On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom

An angry Ning Mogu grabbed the pen in Xie Wuwang's hand.

He smirked and leaned on the window couch lazily, with a careless appearance.

Like a majestic and elegant son.

It seems that he doesn't care about the things about to leave.

Ning Qingqing's breathing was slightly stagnant. She is a very keen mushroom, holding the barrel with her fingers, she immediately found that there was no temperature on the Yuli wood pen.

Later, I remembered that the fingertips had passed over the back of his hand just now, very close, as if he had brushed a piece of cold jade.

The ever-hot and boiling Jihuo Dao body was actually cold.

She looked at him calmly.

The smile was light and the clouds were pale, and his face was as white as frost and snow, and even the color of his lips was pale, so pale that he was faintly transparent.

She pressed her lips and lowered her head.

"Where did you see my words?" She asked him slowly, dragging her tone of voice without ups and downs.

Xie Wuwang stepped back and stood behind her.

"The war post to Huang Yunzong, the anonymous letter scolding the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of others, and the writing of love letters to the senior sister on behalf of the senior sister caused the senior sister to be disgusted..."

He was slow and timid, every word, and he brought all the embarrassments of her past one by one.

Ning Qingqing's wrist holding the pen shook once and then again.

It's dead.

"How...how did you know?" The voice was a little out of tune.

"I know all about you." Xie Wuwang said in a calm tone, "Because of your appearance, I will let people check you, and check everything in detail."

Ning Qingqing opened her eyes slightly and tilted her head to look at him.

He lowered his long eyelashes and couldn't see his eyes clearly: "I have a heart for you, I go to Qingcheng Mountain to see you in person, and fall in love at first sight."

She was taken aback, her vision blurred a little.

He furrowed his eyebrows, and his delicate face showed no expression at all: "You ask me, did you marry you because you were born like a goddess of Xiyin. It is not wrong to say that, if you are not like this, I will I won’t check you, and then I’m heartened and moved...it’s also making you sad."

Ning Qingqing didn't know what to say.

"Write it, A Qing. Write everything on it if you want to scold me." He raised his chin.

She took a deep breath, dropped her head, lifted the pen, and wrote quickly.

Xie Wuwang, Ning Qingqing

There is no resentment or hatred in peace and separation today, so we can get together and get away.

One is different and two are wide, and everyone is happy.

After writing, he gently put the pen aside, looking down and waiting for the ink to dry.

Hearing what he said, she looked at her handwriting silently, and she really saw the smell of a dog.

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She read He Li Shu silently.

It's gentle and doesn't hurt anyone in the slightest.

She didn't hate Xie Wuwang before, and now she doesn't hate it either. She is a mushroom with distinct grievances. She will remember the kindness of others, and will not write off those good things just because of the pain.

But in the same way, hurt is hurt, and it won't disappear just because he is good to her.

She reconciled with him, not punishment, not hatred, but sincerely wishing each other well.

She believes that after experiencing these things, he will definitely become the best husband and be happy with his future wife.

This one and the leaving letter are the gentleness and kindness she gave him.

Although the handwriting is ugly.

I don't know why, after Xie Wuwang leaned over to read and leave the book, his breath was obviously stagnant for a moment, his chest closed slightly, as if he had been punched in the heart.

Ning Mushroom forgot a trivial matter.

On the day when she was lying under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and was frightened by earthworms for a half to death, Xie Wuwang once returned to the courtyard with a cold face and said something to her——

"If you forget the past, it would be an opportunity. You and I will have no resentment or hatred, so we can get together..."

At that time, he was extremely conceited, thinking that she was the one who couldn't live without and let go.

That day, she was frightened by the earthworm and threw herself into his arms in horror, causing him to stiffen the last sentence into "good birth".

Today, he has experienced so many things with her, he has understood his heart and wants to cherish it for the rest of his life.

But the world is unpredictable, and she who has forgotten her former dust is willing to accept him and be born with him. She found her memory, but she wanted to get together and spend time with him.

How ironic, how deserved it.

Looking down, he looked at "One is not two wide, everyone is happy", he couldn't help but curled up the corners of his lips, laughed all the time, and laughed out loud.

joy.

How can you be happy if you don't have her for the rest of your life?

The bottom of the eyes is warm, but the heart is cold.

Ning Qingqing looked at him worriedly. Xie Wuwang who smiled like this made her feel strange. She was not afraid of fear, but listening to his laughter gradually made her feel uncomfortable.

"Don't be sad." She comforted him awkwardly.

Xie Wuwang put away his smile.

He raised his hand and leaned toward her cheek.

Ning Qingqing sighed softly in her heart, without hiding.

But before touching her, he slowly curled up his fingers and retracted his sleeve.

"It's not sad. Once the yard is repaired, the Yuan Qi will be lifted with you." He smiled, turned and walked out.

The posture and footsteps are as unrestrained as in the past.

She followed him out of the house and sat at the end of the broken porch outside the house, watching him repair the east courtyard.

The board duck cub has not sprayed fire.

The entire East Chamber was connected to the long corridor, which was destroyed by Xie Wuwang.

He knew that she cared about other people living there, and didn't want her to reconcile with him with regret.

He treated her carefully.

She pretended not to know, her feet flickered, dragging the tone: "Xie Wuwang--Are you free? How long does it take to repair?"

Last time he repaired the big wooden platform, he did it all night.

He took out the wood from the Qiankun bag and began to build the outline in an orderly manner.

"Make a wall of books, no trouble."

Ning Qingqing blinked: "Don't you want the wing room?"

"Not practical."

She watched the beautiful timbers spread out neatly one by one, hesitated for a while, and asked softly, "What happened to that woman?"

The movements of Xie Wuwang's hands were not affected in the slightest: "I'm banned, and I'm dead."

"Oh……"

He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows lazily: "It's my fault to bring people back to anger you. However, I am more than one or two wrong. I have a lot of debts. Don't care about me, and I can't care about it."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

She slowly turned her gaze to the other side and chuckled.

In fact, it is very comfortable to get along with Xie Wuwang.

It's just that at that time they all wasted time together on the bed, and over time, they forgot how to socialize in clothes.

Holding her cheeks, she slowly turned her gaze back to watch Master Daojun build a house.

"The wing room is really useless, but what's the use of the book wall?" She asked strangely, "You don't have time to read here."

He stopped and stood silently in the air for a moment before saying, "It's not for me."

"Oh."

He moved again.

"Go to the West Wing and get a gold book here." While building the outer wall, he naturally assigned tasks to her, "see if the size of the wooden grid is appropriate."

Mushroom did this very smoothly, she shook out the hyphae, and rolled her golden booklet with her mouth.

To be honest, seeing the shape of these pamphlets at the moment, her brain would still be jumping and hurting.

Those extremely boring, extremely cumbersome government affairs really made her very shadowy.

The mycelium rolled up the golden booklet and clicked into the grid.

Closely fit.

Next, he and her cooperate more tacitly.

He made the wooden grid, and she rolled a gold book and stuffed it in. The frame of the gold book is neatly arranged in the jade wood shelf, which has the beauty of the rhythm and rhythm that mushrooms like most.

Ning Qingqing was fascinated.

Just... I can’t wait to follow the cliff and spread out this neat and dense golden bookshelf, so that the entire mountain wall becomes golden and neat.

I don't know when, Xie Wuwang stood in front of her, a tall shadow covering her small body.

In hindsight, she raised her head: "...nothing?"

Xie Wuwang raised his eyebrows: "Too few?"

Mushroom nodded stupidly: "Yeah!"

He chuckled softly: "So do you remember these. Can I test you?"

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"You don't think you can escape with peace?" Xie Wuwei looked at her incredulously.

Ning Qingqing's eyes gradually dulled: "...isn't it?"

"Heh," he narrowed his long dark eyes slightly, "You promise to study first, and I will allow you to stay with you. Ning Qingqing, you can't go wrong."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

He Liangliang asked her: "Is it too small?"

"No!" She shook her head severely.

He smiled and burned the sawdust on the wall of the east book. The extreme fire surpassed, the wood color settled down, and the wall of the book revealed some primitive atmosphere, which complemented the rich golden book spine.

She pursed her lips: "But after Heli, it's not suitable for me to live here."

"Ning Qingqing," he said quietly, holding his hand, "Do you know what kind of secret you are carrying? Are you sure that evil thing won't find you?"

Ning Qingqing took a breath, her heart suspended.

"Also," he looked down and sighed, "The demon pill you have dealt with is very valuable. You need a reliable partner with huge wealth support, good reputation and broad sales channels. I, Tiansheng The palace lord is your best choice."

Ning Qingqing: "..."

"From now on, you and I will only talk about official business." He said in a flat tone, "Yuli Garden is yours. If you don't need your consent, I won't take a half step. If you don't want to see me, let Futuzi handle daily affairs."

She moved her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"From now on, you are my very important partner," Xie Wuwang leaned slightly, and the shadow fell on her body, "I will not interfere with any of your freedom, but in matters that endanger your life, you Need to consider my opinion."

"In addition," he straightened his body, "I allow you to come to Qianyuan Hall to find me at any time."

He took two steps back: "You think about it carefully, and think about whether there are any traps or other requirements for me. After a stick of incense, I will come back to settle the agreement with you."

The dazed Mushroom sat in front of the golden ancient book wall with a face of ignorance.

She found that after one operation, she seemed to have successfully changed from Xie Wuwang's wife to... his subordinate? ? ?

It's just that what he said really makes sense.

She is not strong enough now. She needs a safe environment. She needs a lot of demon pills for her promotion. She will continue to trick the duck cubs and try to take out the spores from the living demon beasts...

Xie Wuwang is the best partner.

Just now, he was completely business-like, not at all ambiguous, very upright and reliable.

He is a man who can afford to let go.

If she insists on running outside regardless of whether she encounters some weird things, and needs him to rescue her... then it is really incurable.

Ning Mushroom closed his lips silently, and made a secret decision in his heart.

If Xie Wuwang didn't say anything when he came back, and simply settled with her neatly, then she would believe him!

The time for a stick of incense is fleeting.

Xie Wuwang's figure appeared in front of Ning Qingqing.

He spoke calmly, speaking a little faster than usual: "Come on, force out the vital blood, you and I will lift the yuan contract."

Ning Qingqing: "Oh!"

She didn't know if it was an illusion, she even felt that Xie Wuwang was so eager, as if she couldn't wait to get rid of her relationship.

She lifted her finger, her spiritual power filled her heart, and slowly pressed outwards. Slowly squeeze out a stream of heat from the heart, flow to the fingertips along the veins, and pour out.

A round red drop.

All this is completely different from what she imagined. She had never thought that the situation of reconciliation and separation with Xie Wuwang would be so peaceful.

The wind is quiet, the sun is warm, and the mood is calm. There is no pain, no hysteria, and no reluctance.

She gently lifted the tip of her middle finger, and the blood floated up and hung in the air.

Looking up at him, he saw a faint smile on the corner of his lips, a flick of his finger, and a slightly darker blood drop was ejected.

Two drops of Yuan blood gathered in the air, slowly forming a concentric bond.

He raised his palm and flipped it gently.

The seal is broken. Two drops of blood was scattered in the air and turned into nothingness.

Ning Qingqing's heart seemed to be pierced with a small silver needle.

Along the small gap, some sourness and sweetness gush out.

ended. She and him are no longer husband and wife.

Xie Wuwang turned his back and strode out, coughing in the middle, raising his hand to cover his lips.

"Xie Wuwang," she called to him, "You can let it go, so naturally I can. I will live here until I can protect myself."

He paused for a moment, then quietly replied: "Okay."

The voice was hoarse.

Free and easy to put down? Ah. He is only afraid that his actions will be slow for a moment, and he will do something that will last a lifetime.

When he flew out of Yuli Garden, he lowered his eyes, glanced at the squiggly red palms, raised his thumb, and slowly wiped away a trace of residual blood from the corners of his lips.

Looking back, he saw that little figure standing obediently under the wall of the book, he pulled his lips, his eyes were red, and he laughed bitterly.