Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Qing Chuan held his head and argued hard.

"I'm afraid that you and your mother are married, and you won't have a chance to go to Huayan Pavilion in the future."

Chen Yanjun said confidently:

"I am married to my wife, and I am the head of the family. Who dares to stop me?"

Qiu Zhuo gave him a blank look.

"Come on, let's see who is kneeling on the washboard!"

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The next day, the wedding begins.

Because Chen Yanjun was a guilty person, the wedding was held as low-key as possible, and few guests were invited.

There were also very few guests, mainly the younger generation of Cui's family members and children, Cui Da's family, and some relatives and friends of both sides.

For example, Chen Yanjun's classmates, Jiang Miao and Liu Huan.

Sister Guan didn't come, but Liu Huan came... Maybe this guy heard some news.

Due to special circumstances, none of the big shots came.

But a lot of gifts and family money were collected, so that the front garden and backyard were full.

There are gifts from the top and bottom of the Cui family, gifts from Fang Qunyu, gifts from the Imperial Academy, gifts from Princess Pingan, and even gifts from Jing Zhaoyin and Eunuch Qiu...

This is interesting.

Murong Ye, who had disappeared for a day, reappeared, responsible for receiving gifts and recording love accounts. He worked so hard that he didn't drink any alcohol.

Chen Yanjun looked at the love account, and felt that compared with the gift just now, it seemed a little thin.

"Why are you looking so carefully? Without me, do you still have a chance to marry a wife in this life?"

Ah yes yes yes, Chen Yanjun didn't bother to refute.

evening.

The wedding process is very interesting.

Chen Yanjun and Qing Chuan rode horses and came to Madam's study, helped Xiaoyue and Qiu Zhuo to support Madam, put them on the horses and welcomed them into the backyard.

Chen Yanjun was wearing a big red robe, while his wife was wearing a green dress, with only a round fan covering her face.

People in the Tang Dynasty did not have the habit of wearing a red hijab. They were talented and beautiful, and men and women were very suitable for each other.

Chen Yanjun rode a horse and carried the bride around the front garden and then the back yard.

Finally, amidst the lively ceremony and music, the two newcomers came to the main hall.

Since the original owner was an orphan, he had no relatives in his hometown and was alone.

The two can only serve tea to their father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Afterwards, he accepted tea offerings from Qingchuan and Qiuzhuo.

Afterwards, Chen Yanjun sent his wife into the newly built wedding room.

The so-called welcoming relatives is actually walking around in the big yard of their own family, welcoming their own family.

Chen Yanjun's backyard hut was temporarily converted into a single-family pavilion, which was the wedding room with his wife.

Mother-in-law and Qiu Zhuo accompanied his wife in the wedding room, talking about some interesting things about the bridal chamber.

Chen Yanjun, Qingchuan and Cui Yunsheng, father-in-law, greeted the guests and drank in the main hall.

It wasn't until midnight that the guests dispersed and Chen Yanjun returned to the wedding room.

He looked drunk, but he had never been so sober as he was at this moment with full-level soul skills.

Tonight is the wedding night in the bridal chamber, so how can you use your fists when you are drunk?

When I entered the wedding room, I saw that not only my wife, but also my daughter and mother-in-law were there, and there was no intention of leaving.

"Why is my family still making trouble in the bridal chamber?"

Li Lanxiang smiled and said:

"Son-in-law, don't you think that a cultivator can do dual cultivation casually?"

"We need to arrange formations and prepare all the pills. To be on the safe side, it's best for newcomers to go to the marrow-washing spring for double cultivation."

"Don't worry, we will help you guard the wedding room here!"

Chen Yanjun was taken aback for a moment, and thought: A cultivator can still play.

"Alright."

Chen Yanjun hugged his wife in his arms, strode out of the wedding room, passed by the old locust tree, and subconsciously nodded his head in greeting.

The old locust tree ate a lot of his fists, so it was embarrassing.

Afterwards, Chen Yanjun carried his beautiful and delicate wife in his arms, and walked lightly to the center of the main house, bypassing the hidden door in the corridor.

The moonlight shines, the breeze blows, and you go deep into the winding bamboo forest path, push away the curling water mist and the bamboo branches that block your face, and walk into the purple bamboo forest surrounded by all sides.

By the side of the pool, a circle of flower-shaped candles was lit, which means the night of candles in Dongchi.

The fusion of red light and water mist.

Standing respectfully by the pool, Xiao Yue has already prepared everything for the couple.

Tonight, the little maid was also wearing a translucent pink and white pajamas, she looked sweet and lovely, she was petite and elegant, graceful and lovable.

It seems that the rhythm of the room is about to be opened, no wonder I was so excited before.

The pool is shrouded in red candles and water mist, and surrounded by jagged black stones, shaded grasses and dense purple bamboos.

Beside the pool, there is also a very eye-catching white cherry tree. The cherry blossoms fall like flying snow, petal by petal disappearing into the pool water.

This time, the pool water was ruby-like transparent, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.

The dual-cultivation formation is formed around the bank of the pool, and it is a real-cut formation composed of eight sapphires.

The surface of the sapphire was engraved with dense and complicated spirit patterns, which glowed with a faint red light.

The center is connected with the eyes of the large guard formation to ensure that the concentration of aura in the pool can reach the peak of aura on a pair of newcomers who are dual cultivation.

On the bank of the pool, the moonlight is sparse, and the red light flickers.

Under the mottled moonlight, the madam's complexion is solemn, her appearance is beautiful, and she is still unparalleled in charm, which is a sight to behold.

After removing the makeup on his face, he looked even more beautiful and pure, like a girl out of the bath, Chen Yanjun couldn't take his eyes off it.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun watched for a long time but did not take any action, Madam was also very shy, and said in a low voice:

"My lord, you can begin."

Ah, this sir...

Chen Yanjun was dizzy.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoyue at the side thought that Chen Yanjun was not a human being, and felt that the opportunity had come, so she covered her mouth and said with a smile:

"The young master is probably not a human being. He might hurt his wife for the first time, or be with Xiaoyue first..."

Cui Yourong:

"To shut up."

Xiao Yue shut up obediently.

First, the wife took off her clothes and took them into the water, and then Chen Yanjun took off her clothes and put them into the water.

Among the talc at the bottom of the water, several very thin hot springs surge upwards, the water temperature is a little warmer than usual, and the dissolved elixirs are blood-boosting.

However, the potency of the medicine is very mild, soaking in the pool is like walking in the clouds, and like being in the arms of a woman, one gradually feels a little dangling, the hairs are standing on end, the pores are open, and the goose bumps are rising.

Chen Yanjun's smell of alcohol dissipated by himself.

In his bridal chamber, the night of festive candles, the bride is charming, the water mist blends, the white cherry blossoms reflect the moon, tonight is a good night!

Misty mist, zero white cherry blossoms, Cui Yourong bit his lips and teeth after entering the water, suppressing the blush on his face

It's a pity that the mist could no longer cover Chen Yanjun's eyes.

The madam's face with reddish cheeks is like a painting scroll, with black hair in a high bun, long and slightly curled eyelashes with drips of mist, eyes reflecting the red moon, and lips stained with dew.

The steep shoulder blades showed the curvature of the keel of the fairy boat, and the fair skin seemed to be covered with a layer of sunrays, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance of fairy grass.

The warm candlelight, the purple bamboo shadows, the floating white cherry blossoms, and the mottled night are all reflected on the majestic face of the lady, showing the extraterrestrial beauty and infinite femininity.

The petals of white cherry blossoms cover the lady's plump and vast body, slender and graceful as if sculpted by a ghost.

The sparkling water swayed the cherry petals, just over the cherry red on the top of the snow mountain.

This time, there was finally no holy light, only snow white and vastness, and cherry red like a girl.

Chen Yanjun felt a buzzing in his head, and the sea of ​​energy in his dantian was surging, making it difficult to suppress the prehistoric power.

Fortunately, his sanity was still there, and he turned to look at Xiaoyue who was kneeling on the bank.

"Does Xiaoyue want to stay here and watch?"

Xiaoyue showed a rare expression of indifference, with firm eyes, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Of course, Xiaoyue has to keep safe. What if both the wife and the son are unconscious during the double cultivation?"

"It's not a bridal chamber for mortals. The double cultivation of a cultivator is a kind of practice, but it's very dangerous!"

"Madam can't wait any longer, such a beautiful day, son, hurry up and start!"

Chen Yanjun shook her head. Fortunately, the water mist was relatively heavy, so she couldn't see clearly from this distance.

"Okay, take care of yourself."

At this time, Madam blushed and said nothing.

It seemed that after a lot of psychological struggle, he leaned over, blushing and charming, and pressed against Chen Yanjun's chest with a vast and graceful posture.

Chen Yanjun hugged his wife subconsciously.

Interestingly, Madam didn't seem to be as active and uncontrollable as imagined.

Still like a girl...

The next moment, he rushed to the seventh rank in an instant!

However, it was not Chen Yanjun who rushed to the seventh rank, but his wife.

Chapter 0071 Sad news, my wife is... [Da Zhang asks for a subscription, asks for a monthly pass! 】

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The majestic spiritual energy, mixed with sword energy, rushed into Chen Yanjun's dantian in an instant.

The two sword qi raised by the sisters met each other in Chen Yanjun's body.

The sword energy of Murong Ye's sword array only guards his spirit veins and outside his dantian to suppress demons.

Cui Yourong's spirit energy and Yang Yang's sword energy were connected along the dual cultivation spirit veins, rushing into Chen Yanjun's dantian.

【Cultivation base +1...】

【Cultivation base +1...】

【Cultivation base +1...】

This majestic fusion of spiritual energy made Chen Yanjun think that he was going to enter the seventh rank.

In the end, it was Madam who entered the seventh rank first!

At the moment when the two channels of cultivation were connected, after mixing the spiritual power of men of the same level, the madam's dantian shrank instantly, the spiritual pressure skyrocketed, and her cultivation reached the seventh rank.

Chen Yanjun finally understands why Qiu Zhuo and Murong Ye have been coordinating him and his wife's double cultivation, and why Xiaoyue said that his wife will not hold him back...

It turns out that Madam's talent is much higher than her cultivation base. What she can't stand is not that kind of thing, but her cultivation base.

He also understood why Madam insisted that he practice to the eighth rank before he can double cultivate.

I still remember what Xiaoyue said, after the master died, my wife's cultivation was promoted to the eighth rank in the second year, and after that, she repeatedly reversed the marrow washing to suppress her cultivation...