In just half a quarter of an hour, Zhao Qing rushed to the foot of Shouyun Mountain with his aunt in his arms.
He stared straight ahead, his consciousness carefully sensing the woman's condition again——
Zhou Xiaoyi looked calm, her ears were slightly red, and her eyes were full of coldness.
Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment, then fell smoothly to the ground during the next ups and downs.
He pulled his arm away from the woman's waist and gently patted her buttocks without leaving any trace.
"Shu Yue will definitely be happy to see you, come with me."
Feeling a slight movement behind her... Zhou Xiaoyi's body suddenly tensed up, then she raised her hand to comb her hair, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
Follow the man next to you and move forward.
Zhao Qing was always aware of the changes in her demeanor.
Make a plan in your mind.
“Auntie doesn’t even have a place to celebrate the New Year…
Um……
Let my aunt have a reunion dinner at home and watch the fireworks, and then put her in a quiet room to eat the ashes.
As for Nanze or Danfang, it has nothing to do with him.
Let’s talk tomorrow. "
After a while.
The last name of the courtyard is D.
When Wang Shuyue saw the beautiful figure coming in, her beautiful eyes slowly widened, and her pretty face was full of disbelief.
The next moment, she reacted and let out a sweet cry.
"Xiaoyi!"
Shuyue quickly stepped forward and threw herself into the woman's arms.
Bright eyes met her husband's, a hint of cunning flashed through her.
Zhou Xiaoyi felt the warmth belonging to the woman in her arms, and her expression gradually relaxed a lot.
"I'm bothering you."
Wang Shuyue raised her eyebrows with joy and said softly: "Don't bother me. My husband asked me to cook glutinous rice balls. The rice is ready!"
She thought for a moment and shouted to the west wing: "Qing Huan, stop being busy! The guests I just told you about have arrived."
Qing Huan?
Is this the junior sister of Dancaofang mentioned by Zhao Qing?
Zhou Xiaoyi looked towards the door of the west wing with a smile in her eyes.
The next moment, a woman in plain skirt walked out of the side room with lotus steps.
The water sleeves were flying in the cold wind, as if they would be blown away by the wind at any time.
Gu Qinghuan nodded softly and said softly: "The food is ready, and there is also a soup. It's too cold in the courtyard, go inside quickly."
She and Zhou Xiaoyi looked at each other, and then looked at Zhao Qing.
A smile bloomed in his eyes: "Master, wait a moment, Qing Huan will be here soon."
Zhao Qing was silent, feeling that her aunt was already confused by the arrangement without having to speak.
He vaguely felt a tacit understanding between Qing Huan and Shu Yue.
Mingming Qinghuan also just arrived home today, but now she looks like half a hostess.
Wang Shuyue took the slim hand of the tall woman beside her and walked directly to the main room.
The door of the main hall was open, and the round table was spotless. Shuyue had cleaned it two days early to celebrate the new year.
In fact, throughout the winter, the couple came to the main house not many times.
Most of them are in the underground palace or quiet room in the east chamber.
The west wing is only used as a storage room. When the weather is cold, people cook in the west wing. In summer, the stove is placed in the courtyard.
Zhou Xiaoyi thanked her in a low voice and sat down.
A pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at Zhao Qing, showing a meaningful smile.
When she saw the short-haired woman again, she had figured everything out.
Owner……
It turned out to be Zhao Qing's concubine.
It should be new soon.
At the same time, she couldn't help but compare it with herself in her heart, but she quickly put an end to the ridiculous thought.
I have nothing to do with Zhao Qing... don't worry about it at all.
In Zhou Xiaoyi's mind, Zhao Qing's surprised look on top of the tower reappeared.
She knew in her heart that Zhao Qing had not received any news from Nanze. But precisely because of this, she was even more curious...
Zhao Qing looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
Soon, the food was served.
The door of the main hall is wide open, and the moonlight is flowing on the falling snow.
The four of them were sitting at the table, and when they raised their eyes, they could see the falling snow in the courtyard.
The meat soup cooked by Qinghuan is rich in aroma, and the steaming heat dissipates the cold wind in the middle of the night.
Shuyue stayed close to her aunt, laughing and whispering to her from time to time.
Gu Qinghuan, on the other hand, didn't care who the guests were, his eyes were full of Zhao Qing, and he was considerate in picking up the dishes and pouring the wine, with meticulous attention to detail.
"Master, this plate of green sunflower is different from the one in Zaofang. Try it."
"Husband! Why don't you give Xiaoyi a wine glass? Bring it to me!"
"Thank you. I'll just do it myself."
"Shu Yue, Qing Huan's craftsmanship is no worse than yours..."
"Huh, husband, I got confused! That dish was obviously cooked by me."
"You guys eat first, I'll go get the fireworks my husband bought."
"There are many interruptions this time, Xiaoyi drinks by herself."
"This side room is the quiet room where I used to make alchemy and meditate. You can rest here tonight. If you have something to discuss in detail tomorrow morning, you can also try the porridge cooked by Shu Yue."
"Husband, I have arranged the fireworks!"
"Eh? Xiaoyi, why is your cup empty? I'll fill it up for you."
…
At the end of the Mao year, it’s a snowy night.
A red shadow flashed at the foot of Shouyun Mountain, and the match rope ignited fireworks all over the ground.
For a moment, even the drifting snow fell silent.
Amid the deafening explosions, the sky was filled with splendor like fire and trees.
Enduring.
In the courtyard of Zaofang, the scattered servants who were still staying in the sect walked out of their rooms one after another.
It didn't take long for the whole kitchen to reverberate with the sound of one after another.
The waning moon hangs high and snow falls one after another.
The water-like moonlight flows, reflecting the four figures in the snow.
The next moment is already the year of Jiachen.
…
The underground palace is soft and collapsed.
The pretty face of the slightly tipsy wife was hot, and her eyes glanced at Gu Qinghuan beside her.
He whispered: "Husband, you have placed Xiaoyi in a quiet room. Do you want to go and take a look?"
Zhao Qing shook his head slightly: "My aunt thinks a lot. She lives in our house, so she will naturally think of you and me. There is no need to look."
Wang Shuyue's beautiful eyes widened: "Is this how your husband deceived Qing Huan?"
Zhao Qing held his beloved wife in his arms and held Qing Huan's cold jade hand.
He wondered: "How can this be called cheating? She has no place to spend her New Year's Eve. I kindly asked her to come to my house for dinner."
Qing Huan said softly: "Master has never lied to me."
"Qing Huan, why are you not curious about what's going on with Xiaoyi? Let my husband tell you."
The woman's gentle face was covered with red clouds, and she was a little nervous about what was about to happen tonight.
She thought for a while and said: "I have met Xiaoyi. She appeared in Dancaofang. I also know that she sent a message to the master..."
Zhao Qing silently looked at the two women talking in low voices.
My heart was filled with joy. My aunt's visit to the house tied Shu Yue and Qing Huan together.
The charming wife glared at her husband with her beautiful eyes, and hid beside the couch wearing obscene clothes: "Shu Yue is sleepy, Shu Yue wants to sleep!"
Zhao Qing thought for a moment and looked at Qing Huan.
The woman's eyes trembled slightly as she slowly took off the jade bracelet from her wrist and took off her obscene clothes.
"It's rare to see you blush." Zhao Qing reached out and pinched the base of her ear.
Gu Qinghuan put her legs together and said softly: "Qinghuan, listen to the master."
Zhao Qing stroked his hot cheek: "How many drinks have you had tonight?"
"Four cups..."
"Go to the ground. Shu Yue wants to sleep, so don't disturb her."
Gu Qinghuan's face was full of embarrassment. He landed barefoot on the ground and knelt down on the green rock.
His knees were pressed against the cold bluestone, and his waist... was as curved as the moon.
The underground palace is very bright and spacious.
The alchemy platform polished with bluestone is not high, but it is large enough for one person to kneel down.
The luminous pearls inlaid on the ground are large and round.
It fits perfectly with Qing Huan's delicate waistline.
The dressing table made of bitter pear wood is very strong. Qing Huan puts her slender hands on the dressing table and can perform the upward kick very lightly.
[Wulin Root: Middle Grade (32/10000)]
[Water Spirit Root: Middle Grade (20/10000)]
[Fire Spirit Root: Middle Grade (20/10000)]
I don’t know how long it took, but my beloved wife got up and went to the ground in a drunken state.
"Husband, please don't humiliate Qing Huan..."
…
Zhao Qing sighed slightly.
Shuyue was really drunk, and she actually felt a bit toothy today.
[Gain alchemist experience: 20]
[Alchemist: First level middle grade (4520/5000)]
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