Manifest Marriage I

Lian Zhou doesn't like Zhou Jing calling her "Zhou Zhou".

too intimate...

But she couldn't refuse a partner who had just suffered for her and was still wounded.

There is a contract, let's just be a partner.

She can only temporarily forget that this is a handsome man, who washed his hands and stepped into the back kitchen under someone's earnest gaze.

Lian Zhou was busy making a hearty breakfast in the back kitchen, while Zhou Jing stood under the peach blossom tree and provoked a group of butterflies.

The spring breeze was blowing, and the butterflies hovered on the cuffs embroidered with gold thread in Day View. The young Patriarch raised his arms, and the butterflies flew along the cuffs and landed on the back of her hands spiritually.

Pink peach petals floated on the top of her hair and shoulders to join in the fun, and her body was full of peach blossom fragrance.

The cat backed up two steps, aiming to jump onto the skinny shoulders of its owner. When jumping up, the momentum caused Zhou Jing's shoulders to slump slightly, and he couldn't help frowning: "Hey, you've eaten too much lately!"

The cat licked its paws, and planned to stick out its barbed tongue to coax its delicate and delicate master.

Being slapped by Zhou Jing, he slapped his face back unceremoniously.

Zhou Jing was so "hustle and bustle" that he was worried that his movements would be too slow and that Lian Zhou, who was afraid of starving "him", walked out of the back kitchen door to see this extraordinary scene, and his throat choked.

Take a look at the cat with smooth fur, and then look at the butterflies flying around the daytime scene that look like they are flattering "him".

Lian Zhou: "..."

He was hit by a drop for no reason.

She took out her handkerchief to wipe off the fine sweat on her forehead. The most decent floral dress was stained with oily smoke. Looking back at the daytime scene, she could imagine that "he" was full of peach blossom fragrance even from a distance. He was really a fragrant and handsome man. .

There are so many servants in the mansion, and there are even more chefs with superb cooking skills, why do you have to come and torment her?With a sullen voice, she said, "Dinner is ready..."

After finishing speaking, she felt weird, as if she really became someone like Zhou Jing.

The glutinous rice chicken and sweet-scented osmanthus fish are delicious in color and fragrance, with porridge and side dishes. Si Jing sits at the dining table and behaves elegantly. After tasting this dish, his eyes are brightened, and he will try another dish, his eyes are full of joy .

This was the first time Lian Zhou ever sat around a table with a young man, she was attracted unconsciously, and the corners of her lips were raised before she realized it.

Daytime dining is elegant and cute.That loveliness is reflected in the sudden brilliance of "his" eyes and his focus on cherishing every grain of rice and every mouthful of dishes when he chews slowly.

It gave Lianzhou a full sense of accomplishment and a small sense of pride.

The long chopsticks fell down, and after finishing the last sip of rice porridge, he took the handkerchief handed over by the maid, wiped the corners of his lips, and hurriedly said: "It's delicious..."

Lian Zhou glanced at her and said with a smile, "You have a really good appetite."

At least this appetite, like a man.

Zhou Jing answered very casually and thoughtfully: "No way, Zhou Zhou's craftsmanship is too good. What should I do, I have tasted Zhou Zhou's craftsmanship, and I can't eat the food cooked by others. At least I must never forget it until I recover from my injury." I've been thinking about it."

Even if Lianzhou doesn't study as much as she does, he knows that this person is making fun of her again.

She was a little embarrassed, and looked at the day scene silently.

It was only natural for Zhou Jing to look at her without avoiding or retreating, but Lian Zhou was the first to avoid it in the end.Lianzhou thought to herself, this patriarch might think of her as a bullying cook.

"Zhouzhou, as a reward, I will give you another rare chess record."

It has to be said that Zhou Jing has a delicate mind and is very good at handling people's hearts.When she mentioned the chess record, Lianzhou naturally thought of her chess skills that she had improved after being taught by Zhou Jing.

"Okay..." She let out a sigh.

"Oh, Zhou Zhou is so nice."

She said "That's great", and Lianzhou looked carefully, but she didn't see any desire in those eyes, only pure joy.She thought again: Maybe Zhou Jing didn't lie, he really didn't want to get married.

Playing around for a while, when he looked at her, except for the occasional unbearable teasing, the rest was clean.

"I'll come back before lunch." She got up to leave.

Zhou Jing sent her to the door and watched her walk away.

Back in the main hall, the woman was holding a booklet with a heavy heart, and Zhou Jing returned home with her hands behind her back. Seeing her find out the miniature portrait of Miss Ning's booklet, her beautiful and coquettish phoenix eyes formed dangerous arcs due to her unusual vigilance. "Aunt Hua, what happened?"

"I went to Xuantian Temple."

Xuantian Temple is a hermit sect of the Great Zhou. A hundred years ago, it ruled Kyushu by eliminating demons. However, today, a hundred years later, the demon race is almost extinct. Those who practice Taoism have redistributed their energy to comprehend the laws of heaven, earth, and Taoism, and few people have appeared in this world.

Day King vs Xuan Tian

He didn't like it very much, and raised his eyebrows with a three-point coldness, waiting patiently for the follow-up.

The woman took down the small pocket porcelain vase from her waist, "I ask the temple master for something, and if there is any problem, you will know if you try it."

The servants had already retreated, and Zhou Jing led them into the underground secret room.

The lights were brightly lit, and the huge jade wall was embedded in the hard stone bricks, interlaced with the candlelight to reflect the figure, and the booklet was solemnly placed on the cold jade stone by the woman: "After thinking about it, I still feel that what happened that day was too coincidental. Ah Jing, There is a thing in the world called the soul-leading rope, which you told me. The soul-leading rope is actually a kind of incense, and among all races, only the fox clan will be attracted to it without knowing it.

The aroma is tasteless, and it can produce a haunting effect when smoked on all things.The dream disappeared without a trace, and finally hid in the subconscious. "

When she mentioned [Leading Soul Cable], Zhou Jing's mind was clear, and she instantly understood what she was looking for from Xuantian Temple.

Her back injury has not yet healed, and her face was faintly pale due to the inner shock and anger. Being here, the coquettishness that Lian Zhou praised so much turned into a cold knife, and she stared at the roster: "Aunt Hua, what is the porcelain vase for?" I."

The woman handed it to her without thinking.

Unscrew the cork of the wooden bottle, a fresh fragrance flows out, and a drop of ice blue water drips on the book, and the water stain spreads. If there is no problem with the book, nothing will happen within three breaths. If there is a problem...

After a while, a small orange spark appeared on the roster.

"Sure enough, it's 【Leading Soul Rope】!" The woman turned pale with shock, "No wonder you only recorded her in the countless registers!"

Zhou Jing stood upright until he watched the orange spark go out, and smiled coldly: "The soul-leading rope is only effective for the fox clan, Aunt Hua, I am afraid that some people have already begun to doubt my identity."

"So what? Can he still force you to act?!"

The woman's maintenance of the day scene is no different from seeing her as her own flesh and blood. The day scene turned cold, and the corners of his lips were slightly pulled, and he let out a sneer, and the tone was drawn out: "Be his spring, autumn, big, dream."

Day Jing is a snow fox with special physique.Possessing the most noble blood of the fox clan, apart from being able to freely transform into a human, he is no different from a human.

There is no demon spirit in her body, let alone demon aura, so it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a useless fox.

Born as a small ball, he was secretly sent to the deep mountains, almost froze to death in the winter because of his frailty, and suddenly changed shape when he was 15 years old, and was picked up by the old patriarch of the day. The well-deserved top spot on the beauty list.

As a fox, the more beautiful ones make people unable to take their eyes off.

Even a Taoist priest with profound Taoism would not notice any clues when he came to her.She is born immune to all Taoism, because she is a demon, but she is not like a demon at all.

If it must be said, she is just a white and flawless fox.

No one in the world can force her to act unless she chooses to.

Both trashy and powerful.

"Now everyone knows that Miss Ning is my fiancée. On the wedding day, will someone come to get rid of the demon with a sword in hand?"

She smiled: "Aunt Hua, what do you think is the relationship between Miss Zhou Zhou and that person? I don't know where to find out about the roster of portraits and fragrances, so let's check the people around her first."