The fairy is fierce

"Gujiji~gujiji..."

Red candles are like fire, decorating the wedding room with the word "happy" on it. The red silk brocade quilt is spread on the canopy bed with carved mandarin ducks. Red flowers are hung on the curtain embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns. Several golden spikes hang down. The woman in the fiery red wedding dress The woman sat obediently among them, quietly waiting for the groom. Ba Shu 69 new

The dumpling wearing a red vest rolled lazily on the mandarin duck quilt. Perhaps he was bored after waiting for too long, so he hummed an unknown folk song such as "Red Umbrella Umbrella...".

The noise from the guests in the outer house is still going on, which can be heard in the distance in the wedding room. The groom doesn't know how long it will be before he comes.

Tang Jingxun was naturally not in a hurry to get married, but the long wait and the unknown about the relationship between men and women inevitably made her more and more nervous.

Originally, she wanted Tuanzi to accompany her, but it turned out that Tuanzi was not at all considerate of her mother, and hummed beside her as if nothing was wrong. Tang Jingxun felt a little annoyed, picked up the longan and pine nuts that were pressed on the bed, and threw them to Tuanzi calmly.

"grumble?"

Tuanzi's head was smashed, and he turned over. He first looked around, then jumped to the base of Tang Jingxun's legs, tilted his head and looked through the gap under the hijab.

"What are you looking at? I'm about to get married. I don't know how to cry. I've raised you in vain for so many years..."

Tuanzi's eyes were full of confusion. It was always the daughter who cried to her mother when she got married. How could it be right for a mother to cry when her daughter got married?

But after my mother said this, Tuanzi naturally didn't dare to disobey her. He hugged Tang Jingxun with his wings and rubbed his head against his stomach, looking reluctant to give up.

With a bird by her side, the tension in Tang Jingxuan's heart naturally eased a lot. She kneaded the soft dumplings and wanted to talk to her mother-in-law from the bottom of her heart, but there was no response from her mother-in-law. She couldn't even feel it, and she didn't know. What are you doing.

"This woman is so shy...it's better to hide, so as not to cause trouble later..."

While muttering softly, Tang Jingxuan stroked the vest on Tuanzi and asked:

"Who made these clothes for you?"

Tuanzi made a few gestures with his wings, indicating that he was the ingenious Taotao, and even showed off by twirling around on Tang Jingxun's lap.

Tang Jingxuan snorted softly, picked up the pine nuts under the quilt, pushed them away and put them in the palm of his hand:

"Say, congratulations!"

"Goojigji!"

…

While teasing Tuanzi, footsteps suddenly sounded outside the quiet wedding room:

Tread

Tang Jingxuan's smile froze, her face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly pushed down the dumplings and cooked them in an orderly manner.

Tuanzi was very smart and jumped to the door to welcome the groom.

squeak

Soon, the door opened softly. ♦♦  ♦♦

Zuo Lingquan, who was half drunk, entered the room with a smile on his face, leaned over and picked up the dumplings that were waiting to be fed. After feeding him a spiritual fruit, he ran outside and bolted the door.

"grumble?!"

Tuanzi screamed in shock outside the door, and kicked the door twice with his little claws.

Tang Jingxuan sat with his hands clasped tightly and heard the voice:

"Go to your wet nurse and don't cause trouble here."

"grumble……"

With eyes full of smiles, Zuo Lingquan opened the bead curtain and walked into the back room.

Against the background of the faint red candle, Jing Xun, dressed in a red wedding dress, sat neatly between the curtains, with a rounded curve at the waist and a bulging skirt, which was very tight due to nervousness and breathlessness. Even with the hijab, she looked charming. Her figure is still hard to look away from.

As if aware of the man's scrutiny, Jingxun's cheek covered with a red hijab moved, and finally lowered her head again, clasping her hands so that her knuckles turned slightly white.

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan would not rush forward in a hurry. He picked up the scale beam placed on the desk, came to it, and gently raised his red hijab.

As the red hijab was lifted inch by inch, the supple and soft cheeks appeared in the candlelight, the almond eyes and red lips, and the skin was as white and greasy as freshly watered tofu. Even though Zuo Lingquan had been with Zuo Lingquan day and night for several years, seeing this scene at this moment, his eyes still remained Exuding surprise.

Tang Jingxuan's face turned red visibly to the naked eye. He didn't dare to make eye contact. He looked at his feet with some evasion and whispered:

"Well... the makeup that the damn bitch put on me is weird... weird and gorgeous. I can't resist her..."

"Really? I didn't expect my ancestor to be able to put on makeup. It's so beautiful."

"Yeah..."

Tang Jingxun wanted to raise his hand to touch his cheek, but felt it was inappropriate, so he didn't move.

Zuo Lingquan leaned forward slightly, looked at the bride in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Lady."

"..."

Although Tang Jingxuan was never taught cave etiquette by her mother, she had heard about the general process from her aunt in the market since she was a child. She pursed her lips and whispered:

"Ms. sir."

Changing from 'Xiao Zuo' to 'Xianggong' was just a change of title, but after she actually said it, Tang Jingxun felt that earth-shaking changes had taken place. After all, from this moment on, she completely changed from an orphan girl of the Tang family to Become a member of the Zuo family.

Tang Jingxuan blinked his eyes and couldn't help but recall the bitterness and loneliness he had experienced since birth. He smiled softly at the corner of his mouth, but couldn't help but feel a little mist in his eyes.

Zuo Lingquan felt the change in Jing Xun's eyes, took the wine glass, sat down next to him, and said softly:

"From now on, I am Mr. Xunxun. I will take care of everything. Xuanxun no longer has to worry about being bullied..."

"What if the damn bitch bullies me?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth.

Tang Jingxuan laughed, took the wine glass, and lightly bumped Zuo Lingquan with his shoulder:

"I'm older than you, so I should protect you. From now on, if anyone dares to bully you, I will help you settle the score. Even if it's a dead mother-in-law who bullies you, I will convince her and let her wash your feet. Rub your back to apologize..."

Zuo Lingquan really wanted to show his masculinity, but his wife was too tough, so sometimes he really had no choice. He smiled helplessly:

"Okay, I got it. I'll let my ancestor hear it later and drag me to the martial arts hall to practice for a few months. I can't explain it."

Tang Jingxuan held a glass of wine and passed it through Zuo Lingquan's wrist:

"She promised not to listen to Qiang Gen today. Don't worry... Just don't worry. Just leave her alone."

Zuo Lingquan knew that the ancestor would not interrupt on the night of flowers and candles, but the thought of affecting the ancestor's state of mind still made him feel like being watched by the ancestor in the bridal chamber, which was quite stressful.

But at this time, no matter how much pressure he had, he still had to give Jingxun a good night without leaving any regrets. He nodded and smiled, and drank the Xianjia aged wine specially sent by Lord Peach Blossom in one gulp.

Tang Jingxuan drank a glass of wine, and the blush on her cheeks became a little thicker. The tension eased slightly. She put down the glass, looked around, and secretly glanced at Zuo Lingquan.

Although the two of them had been lying together for a long time, Jingxun must have been nervous. Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan turned around and picked up the longan and lotus seeds under the quilt, hoping to let Jingxun relax first.

But Tang Jingxun still had very important things to do. He was afraid that if he relaxed too much, he would forget all the important things. After a moment of tangle, he raised his hand and started to untie Zuo Lingquan's belt:

"Stop picking it up, I...I don't mind it, you...you can come directly."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and held Jing Xun's hand in a funny way:

"Are you anxious?"

"No, why should I be anxious?"

Tang Jingxun quickly shook his head, shaking the hairpin on his head: "That's right, my mother-in-law told me something..."

Tang Jingxuan forced himself to calm down and briefly explained the method of obtaining natal fire.

Zuo Lingquan knew it now, and he was naturally happy. However, discussing cultivation matters on the night of flowers and candles always felt too utilitarian. He shook his head and said:

"Since it is a dual cultivation method, how can it be required that it must be done for the first time? If the woman has no experience, no matter how good the method is, it is impossible to succeed in that situation. Those practicing families will not think of this."

This inference is very reasonable, but Tang Jingxun is not at ease: "The damn lady said so, just in case... you missed it, didn't you?"

Zuo Lingquan knew that Jingxun was worried about his cultivation. After thinking about it, he leaned on the bedside and let Jingxun lean in his arms. He took out her ancient book and read it back and forth.

If there are special prerequisites for the secrets of worldly practice, they must be placed in a conspicuous place, such as 'if you want to practice this skill, you must first commit suicide', etc. It is impossible to hide it in the lines and harm people.

If there was really a first request, a reminder should be written on the first page, but Zuo Lingquan looked through ancient books and found that they were all about luck-building routes and did not mention this matter at all. The only note was that it was mentioned at the end of the volume. The meaning of the sentence "Yang Yang explodes the body, Yin Yin disperses the power, do not use this method" is easy to understand. Don't mess around with people of the same sex, it will kill people.

After a brief glance, Zuo Lingquan felt relieved and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, there is no such requirement, just feel free to be the bride tonight."

Tang Jingxun was not reassured, but Zuo Lingquan was so sure that she didn't say anything. She said softly, "Yeah." She hugged Zuo Lingquan's arm and leaned on her shoulder.

Zuo Lingquan didn't really want to worry about monkeys, but he had been craving for the white jade tiger for two years. In the past, he could only touch its head, but now he could feed the bamboos legitimately, and he couldn't help but feel a little disturbed.

Zuo Lingquan felt the touch of his arm being clamped and the faint fragrance coming from his arms. His eyes changed a little. He pulled up the big red quilt and covered it on Jingxun's shoulders. He put his hand into the quilt and said softly:

"Ancestor has been teaching you this these past few days?"

Tang Jingxuan's face turned redder, but he did not move. He opened his collar slightly, revealing the red mandarin duck bellyband underneath and the outline of an jade pendant:

"Yes. She is very fierce, forcing me to learn. She is also an old girl. I don't think she understands it herself. Her eyes are very weird when she talks..."

No matter how presumptuous Zuo Lingquan was, he would not tease his ancestor behind his back, and his subordinates were more honest.

Although it was very subtle, Tang Jingxun couldn't feel the man's pause. She frowned slightly:

"We agreed to leave her alone. Are you afraid that she will come to deal with you? How can we have a wedding?"

Seeing that the bride was dissatisfied, Zuo Lingquan smiled coquettishly and said, "My lord, I know you were wrong. Let's not talk about anything else and just do things seriously, okay?"

"Um……"

Tang Jingxun felt that Zuo Lingquan's hands were dishonest, and his body twisted slightly under the quilt, but in the end he relaxed and did not move.

Tang Jingxun, who often watched Qingwan practice in the past, could be considered a girl who had seen the world. After a little comparison, she felt that Zuo Lingquan was too gentle in front of her and not as passionate as in front of Qingwan.

Thinking of this, Tang Jingxun spoke again:

"Don't be nervous, just go with your temper. Just like... just like Qingwan, you can do whatever you like. I'm not an outsider."

Zuo Lingquan Xiu Wanwan was as enthusiastic as fire, but there were countless step-by-step preparations, and he only finished the worship in silence. How could he act carelessly? In response to this bold invitation, he just shook his head:

"What kind of outsider? If you can't handle it, just lean on it."

Tang Jingxun didn't quite believe it. She had a strong personality, and her level was similar to Lingye's. Qingwan could handle it, so why couldn't she?

When Tang Jingxuan saw Zuo Lingquan say this, he was naturally unhappy:

"Are you afraid of getting your wife here?"

Zuo Lingquan shook his head seriously: "No, you really can't bear it."

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Tang Jingxun was still excited, and then he dodged Zuo Lingquan's hand, took out Linglong Pavilion from his waist and started searching.

Zuo Lingquan was a little confused, and scratched Jingxun's face with his wet fingers:

"What are you looking for?"

"Fox tail, don't you like this the most?"? ?

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were stunned.

Normally, the yin and yang are in harmony. The ancestor is in the wrong for interrupting. He is playing a fox tail...

Zuo Lingquan felt a chill on his back. He didn't want to imagine the scene when the ancestor came over at that time. He hurriedly held Jingxun's hand:

"Uh..."

Tang Jingxun raised his eyes and felt a little aggrieved:

"What? Are you afraid of the woman coming over?"

If Zuo Lingquan dared to say yes, Jingxun might force him, so he could only say with a smile:

"Well, next time. Lingye has confiscated the fox tail. I don't have one here. I'll let Qingwan make one for you in a few days."

Tang Jingxun knew about this, so he had to give up in a huff:

"Then I'll forgive you today. If you dare to refuse next time, hum..."

Forgive me...

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes and couldn't tell who was forgiving whom. He didn't know what to say, so he simply stepped forward and blocked Jingxun's words.

Tang Jingyan kept a fierce look, but her eyes could not hide her nervousness. After kissing him for a while, she raised her hands, hugged Zuo Lingquan's neck, and slowly lay down on the pillow.

Their lips were pressed together, warm and sweet.

The dim candlelight illuminated the slowly lowered red curtain, and gradually only the shadows of two people hugging each other could be seen.

The rustling sound came from the curtain, and then paused, turning into a man and a woman whispering sweet words.

After a light "Woo!", the words stopped completely. All that could be seen in the wedding room was the golden ears hanging from the curtain, which swayed slightly without wind under the candlelight...