After rebirth, I rely on beauty to abuse scum

Sheng Zhao counted the day in the house and fell asleep at night.

Qi Hua knelt until the early morning of the second day.

Sheng Zhao casually put on a white crane cloak and pushed open the door, his eyes were sleepy, and he was woken up by the cold wind outside.

He rubbed the end of his eyes: "Sister, bring breakfast directly to my room."

While talking to the attendants, Sheng Zhao caught a glimpse of something and stopped.

His eyes were covered in silver, with snow fluttering in the air. The man in white was kneeling straight in the snow, his lacquer-black pupils shot straight at him.

After a while, a faint smile floated on his pale and handsome face.

If it weren't for the crow's feather-like black hair, Sheng Zhao might not have noticed Qi Hua who was covered in snow.

He froze for a moment, then slowly walked over.

Sheng Zhao condescendingly looked down at Qi Hua at his feet, with a dazed expression on his face. After watching for a long time, he said awkwardly, "You have been kneeling since yesterday?"

Qi Hua said "hmm", "Have you calmed down?"

Sheng Zhao was silent, and then angrily: "Do you think I can ignore it?"

He bent over and pulled Qi Hua straight up, and walked into the house in a rage, Qi Hua even staggered.

When he was about to enter the door, Sheng Zhao shook all the snow off Qi Hua's body with a wave of spiritual energy, and after closing the door, he pushed him to the stove.

Angry and distressed: "You fool."

As soon as Sheng Zhao touched Qi Hua's hand, he felt that he was holding a piece of ice, couldn't help trembling, and retracted his hand.

Qi Hua waved him away, and slowly warmed her whole body with spiritual power: "Zhao Zhao touches me later, don't freeze."

Sheng Zhao paused, his eyes flooded for some reason, and he took a deep breath: "You..."

"You" for a long time, but couldn't say the next sentence, but the corners of the eyes became more and more red, as if he could cry in the next moment.

Guilt and grievance, angry and crying at the same time.

Poor and cute.

Qi Hua's fingertips had returned to their usual coldness, he curled up his fingers, and gently rubbed his finger bones against Sheng Zhao's eyelids, getting wet.

She asked funnyly, "Why are you crying?"

Sheng Zhao pretended to be embarrassed, but couldn't bear to bury himself in Qi Hua's arms, not afraid of the cold, and wiped all his tears on Qi Hua's body.

He asked in a muffled voice, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Qi Hua had no choice but to quickly use spiritual power to dispel the chill, hugged Sheng Zhao cautiously, and said softly "Yes", but denied it in her mouth: "No."

He knew that Sheng Zhao was speaking in a fit of anger, but he knelt on purpose for a day, just to make Sheng Zhao feel bad.

"I hurt Zhaozhao, and I deserve it." Qi Hua asked again in a low voice, "Are you still mad at me? How about I kneel for another day?"

A blatant threat.

Sheng Zhao was upset: "Don't be angry, don't be angry."

Qi Hua laughed, "Then, did you forgive me?"

It took Sheng Zhao a while to reluctantly respond in a low voice: "Forgive me."

Qi Hua hugged Sheng Zhao even tighter, and he pressed against Sheng Zhao's ear, breathing ambiguously.

Just hugged quietly for a long time.

Qi Hua suddenly said in a soft voice: "Since the day in the Ghost Ancestral Hall, I have had a deep-rooted love for Fellow Daoist Sheng."

He walked alone in the dark, and that was the first time someone had been with him to the end of the punishment.

The coldness recedes, only the warmth remains.

He smiled and rubbed the white neck of the person in his arms: "Where's Zhao Zhao?"

Sheng Zhao's ears were all red. He took a deep breath, dawdled for a while, and said, "I also... like it."

After saying one word, he refused to say it again.

No matter how Qi Hua tried to coax him, Sheng Zhao refused to come out of his arms, but his ears became more and more red.

Qi Hua chuckled softly, the tip of his nose was filled with the fragrance of Sheng Zhao's hair, the waist in his hands was so soft that it made people dizzy, and he was jumping for joy from the bottom of his heart.

He almost couldn't help but wanted to kiss Sheng Zhao, but Sheng Zhao was too ashamed, so he could only hug him tighter, and talk tighter to comfort him.

Can't wait for time to stop at this moment.

His appearance.

Qi Hua kissed the tip of Sheng Zhao's pink ear with preciousness and respect.

When the kiss was about to arrive, Sheng Zhao suddenly raised his head and turned his face: "Would you like to explain to me about the engagement?"

"What's your relationship with Yu Anyi?"

The blush on his face has not faded, but his tone is not good.

A look of disgust flashed across Sheng Zhao's face.

Qi Hua thought to himself, Yu Anyi has not left the customs until now, according to the information he checked earlier, Sheng Zhao joined the Jianzong five years ago, and the two did not know each other at all.

Why does Sheng Zhao hate Yu Anyi so much?

Yu Anyi has been in seclusion for a hundred years, and the cultivation world has been changing day and night. Needless to say, the sword sect, and the disciples of the previous generation, except those who passed on their own, will leave the sect to practice on their own when they reach old age.

The most likely way for Sheng Zhao to hear about Yu Anyi is Jiang Qianzhou.

Qi Hua tentatively asked, "What's wrong? You told An Yi—"

Sheng Zhao: "An Yi?"

Qi Hua immediately changed his words: "Junior Brother Yu."

It's a joke, no matter how warm the emotion from a hundred years ago, it will fade with time, not to mention that Yu Anyi didn't have any thoughts for him from the beginning to the end.

The beautiful woman in front of him is the one he wants to spend his whole life with, Qi Hua knows who he chooses and who he coaxes.

"The marriage contract was just imposed on us by the elders, and my friendship with Junior Brother Yu is as gentle as water." Qi Hua said seriously, "Other than that, it has nothing to do with it."

"I only have Zhao Zhao in my heart."

Sheng Zhao was coaxed to feel comfortable, and he hummed lightly: "Don't mention him in front of me in the future."

Qi Hua was puzzled, but still responded, "Okay."

"I've heard about him from Jiang Qianzhou before." Seeing Qi Hua's unambiguous answer, Sheng Zhao said slowly.

When Jiang Qianzhou was mentioned, he was also a little unhappy: "He always said that I can't compare with his little apprentice."

"Don't get me wrong." Sheng Zhaoyang smiled, raised his eyebrows, and his arrogance stood out: "I joined Jianzong, and I have always been praised by others."

"I'm not used to hearing this."

"My Zhaozhao naturally deserves the title of No. [-] Tianjiao." Qi Hua looked at Sheng Zhao's smile obsessively, and said truthfully: "Yuanying is five years old, and this is only seen once in a thousand years."

"In time, maybe I can be compared to the past."

Qi Hua spoke from the bottom of his heart, he had practiced for a hundred years longer than Sheng Zhao, and he had only been promoted to the Fusion stage not long ago, while Nascent Soul and Fusion were still short of out of the body and distracted.

With Sheng Zhao's terrifying cultivation speed, he might surpass him in less than a hundred years, maybe even earlier.

After reading this, Qi Hua's eyes darkened for a moment: "Zhao Zhao, please don't dislike me when the time comes."

Sheng Zhao chuckled, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qi Hua calmed down.

Sheng Zhao: "You all know him, but I'm a little curious about him. When he comes out, I'll go to him to discuss and learn from each other."

He made the final call.

"No." Qi Hua objected.

Sheng Zhao narrowed his eyes suspiciously: "Are you afraid that I will hurt him?"

What Qi Hua thought was that what he was worried about was not Yu Anyi, but Sheng Zhao.

He recalled the past scene, his eyes darkened, he was so afraid that Sheng Zhao turned his head and threw himself into Yu Anyi's arms like those people back then, with only him in his eyes.

If so, he would go crazy.

Qi Hua's tone was serious: "You are not allowed to look for him."

"Don't believe anything he says when you see it."

Sheng Zhao knew that he had lost his mind, so he quickly nodded, "Okay."

But in his heart he sneered and mocked, Qi Hua's heartbeat back then was nothing more than that.

Qi Hua stroked Sheng Zhao's soft black hair: "Zhao Zhao is always curious about everything, I'm really afraid that you will run away with someone in the blink of an eye."

In the end, his voice was almost a whisper, so light that it was not audible.

Sheng Zhao didn't hear: "What?"

Qi Hua smiled and shook her head: "If you are worried about the marriage contract, I can explain it to the Patriarch today."

"It's just that the marriage contract is easy to resolve, but for the matter of getting engaged to you, I have to go to Jianzong Tianshan in person to be able to count with your master." Qi Hua was a little emotional when he said that, and he looked into Sheng Zhao's ignorant eyes , coaxing in a low voice: "Why don't you ask for marriage directly, and don't make any marriage contract."

He said one word at a time: "As long as the Immortal Venerable agrees, I will come back to your bridal chamber, okay?"

Sheng Zhao's face turned red all of a sudden, and he muttered, "Why—"

Qi Hua kissed Sheng Zhao's top, guessing what the latter was going to say, he smiled lightly, "Yeah, I'm shameless."

"Can I kiss Zhao Zhao?"

Sheng Zhao pushed him away: "I can't!"

"Calm down a little."

Qi Hua knew that Sheng Zhao was very shy about those things, so she didn't force him, and held him back with open arms: "Come and have breakfast with me, and then I will take you to see the Patriarch."

Qi Hua made up his mind, logically speaking that Sheng Zhao was a guest, and should have met Qi Shiren a long time ago, but at that time he didn't take Sheng Zhao to heart at all, he just wanted to relieve his boredom and send him back to Jianzong.

How could this matter that was not on the table be put in front of Qi Shiren's eyes, now that he has sincerity, he hopes that the name will be justified.

Sheng Zhao snorted and responded with a good face.

Pretending to be uneasy: "Should I prepare any gifts? What taboos and hobbies does your father have..."

He asked a lot of questions, but Qi Hua only said "I'm not close to him" and dismissed it, telling Sheng Zhao not to take it to heart, and to leave as soon as they met.

After the two had dinner in the room, Qi Hua called someone to inform them. It didn't take long for Sheng Zhao to be brought to Master Qi by Qi Hua.

The face of the lord is as young as a young man, dressed in gold silk white clothes, with an elegant temperament, his eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Qi Hua, warm and moist like spring, but more stable.

Every move has a heavy hand, and the atmosphere of being in a high position.

There was pure curiosity and admiration in Sheng Zhao's eyes, he smiled and cupped his hands: "Senior Qi."

Qi Shiren nodded slightly, looked at the little beauty in red in front of him, with interest in his eyes, and smiled: "You don't have the slightest shadow of Wuwang."

Sheng Zhao said, "My sword has the shadow of my master."

Qi Shiren shook his head: "You are young, but your temper is not small."

Qi Shiren raised his sleeves: "Come, sit opposite me."

Sheng Zhao looked at Qi Hua beside him suspiciously, and Qi Hua squeezed his hand to reassure him.

Sheng Zhao had no choice but to sit down.

And Qi Shiren never paid any attention to Qi Hua who was standing below from the beginning to the end.

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It’s late, it’s four hundred, and I’ll post it on the second watch tonight~