The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Walking to the table, Han Xianlan stood up and said with a smile before Wang Que could speak: "Come, let me pour a glass of wine for the future great scholar. When Brother Que becomes famous in the world, I can still brag that Brother Que is my brother and I have drunk with Brother Que!"

Wang Que smiled when he heard this: "Brother Xianlan, are you insulting me or praising me?"

"Of course I am praising you. How can I insult you!"

"Brother Que, don't you see that this sentence of yours will probably shatter the Taoism of all the scholars in the world? I, Han Xianlan, have read a lot of books. I can only say one word for Brother Que's literary talent tonight!"

"Strong! Strong! Strong!"

While talking and laughing, the cousins ​​from the Golden Sheep Clan also left their seats and came over to congratulate.

"My cousin is so talented, he has so much talent, and he has other skills. Now his literary talent is so high. Now it's my cousin Wang Lie's turn to sweat."

Wang Lie leaned on the chair and laughed at the table: "How can you talk like that, third cousin? This is my cousin. I can't wait to be happy for him."

"This is my cousin's wife, right? Even with a veil, my cousin's wife is still beautiful." A cousin has already taken Mo Lingqing's arm and started chatting.

Mo Lingqing looked embarrassed when she heard this. She was good at killing people, and she couldn't handle such a passionate situation at all.

For a while, the place was very lively.

At the round table in the field, Bu Nanzi and others were also talking in a low voice with a smile.

At this moment, the inspector seemed to be ignored, but Xu Haisi and Zhang Shengyue didn't feel embarrassed at all. They just wanted to grind the best ink and spread the best and flattest paper to invite Wang Que to leave the original!

After a moment of excitement, Wang Que took Mo Lingqing's hand and smiled softly: "Madam, write this poem with your husband, and we will both leave our names."

Mo Lingqing's heart trembled a few times: "This, this is not good, this is written by you, my husband."

"It is all thanks to your great blessing that I can think of this, come on."

"Tsk, no wonder my cousin is the youngest and can get married first, with such eloquence, cousins ​​can't help but admire it, right."

Everyone laughed, and Wang Que also laughed.

Under the red gauze, Mo Lingqing's face was already flushed.

"My cousin is really romantic, and I will find a Taoist partner like this in the future."

"Sister-in-law, get up quickly, you see my cousin can't wait..."

Amidst the laughter, Mo Lingqing stood up with a really red face, and lowered her head slightly and was led to the red stage by Wang Que.

On the red stage, Wang Que's white robe sewn with gold and jade threads was more beautiful than snow, and Mo Lingqing's red dress was more beautiful than blood.

Inexplicably, the two looked very well matched standing together!

"Sir, the ink is ready. Please, we will press the paper for you." Xu Haisi and Zhang Shengyue stood on both sides, bending down and pressing the paper on the table.

Wang Que was not in a hurry to write. He just took Mo Lingqing's hand and said lightly: "My two lords, my wife is the leader of Xuanyin Sect. Xuanyin Sect was rebuilt last year and enjoys ten years of support from Zhou Kingdom. I heard that the resources of support are adjustable, right?"

Zhang Shengyue looked up and said: "Sir, don't call us lords. We are not worthy of the title of lord. You can just call us by our names."

"As for the ten years of support for the new sect, sir, you don't need to say more. We know it now."

Wang Que smiled and nodded: "Thank you very much, both of you."

Xu Haisi hurriedly said: "This matter is not even a little bit of your poem, sir, please pick up the pen!"

Wang Que nodded and took the brush.

Holding the brush, Wang Que pulled Mo Lingqing in front of him, and then stuffed the brush into Mo Lingqing's hand.

"Husband, you can write it alone, I..."

"It's okay." Wang Que put his arm around Mo Lingqing's waist and whispered: "You are my wife, wouldn't it be a good story for both of us to leave our names? Come, let me help you write."

The hot air sprayed between her ears, and Mo Lingqing felt itchy in her heart for no reason and her legs were slightly weak.

She bit her lower lip lightly, holding the pen in her right hand and letting Wang Que fiddle with it.

I remember that she hated people who interrupted her very much, and those who had the courage to interrupt her... seemed to have become dead.

But at this moment, she seemed to have forgotten this matter, and she was not unhappy even if she was interrupted by Wang Que.

As for Xu Haisi and Zhang Shengyue, they just lowered their heads and looked at the paper on the table. They only wanted to see Wang Que's original work. As for how Wang Que wanted to write, that was Wang Que's business.

After all, whoever writes the poem will write it with the greatest effect.

They are looking forward to the strange phenomena of heaven and earth after the poem is completed!

At this moment, Wang Que's nose was filled with a light fragrance that made him feel relaxed and happy.

He liked the light fragrance on Mo Lingqing very much, and he was fascinated by this smell from the beginning.

Holding Mo Lingqing's jade hand, the brush was dipped in thick ink.

The brush paused slightly, and after a few breaths, Wang Que held his breath and concentrated on writing with Mo Lingqing's hand!

"Song of the Wine"》

Don't you see..........[ps: Don't worry, I won't waste words. I won't send you rice dumplings.]

As Wang Que raised his hand and put down his pen, the poem ended!

And just when Wang Que relaxed, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared above the sea of ​​clouds!

The seven-color glow covered the vast sky, and for a moment, the night turned into day, and the air was full of fragrant fragrance!

The illusory dragon turned the clouds, and the illusory phoenix danced.

Between the flying dragon and the dancing phoenix, a beam of light fell directly on the white paper on the table!

The white paper quickly became simple, and the words on it were even more gilded!

Wang Que was in a trance, but Xu Haisi and Zhang Shengyue laughed almost crazily: "It's done, it's really done, the seven-colored dragon and phoenix, this is really the poem of our Lingxiao Star that will be passed down to the world!"

"Hahaha, hahahaha... famous in history, we are famous in history, hahahahaha........."

Xu Haisi and Zhang Shengyue were almost going crazy. They didn't dare to look at the original on the table at this moment. The original contained a terrifying aura. If they looked at it at this moment, their realm would be further improved!

But this is not the time to comprehend and study. They have to wait and study it carefully when they have time. Study it carefully to see how much they can improve their cultivation!

In Wang Que's arms, Mo Lingqing's pretty face was still red at this moment, and her delicate body leaned softly in Wang Que's arms. At this moment, she only felt that her body was abnormal and her heart was moving.

That feeling was extremely subtle, so subtle that she couldn't help herself.

But she had killed so many people that her heart was so firm that she could not move. She gritted her teeth and held Wang Que's fingers tightly.

Wang Que also felt the abnormality of Mo Lingqing, because he could feel Mo Lingqing's hips trembling slightly in front of his crotch.

"Madam..." Wang Que lowered his head and leaned close to Mo Lingqing's red ears.

Mo Lingqing lowered her head slightly, gritted her teeth and frantically contemplated the Qingxin Mantra.

Suddenly, Wang Que's voice sounded in her soul sea: "Madam, tonight..."

Mo Lingqing's body trembled, and the Qingxin Mantra was immediately messed up, but she just snorted and did not speak.

"Mr. Wang!" Xu Haisi was almost crazy at this moment, and his eyes flashed: "With your talent, if you can write a few more poems like this, then even if you are not a literati, you can become a great scholar in the eyes of us literati!"

"This, let's talk about it later, writing poems is not that simple."

...........

The feast lasted until after midnight, and the inspector was originally the protagonist.

But after Wang Que finished writing a poem, Wang Que became the protagonist.

Other dignitaries tried their best to please the inspectors, while the two inspectors tried their best to please Wang Que, constantly mentioning poems and prose during the banquet!

But no matter how they mentioned it, Wang Que could always respond easily and say sentences that shocked them greatly.

After half of the banquet discussion, the two almost knelt down to Wang Que.

At the end of the banquet, the two patted their chests and promised that they would do what Wang Que said!

So far, Wang Que has no worries about wine. Not only that, the support resources of Xuanyin Sect in the next nine years may be directly upgraded to the highest level!

At three o'clock in the morning, the banquet was finally over, and Wang Que and others returned to the family courtyard.

This time, the little fox was directly taken into Bingque Palace by Mo Lingqing.

After entering the attic, before even reaching the bedroom, Wang Que was pressed against the wall by Mo Lingqing...

"My husband really stole the show today."

Wang Que leaned against the wall and put his arms around Mo Lingqing's waist: "Madam, don't you like it?"

"Humph, this shows that I have good taste."

Wang Que smiled and slid his big hand down to her hips.

Mo Lingqing's eyes were hazy, but her tone was extremely cold and arrogant: "Did I... let you touch me..."