The fairy is fierce

Zuo Lingquan had previously come into contact with the top Qingkui Daozhong in the cultivation path. Regardless of their age, they had all undergone various trials since childhood and were relatively mature.

He originally thought that the children of the immortal family and the rich should be like this, but after actually coming into contact with the fairies on the cruise ship, he found that there was no shortage of pampered rich young ladies.

The fairies who talked about the piano music on the cruise ship were basically the direct descendants of the mountain masters. Because of their talents and temperaments, they could not reach the top of the mountain in the cultivation path, and they could not bear the hardships of cultivation, so they were simply raised as babies. It is estimated that their Taoism was fed by their elders with natural materials and treasures.

These fairies who grew up in a greenhouse have no concept of cultivation insights. They talk about love and romance. Even if the sect has entrusted them with important tasks, they will try to get close to a rich young master, or bring home a future genius.

Because of the Luojian Mountain incident, Zuo Lingquan was targeted by many fairies, who came to chat with him and make friends with him. There was even a few widowed ladies who came over and flirted with him, saying, "Follow your aunt in the future and I will let you know what a true fairy is."

Zuo Lingquan knew the word "contentment" and had nothing in common with these people. In addition, the three wives and Xiao Lengzhu were staring at him from a distance, so he didn't even look around. He just kept a stern look and wandered around the cruise ship for a few rounds.

Zuo Lingquan boarded the ship to help Lingye out, but it was difficult to say it clearly. When the surrounding fairies asked him, he only said that he heard that an ancient famous zither had appeared here, so he came to see the excitement. He didn't get intimate with the three wives during the period.

When the cruise ship arrived at the river mouth, Zuo Lingquan said goodbye to Mrs. Xue, the host, and left the cruise ship alone; Mrs. Xue obviously wanted to win him over, and arranged a cave for him in Yuchan Palace, but Zuo Lingquan declined on the grounds that he was used to being alone.

After leaving the cruise ship, it was already early morning.

Zuo Lingquan rose and fell on the surface of Chunchao Lake like a dragonfly, and only went to Fengyue City after making sure that no one was following him.

Xie Qiutao and Jing Yan followed from a distance for fear of accidents, and only then did they meet up with Zuo Lingquan and return together.

Xie Qiutao walked on the lake as if it were flat ground, her temperament was as lively as usual, she walked backwards towards the two people, chattering:

"...That Dongfang Yunzhi is the most unruly, I used to dislike her when I was in Yingyang Fairy Palace..."

"Have you seen her?"

"No, I just heard that she wanted to learn the piano, so she invited Mr. Sanzhu to Yingyang Fairy Palace, but he didn't learn for three days and slacked off for two days, and it took him more than ten years...But Mr. Sanzhu is not that good, he plays the piano okay, but he is not arrogant, and he didn't say anything from beginning to end. If it were me, I would learn if I want to, or I don't want to, I will go away, how can a teacher accommodate students..."

...

The two chatted casually, Tuanzi squatted backwards on Zuo Lingquan's shoulder, looking at the back eagerly "coo coo coo coo coo...", probably saying: "I miss my nanny so much~"

Tang Jingxun also occasionally glanced at the lake behind him, thought for a while and said:

"Lingye and the others are here, why don't we get together?"

Zuo Lingquan naturally wanted to get together with the four wives and spend the New Year together in the same bed, but he still had to practice in the future. If he moved the ancestor out, he would lose the opportunity to be independent. He sighed:

"Now everyone's eyes are on me. If we make contact rashly, people will think of our relationship. Let's find time to get together in private."

Tang Jingxun said, maybe she felt that with the princess and the others coming, she would not have the opportunity to eat alone in the future. She quietly asked in her heart:

"Wife, are you busy later?"

The good wife didn't say anything, just sighed helplessly and silently, and then there was no movement.

Tang Jingxun smiled, looked back, and then quickened her pace:

"Tuanzi is so sleepy, let's go back quickly."

"Ji?"

Tuanzi, who was staring at the nanny, turned back blankly, wanting to say "birds don't sleep", but when he saw Jingxun's eyes, he yawned obediently and rubbed his eyes with his wings.

Soon, the three returned to the lakeside pavilion.

At the signal of the old lady's eyes, Tuanzi held Xie Qiutou's skirt dejectedly and asked her to hold him back to the room to sleep.

Xie Qiutou was not stupid either. She saw something that the little girl couldn't say, and ran away with Tuanzi in her arms with a strange look in her eyes. ♙♕  ♦♦

The pavilion is a separate courtyard for monks or literati to stay. It is not small in size. It has a tea room and a living room. The bedroom uses a bamboo couch with a gauze curtain. There is a screen with a picture of a hundred beauties inside, which is quite elegant.

Zuo Lingquan saw through Jingxun's thoughts. After entering the bedroom, he did not rush to the bed, but sat down by the tea table in the outer room, took out the books he bought, and prepared to read by lamplight at night.

Tang Jingxun closed the door silently, walked to the inner room, took out a clean blanket and spread it on the bamboo couch. When he was busy tidying up, he found that no one came to pat his buttocks, and turned his head in confusion:

"Xiao Zuo?"

Zuo Lingquan leaned against the tea table, holding the scroll and concentrating, as if reading the Spring and Autumn Annals under the moon:

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

What's wrong?

What's wrong with sleeping...

Tang Jingxuan frowned slightly, feeling that Zuo Lingquan suddenly had no tact, but as a girl, she wanted to have some fun before Lingye and the others came, but she couldn't say it out loud, so she could only hint:

"Well, it seems that the wife has nothing to do today..."

Zuo Lingquan turned the page of "The Merciless Swordsman": "Really? The ancestor has always been concerned about the people, and it's really not easy to have some free time."? ?

What's going on?

Tang Jingxuan pursed her lips, finally understanding what the stinky husband meant, didn't he just want her to take the initiative to speak...

My sister doesn't...

After Tang Jingxuan laid out the sheets, she stopped talking and sat down beside the bamboo couch tenderly. She untied her autumn skirt, revealing her rouge-colored bellyband and thin trousers.

Tang Jingxuan raised her chest slightly, looked at the reflection in the bronze mirror on the dressing table, twisted her waist slightly, looked at the plump buttocks like a big peach, slid her fingers along the voluptuous lines, and said quietly:

"Xiao Zuo, do you think I've gained weight recently?"

Zuo Lingquan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, and the mature and charming picture came into view. His heart was slightly moved, and he looked away, but he couldn't help but look at it.

After looking back and forth several times, Zuo Lingquan couldn't hold back his concern for the country and the people. He closed the book and stood up with a slight cough:

"Is there any? You can't see it because of the clothes. My husband, please take a closer look..."

Tang Jingxuan snorted secretly in his heart, showed a look in his eyes, "Is this the concentration?" He smiled and lay down, letting Zuo Lingquan get closer and take a closer look.

It's a pity that Zuo Lingquan just pushed the white moon apart, and there was some movement outside the water pavilion, and a familiar voice came:

“I enjoy the place where I live...”

Zuo Lingquan's eyes lit up, and he wanted to get up and go out, but a somewhat disappointed Jingxun hooked his waist with his leg:

"What are you doing out there? She's going to come in anyway. If you have anything to do, you can't talk about it under the covers."

In just one sentence, the bedroom door opened.

Shangguan Lingye, who was still wearing a gorgeous palace dress, walked in with light steps, folded his hands on his waist, revealing an jade bracelet, his temperament was as graceful and luxurious as ever, his eyes were not eager to reunite with Lang Jun, and were even a little cold, feeling like he was here. Raising troops to investigate.

But Shangguan Lingye walked into the room with a cold face and looked at the bed...

White jade tiger...

Pinky Dudu...? !

Even though Shangguan Lingye had experienced everything, he hadn't seen each other for so long, and when he saw such an exciting scene, his smart eyes widened a little, and he turned around quickly:

"You...sigh! It's really..."

Tang Jingxuan was lying on the bamboo couch on his side, holding his cheek with his hands, and said with a smile:

"Oh~ are you still shy, Princess Taifei? When you practiced in front of me before, why didn't I see you being so thin-skinned?"

Zuo Lingquan smiled brightly and looked behind the door:

"Bao'er, where are the princess and Qingwan?"

The blush on Shangguan Lingye's face flashed away, and after he spat in annoyance, he regained his calm expression and turned towards the bamboo couch:

"I'm a guest at Qianqiu Yuefu. It's easy to be noticed if there are too many people coming, so I came quietly."

Shangguan Lingye came closer, glanced at it, frowned slightly, lightly hooked the blanket under Jingxun's waist, sat sideways next to the bamboo couch, put his left leg on his right leg, and assumed a very queenly posture.

Tang Jingxuan looked slightly displeased when he saw her acting like a fairy who didn't want to eat anything from the world.

"Why are you pretending to be a fairy when you secretly come here to eat alone? We are all members of the same family, and no one knows who is who. If you don't lie down, you sit outside to talk..."

Shangguan Lingye remained unmoved, maintaining a condescending look and said seriously:

"Zuo Lingquan, the travel route I arranged for you doesn't include Qianqiu Yuefu, right?"

Zuo Lingquan's eyes lingered on the two daughters-in-law and said with a smile:

"I'm helping Miss Xie find the ancestral piano. I just stopped by to have a look."

"I can't stop watching. Today you are surrounded by dozens of fairies in beautiful flowers. The scene is very high-spirited. If Jiang Yi and I hadn't been in front of you, the one lying next to you right now would not be Miss Jingxun. I’m afraid you have captured Mrs. Xue’s beautiful sisters..."

Zuo Lingquan frowned: "Bao'er, I'm not happy with what you said. I saw you being made things difficult for you today, so I stepped in to calm things down, otherwise I would have appeared out of nowhere. As for the fairies, they are all unruly and willful. It’s just a young lady, I’m not interested at all.”

"Tch~" Shangguan Lingye raised his wrist and played with the heirloom bracelet in front of Jingxun:

"How do I need your help to rescue me? If I can't handle this situation, how can I take over Tiechu Mansion in the future..."

When Tang Jingxuan saw the jade bracelet, she wanted to kick Lingye off. Her eyes were slightly fierce:

"Lingye, what are you talking about? When a man saw you being bullied, he risked his identity to come to your rescue. You are not grateful and are disgusted. If you keep doing this, I will deal with you!"

How could Shangguan Lingye dislike it? His legs were weak at that time, and he wished he could say this in front of many rich and powerful nobles:

"This is my man, you idiots, how can he be worth anything?"

However, Shangguan Lingye's character would definitely not be able to express what these little fans said, let alone say it in front of Zuo Lingquan. If he did say it, he would be taken into account.

"I'm just telling the truth. I don't need his help. However, for the sake of you thinking about me, I won't talk about you this time."

Zuo Lingquan had already figured out Ling Ye's temper, nodded with a smile, picked up Ling Ye's legs and placed them on the bamboo couch:

"Okay, I'm going to waste my time today. But it's true that I helped Bao'er out of trouble today. You have to thank me, right?"

Tang Jingxuan was grateful after hearing this. His mind moved slightly, and he suddenly came up with some bad ideas. He nodded and said: Gu

"Yeah, look at Qingwan, how sincere she is every time she rewards Xiao Zuo. If you make Xiao Zuo feel sad and Xiao Zuo hurts you and doesn't say anything, I won't agree."

Shangguan Lingye came over late at night just to reward his husband. She looked hesitant, and after a moment of hesitation, she said calmly:

"Okay, I don't owe you any favors, um..."

I wanted to play the role of a vixen, but with Jingxun in front of me, Lingye had never played with his tail in front of others, so he couldn't speak.

Tang Jingxun said with a considerate smile;

"It's boring to play with your tail. As the saying goes, 'A little farewell is better than a wedding.' You and Xiao Zuo finally reunited, so today is your wedding night. As the saying goes, 'The night of the wedding, the night when the jasper breaks the melon'..."

Shangguan Lingye blinked and still didn't understand the meaning.

Zuo Lingquan naturally understood. He didn't expect Jingxun to be so... so considerate. He glanced at Lingye's perfect buttocks and coughed lightly.

"..."

Shangguan Lingye understood something from Zuo Lingquan's eyes, and his face changed slightly, as if his beauty had faded.

The fox's tail is so annoying, but...

Shangguan Lingye had seen Qingwan being tortured before, and it was frightening to see her. How could she dare to test the law with her own body? She stared at her eyes and said:

"No...eh?"

Before she could finish her words, Jingxun, who wanted to take care of her, pushed her down on the pillow.

"Oh~ are you still shy? You are so honest, even Qingwan can stand it, but you can't stand it?"

"Why don't you come? Let me go..."

…

Under the dim candlelight, Zuo Lingquan watched with a smile as the two women, who had different temperaments but were equally mature and beautiful, were fighting each other on the bamboo couch.

Jing Xun's skin is as smooth as snow, her figure is mature and plump, but her waist is as thin as a willow, making her lower body curve look like a big white peach, causing trembling ripples in every move she makes.

Lingye has a relatively tall and slender figure, with icy muscles and jade bones, and a cold appearance. His skin is like mutton-fat jade, which exudes a crystal luster under the candlelight. His gourd-like figure coupled with his innate nobility gives him a completely different look. Different flavors.

Especially at this time, Ling Ye's face turned red, trying to avoid Jing Xun's persecution. His eyes were annoyed and slightly panicked, which easily aroused the fire in Zuo Lingquan's heart.

If Lingye was really unhappy, with her jade-level skills, it would be impossible for the two of them to hold her down. She was tugging and tugging at him, obviously because she was torn between wanting to reward her husband but not daring to do such scary things.

Hmm... To put it simply, it's half-advised. Anyway, Zuo Lingquan understands it this way, so...

"Huh?! No, Zuo Lingquan, you..."

"Call sister, and I will ask Xiao Zuo to spare you..."

"hehe……"

……——

The hibiscus, gold and chrysanthemums are fragrant, and the weather is like Double Ninth Festival.

The autumn scenery in the distant village is picturesque, with sparse yellow among the mangroves.

…

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the mountains around Chunchao Lake are already filled with autumn colors, and the islands in the lake are equally beautiful.

In the Jade Toad Palace, there are hundreds of flowers blooming in the garden of a courtyard. The most eye-catching ones are the hibiscus and golden chrysanthemum.

Jiang Yi, in a flaming red dress, walked alone among the flowers, holding a picked golden chrysanthemum in her hand, torturing the delicate petals absentmindedly. All she could think about was that Zuo Lingquan suddenly appeared today and overwhelmed the audience. handsome scene.

Wu Qingwan and Leng Zhu were similar. They were meditating in the garden, but couldn't calm down. Sometimes they raised their eyes to look at the lake in the distance, obviously expecting someone to appear, even if they took another look from a distance.

However, they also knew that Zuo Lingquan was not easy to contact publicly. If they wanted to see him again after a long absence, they could only wait until the Qianqiu Yuefu incident was over and look for opportunities after leaving.

But knowing that the lover is nearby, but unable to see each other, who can bear this time that seems like years.

After Jiang Yi almost finished tossing the delicate golden chrysanthemum, she sighed softly, looked at the inside of Chunchao Lake, thought for a while and said:

"That damn girl Lingye said she wanted to ask Zuo Lingquan why he came here. Why hasn't he come back for so long?"

Leng Zhu secretly played with the red bracelet given by the Prince Consort. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and whispered:

"I don't know."

Wu Qingwan shook her head, with a look of helplessness on Rouya's cheeks:

"After two hours of questioning, how can she ask questions clearly? She is probably asking Ling Quan right now, ugh..."

"..."

Jiang Yi blinked her eyes, and the skirt of her clothes undulated visibly, and said to herself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, thirty years from Hedong, thirty years from Hexi..." Turning around, she walked to the futon and sat down, gritting her teeth.

"This foxy girl is waiting for me. If I don't let her wear a tail and dance for fun, I will take her last name!"

"Shangguanyi... it sounds pretty good... ah"

As soon as Leng Zhu muttered something, Her Royal Highness the Princess, who did not pity the maid, pressed her on her knees and raised her hand:

bang bang bang

"Princess, I was wrong, I was just joking..."

Wu Qingwan shook her head, her expression calm and calm, like a mountain fairy who had seen through the mortal world. But after sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed for a moment, she stood up again and walked towards the house.

Jiang Yi, who was holding the cold bamboo to clean up, saw this and said doubtfully:

"What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I have nothing to do, just be a dog's tail and play with it."

Dog tail?

Jiang Yi was stunned, let go of the aggrieved Xiao Lengzhu, got up and followed:

"This is a good idea. I'll help you. It's best to make it, um... it can tilt up and swing left and right."

Over the past few years, Wu Qingwan has become proficient in the craft of weapon refining and said with a smile:

"No problem, I'm sure Ling Quan will like him when he sees him."

"Well... make a bell and hang it around your neck. When you move it, it will bark... No, if you move it, it will say 'Sister Jiang Yi, Lingye knows you are wrong.' That would be interesting..."

"uh-huh……"

……——

other side.

The Qu family's cruise ship was anchored near a manor outside Fengyue City. The banquet was over and the guests from all parties dispersed one after another. Only a few distinguished guests from the Qu family stayed in the manor. Mr. Sanzhu lived in the most luxurious main courtyard.

Mr. Sanzhu was born as a palace musician in the secular world. He was very famous since he was a child. Later, he met a fellow musician in the mountain and was able to enter the immortal sect.

Achievements in Qin Dao are not the same as spiritual practice. Mr. Sanzhu's spiritual practice is not considered high. His experience in practice is, at best, like a wandering cloud and a wild crane. At worst, he is a wandering cultivator with no fixed abode.

However, there is a skill in spiritual practice, which is enough to make a living. With his extraordinary attainments in the piano, Mr. Sanzhu is able to find a place in all the wealthy families. There are countless fairies who have learned the piano skill from him. Even Yingyang Immortal Palace will ask him to be a piano master to teach their families. Miss.

With this level of status, Mr. Sanzhu's reputation is naturally not small. Among casual cultivators, he is already considered a top 'celebrity'. It is natural for him to be treated with such courtesy by the Lihe Qu family.

Boom~Boom

Under the night, the gray-haired old Confucian scholar sat alone by the piano table, plucking the music casually, thinking about the music that was about to be performed on the stage, with a hint of drunkenness on his face.

Before the song was finished, the bamboo curtain hanging in the elegant room made some waves, and an elegant man in white robe appeared near the piano platform, cupping his hands slightly:

"Mr. Sanzhu."

The old Confucian scholar stopped playing the piano, looked up, and smiled:

"Zhou Mu, Miss Dongfang asked me to come over to discuss piano music?"

Zhou Mu was polite, sat down in front of the piano table, shook his head and said:

"Yingyang Immortal Palace was offended by an outsider today. Yun Zhi was not very happy. I couldn't help it, so I wanted to come over and ask sir for a favor."

Mr. Sanzhu frowned slightly: "I teach Miss Dongfang music, and I can be regarded as half a teacher. If you have anything to say, just say it..."

"It's not a big deal. At the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was a monk from Dongzhou who would listen to Mr. Xiang's music. That man threatened to use weapons in an elegant place today. He was a barbarian from Dongzhou without any rules and etiquette. After Mr. Wang came on stage, he gave him a few lectures. It’s a matter of course..."

Mr. Sanzhu listened to Zhou Mu's words without any change in his expression, but he was a little hesitant in his heart.

With the weight of Yingyang Immortal Palace, when someone offends someone, he doesn't teach him how to be a good person in person. Instead, he comes to him as an old piano player. He can figure out the status of the other person with his toes.

As a casual cultivator, you should stay on your own and not mess with this kind of thing, but if you don't help today, the incense you have accumulated in the past will be lost.

Mr. Sanzhu's current status as a 'celebrity' depends on the face given by the wealthy families on the mountain. If these wealthy families don't look up to him, who in the world's sects and aristocratic families will give him the face of a musician?

After Mr. Sanzhu hesitated for a moment, he said with a smile:

"In elegant situations, one should use the scholar's method to discuss the superiority and inferiority. What's the difference between using harsh words and even threatening people, and becoming a barbarian? If I knew about this in advance, you would ask for an explanation even if you didn't say anything."

"Then thank you sir..."

…

Outside the manor, in the willow forest.

The beautiful woman with a flowery hairpin looked at the two people talking from a distance and shook her head slightly. She felt that this Zhou Mu was really petty and could go so far in a roundabout way just to save some face.

This matter was not considered a threat, but Zuo Lingquan didn't seem to have anything else that he needed help with... The beautiful woman with a flowery hairpin thought about it secretly for a moment, glanced at Mr. Sanzhu, then turned around and left Liulin...