beautiful woman at home

Wei Qinghong left Jingzhou City overnight, and Father Wen was very angry when he heard the news.

As the end of the year was approaching, Wen Zijin finally had some free time.

It's just that at the end of the year the mansion was also very busy, Father Wen suddenly proposed to go to the temple to pray, Ye Ran, who was pregnant, did not leave the mansion.

Only Wen's mother and Wen Zijin accompanied them. The temple in the mountain forest was extremely foggy and extremely cold.

Wen Zijin carefully supported Wen's mother and asked, "Mother, why did father suddenly want to pray for blessings today?"

"Who knows?" Mother Wen replied indifferently, and then said, "It's rare to come here today. The red plums in the temple should be in full bloom. Zijin might as well pick some back."

"Ah."

After a group of people entered the temple gate, Father Wen drew lots and went to the backyard very mysteriously.

Wen's mother paid her respects quietly, and the servants were all waiting at the side. Seeing this, Wen Zijin went to Meilin just now.

The white snow made the red plums more delicate and eye-catching. The white mist overflowing from the nose quickly dissipated. Wen Zijin stepped into the plum forest and carefully folded off the branches.

Wen Zijin planned to go back when his hands were full of plum blossom branches.

Not far away, the old abbot in cassock came slowly, the surrounding was very quiet, and there was something strange for no reason.

But Wen Zijin didn't realize what was wrong for a while.

"The benefactor's heart is kind, and in the future, when the merits and virtues are completed, he will be re-listed in the immortal class."

"What?" Wen Zijin looked at it blankly, but couldn't understand.

The old abbot held a rosary in his hand and said, "You can't be greedy for worldly desires, and the love between monsters and monsters is empty."

Demon?

Wen Zijin hurriedly said vigilantly, "You, what do you know?"

Could it be that the old abbot and the Taoist nun have the same purpose?

"The old monk's kind words persuaded me, and the benefactor knew it in his heart."

Before the words were finished, a servant suddenly called out: "My lord, the master has fallen down!"

Wen Zijin hurriedly trotted towards the front yard, but he couldn't help but look at Mei Lin behind him hesitantly. The old abbot had disappeared.

The confusion I had before suddenly came to my senses, there would always be a sound when stepping on the snow, but the old abbot didn't make any sound.

When they rushed to the front yard, Wen's father was not there, only Wen's mother was standing at the gate of the temple calmly, holding a hand warmer in her hand.

"Mother, where's father?" Wen Zijin ran a little anxiously, and his throat hurt a little.

"Don't worry, I've already been carried down the mountain to see a doctor."

Wen Zijin looked at the steep stairs, and quickly reached out to support his mother, saying: "Then you'd better be careful."

"My mother hasn't reached the point where your father is so old and blind." Wen's mother laughed jokingly, "Okay, let's go."

After going down the mountain, Wen Zijin and his mother got into the carriage. The mountain road was winding and difficult, so naturally it would take a lot of time.

The old abbot who was sitting quietly in the plum forest of the temple suddenly opened his eyes and saw Ye Ran standing beside him.

"Almsgiver, if you are obsessed with your obsession, the girl will also suffer because of it. Why bother?"

Ye Ran looked at the red plum calmly, but didn't answer, but disappeared immediately.

When the carriage returned to Jingzhou City, it was already afternoon, Wen Zijin went to visit Father Wen first, only to find that the fall was a bit serious, his head was wrapped in gauze, and his right leg was also injured.

After returning to his garden, Wen Zijin entered with plum blossom branches in his hands, while Ye Ran was nestling on a low couch by the window, holding tea in his hand.

"You're back."

"En." Wen Zijin put the plum blossom branches into the white porcelain vase, and then talked about his father's accidental injury.

Ye Ran looked at Wen Zijin beside him and said, "Did anything else happen in the temple today?"

Wen Zijin thought of the old abbot, so he hesitated to speak out.

"Then aren't you afraid?" Ye Ran raised his hand to hold the girl's warm palm.

"Because Zijin believes that Sister Ye is not a bad demon, and Sister Ye will definitely not hurt Zijin."

Seeing the girl's trust, Ye Ran couldn't help sighing softly, although it was because Father Wen asked the temple for a demon-exorcism talisman that he had to act.

But after all, it was the girl's biological father, so he somewhat failed the girl's trust.

"Come here." Ye Ran said softly.

The girl obediently leaned forward, thinking she had something to say, she leaned closer with her head tilted.

Ye Ran lowered his head and kissed the girl's slightly parted lips, and then slowly opened the distance.

I thought the girl would blushed shyly, but she took the initiative to lean closer and whispered: "I still want to..."

Before the words fell, Ye Ran's lips softened, and Ye Ran responded stiffly, until he smelled the fragrance of red plums before recovering.

The girl stepped back in a hurry, her eyes were bright, and then she turned her head shyly and said, "The newly picked red plums, do they look good?"

Ye Ran pursed her lips and looked at the girl in front of her, "You look better."

Wen Zijin's head went blank, and he stretched out his hands to cover his cheeks, faltering and hesitating not to say a complete sentence.

"Do you still want to?" Ye Ran leaned closer and whispered in front of the girl.

The girl watched with flushed cheeks, without any response, but obediently closed her eyes.

The originally open window was suddenly closed, the wind and snow outside the window seldom stopped, and there were occasional soft sounds in the inner room, which became very clear.

The waiters outside blushed one after another, and Mother Wen, who was supposed to discuss the child's affairs, dismissed the waiters in embarrassment.

It's been too long for the newlyweds.

But my child has never been so clingy since she was a child, and now it's rare to take care of her, so Mother Wen can't be serious.

I have no choice but to let my personal servants guard the garden, for fear that other caring people will take advantage of the loopholes.

It was another new year, and because of Wen's father's fall, he should have had an extra three months of recuperation.

The temple suddenly fell down, and Father Wen was so frightened to death that he dared not stay any longer, so he hurried back to the capital.

The capital city with peach blossoms in full bloom in March is originally a scene of spring, but Zixi's face is very ugly.

"My lord, we have good wine here, and the girls are also very enthusiastic." The gorgeous bustard greeted.

But before Zixi had time to take a step, the Taoist nun on one side had already appeared with a sword, scaring the bustard to hide.

Zixi had no choice but to go elsewhere dejectedly, and left quickly while people were not paying attention to casting spells.

But the Taoist nun behind her is so annoying.

"What do you want to do?" Zixi stopped in a small town helplessly.

The Taoist nun was obviously struggling, and she stopped to one side with a pale face: "Stop you from causing harm to the world and other girls."

Zi Xi shrugged and sighed: "Let's talk about the truth, shall we?"

"I didn't coerce them with them. It's purely personal preference. If you follow me like this, could it be that you haven't given up on me yet?"

"Nonsense!" Taoist nun turned her head unwilling to meet Zixi's eyes.

Zi Xi knew at a glance that the nun was shy, but she didn't dare to tease her casually, otherwise there would be endless future.

Just as I was feeling very depressed, I happened to catch a glimpse of the red dress, it was the sword-wielding Hongshuang drinking tea alone in the tea shed.

"Yo, I'm an old acquaintance." Zi Xi jumped down from a high place and sat directly aside.

Hongshuang frowned slightly, looked at Zixi and didn't respond, but saw the Taoist nun just now and said: "How did you get on with her?"

Zi Xi couldn't express her suffering, so she could only whisper her heart: "How dare I provoke her, why don't you play a play with me?"

"No time." Hongshuang drank the tea and wanted to leave.

"Hey, don't go." Zixi hurriedly followed, and the pale Taoist nun looked at the demon cultivator displeasedly, but she still tried her best to keep up with the two of them.

After leaving the small town, Hongshuang just stopped, and Zixi sighed leisurely: "Hey, why don't you stay with that female scholar in Jingzhou City?"

"Nothing to do with you."

Zi Xi glanced at the cold eyes, and joined in the fun and said, "I understand, then Zhou Ling rejected you, right?"

"Want to die?" Hongshuang swung the sword straight, Zixi dodged nimbly, holding the sword edge between her fingers and said with a smile: "So I was really rejected."

Hongshuang retracted the sword with a very grim expression, and couldn't help but think of Zhou Ling's words.

"The person in your heart is not me, that person only exists in your heart, and I just resemble her."

Zi Xi laughed mercilessly, reached out and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"

"Go back to the mountains to practice, and wait for the next reincarnation."

Naturally, Zixi suppressed her smile and asked puzzledly: "There are thousands of beauties in this world, why don't you get enlightened?"

Hongshuang glanced at Zixi and said: "A person with a fickle heart has no right to criticize me."

Zixi approached without hesitation, and stretched out her hand to hug her and said, "Hey, you might as well think about me, after all, I'm also good-looking and understanding."

"You?" Hongshuang held the sword straight in front of Zixi, "How can you not get rid of that Taoist nun with your cultivation?"

"I don't understand?" Zi Xi answered with a smile.

Hongshuang withdrew her sword and looked at the Taoist nun who was approaching and said: "A person who is too sentimental should be firmly restrained by a stubborn person, so as not to cause harm to the world."

Zixi smiled awkwardly, and was about to flee, Hongshuang tapped the acupoints and said with a revengeful smile: "This is to pay back the mockery you just made at me."

"Inhumane!"

Immediately, the red frost in the forest disappeared, and my heart was a little cold. If this life is not successful, there will be another life.

When the flowers are blooming in spring, summer is only a blink of an eye, and in autumn, the Wen family gave birth to a baby boy.

Wen Zijin acted clumsily and cooperatively, but all the servants and attendants in the mansion paid close attention to it.

"Child, how small."

"Stupid." Mother Wen stood by and said full of nostalgia, "That was when you were born younger than this, and you were afraid that you would not be able to support you."

Ye Ran took a sip of tea, but remembered that it was really dangerous at that time.

Premature babies are indeed extremely weak.

Wen Zijin, who was completely ignorant of the truth, only cared about teasing the children.

The birth of a child is no different from the lives of the two.

Most of the time, there are wet nurses and servants to take care of them, and some mothers will also take care of them.

It's just that when the child gradually grows up, he starts to be a little clingy.

It was rare for Wen Zijin to rest one day, holding a pen in his hand, and looking forward to the child babbling and crawling towards Sister Ye, he was in a bad mood.

"Hey, come to me." Wen Zijin stretched out his arms, regardless of whether the child was happy or not, he hugged the child directly.

Ye Ran beside him was embroidering the sachet, and when it was finally finished, he couldn't help feeling nervous.

"Zijin." Ye Ran handed the sachet to Wen Zijin's palm.

Wen Zijin surrounded the child with one hand, held the sachet and asked in a foolish way, "Is this for me?"

Ye Ran looked away and said, "In your hands, of course it's yours."

"Do you like it?" Ye Ran took a lot of time to complete the work.

"Yeah!" The girl kissed the side of Ye Ran's face, and responded seriously, "I like it very much."

The child looked blankly, Ye Ran's eyes flashed shyly, and she pulled away in a very serious manner, stretched out her hand and slowly caressed the side of her face and said softly: "The child is still watching."

The girl put her arms around the child and replied, "It's okay, he's still young."

"That's not allowed." Ye Ran felt that the girl has become more and more indulgent in recent days.

"Oh." The girl stretched out her hand to cover the child's eyes, and said seriously, "Then is that all right?"

Ye Ran pursed her lips and raised her hand to tap the girl's forehead in response: "Don't play tricks, you are an adult."

Whenever the word "adult" is mentioned, the girl will become more serious.

But today, the girl raised her hand and rubbed her forehead with great aggrievedness and said: "How can an adult want to be knocked on the head."

"It hurts?" Ye Ran raised his hand and pulled the girl's hand away from her forehead. Although the force was very light and there was no redness at all, she still rubbed the forehead lightly.

Satisfied, the girl bent her eyebrows and approached her, "It doesn't hurt."

Ye Ran pursed her lips and looked at the girl's approaching face and looked away helplessly, only to see the child staring at this side eagerly.

"Ye...sister."

The surrounding area was suddenly quiet. Wen Zijin looked at the child who was still giggling in disbelief, and asked, "He just made a noise!"

"Yeah." Ye Ran was also a little surprised.

Who would have thought that a babbling child would call Sister Ye instead of Mother first.

It is conceivable how many times Wen Zijin chanted this title on weekdays.

When Wen's mother heard Wen Zijin complaining, she still did not forget to make fun of: "Who made you cling to Miss Ye?"

"I……"

The thin-skinned Wen Zijin could only blushed and let his mother make fun of her.

It was another spring day, Ye Ran was sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, and suddenly a figure quietly fell down.

Holding a lupine in his hand, Bai Hu approached with a bright smile and said, "The pharmacist who fled to the Heavenly Court last time was imprisoned for a hundred years, and he will definitely not disturb you for a while."

"Then why are you here today?"

"I heard the pharmacist yelling a few words, so I used some tricks to take the merit book." Bai Hu sat aside, flipped through the merit book, and read, "Do you want to cross out the column of Wen Zijin?"

Ye Ran glanced at the merit book, shook his head hesitantly and replied, "No need."

"But if she doesn't melt away, then she will be in the fairy class, what will you do then?"

"This is the merit she has cultivated for several lifetimes. If she doesn't want to become a fairy herself, otherwise I won't be so reckless again."

Bai Hu closed the merit book, and said puzzledly: "Then you are going to give up?"

Ye Ran replied calmly: "If this is what she wants, then I am enough."

In this life, being like her is enough.

When the white tiger left the pavilion, Ye Ran sighed and wrinkled his brows.

After Wen Zijin took a bath at night, before he had time to say a few words, he was dragged down on the couch.

"Sister Ye..."

The voice was swallowed up, and before Wen Zijin even had time to react, he was completely collapsed.

Wen Zijin, who was tossed all night, missed the time to go to the Yamen the next day.

Wen Zijin, who woke up at noon, only felt that his bones were about to fall apart.

"Hungry?" Ye Ran hugged the girl, and greedily increased her strength.

Enough, how could it be enough.

But when Ye Ran heard what the old abbot said in the monastery, he had to be afraid.

Shemale has different ways, if he hurt her because of him, it is impossible to forgive her no matter what.

"Yeah." The girl rubbed Ye Ran's palm obediently on her cheek, her eyes filled with light and said in a low voice, "I'm so tired."

Ye Ran blinked her eyes, lowered her head and kissed her forehead, lusting for the girl's unique breath.

Girls should not be hurt, everything is caused by themselves.

Ye Ran felt pain in his heart when he saw the punishment from heaven in the past and the pain of reincarnation and reincarnation now.

A childish voice suddenly came from outside: "Mother..."

Wen Zijin was frightened by the sound and hid in Sister Ye's arms.

Ye Ran helplessly hugged the girl and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"But we didn't wear any clothes." The girl's eyes were wide open, and she leaned out in a panic to find clothes.

"Slow down." Ye Ran hugged the girl, reluctant to let go of this moment of intimacy, "Zi Jin, you will always like me, right?"

The girl looked at it blankly, and then nodded firmly: "Well, I will always like it."

Ye Ran frowned slightly, eyes revealing joy and murmured: "That's good."

After Wen Zijin put on her clothes in a panic, she took a special look at the bronze mirror so as not to show any special marks.

Ye Ran raised her hand to let the girl sit in front of the dressing table. Because of her age, she always needed some cover up.

Otherwise, with such a feminine face as a young girl, it is really impossible to hide it from everyone.

After carefully drawing the sword eyebrows, adding a little beard and various details, the girl finally became a little tougher.

It's just that girls can't laugh, otherwise they will easily show their flaws.

When the young master from outside came in, the waiters immediately put the food aside.

Wen Zijin said solemnly, "Hong'er, you are disobedient again."

"Father is well." The young master called from Ye Ran's side, "Mother..."

Ye Ran raised his hand to let the young master sit on one side, and said softly, "Okay, the porridge is getting cold soon."

In the past, two people ate together, but now it always suddenly becomes three people. Wen Zijin looked pitifully at Sister Ye over there.

It's a pity that she was not noticed at all, Sister Ye devoted herself to taking care of the young master.

"Why don't you eat?" Ye Ran noticed that the girl was in high spirits.

Wen Zijin was concerned about the children beside him, so he could only reply solemnly: "It's fine."

Adults must pay attention to their words and deeds anytime and anywhere, so they can no longer beg for kisses and hugs with Sister Ye like before.

Ye Ran pushed the broth to the opposite side and said, "Eat more, aren't you hungry?"

"Yeah." Wen Zijin was coaxed out of nothing.

Adults have benefits for children too.

Ye Ran had no way of knowing Wen Zijin's change of mind.

It's just that I was a little annoyed because I thought that I tossed the girl too much last night.

Spring and autumn come, time flies, and the girl in front of me is also getting old.

Although the world is good, it is also cruel. No one can escape life, old age, sickness and death.

The passing of Wen's mother made the girl sad for a long time, even if Ye Ran stayed with her all the time, she couldn't make the girl happy.

The only option is to wait for endless time to slowly take away the girl's sorrow, but the girl has also reached the end of her lifespan.

Ye Ran looked at the mourning hall alone, the girl was buried with him, the man beside him was in grief, and there was also a woman by his side.

Going around for tens of thousands of years, in the end he became alone again.

Decades of being together is like a dream, especially remembering the words that Wen's mother talked to herself alone before she died.

"Miss Ye, I don't care if you are a man or a demon, but that child Zijin really likes you, no matter what, please don't let her down."

Mother Wen has always offered incense to the temple, presumably she has heard the reminder from the old abbot a long time ago.

But in response to the love for the girl, Wen's mother has never said a word.

Ye Ran wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, looked at the sleeping man with a smile, and then left the mourning hall.

The ghost gate will open on the first seven days, and Ye Ran has been waiting.

But until the child's hour approached, Ye Ran never waited for the expected figure.

Maybe the girl has become a fairy.

Ye Ran held the safety knot handed to him by the youthful girl back then, and felt a severe pain in his heart.

"Why don't you come back to see me for the last time?" Ye Ran murmured, covering her heart.

I clearly said that I will always like it.

Jingzhou City in the middle of the night seemed extraordinarily quiet, and the loneliness swept over Ye Ran like a tide.

Whether it is a human or a demon, if you are used to being alone, you can turn around and leave gracefully, but once you touch the company of two people, it is absolutely impossible to let go gracefully.

Ye Ran's eyes quickly returned to red, and the red lines on his cheeks were turning black little by little.

The surrounding situation changed suddenly, the wind was strong, the courtyard was clanging, and the swing was also swayed very high.

"Sister Ye..."

A red umbrella suddenly appeared, and the girl held the umbrella in both hands, walking towards this direction with difficulty.

Ye Ran stared in a trance, the red pupils in his eyes gradually faded, and the black lines on his cheeks also disappeared:

"Zijin."

The girl's figure was already blurred, her face was pale and she was floating towards this direction, her eyes were not as bright as before.

"It's too late now." The ghost gate should have been closed.

"En." The girl stopped in front of her with a red umbrella, and said timidly, "Can I be with Sister Ye in the future?"

"You, what are you talking about?" Ye Ran raised his hand but found that he passed through the girl completely.

The girl blinked her eyes and smiled and said: "There is a kind brother who said he could take me to see Sister Ye, and we can be together forever."

Tears welled up in Ye Ran's eyes, and he asked uncertainly, "Then you won't be immortal anymore?"

"I don't want to become a fairy." The girl said in a low voice with reddish cheeks, "I just want Sister Ye and that's enough."

"Stupid." Ye Ran stretched out his hand to take the girl's red umbrella, "How many people want to be gods, but they can't do it. If you look like this, don't you become a wandering ghost?"

The girl lowered her head and replied, "Well, and he's still a very useless ghost."

Ye Ran raised his hand and stopped at the side of the girl's face, smiling slightly: "It's okay, I don't despise you."

Wen Zijin frowned and smiled, thinking that Sister Ye didn't know about her refusal to become a fairy.

"Then where shall we go?" Wen Zijin looked at the courtyard.

"Where you want to go, we will go." Ye Ran held the umbrella and tilted the girl slightly, "But you have to be obedient, otherwise it is easy to be in danger."

The girl approached her trustingly and replied, "Well, I know, there are so many scary ghosts in the underworld..."

Ye Ran smiled, caring about the girl's face, so she didn't say anything about the coward.

Wen Zijin, who didn't know that he was underestimated, was imagining the future with great anticipation, and he was even more grateful to that kind brother for his help.

If we meet again in the future, we must thank you well.

Bai Hu, who was independent from the high-rise building, heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the figures of the two disappear into the dark night.

"I didn't expect you to have this ability." Zi Xi suddenly appeared and reached out to embrace Bai Hu.

The white tiger avoided the fox with a chill, and rebuffed seriously: "I declare in advance that my heart belongs to me."

Zi Xi asked back: "Then why didn't you break up Ye Ran and Wen Zijin?"

"I'm totally afraid that Ye Ran will go mad."

"Wow, then you are really a good and helpful beast."

"That's natural!" Bai Hu replied proudly.

Suddenly a sword edge fell from the neck, Hongshuang raised her eyebrows and said coldly: "I also need a good divine beast that is willing to help others, just to find out the news of reincarnation in the underworld."

The purple rhinoceros on the side couldn't stop laughing wildly, and the white tiger just reacted and scolded angrily: "Fox, you dare to bully me!"

"No way, we are also being forced."

While speaking, these three people disappeared in Jingzhou City.

However, Wen Zijin, who had become a coward since then, had a very good life.

It's not convenient to go out during the day, so she nests with Ye Ran, but because she has almost no cultivation base, she has no entity.

In the end, it was only by the cultivation level conveyed by Ye Ran that the entity was restored.

Wen Zijin stretched out his hand and tentatively touched Sister Ye's hand, only then was he sure that he could touch it.

"How is it?" Ye Ran looked at the girl with a slightly pale face.

"Well, very good." The girl floated around, and very novelty floated back to Ye Ran, and stretched out her hand to embrace him.

Ye Ran stretched out his arms to hug the girl back, and tightened his arms greedily.

The girl opened the distance with a bright smile, looked at her with twinkling eyes and said in a low voice, "It's been a long time since I kissed."

"Yes." Ye Ran lowered his head and kissed the girl's slightly cool cheek, his eyes fell on the sachet that the girl was carrying, and he said in a daze, "You always carry this."

"Well, because sister Ye gave Zijin a gift."

The girl looked at her with bright eyes, the intimacy there was already very straightforward

Ye Ran smiled and said, "Do you want it?"

"Yeah." The girl took the initiative to step forward and said seriously, "This time I'm on top."

"Why do you have to go up there?" Ye Ran nestled in the couch with the girl in his arms, coveting this irresistible breath.

The girl blushed slightly, and clumsily pulled at the belt with her fingertips, but she responded with a serious face: "I don't know, mother said so."

Ye Ran dotingly looked at the girl's serious expression of answering the question.

Girls are sometimes so innocent that people can't refuse.

The spring outside the window is full of spring, which is a good time for the recovery of all things, and the buds on the branches of the peach tree are quietly blooming.

From the four lakes in the southeast to the desert in the northwest, although the scenery is endless, travelers on the way often describe seeing a beautiful woman and a girl holding a red umbrella.

No one knows the origins of their surnames, nor their whereabouts, but everyone who sees them marvels at their beauty.

However, there are also rumors from travelers that these two are ghosts who are greedy for money and demanding their lives, and that people will die wherever they go.

There are countless right and wrong among them, but no one knows whether it is true or false.

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