The fairy is fierce

Actually... it's not that hard to bear...

Shangguan Lingye lay on the pillow, facing the wall, leaving her husband with the back of her head, pretending to be sulking, but secretly biting her lower lip, her thoughts drifting to who knows where.

The window paper turned slightly white, it was already before dawn, there were some firecrackers in the distance, and the charming smell in the room had not dissipated.

Zuo Lingquan, who was intoxicated by the gentle countryside, restrained the posture of the bad scholar last night, pulled the thin quilt up a little, covering Lingye's snowy shoulders, and said softly:

"My lady, are you still angry?"

Shangguan Lingye was not angry, she felt quite special...

However, how could she admit that she enjoyed it when she was forced to hold and feed him with a fox tail? If she admitted it, who knows if Zuo Lingquan would go too far and let her experience the "jade breaking time" again.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan approaching, Shangguan Lingye elbowed him back:

"Don't touch me, shameless... Let's make peace now, don't practice with me anymore."

Zuo Lingquan didn't know what Lingye was thinking, and thought his wife was really irritated by his reckless behavior, so he wanted to apologize and coax her.

But Shangguan Lingye didn't give him a chance, pretending that the couple had broken off their relationship, and kicked Zuo Lingquan out of the quilt with his long legs wrapped in black silk, and covered his head without responding.

Zuo Lingquan was a little helpless, so he could only coax him a few more words, tucked in the quilt, dressed neatly, and left the room first.

It was just dawn, and there was the sound of maids walking outside the east courtyard, but the courtyard was quiet.

Leng Zhu, who lived in the ear room, was looking out the window cautiously. When he saw Zuo Lingquan coming out, he hid back in the house with a strange expression.

Jiang Yi stood at the door of the main house with her chest in her arms, looking at the west wing with sour eyes, and she didn't know how long she had been staring.

Zuo Lingquan coughed lightly, pretending to have just dealt with his disobedient wife, and came to the eaves of the main house:

"Princess, why are you up so early?"

Jiang Yi tossed and turned last night and didn't fall asleep at all, so why talk about getting up early? She looked dissatisfied and glanced at the west wing:

"How is it? Did you serve that vixen comfortably?"

Zuo Lingquan must serve his wife well in front of him, but he didn't dare to say this in front of Jiang Yi. He came up to her and whispered:

"Do you think Lingye looks comfortable? She didn't dare to get up and see people in the morning. She cried and made a fuss yesterday, and almost scratched me to death."

Jiang Yi half believed and half doubted: "Really?"

"She just kicked me out and said she wanted to break off all ties with me. I'm having a headache..."

Jiang Yi felt much better when she heard Zuo Lingquan say this. She snorted softly:

"Let her show off. She should have dealt with her like this a long time ago..."

It's a bit embarrassing to talk about this kind of unpresentable play early in the morning.

Jiang Yi muttered a few words, then changed the subject, pulled Zuo Lingquan into the house, and took out a pearl hairpin:

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did mother give her a bracelet and give me a pearl hairpin?"

The pearl hairpin is a blue-tailed phoenix hairpin, with gold-threaded pearls, and the workmanship is gorgeous and grand.

Jiang Yi asked this question, definitely not because she thought the pearl hairpin was inferior to the bracelet, but according to the folk customs of Dadan, the bracelet is the gift for the daughter-in-law, which is why Mrs. Zuo asked for bracelets from several aunts.

Although Zuo Lingquan didn't care much about the jewelry at home, he still understood the reason for this matter. He leaned close to Jiang Yi's ear and said:

"In the Zuo family, men are officials and women run the family business. This hairpin is equivalent to a dragon head stick. Mother kept it for you, meaning that you will take over her job in the future."

After hearing this explanation, Jiang Yi felt that the pearl hairpin in her hand weighed a lot more, but after thinking about it, she still felt that it was wrong:

"Your family business is not even a fraction of Lingye's. She doesn't let me manage it. Even if I take the pearl hairpin, what's the difference between me and the queen who is sidelined by the concubine?"

"It's enough to earn the family business. Don't you believe in my ability?"

"You owe her a lot of debts. By the time you pay off the debts, I guess you will become a mother-in-law..."

Jiang Yi muttered to herself, but she was still quite satisfied in her heart. She put the pearl hairpin away carefully.

Zuo Lingquan looked around the room and asked:

"Where is Qingwan?"

"She said she went out for a walk, but I don't know where she went."

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused. After kissing Jiang Yi good morning, he turned and left the yard, looked around, and finally asked the maids in the mansion before coming to the kitchen in the backyard.

To prepare breakfast for the whole family, there are more than a dozen maids in the kitchen, and the air is filled with the aroma of food.

Zuo Lingquan came to the door of the kitchen and looked up to see his mother making soup in the kitchen; Qingwan, wearing a winter skirt and an apron, skillfully helped her next to him, talking and laughing, and looked like a good wife and mother.

It seems that Qingwan did not compete with the two for the boss on the surface, but she still had some small thoughts in private...

Zuo Lingquan wanted to leave quietly after looking at him twice, but Qingwan saw him coming from the corner of her eye, greeted Mrs. Zuo, and walked out quickly, as if she knew what Zuo Lingquan was thinking, and explained softly:

"Lingquan, you are here, um... I was just walking around in the morning, and saw my mother busy here, so I came in..."

Although Wu Qingwan was wearing a thick winter skirt, which slightly concealed her figure, she could not hide her astonishing size. She ran up to him and trembled up and down, making people dizzy.

Zuo Lingquan stopped and looked at the two emerald green earrings on Qingwan's ears, and joked:

"Really?"

The two of them were an old couple, and they could understand each other's meaning with just one look. When Wu Qingwan saw that Jiang Yi was not there, she showed a little annoyance on her cheeks:

"What's wrong with me trying to please my mother? Even if I don't argue with Jiang Yi, you can't let me be ranked behind Lingye, can you? I took so many risks to help you practice before, and suffered so many crimes, you don't remember me Regardless of the credit, you are still laughing at me, do you have any conscience?”

Zuo Lingquan put his arm around Qingwan's shoulders: "I'm not a joke. I think Wanwan is just sensible. What were you talking to mother about just now? You were laughing so happily."

How dare Wu Qingwan dare to be intimate at the door? She twisted her shoulders and moved away. After looking back, she breathed a sigh of relief and snorted softly:

"The adults are chatting, the children are asking questions, and you can go about your business."

Zuo Lingquan originally just asked casually, but when he saw Qingwan's answer, he became a little curious:

"Isn't Mom talking to you about your grandson?"

When Wu Qingwan heard this, her eyes rarely showed a bit of pride. She hesitated for a moment and then responded softly:

"Absolutely, um... Mom said that my cooking skills are so good, and I am much more sensible than those little girls who are still sleeping in early in the morning. I will definitely not be hungry when there are little babies at home."

The little baby is not hungry...

Zuo Lingquan blinked, feeling that the words had other meanings, and moved his eyes downwards, looking at Qingwan's abundant capital that he would not go hungry.

Wu Qingwan grew up in a fairy family. Although she has a humble personality and has no problem in dealing with others, her reaction to cryptic chats between women is not as quick as that of Tang Jingxun.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's eyes at this time, Wu Qingwan finally realized what Mrs. Zuo meant by what she just said. ! !

Milk baby...

No wonder my mother keeps looking at my chest...

Under the morning light, Wu Qingwan's fair cheeks turned red visibly to the naked eye.

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were full of smiles, and he weighed his child's rice bowl with his hands.

Bouncing ~

Wu Qingwan was immediately annoyed, opened her hand and lectured:

"Go and do your own business. Why are you running to the kitchen? I'm still busy, so I'll go in first."

After saying that, he ran back to the kitchen and continued to hold Mrs. Zuo's hand.

Zuo Lingquan was full of happiness. Knowing that he would be kicked out by his mother if he went in to listen, he stopped going in to join in the fun and walked towards the front house where the guests were staying.

The Zuo family's mansion is very large. With all close relatives and distant relatives coming back, plus a group of girls, it's still not so stressful that several people live in one room. Basically, each family has its own courtyard.

Patriarch Shangguan and Lord Peach Blossom are ‘sisters’, so naturally they live in the same courtyard. I don’t know if they sleep together at night.

Xie Qiutao was supposed to live in the same courtyard with the two ancestors, but Mrs. Zuo saw how Qiutao did not dare to speak in front of Miss Yutang, so she did not embarrass her and arranged for her to live alone in a small courtyard.

Needless to say, Tang Jingxun, as the new daughter-in-law who came in immediately, was treated very well, lived in the most beautiful courtyard, and had two maids waiting outside for orders.

Tang Jingxun hasn't gone out since she came back yesterday. She has been pretending to be a good girl in the house. Maybe she is afraid that raising pets will ruin the image of her parents-in-law, and they don't even recognize the whirring dumplings.

When Zuo Lingquan came to the west house, he wanted to go to Jingxun's place, but when he walked to the entrance of a courtyard, he stopped.

In the courtyard, a round-faced girl in a coat and skirt stood under the eaves, covering her ears with a nervous look on her face. She also had a dark red jade bracelet on her wrist.

The white-flowered dumpling held a stick of incense that it found somewhere in its mouth. With its paws and paws spread forward, it spread its small wings and cautiously reached towards the big firecracker on the ground. When it got close to it, it quickly retracted and found that it was not lit. Then, he came closer and quickly retracted, looking very funny. ? ?

Zuo Lingquan was stunned by Tuanzi's funny appearance. He walked into the yard and asked:

"What are you doing?"

Xie Qiutao stood up quickly, put his hands behind his back, and smiled awkwardly:

"Well... Tuanzi wants to play firecrackers. When I was a kid, I was too wild and had my hands blown up, so I didn't dare to order them, so..."

"grumble?"

Tuanzi, who was still lighting the firecrackers, turned around and said "chie~", and the incense fell to the ground. His little eyes were stunned, which probably meant that it was obviously you who wanted to play, and birds are not so childish!

"Yeah, there's nothing to be afraid of."

Zuo Lingquan picked up the lit incense, half-crouched on the ground, and moved towards the firecrackers; Tuanzi quickly hid behind him, imitating a human and covering his ears with his wings, basically covering his round head.

I have to say that lighting firecrackers is indeed a bit psychologically stressful, especially since this firecracker is different from the usual ones. It is about the thickness of an arm and looks scary.

Even if Zuo Lingquan could break rocks with his bare hands, he knew that the firecrackers would not hurt him at all. The impression left by him when he was a child still made him a little cautious. He tried to get closer, then stopped, tilted his head and said:

"Where did the firecrackers come from? It's so big!"

Xie Qiutao chuckled: "I made it myself. It's strong enough if it's thick and big. It's boring if it's small. ♦♦  ♦♦"

Then order it yourself!

Zuo Lingquan didn't know the power of the firecrackers. He was afraid of blowing up the yard, so he built an ice wall as a cover. He surrounded the firecrackers before starting to light them. The result...

Sigh...

Poof~

A string of sparks popped up, and the sound was like a fart.

After waiting nervously for a long time, Zuo Lingquan spread his hands slightly and was speechless for a while.

Tuanzi looked at Xie Qiutao with blank eyes:

"grumble?"

Xie Qiutao's face turned red. Before she could speak, she heard ridiculing words coming from outside the courtyard door:

"Qiu Tao, it's a good thing you haven't learned how to refine weapons. Your skills are as good as Yutang's back then. It's amazing."

Zuo Lingquan turned around and saw the rich family's sister-in-law dressed up as the Peach Blossom Lord. She appeared at the door without knowing when, with her eyes curved and smiling.

Xie Qiutao was so embarrassed that she muttered, "Why didn't it explode? It shouldn't be..." Then she ran to pick up the firecracker tube and went back into the house.

Zuo Lingquan shook his head and smiled, walked to the door, raised his hand and saluted:

"Senior."

The Peach Blossom Lord caught the dumpling that flew over to ask for breakfast, turned around and walked along the aisle:

"Calling Sister Yingying, shouting nonsense and people heard it, how do you explain it?"

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan naturally would not be polite anymore, followed and walked, and changed his words:

"Why is Sister Yingying here? I suddenly saw her yesterday and was stunned for a long time..."

The Peach Blossom Lord held the dumpling, like a noble lady strolling in the garden, with a slightly dissatisfied expression:

"I want to ask you something. You invited Shangguan Yutang but not me. Did you forget what you promised before? Whatever relationship you agreed to have with her, it is the same as your relationship with me. If you don't remember it, I will settle accounts with you."

Zuo Lingquan naturally remembered it in his heart, he sighed helplessly:

"Please ask the ancestor..."

"Call the second sister."

"Uh... please ask Sister Yutang..."

"Second sister!"

The Peach Blossom Lord's eyes sank and corrected again.

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, but he had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"It's unrealistic to ask my second sister to come home for the New Year, so how can I ask Sister Yingying. Besides, Sister Yingying was recovering from her injuries a few days ago, so it's not good to disturb her."

"It's not good to disturb you. You can leave a message. If it wasn't for Yutang letting it slip, I would still be kept in the dark. Next time, remember to say hello to me. Even if you invite her to take a wild bath, I dare to go if she dares to go. What's there to be afraid of?"

Taking a wild bath?

With the ancestor?

Even though Zuo Lingquan had long understood the true nature of Lord Taohua, he still didn't know how to complain after hearing such down-to-earth words. He could only nod and indicate that he understood.

When Peach Blossom Lord came over, she naturally did not just give instructions to Zuo Lingquan. After she walked a few steps, she flipped her wrist and took out a light pink hibiscus jade bracelet:

"This is given by your mother. Take it back and keep it. Give it to Miss Xinyi when you meet her in the future. Qiutou is from another place and does not know the customs here, but I do know them."

Zuo Lingquan felt a little embarrassed when he talked about this matter, but he wanted to take back something that his mother had already given away in private. What kind of words would he say? So he shook his head and said:

"Although my mother has some misunderstandings, it is still a kind gesture after all. There is no reason to take it back in private. Sister Yingying is so advanced in Taoism and has seen through all kinds of human conditions. She will not take such a small misunderstanding seriously, right?"

Peach Blossom Lord was just expressing her attitude. If she really returned the bracelet, and Patriarch Shangguan shamelessly refused to return it, wouldn't she be at a loss?

So when seeing Zuo Lingquan saying this, Taohua Zunzhu put away the bracelet:

"It's good that you understand. I'm afraid that you will have wild thoughts when you see me and Yutang accept the bracelet."

"How is it possible? Sister Yingying, please don't flatter me. No matter how bold I am, there is a limit. Although I accidentally touched Sister Yingying last time..."

Before Zuo Lingquan finished speaking, he found that Taohua Zunzhu's face was slightly gloomy. He knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed his words:

"It's all a misunderstanding. I didn't take it to heart and just mentioned it casually. Sister Yingying, please don't blame me."

Taohua Zunzhu felt that Zuo Lingquan not only took it to heart, but also often recalled the feel and size of the hand, but she couldn't ask such questions, so she snorted lightly.

While the two were talking, a group of people came from the corridor.

The leader was the old man Zuo Hanlu, and next to him was an old gentleman in a Taoist robe, followed by uncles and housekeepers.

Seeing Zuo Lingquan's father, the posture of the Taohua Lord and the ancestor disappeared instantly, and she became a gentle sister-in-law, making way for him and bowing:

"Uncle Zuo."

Zuo Lingquan also made way for him and looked at the old man in surprise:

"Dad, this is..."

With a new daughter-in-law in the family, Zuo Hanlu, as a father, has been smiling from last night to today. Seeing his son and his eldest sister-in-law having a secret meeting outside early in the morning, he was slightly stunned, but he did not show any strange expression, and smiled and said:

"Miss Yingying got up really early. Lingquan, this is Mr. Wang from Daogu County, who is known as the "divine fortune teller" in the four southern counties. The wealthy families want to invite Mr. Wang to come over for business but cannot. Aren't you going to get married with Jingxun? Dad asked overnight and heard that Mr. Wang was in the county, so I invited Mr. Wang back overnight to pick a good day..."

Feng Shui Master...

Zuo Lingquan glanced casually and found that this "Mr. Wang" was not as good as his fifth brother, and his eyes were weird; but his father did this for good luck. If he asked to drive the quack away, it would definitely spoil the family's interest, so he didn't say anything.

The Peach Blossom Master was also calm as usual, and showed a look of admiration in a very intoned way:

"Hello, Master Wang."

Zuo Hanlu laughed and looked at the old man next to him:

"Mr. Wang, I heard that you are an expert in face reading. This is Miss Yingying, who just came to visit the Zuo family yesterday. Since you have met her, why don't you take a look at her?"

The Feng Shui master surnamed Wang may not have magical powers, but he is famous among the aristocratic families, and his ability to read people's expressions is definitely not bad. He immediately stroked his beard and looked at her.

Zuo Lingquan thought that the Feng Shui master was going to say something auspicious, but he soon frowned and shook his head and said:

"Alas, it's not suitable, it's not suitable..."

Hmm?

Lord Peach Blossom didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard this, his eyes clearly showed annoyance, and he almost replied: "You little brat, you dare to come out and talk nonsense after just a few years of studying Taoism, why don't you Is it appropriate?”

But when I thought about it again, I felt something was wrong. What was I thinking? How can I hope to be a good match with Zuo Lingquan...

Zuo Lingquan's thoughts were similar to Lord Peach Blossom. He was a little unhappy at first, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything. He just thought that Mr. Feng Shui was right.

Zuo Hanlu, who had already given away all the bracelets, was naturally unhappy when he heard these embarrassing words:

"Mr. Wang, please don't underestimate me. This talented man and beautiful woman, what's wrong with her?"

Mr. Feng Shui sighed for a moment, then counted with his fingers and said:

"The days are not suitable. It is Miss Tang who will be getting married in a few days. But when I look at this girl's face, there is a hint of red clouds lingering between her eyebrows. This is a sign of love! If the marriage is not completed before the beginning of spring, I am afraid that it will be a disaster. , It would be great if this marriage was for Miss Yingying..."? ?

Lord Peach Blossom and Zuo Lingquan were both stunned.

Zuo Hanlu understood the meaning, and there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he still asked pretending to be worried:

"Ah? What should we do?"

"Miss Tang's marriage cannot be moved, and Miss Yingying cannot delay it either. To eliminate this calamity, as I see it..."

Chiliwala.

The following words are self-explanatory, they are nothing more than a dragon and two phoenixes, a double happiness.

Lord Peach Blossom heard these words and felt that it was not unreasonable for this Feng Shui master to make money in the secular world. If she was just a secular sister-in-law who was a guest at Zuo's family, she might have been tricked into marrying into the family by this person.

It's a pity that Lord Peach Blossom is Lord Peach Blossom. No matter how much you believe in marriage, you can't listen to the nonsense of a secular Feng Shui master. After a few euphemistic words to think about it, he left.

Zuo Lingquan accompanied his father to choose a date together. Maybe he felt that Mr. Feng Shui's words were nice, so he secretly rewarded him with a large sum of money...——

other side.

Soon after dawn, the maids successively delivered the prepared meals to the guests' courtyards, and Tang Jingxun was naturally indispensable here.

Tang Jingxuan has a cheerful and warm personality, and he must be bored staying alone in the house. He is also curious about what Lingye and the three of them are doing at night, who are shameless.

But as a girl who was about to get married, Tang Jingxuan didn't dare to run around in her husband's house no matter how courageous she was. She even stopped nagging her dead mother-in-law and just worked as a female celebrity in the house.

Hearing footsteps coming from outside, Tang Jingxun thought it was the maid who had brought the food. She was about to get up and say hello, but in a blink of an eye, she saw the slim sister Yutang walking in from the front door carrying a tray.

Apart from Zuo Lingquan, the person Tang Jingxuan is most familiar with at home is probably Shangguan Patriarch. Seeing her old best friend who had similar thoughts, Tang Jingxuan's obedient demeanor naturally calmed down and asked:

"Mother-in-law, why did you give it to me personally..."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Jingxun saw Shangguan Ancestor sitting down at the main seat, ladling the chicken soup carefully stewed by Mrs. Zuo into a small bowl, and took a slow sip:

"Well, Mrs. Zuo's craftsmanship is so good. After staying on the top of the mountain for so many years, I have forgotten the taste."

Saying 'forgot' is actually inappropriate, because Shangguan Ancestor walked to the top of the mountain alone. In the past, no elder would get up early in the morning and make her a bowl of stomach-warming chicken soup.

Tang Jingxuan's eyes were stunned. She saw that the chicken soup her mother-in-law had stewed for her was drunk by another woman. She felt even more aggrieved than watching Ling Ye squeeze her man. She quickly ran forward and said angrily:

"You want to drink it, but can't you stew it yourself? Don't you need to eat? Why are you wasting food?"

It is true that people in spiritual practice do not need to rely on grains to survive, but the meals prepared by the elders are not simply food for satiety. How can you describe it as a waste after eating it?

Shangguan Patriarch did not put down the small bowl and said calmly:

"The marriage has been decided. We will get married on the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. There are still three days left. I have some things to tell you."

Ancestor Shangguan was sitting on the main seat, holding a bowl. His aura was already strong, and his tone of voice made him sound like a mistress giving orders to her maids.

Tang Jingxuan stood in front of him and felt something was wrong, so he sat down next to him and said dissatisfied:

"What does my getting married have to do with you? What did you tell me?"

"You have a connection with Lord Lingguang, possess the Suzaku Fire, and want to give this opportunity to Zuo Lingquan. Do you think you can just sleep on it?"

"..."

When Tang Jingxuan heard this, his fierce attitude suddenly softened, and with a flattering smile, he placed a few side dishes in front of Shangguan Patriarch:

"Good mother-in-law, you know the trick, right?"

When Shangguan Ancestor reached this position, he basically took all the opportunities he could. Even if he didn't know, he could still make a general analysis from his past experience:

"Mei Jinshui is similar to you, both are born gods, but the person who protects her is Meng Zhang. If you want to give opportunities to outsiders, Mei Jinshui's approach is to pray to the gods and let the gods send another opportunity. This is more difficult. Da, you shouldn’t be able to do it before Jade Level.”

"What should we do?"

"The other is through blood. The immortal families with special blood in history are all inherited through the blood of their ancestors. Under normal circumstances, they can bless more than ten generations of descendants. However, the blessings bestowed by heaven and earth are limited. The more people you have, the more blessings you have. , the weaker it becomes if it is shared among everyone..."

"Me...Xiao Zuo and I..."

"These fairy families, in order to concentrate their bloodlines and maintain their own strength, will only recruit wives and will not marry outside the family after giving birth to a daughter. But the fairy family's recruitment is different from that in the secular world. It must recruit good seedlings with extraordinary talents, and cannot recruit a waste to go home. "And talented seedlings are not afraid of having nowhere to go, so in order to win over talents, these aristocratic families have long developed methods of gifting their own blood based on the method of dual cultivation, such as Xuanwu Terrace."

Tang Jingxun didn't quite understand, and blinked:

"Just take a nap?"

Patriarch Shangguan really didn’t want to talk about this, but it was impossible not to talk about it, so he continued:

"What you possess is not the power of blood. It's more like you were chosen by the gods, who gave you a body that is close to that of a god. The power you can control is much stronger than that of Xie Qiutao and others. However, there are different levels of power, and the principles are the same. , this method should be feasible..."

After Shangguan Patriarch said this, he took out an ancient book from his sleeve and told Tang Jingxuan the key points of this kind of method.

It's just that although Tang Jingxun's talent is enviable to others, his heart is not in practice and he knows nothing about the path of practice. He can't understand these profound methods that even the masters on the mountain may not be able to understand.

After listening for a while, Tang Jingxun felt dizzy. He didn't know what Shangguan Ancestor was talking about, so he whispered:

"Good mother-in-law, you...why don't you teach Xiao Zuo?"

"..."

Ancestor Shangguan narrowed his eyes slightly, his meaning self-evident.

No matter how mysterious and profound the method of dual cultivation is, it cannot be separated from the basics of the compatibility of men and women. The difference is only in what postures, what intensity, and how to perform the exercises after reaching a certain progress.

Isn't it a joke to ask Shangguan Patriarch to tell a man something like "Nine deep and one shallow are a round, repeated seven, seven, forty-nine times..."?

If Zuo Lingquan pretends to be innocent and asks what nine deep and one shallow means, will she answer or not? Do you want to demonstrate?

Tang Jingxuan blinked and felt that there was something wrong with this suggestion. He thought about it and said again:

"Isn't it appropriate? How about... or when we get married, you secretly teach me in your heart? If I did something wrong, please tell me..."?

What's the difference between this and myself?

Ancestor Shangguan took a breath, even though it was the ancestor's city on the top of the mountain, he also showed a hint of annoyance. He threw the ancient book on the table and picked up the chicken soup:

"How about when the time comes, I will control your body and Zuo Lingquan's dual cultivation, and you can just watch from the side?"

"..."

Tang Jingxun sat up a little straighter, naturally not wanting to agree.

But when she thought that this matter related to Xiao Zuo's practice, she really couldn't do it. If Xiao Zuo's practice was delayed, it would be nothing more than a little regret in her heart.

Therefore, after Tang Jingxun hesitated for a moment, he lowered his shoulders and said in confusion:

"Good sister, if you want to do that, that's fine..."

Pooh!

Ancestor Shangguan was so angry that he almost poured chicken soup on Tang Jingxun and said in a deep voice:

"You can learn as long as you can, but if you can't learn, just let this matter go. If you want me to help you practice, if you really want to give him a chance, why use your body? Do you think this body of me has no chance at all?"

Tang Jingxun rarely scolded him back. He took the small bowl from the ancestor's hand, filled another bowl of soup, and said softly:

"Good sister~"

"It's useless for you to call me mother."

Shangguan Patriarch’s eyes were stern, he raised his fingers to close the door and window, and motioned to the ancient books on the table:

"Study hard for me these days. If you can't learn how to figure it out on your own, if you dare to disturb me... hmph!"

Full of threats.

Tang Jingxuan shrank his neck and had no choice but to pick up the empty bowl and serve himself a bowl of chicken soup.

"You still don't want to study hard?"

"I can't even drink the soup? My mother-in-law stewed it, and you almost finished it, and you're still being mean to me... You have such a bad temper, no wonder you've been an old girl for thousands of years..."

"..."

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Seven thousand five hundred words, although it is very short, but a few words for a character is enough to make a chapter, so it would be impossible not to write it.