things like crazy.
"Pretend to be a good person in front of my wife!"
The jealousy that had been pent up in his heart for a long time suddenly burst out, and Li Jingqiu became hysterical regardless of the presence of the maid.
"Why!"
"You are just a lowly homeless person, a dirty and disgusting beggar!"
"I am the apple of the eye of the Li family. I have a noble status, innocence and purity. I have been well-dressed and well-fed since I was a child. I am proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I taught you poetry. How can you compare with me or compete with me?!"
"My husband promised me the title of wife a long time ago and gave me the title of wife. It's you, a despicable slave vixen, who shamelessly hides from my husband..."
"I treat you like a sister, but you slander me in front of your husband!"
"Bitch!"
Jealousy changes a person beyond recognition.
Who would have thought that a girl who was once shy and had big eyes full of innocence would turn into the face she has now.
"Why do not you go to hell!"
"..."
"Woo~"
Tired of venting, Li Jingqiu sat down on the ground and cried, murmuring: "Why, why are you so lucky to become a monk..."
She was defeated and powerless.
Even though the other party was all-powerful and unparalleled in the world, she never felt defeated.
None of the sisters in the house are very beautiful, but each of them has characteristics that the husband likes.
However, the term 'monk' alone wiped out everything she had.
Obviously, she is two years younger than Jiang Huan. Now Jiang Huan still looks like a girl, but she has gradually matured and cannot imagine what it will be like when she grows old.
If you are not a monk, you are not of the same class after all.
How could she not know that many times when she was with her husband and other monks and sisters, whenever they talked about spiritual practice, she could not participate in it. She had no common topics and could only be in a daze, watching everyone laugh and talk like a fool. …
Speaking of which, although Li Jingqiu was very jealous, he was not so jealous towards his sisters.
For example, Yan Sandao also lived in the same hospital as Zhong Yan and was by his side, but she never felt any resentment. On the contrary, she respected him very much.
There were also monks such as Yu Qingyao and Yuan Ziyi. She could only sigh and envy them in her heart.
Only Jiang Huan, this good sister in her boudoir who once talked to her about everything and was very close to her.
Maybe it was the strong gap that she couldn't accept.
Originally, the two were together, but facing Jiang Huan, who had been a refugee, a slave, and a maid, she naturally had a sense of superiority and looked down on him with sympathy and pity. As a result, Jiang Huan turned into a monk and was often by Zhong Yan's side. They are inseparable and their status far exceeds hers.
It’s painful to think about!
"Why……"
Li Jingqiu was full of resentment, blaming God for being unfair, blaming himself for not having spiritual roots, and even blaming Jiang Huan. He was obviously from a lowly family and could not practice cultivation, but how could he be so lucky, receive God's blessing, and step onto the road to immortality.
"Is there any other way to become a monk..."
She consulted many times with the monks and sisters in the mansion, and also checked many ancient books.
Mortals without spiritual roots are not incapable of embarking on spiritual practice.
Spiritual roots can be planted in mortal bodies through the method of replenishing spiritual roots. However, such ghostly methods cannot be accomplished by those without great supernatural powers. There may not be such people in the entire Xianwu Continent.
I do not know how long it has been.
The maid had already tidied up the house as before. When she saw that Madam had stopped crying and was in a daze, she felt an inexplicable pain in her heart and stepped forward to help her up.
"Miss, I love you so much. When I become a master of immortality in the future, I will definitely be able to lay a foundation for your immortality by changing the world."
The change of title brought Li Jingqiu back to his senses, and his memory suddenly returned to the moment when he was a girl and fell in love with Zhong Yan.
A smile appeared on her lips unconsciously, she nodded with tears in her eyes and said, "Yes, I will be able to stay with my husband for a long time."
…
A few days later.
After class, Li Jingqiu hurried to the 35th Chongyuan. Today was the day for her husband to leave seclusion.
In the yard, Jiang Huan, Yan Sandao and Xiao Hong were playing.
"Sister Sandao, sister Xiaohuan, Xiaohong!"
"Sister Jingqiu!"
After greeting, Yan Sandao was about to continue talking, but Jiang Huan took the lead and said with a faint smile: "Sister Jingqiu is here again! My husband is not here. He left the customs early in the morning and went to Yangquanfang City. I don't know when he will come back. "
Treating people with sincerity and sincerity, but being secretly responded with bad words, abuse, and curses, Jiang Huan resolutely cut off the previous friendship and made no secret of his hostility.
How could a person who had a tragic childhood, survived through hardships, killed people and eaten meat at the age of ten, and now kidnapped female nuns for her husband and killed people in the dark without batting an eyelid, be a good man, trustworthy, and easy to get along with?
In Jiang Huan's heart, there are only two people who can make her desperate: Zhong Yan and Jiang Ping.
Li Jingqiu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Huan and saw a smiley face. He didn't know why the other party suddenly became so weird. He never thought that the other party had witnessed her nervousness that night.
She smiled: "If your husband is not here, I can't come over to see you!"
We talked and laughed for a while.
Li Jingqiu left in anger.
Not far away, a rainbow flew over, Qin Ziyue landed: "Sister Jingqiu!"
Li Jingqiu: "Sister Ziyue! Are you looking for your husband? She said she went to Fangshi."
Qin Ziyue was stunned: "No, I just sent a message to my husband, please let me come over."
Li Jingqiu looked normal, covered his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm teasing you, sister, go quickly!"
Qin Ziyue: "You~ I'll talk to you another day."
Li Jingqiu walked through the corridor, crossed the garden, and got into the carriage on the main road, his face turned cold.
"Huh, bitch! You finally showed your true colors!"
She clenched her pink fist tightly, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Her little heart was about to explode, and she was rapidly losing her mind.
That night, she vented like crazy, but it was just venting.
After all, it was all her own hysterical speculation, with no evidence and no evil intentions.
Seeing Jiang Huan again at this moment made her realize that her guess was the truth, and her anger was out of control.
"If I can't do it, I will destroy you!"
Li Jingqiu clenched her teeth and thought fiercely. She was so overwhelmed by jealousy and resentment that she no longer had normal thinking or reason.
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