I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

Feeling that they owed their youngest son a lot, Jiaxuan and Mingqi wanted to make up for it with all their strength, hoping to give Shu Lingjia a formal and grand appearance. Ling Jia discussed.

"There will be a total of seven days of feasting, and every day must have some new ideas, and let everyone know you well."

Jiaxuan spoke first: "Father has already made up his mind. You will show up as a fox on the first day, so that everyone will be familiar with it. Father has made such a big flower-shaped tray made of gold..."

Jiaxuan drew the size of Shu Lingjia with his bare hands, and said to himself: "You sit inside, and dad will bring you out..."

Shu Lingjia was dumbfounded and thought: "...What are you doing? Adding vegetables?"

Ming Qi excitedly added beside her: "At that time, mother can still dress up and dress you up, apply ointment on you, wear small flowers on you, braid the hair on your tail into small braids, let everyone get to know my son well! You When I was a child, my mother dressed you up like this and went out to play, and many people praised you for being cute!"

Shu Lingjia: "..."

It must be a monster, so cute is not a good word.

The key is that these two people really didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and they were very excited to talk with each other.

Jiaxuan said: "In the next six days, they will all be in human form, and let the clansmen recognize their faces. Jia'er, how do you come out this time? Otherwise, I will replace the pallets with sedan chairs and make six different colors... ..."

Ming Qi was dissatisfied and interrupted him: "One day for the fox clan, six days for the demon clan?"

Jiaxuan was confident, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Aren't you in human form now? The appearance of a fox is still a little less majestic. I have thought of this. At worst, the sedan chair can be carved with fox patterns and covered with fox fur. According to your appearance, don't others know that you are his mother?"

Mingqi thought for a while, and Jiaxuan said again: "Maybe the whole family can get to know you well, and then everyone will definitely say that people say that the son is Xiaomu, and it is true. To give birth to such a son, it is true that the mother She is also the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ming Qi immediately agreed, and praised: "It's so good, you really think about it."

Shu Lingjia finally understood why the two of them had been lingering in the flowers for so many years, but they just saw each other right after seeing each other. Thinking about it with the way of thinking of these two, it is really not easy to find a like-minded person.

But he can't do it!

Shu Lingjia inherited her beauty, but it was obvious that she did not perfectly inherit her parents' aesthetics. She resolutely resisted the proposal of the two of them, but finally failed to make this horrible idea come true.

But even so, he was still groomed by Ming Qi.Ming Qi instructs Jia Xuan to bring all kinds of rare treasures to choose from in front of the mother and son, allowing Shu Lingjia to spend an unforgettable seven-day welcome banquet.

Shu Lingjia had always regarded the sect as his family before, but he was cold outside and hot inside, and he didn't like to join in the fun, so he rarely joined the crowd on weekdays.

He used to regard He Ziyan as his closest relative because of He Ziyan's care and teaching at will, so that he was extremely entangled, but he couldn't let go of the relationship between teachers and disciples. Until now, he seemed to understand that the real The relatives and home should be like this.

After the banquet on the last day, everyone was exhausted after having a lot of fun and drinking some wine. After Shu Lingjia returned to his bedroom, he fell into a deep sleep on a rare occasion. When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high.

It was early autumn at this time, the weather was a little bit cold, the bedding under him was soft and warm, the sun came in through the window, and a ray of light shone on the bed.

Shu Lingjia lazily didn't want to get up, hugged the quilt and turned over, and heard very light footsteps outside, followed by a familiar light fragrance.

He knew it was Ming Qi, and felt that it would be embarrassing for him to stay in bed at such an adult, so he closed his eyes and pretended not to wake up.

Ming Qi brought in a cup of hot bird's nest porridge, she probably wanted him to eat it, but seeing that Shu Lingjia didn't get up, she gently put it aside.

Then she walked to the bed, stretched out the quilt, and completely lowered the bamboo curtain in front of the window to block the light coming in.

Shu Lingjia listened silently to Ming Qi's rustling movements, felt her mother's hand gently touching her face, her sleeve brushed her neck, and then turned around and went out quietly.

Jiaxuan seemed to have just come over. He was about to enter the palace, but Mingqi said something to him, his voice was a little muffled, so Jiaxuan smiled softly, the two said a few words, and left together.

The hot food aroma of bird's nest porridge, the ordinary and intimate conversation of parents, the comfortable and just right temperature between the mattress...

It was obviously the most common thing, but he closed his eyes and felt it for a long time.

The request of a little fox is actually very simple, as long as there is a warm nest and family, no one drives him out, and no one abandons him.

It's hard to tell what's going on in my heart at this moment, as if there's a mixture of melancholy and joy, and I don't know whether to smile or feel melancholy for a while.

At this moment, it seems that he has obtained everything, but all of this should belong to him from beginning to end.

Two days later, Shu Lingjia still left the Demon Race.

Although a family reunion is a rare joy for them, in fact, it is really troublesome right now.

Jiaxuan has just returned to the throne, and the demon clan still has many affairs to be dealt with. Mingqi has not returned to Qingqiu for a long time since she came out to look for Jiaxuan. The whereabouts of He Zizhuo and Zijinbo are still unknown. important matter.

Shu Lingjia knew He Zizhuo and Xitian quite well, and seeing that there was no news for a long time, she also wanted to find out their whereabouts by herself, so she bid farewell to her parents and brothers, and planned to meet Jing Feitong first.

His parents and brothers were worried and reluctant, and sent him down the mountain together.

Ming Qi held on to Shu Lingjia, and told her: "You have taken the tokens of the Demon and Fox Clans. If you have anything to do, send someone to help you at any time. Don't worry about it yourself. Whatever you want, ask someone to give it to your parents." Bring a letter and go back to the Fox Clan directly after the matter is over, did you hear me?"

Mingqi and the others are going back to Qingqiu soon, Shu Lingjia nodded in agreement, Jiaxuan patted him on the shoulder, and said: "What your mother said is that if someone provokes you, you should teach him a lesson and kill him, you It doesn't matter how much trouble you make and offend anyone, the most important thing in going outside is not to let yourself be wronged."

Shu Lingjia couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "I know." She said goodbye to several other brothers who were reluctant to leave, and turned to leave.

After walking for a while, he looked back and saw a figure standing there looking at him.

Shu Lingjia smiled slightly, left the territory of the Demon Race, and went to find the senior brother whom he hadn't seen for some time.

Jing Feitong is currently in a branch of the Biluo Palace, not close to the demons, and when Shu Lingjia arrived outside the branch, it was already midnight.

The sound of falling flowers can be heard in the quiet courtyard, and a small dark red building is immersed in the melting night.

The position of the rudder is a bit off, usually there are only a few servants sweeping the guards, but this time because of Jing Feitong's arrival, the number of guards has doubled and they are patrolling back and forth.

If Shu Lingjia wanted to be inspiring, he would definitely mobilize the masses. He thought for a while, and seeing the two patrolling teams being handed over, he lifted himself up and jumped, only to see a phantom flashing in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye The hallucinations generally disappeared.

Shu Lingjia landed on a tree opposite the small building, looked at it for a moment, and saw a silhouette reading a book reflected on a half-hidden window, turned his eyes, jumped onto the window sill, and pushed the window open.

Jing Feitong was not surprised, raised his eyes, and saw Shu Lingjia squatting on the window sill next to his desk, raised his hand and smiled at him: "Brother, good evening."

Behind him is the heavy night outside, but a handsome face is as white as jade, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, red lips, and high hair tails swaying in the wind.

Jing Feitong laughed, put down the book, looked up at him and said, "Why are you here so late? It's cold outside, why don't you come down?"

Shu Lingjia laughed, jumped down from the window sill, leaned right in front of Jing Feitong's desk, casually raised his hand, and pulled the book from his hand, casually rolled his eyes, and threw it aside.

He was a little proud and said, "I didn't expect me to come so soon!"

Jing Feitong thought that their family would get together for a few more days, so he deliberately didn't stay in the Mozu, but he has been thinking about Shu Lingjia in his heart these days, and he is always very happy to see him.

There was a joyful smile in his eyes, and his tone became brisk. Looking at Shu Lingjia, he admitted: "I really didn't expect it. I wanted to ask you if you are happy these days, but seeing your appearance, Should be good."

Jing Feitong didn't say that just to make Shu Lingjia happy.Shu Lingjia's injury this time has completely healed, and she has eaten well and rested well in recent days, and her complexion is much rosier than before.

In addition, he usually chooses more plain colors in his clothes. This time, I am afraid it is Ming Qi's aesthetics. Shu Lingjia is wearing a long red dress, which makes him look more and more eager, handsome and beautiful, with a kind of beauty that is rarely seen in ordinary times. of Yan.

At this moment, coming at nightfall, Jing Feitong couldn't help feeling that he was indeed a vixen.

Shu Lingjia glanced at him with a smile, and his eyes flickered under the lamp: "Well, generally...it's pretty good."

Jing Feitong smiled and said, "What's the matter, what's the problem?"

As he spoke, he shook Shu Lingjia's fingertips and poured him a cup of tea.

Shu Lingjia didn't drink after taking it, just turned the steaming small teacup around in his hand, and sighed: "If you go everywhere every day, you will be surrounded by fiery eyes and enthusiastic cheers, and you will always be surrounded by people If you eat, drink and dress up, you will be happy and miserable."

Jing Feitong laughed, and understood: "That is. But it's because you have just been found, and everyone is still nervous. It will be fine in the future."

Shu Lingjia said: "I know, I don't want to run away from home, I have something to do with you. Brother, do you have any news about the lotus-patterned purple gold bowl and He Zizhuo? Qingqiu doesn't believe it anyway."

Jing Feitong shrugged and spread his hands at him.

"The Lingxiao Mountain was already in chaos. In the end, my other master, Zhou Qingqian, head of Zhou Qingqian, went temporarily to rectify the sect. Now that the talents of the Qizong are withered, He Zizhuo is thinking about taking care of the Qizong of the Xinzong. Others made the wedding dress."

Jing Feitong said: "I was still thinking, if he heard about this, would he feel resentful and unwilling to show up to sabotage, so he deliberately negotiated with that side, and released the news that the Qi sect will be merged into the Xin sect?" He went out and sent people to lie in wait for many days, but he never showed up."

Shu Lingjia crossed her arms, bowed her head in thought and remained silent.

Although Jing Feitong didn't gain anything, his ideas also provided ideas for Shu Lingjia. He Zizhuo was unwilling to be reconciled, and with such a powerful power, it was impossible for him to hide forever. The more he couldn't find him , the more likely it means that he is doing a big thing.

So what does He Ziyan want to do most?

In the past, it must be to revitalize the sect, unify Ling Xiao, and restore the previous grand occasion, but now his wish should not stop there, maybe even higher and farther.

For example... ascending to immortality?

However, the evil of the nightmare is added to the body, and it is not bad to not be struck to death by lightning. Does He Zizhuo still have this qualification?

Shu Lingjia was thinking like this, and suddenly remembered another thing, and asked: "By the way, is it true that the Xinzong and Qizong are going to merge and then be managed by the head of Zhou?"

Jing Feitong said with a smile, "Fake news, He Zizhuo was deceived."

Shu Lingjia sneered: "Hmph, I knew you had a big heart!"

Jing Feitong patted him on the waist with a smile, and didn't try to defend himself, he just said: "To be honest, Xinzong and Qizong have been separated for so many years. Apart from the moves, the mind is different, and the rules and styles of the school are also different. The difference will become bigger and bigger in the future. The strengths of the two sides are not far apart, and neither side is willing to bow its head. I have long thought that it would be better to set up separate sects. What's the point of procrastinating?"

Shu Lingjia murmured: "But the Air Sect has no suitable people. If this continues, sooner or later it will become a mess."

Jing Feitong raised his finger at him and said, "Did you forget?"

Shu Lingjia: "?"

Jing Feitong: "Yin Chen."

Of the four apprentices of He Zizhuo, one is dead, two are eccentric, and they are the sons of the Demon Emperor, and the remaining one is Yin Chen. Jia is indeed the most suitable candidate at present.

Shu Lingjia only remembered this junior when Jing Feitong reminded him.

He and Luo Xiao saw through He Zizhuo's true face before, and after leaving Lingxiao Mountain one after another, Shu Lingjia once sent a message to Yin Chen, reminding him to be cautious about He Zizhuo, and the two had important matters, so they hadn't seen each other. , and never contacted.

At this time Jing Feitong said, Shu Lingjia thought about it, and said: "It seems that he has been in the state of Yin for a while, helping the monarch fight against strange diseases, I'm afraid he doesn't know about these things, let me tell him in advance , it’s good to have a defense.”

Jing Feitong watched Shu Lingjia take out a messenger talisman, bowed his head and wrote something on it, knowing that even though he was disappointed with He Zizhuo, he must still have some affection for the Qizong.

Even if the sect that used to be proud of it is no longer a member of it, it is impossible to hope to see it decline.

Suddenly there was a trace of melancholy in his heart, Jing Feitong asked: "Do you really want Yin Chen to be the head?"

Shu Lingjia said: "He is definitely the most suitable candidate, but it's up to him. I don't advise."

He sent the message talisman to Yin Chen, looked down, and found that Jing Feitong was looking up at him, the moonlight outside the window and the mottled tree shadows were changing indefinitely on his face, showing a certain expression singular.

Shu Lingjia was taken aback, and said, "What's the matter?"

Jing Feitong said: "It's nothing. I just felt a little strange when I heard you say these things."

He raised his hand, pinched Shu Lingjia's face lightly, and said with a smile, "Our little Jia has grown up."

Shu Lingjia was startled, and turned his eyes away, but saw Jing Feitong's eyes full of affection, which seemed to be filled with infinite tenderness. For a moment, it seemed that even the night wind smelling of sweet-scented osmanthus at the window softened, making his heart beat as if become slow and heavy.

Shu Lingjia paused, before jokingly said: "This is what I said, those who don't know think you are my father. Mr. Jing, how old are you this year?"

Jing Feitong laughed, and said: "Of course it's not as good as Mr. Shu, who is in his youth. When you get old, you always like to think about the past."

He paused slightly, his gaze a little far away: "When I was in Xitian earlier, Master's disciples were only you and me. We advanced and retreated together, ate and lived together, and were almost inseparable. I used to like to be alone, but I found out later that , It turns out that it is such a good thing to have someone by your side."

Jing Feitong smiled slightly: "Right now, everything is finally back."

Those simple and pure years without knowing the world were once the best time in his life, but he had forgotten them.

Before recovering his memory, Jing Feitong always thought that it would be great if he had known Shu Lingjia earlier. If he had known him earlier, he would not have let him go through that period of loneliness and betrayal.

But it wasn't until he thought of everything thoroughly that he realized that they could have been together forever. He heard Shu Lingjia call others "senior brother, junior brother", worrying about the sect that was no longer the same as him, saying Something that needs to be explained to him before he can understand...

This made Jing Feitong a little relieved, but also a little strangely melancholy.

He didn't say this, but Shu Lingjia seemed to understand Jing Feitong's meaning, shook his hand firmly, and said with a smile: "Isn't it just when you heard that I came, that it's time for you to dislike me?"

Jing Feitong laughed: "You hold grudges."

As he said this, his thoughts drifted away. The spiritual mountain with a faint fairy spirit, the undefeated vegetation in all seasons, and the echo of the evening drum and morning bell, thousands of years have passed, but everything is as clear as yesterday.