My wife is beautiful

After drinking the glass of poisonous wine that Xiao Muyun handed over, Li Qingyan, who had been planning for several years, felt a strong sense of exhaustion in his heart, and was finally relieved. He used Li Qingshu's death in exchange for the peace of the Li family. , Now that he can do something for Li Qingshu and the Li family, it is also very good.

It's just that he never expected that Xiao Muyun had no intention of killing him, and what he drank was not poisonous wine.Not long after Li Qingshu took him back, he regained consciousness, which surprised his family members. When he opened his eyes, his mother's eyes were red and swollen with tears.

Li Qingyan felt extremely guilty towards his family. Although he protected everyone's lives, he couldn't get along well with them, even for a day, especially towards his mother.

After living in Song Ling's mansion for a while, someone suddenly came and took Li Qingyan away.

Li Qingyan knew that person, he was Li Qingshu's uncle Ling Xiaoran.

They are actually old acquaintances, and Li Qingyan didn't know what was wrong, when he saw that man descending from the sky in the backyard, dressed in white clothes, like a heavenly being, he was stunned, the man opened his mouth to him, with a tone of voice Some dissatisfaction: "Why do you make yourself so embarrassed every time?"

Are you talking to me?Li Qingyan suddenly felt a sense of humbleness, he lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was a little disturbed.

"Mr. Ling..."

"So good?"

Ling Xiaoran slowly approached him, but Li Qingyan backed away subconsciously, he only noticed Ling Xiaoran's pure white clothes, which were spotless, and even felt that a scheming person like himself was too dirty to stand with him together.

Ling Xiaoran also noticed it, and stopped, "Don't be cautious, you can call me uncle just like Xiao Li."

Li Qingyan opened his lips, feeling a little unwilling, "I...I still can't do it. Are you here to find the third brother? He is talking to my mother in the room, let me call him for you."

After finishing speaking, he immediately turned around and entered the room, not giving Ling Xiaoran a chance to react.

Li Qingyan naturally knew Ling Xiaoran. He met Ling Xiaoran when he was six years old. At that time, because of the death of Li Qingshu's mother, Ling Xiaoran went to Li Mansion to take Li Qingshu away in a fit of rage. At that time, Li Qingyan was there Hugging the opponent's thigh at the door and crying bitterly, now Li Qingyan still feels ashamed thinking about it.

Later on, after an accident in the Li family, Li Qingshu was poisoned, he worked so hard to steal the antidote, Ling Xiaoran came to him, but in a hurry, before he could react, he asked Ling Xiaoran to send the antidote to Li It's clear.

Li Qingyan was actually a little scared in his heart, after all Li Qingshu was the child that Ling Xiaoran raised with his own hands, and he was forced to hurt Li Qingshu helplessly. Instead, he asked Li Qingyan coldly, "You can come with me."

Li Qingyan was stunned, then quickly shook his head.He can't leave, he still has a lot of things to do, not to mention how can a person like him who has exhausted his tricks defile an immortal like Ling Xiaoran?

I thought it was inevitable death, but it never would have been the end of the mountain and the end of the river, there was no way out, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there is another village, first I recovered a little life, and then met Ling Xiaoran, and at this time Li Qingyan had followed Ling Xiaoran to the Kunlun Mountain Temple .

Li Qingyan hadn't reacted yet, but only vaguely remembered that Li Qingshu and his mother, Princess Deyi, suggested that his status was embarrassing now, that he must not let outsiders know that he was still alive, and suggested that he should go to Kunlun Mountain with Ling Xiaoran to avoid the limelight , Come back in a few years.

Princess Deyi naturally agreed. She used to live in harmony with Li Qingshu's mother, who was also Ling Xiaoran's sisters and sisters. Naturally, she was very relieved of Ling Xiaoran, so no one asked Li Qingyan's opinion, so he just Was packed away by Ling Xiaoran.

Li Qingyan was not a talkative person, and because he would be inexplicably nervous when he was with Ling Xiaoran, but he had too many doubts in his heart, so he couldn't help asking the other party: "Why did you go down the mountain?"

Ling Xiaoran raised his indifferent eyes to look at him, "On business, passing by the capital, Xiao Li sent me a letter."

It turned out that it was Li Qingshu's request, and he really loved Li Qingshu so much.Li Qingyan nodded and had nothing to say.Ling Xiaoran didn't talk too much, so the two of them took each other all the way back to Kunlun Mountain.

Li Qingyan never felt that life would be so boring, so boring that he would start to notice that Ling Xiaoran seemed to only wear plain white Taoist uniforms, and they were always spotless, as if he would never have a trace of popularity, too pure , It makes people want to splash some ink on it and stain him.

With this thought, Li Qingyan was startled. Why did he get to such a sacred place, but his heart became dirtier?

There are not many people on Kunlun Mountain, Ling Xiaoran's position in the sect is aloof, almost no one comes close to him where he lives, there are only one or two medicine boys, who talk to Li Qingyan to relieve boredom when they come to deliver water and food every day.

Ling Xiaoran likes retreat very much, so Li Qingyan can't see him all the time, and on the snow mountain, Li Qingyan almost got sick from boredom.It didn't take long before winter came, and Li Qingyan was really sick.

For this reason, he stayed in the room almost all day wrapped in a quilt.

Yaotong persuaded him to take a dip in the hot spring in the back room, and he would recover soon. He also said that Brother Li used to soak in the hot spring when he was sick.Li Qingyan didn't want to go at first, it was freezing outside and he didn't want to touch the water, but after hearing about the hot spring, his heart moved a little.

So he packed his clothes and went into the house in the backyard. This is where Ling Xiaoran lived, and no one else dared to approach him.

But there used to be two or three people here, Jing Ruoqiu, Li Qingshu, and even Gu Yi, they all grew up here.But after they went down the mountain, only Ling Xiaoran was left here, and Yaotong said in a distressed tone, "Master Uncle is actually very sad and lonely in his heart."

Li Qingyan didn't say anything about it. He knew that some people couldn't calm down by nature, but some people naturally liked to enjoy solitude.

Taking off her clothes and stepping into the hot spring filled with mist, Li Qingyan let out a long and comfortable sigh instantly.It's been almost two months since he came here. Apart from the initial freshness, he was a little satisfied with the hot spring at this time.

This is a very clean pool, with white jade walls, almost everything in the water can be seen clearly except for the layer of faint mist. There is a spring on the side, which continuously flows into new living water, and there is also drainage on the other side. Holes are gushing.The sound of the water was not too noisy, but it made people feel a little sleepy, so Li Qingyan didn't notice that the door was opened, and a figure came in through the thin gauze curtain.

"You are here."

Hearing that he was stating the facts calmly, Li Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, looking up, wasn't that person Ling Xiaoran?He was a little embarrassed at once, knowing that the layer of mist had completely covered the underwater scenery, he still blushed secretly.

"Ling... Ling Xiaoran!"

Some time ago, because Li Qingyan was always unwilling to call Ling Xiaoran's uncle like Li Qingshu, Ling Xiaoran just asked him to call him by his first name.But at this moment, Li Qingyan didn't know what to say, she just called her name, but couldn't speak.

Ling Xiaoran nodded, holding some lacquer plate in his hand, with several bottles and cans placed on it, he put the things on the small table beside him, without turning his head, he explained indifferently: "I heard that you dyed When you have a cold, it’s not good to just soak in hot springs, I brought you some medicine, and by the way, I’ll give you acupuncture to unblock the blood vessels in your body.”

"Acupuncture?" Li Qingyan stared, only to see above the mist, a three-inch long silver needle gleaming in Ling Xiaoran's hand by the pool, it would be very painful if it was stuck on the body, right?

Ling Xiaoran tidied up a row of silver needles, Gu Jing Wubo's face slowly turned, "Do you want to do acupuncture below, or on the soft couch?"

There was also a soft couch beside the pool, Li Qingyan didn't know what to think of, his face was even redder from the smoke, and he replied subconsciously: "I'm coming up now."

Ling Xiaoran nodded, and looked at him quietly, Li Qingyan also lowered his head and quickly walked up to the edge of the pool, put on his clothes, and walked towards Ling Xiaoran as if death was at home.

Later, Ling Xiaoran didn't go into seclusion all the time. He seemed to realize that there was more Li Qingyan on the mountain. Li Qingyan's health was not good, and he could hardly bear the cold. This winter, he was getting sick repeatedly and being silenced by Ling Xiaoran. passed in care.

The two lived in harmony on the mountain, but Ling Xiaoran hadn't gone to retreat for a long time, and would come to visit Li Qingyan almost every day, and it was Li Qingyan who saw him sorting out the temple's readings, and happened to be bored, so he Asking for help, Ling Xiaoran silently acquiesced.

Year after year, Li Qingyan realized that the time passed quickly and it was already the fourth year, and it was almost the end of the year. In previous years, Ling Xiaoran would personally send him down the mountain, and then pick him up after the year.

It's just that the weather has been good these years, and Li Qingyan has long been forgotten by others. Even if he is used to the lukewarm life with Ling Xiaoran on Kunlun Mountain, Li Qingyan's mother, Princess Deyi, can't wait to write a book for Li Qingyan. It's time to go back.

Li Qingyan was suddenly a little bit reluctant, he had always understood his own intentions, life in the mountains was so lonely and boring, he really couldn't persevere without Ling Xiaoran, the secular world that Ling Xiaoran had practiced for a long time had nothing to do with him, and he didn't eat the fireworks of the world , is simply the white moonlight in Li Qingyan's heart.

If I go back, I guess I won't be able to see him again in this life.

Li Qingyan was a little conflicted, but in the end Ling Xiaoran still sent him back to the capital. Every year when Ling Xiaoran went to the capital, he would always meet Li Qingshu and Jing Ruoqiu. , Jing Ruoqiu and the others got together.

Thinking about it this way, he shouldn't be walking so fast, Li Qingyan thought, when he leaves, he should follow him.Unexpectedly, Li Qingyan, who was once cruel and arrogant, would have such an indecisive side, Li Qingyan felt a little amused in his heart, but Ling Xiaoran must not let Ling Xiaoran know his dirty thoughts.

When he was moved, I can't remember clearly, maybe it was the first time he saw this beautiful big brother when he was six years old, or maybe nine years ago, Ling Xiaoran took the initiative to take him away.

Perhaps it was the moment when Yaotong learned about Ling Xiaoran who was so lonely when he first went to Kunlun Mountain, his heart suddenly felt distressed.Still in the four years of subtle influence, only the relationship between the two of them made him gradually moved.

Speaking of which, they had known each other for many years, but their relationship was still lukewarm, but Li Qingshu told him that he was the only person who made Ling Xiaoran make an exception, except for himself, his own nephew.

Li Qingyan looked bewildered, "Where did I make him an exception?"

Li Qingshu looked at him with some resentment, "Second brother, you will be 32 after the new year, and my uncle will be 38! You have lived together for four years, won't it be the same?"

which kind?Li Qingyan was even more puzzled, wouldn't it be nice to treat him as a guest with the male god in his heart?

Li Qingshu could only sigh at this, and it was useless to worry about it.He didn't tell Li Qingyan that Li Qingyan was the only person Ling Xiaoran brought back to the mountain other than Li Qingshu, and he was also the only person who could stay by Ling Xiaoran's side for so many years besides those apprentices and nephews .

Li Qingyan didn't understand even more.

On New Year's Eve, Lin Ziqian came to see him specially, seeing that he and Jin Haoxuan seemed to be getting along very well, Li Qingyan was also relieved.Then Jing Ruoqiu and Gu Yi also returned from their travels, but they seemed to have been scolded by Ling Xiaoran, but the joy on their faces was still so warm.

On New Year's Eve, their family gathered together for a New Year's Eve dinner. Everyone was present. The Zhao family's parents, Li Qingshu and his wife brought the Zhao family's three children, Princess Deyi, Song Ling, and Li Qing. Yan, and Ling Xiaoran who was dragged by Li Qingshufei.

Leng Qingqiu in the palace is now the Empress Ronghua respected by everyone, and the emperor is with him on New Year's Eve, he is indifferent on the face and quite happy in his heart.Recalling my former good friend Li Qingshu, he also asked the emperor to order a banquet in the imperial dining room. The delicacies of mountains and seas in the palace are naturally much better than those outside, and the dishes bestowed by the emperor spread the face It also gave Zhao's parents a lot.

The New Year's Eve dinner this time was quite lively, and then the two older children, Zhao Huaijing and Li Qingshu, took a group of children to watch the fireworks.Li Qingyan and Ling Xiaoran also followed helplessly. On the bank of willows on the moat, bright and magnificent fireworks exploded in the dark sky, and there were bursts of firecrackers in their ears.

Li Qingyan was also infected by the lively atmosphere, there was always a smile on the corners of his lips, the old year was coming to an end, and the new year was about to begin soon.

Looking at the fireworks blooming in the sky, Li Qingyan suddenly felt her wrists tense, and when she looked back, it was Ling Xiaoran, who had just been poured down a few glasses of wine by Li Qingshu, his cheeks were a little red, his eyes The light is shining, the face is very solemn, and the deep voice hits Li Qingyan's heart.

"Let's live like this from now on, okay?"

Li Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then laughed suddenly, and held the slightly cold hand back.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Ling Xiaoran also smiled, the rare smile surprised Li Qingyan for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he couldn't move his eyes to look back at him for a moment.