When Ningning woke up, the first thing she smelled was a fresh and clean soap scent.
The breath was gentle and warm, flowing across her nose and face, making her want to get closer. Ningning was half asleep and half awake, her consciousness was not very clear, and she instinctively moved forward -
But something was wrong.
Unlike usual, her face was pressed tightly against something.
It felt a little hard to the touch, and was covered with a layer of soft cloth. In the silence, Ningning could feel a throbbing force, beating back and forth.
Her mind suddenly came back to her, and she thought of the cold white moonlight last night.
Pei Ji’s face… was also cold and white.
She and Pei Ji were sleeping in the same bed.
They all drank last night. Although they were not drunk, under the influence of alcohol, they were braver than usual.
Ningning thought vaguely that it was she who was the one who made him stay in the first place.
And the phrase "Do you want to listen to your heartbeat?"
The tingling sensation that spread from her chest and overflowed into her blood seemed to still remain, gently poking her heart. Ningning blushed a little, but she couldn't suppress her joy and happiness.
She was now hugging the person she loved. He was warm and comfortable. She was clinging tightly to Pei Ji, just like leaning on a well-behaved, warm big teddy bear.
It's super, super fun.
He always gets up very early. Today the sun was already high in the sky, so it must have been noon, but Pei Ji was still lying in bed.
Ningning's heart moved, and she moved her head away from his arms and looked up.
Then, as expected, I met a pair of dark eyes.
The winter sun was chilly, shining through the window and landing on his eyes.
Because Pei Ji lowered his eyes, Ningning could clearly see his long eyelashes, which were pitch black and drooped obediently like a fan, making his pupils look dark and deep, like a whirlpool.
He didn't expect the person in his arms to suddenly look up, her eyes flickered, but she subconsciously exerted force with her wrists to hold her tighter.
"Good morning."
The quilt in winter is so warm that people don’t want to move. Pei Ji’s arms are even more comfortable and soft. Ningning likes this feeling and also raises her hands to hug his waist.
The waist is so thin, the lines are as smooth as water, and it is concave at the right place. If you press forward carefully, you can feel the hard muscles.
"When did you wake up?"
Her voice was muffled in Pei Ji's chest, and she smiled: "You haven't been moving at all, have you?"
Pei Ji's waist was touched suddenly, and his fingertips trembled slightly. Perhaps he felt itchy, and his breathing was a little disordered: "Not long ago."
This is of course a lie.
Although he woke up much later than usual due to alcohol, it was still very early, about an hour away from noon.
There has never been such a day. When he woke up from his sleep, what he faced was no longer the cold bed, but the girl he had been thinking about and admiring for a long time.
Pei Ji didn't want to wake her up or disturb her, so he just stepped back a little, lowered his head and stared at Ning Ning's sleeping form, then slowly outlined her face with his eyes and fingertips.
She was born innocent and pretty, with jade-white skin tinged with a thin layer of light pink. Even in her sleep, the corners of her lips were gently raised.
Pei Ji touched her soft lips and gently kissed the upturned corners of her mouth and the dimples on her cheeks.
After the kiss, he hugged the girl in his arms again, and in the warm winter light, he used his body to feel her softness and warmth, making her belong to him completely.
He used to practice swordplay like crazy and always felt that daydreaming was a waste of time. But now that he was with Ningning, even just holding her motionless could make him feel indescribably satisfied.
Pei Ji was willing to be obsessed with this.
"It's getting late."
Ningning yawned and poked his sunken waist through a layer of clothes: "When are you going to get up?"
Pei Ji: “…”
Pei Ji raised his right hand and touched her hair. His voice was clear, with the hoarseness that comes from waking up. Although he used a firm and irrefutable tone, it also sounded like he was acting coquettishly: "Hold me for a while longer."
*
Pei Ji was very clingy in bed, but once he got out of bed, he became a stern, cold and indifferent swordsman.
Chengying was placed outside the bedroom by him. When he saw the two men coming out, his whole consciousness began to jump around like crazy. He made excited goose calls and asked him impatiently, "Pei Xiaoji! What did you do last night? Did you lie in the same bed? Ahhhhhh!"
Since Chengying separated from his body, Ningning could also hear the middle-aged uncle's voice. Hearing the voice, she pursed her lips and smiled, touching the pure black hilt of Chengying Sword: "Guess."
Chengying couldn't guess.
Chengying is crazy.
The treatment of direct disciples and outer disciples is different. They do not have to live in collective dormitories. Each of them is given an independent small courtyard, which can guarantee each other's privacy.
Ningning thought that no one would notice Pei Ji was here with her, but just as she was about to open the door to go out, she heard a sudden knock on the door.
Ningning felt guilty and exchanged a quick glance with Pei Ji. When she saw the latter nod, she pretended nothing had happened and put her hand on the bolt.
The door opened and standing outside were Senior Sister Zheng Weiqi and He Zhizhou.
There are also two children, a boy and a girl.
"Ningning, come out and play! This is me--"
Zheng Weiqi was talking excitedly, but when she saw Pei Ji, she was stunned for a moment: "Junior Brother Pei, Junior Brother Pei?"
Ning Ning seemed to be caught doing something bad, and immediately explained in a stiff voice: "He came here not long ago to study swordsmanship with me!"
There was not a single romantic thought in her words when she spoke, but when these words fell into Pei Ji's ears, they became a faint dark fire, burning a crimson patch on his earlobe.
Study swordsmanship.
Back in Galan, Ningning once jokingly mentioned the "Rain and Wind Sword Technique". He was confused at the time and thought it was a serious sword technique. He told her very seriously that they could study it together in the future.
Thinking about it now, I feel so embarrassed that I blush.
Zheng Weiqi was a stubborn person. She just smiled and said "Oh" without thinking too much.
Ning Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to change the subject when she heard the little girl next to the senior sister curiously ask, "Big brother came here not long ago, why are there no footprints in front of the door?"
Ningning was stunned by the question in such a childish voice. She felt a heat rising from her heart to her face.
"I came early in the morning and the snow was already there."
Pei Ji took on this difficult question for her, holding the sword and said calmly: "Senior Sister Zheng, who are these two people?"
After Zheng Weiqi's introduction, Ningning finally realized that the two children were the children of her cousin Qiu Baishuang.
"My cousin and his wife came to Xuanxu to attend the Fairy Spirit Meeting - that's the one where the great minds in the cultivation world come to chat at the end of every year."
Zheng Weiqi patiently explained: "The Fairy Spirit Meeting will not end until the evening, and we can't bring these two little guys in to join in the fun. I happened to be in Xuanxu, so my cousin and his wife handed them over to me."
As she spoke, she touched the little girl's head and laughed out loud: "This girl's name is Qiu Qiu, and her nickname is 'Qiuqiu'; her brother takes their mother's surname, and his name is Gulu, and we all call him 'Gulu'."
The naming skills of these parents are simply unrivaled. Ningning suspects that if there is a third child, he might be named with the single word "滚", which can be put together into a sentence like "球球咕噜滚".
It sounds like a loving family. The only thing to consider is whether to call him "Gu Gun" or "Qiu Gun" - after all, no matter which one, it doesn't sound like someone from the world of the living.
There are many scenic spots in Xuanxu Sword Sect, but the two children are both under ten years old and have no interest in famous mountains and rivers. Their greatest fun in winter is making snowmen and having snowball fights.
He Zhizhou especially liked children and was very excited: "Come, watch me build an imperial city for you!"
Qiu Qiu, as the older sister, is already seven or eight years older. This was an outgoing little girl with an oval face and big eyes. Her rosy little face was half-hidden by the white fluff on her cloak. Her eyes lit up when she heard the words and she clapped expectantly.
My younger brother Gulu was only five years old. He was wrapped into a ball in heavy clothes and looked like a round bean sprout. He was much more shy and followed Zheng Weiqi closely, looking around with some curiosity.
"I heard that Junior Brother He is very good at writing poetry."
Zheng Weiqi said: "It's snowing heavily right now, why not write a poem."
When He Zhizhou had nothing to do, he would occasionally recite poems and compose essays with his fellow disciples. The reason why Ningning was able to confirm his identity as a time traveler was because this man recited a familiar poem.
She originally thought that He Zhizhou would say something like "Thousands of pear trees are in bloom" or "The snow is less fragrant than plum blossoms", but she didn't expect him to snort and laugh, toss his hair, and speak loudly:
"It looks white from a distance, and white from a close distance. It is water that cannot be drunk, and it is ash that cannot be warmed."
Ningning: “Huh?”
"Ning Ning and Pei Ji held hands, and I walked behind them like a dog."
He Zhizhou was in a poetic mood, and he became more and more excited as he spoke: "Two little friends came, their names are Xiao Gu and Xiao Qiu."
When Qiu Qiu heard his own name in the poem, he felt extremely honored. He stretched out his chubby hands and clapped his hands vigorously: "Brother, you are awesome!"
"Hey, thank you for the compliment!"
He Zhizhou smiled and said, "As long as you study hard and practice diligently, you can become like me in time."
Ningning shook her head wildly for Qiu Qiu in her heart.
No, no, no, I'd better not become like you, Brother He!
Children are particularly interested. Qiu Qiu was so excited that he said, "I don't want to make snowmen anymore... I want to write poetry!"
She was excited and expectant, and her soft voice could not help but rise: "Brother He, do you have any poetry books to read in your room?"
The answer is of course no, there are only a bunch of strange sword manuals.
He Zhizhou suffered from the torture of ancient Chinese literature and poetry during his nine years of compulsory education. After finally coming to the world of cultivation, he had long forgotten the romantic and romantic life of those literati and poets.
But he couldn't spoil the girl's fun, so after thinking for a while, he clapped his hands and said, "Come on, I'll take you to learn poetry!"
Ning Ning always felt that he didn't look like a bookworm, so she laughed when she heard this: "You really bought a lot of poetry books?"
"How can that be possible?"
He reached out and picked Qiu Qiu up, saying, "Let's go to Lin Xun's courtyard. Doesn't he love poetry and painting the most?"
He Zhizhou lowered his head and looked at the timid little boy not far away: "Do you want to go, Gulu?"
Gulu shook his head.
He wants to build a snowman.
"Then I'll take her away."
He Zhizhou had a childlike temperament and always got along well with children. He held Qiu Qiu in his arms a little higher, trotted forward on the snow, and raised his voice: "Hold on tight - we're taking off, fly, fly, fly, fly -"
"Junior Brother He," Zheng Weiqi sighed as she watched him walk away, "You are indeed a young man, you are full of energy."
After she expressed her feelings, she subconsciously looked at Gulu beside her.
Compared to his sister, this child is obviously much more reserved. Gulu's personality is unlike his parents. He is too gentle and shy. He gets shy easily and is especially afraid of strangers. Even Zheng Weiqi can't get familiar with him.
He was concentrating on making a snowball. Ningning, who was squatting on the ground beside him, supported her face with her right hand and said with a smile: "What kind of snowman do you want to make, Guru? Sister will help you."
The little boy looked at her timidly, his black eyes like two round grapes.
He was cold, and his chubby face was stained pink, like a soft ball, making people want to rub it.
This is sooooo cute.
Ningning resisted the urge to give a bear hug and couldn't help grinning. She felt that at this moment she must look like a weird aunt with bad intentions.
Gulu paused, lowered his head as if nervous, and after a while he moved his right hand and stretched it in front of Ningning.
The child held a ball of white snow in his hand, which he had crumpled into a strange shape. Ningning was trying to figure out what it was when she heard him whisper, "Huahua, give it to sister."
Ningning was stunned for a moment.
The voice was so soft that it felt like the eardrums were falling on cotton. Ningning felt like her heart was about to melt at the cuteness.
"Pei Ji, come here quickly."
After thanking him, she took the flower, hooked her finger at Pei Ji, and then smiled at the boy and said, "This brother is very good at making snowmen. You can ask him to teach you."
So the big brother who looked cold and fierce and the beautiful and gentle sister started to build a snowman with him.
Pei Ji always looks cold. Although he doesn't like to talk when facing children, his eyes become softer unconsciously.
Zheng Weiqi thought Gulu would be afraid of him, but unexpectedly Pei Ji retracted his sword spirit and squatted down gently. Until his clear boyish voice sounded, the child did not show any resistance.
That's right.
Back then in Goose City, that group of kids only favored him. This guy seemed to have a magical power to please children. Even though he looked so fierce, many adults didn't dare to approach him.
Zheng Weiqi was dragged by Ningning to play in the snow. In the interval between her wild thoughts, she heard Ningning ask softly, "Senior Sister Zheng, what are you thinking about?"
Her frozen brain didn't react, so she told the truth: "Oh, I was thinking... if you two have children in the future, it should be like this."
Uh oh.
Zheng Weiqi finally realized what she had said. She looked up hastily and saw two faces that had suddenly turned red.
Ning Ning recovered first, looked up at Pei Ji for a moment, and replied with a smile: "I think so."
Pei Ji is still blushing. Why is he even more shy than Ning Ning now? Tsk tsk.
Pei Ji didn't respond, but held the child's hand and taught him how to make a snowball.
His expression was indifferent, but his heart had already begun to beat violently and irregularly. If he and Ningning had a child -
Happy like a dream.
But he heard that giving birth was very painful, and he didn't want her to suffer, so he would rather find a way to transfer all the pain to himself.
The four people worked together to build a snowman which was quickly completed.
Gulu was young and weak, and couldn't stand the cold for too long. Ningning saw him yawning and suggested, "Why don't we go to the kitchen and make him some hot food or snacks?"
When the child heard about food, his black eyes immediately lit up as if little stars were falling.
"The snow on the ground is too thick," she touched the boy's head, "Let Brother Pei Ji carry you, okay?"
Gulu doesn't like being touched and will most likely refuse.
Zheng Weiqi was about to explain, but she saw her nephew open his arms and responded obediently: "Hug me."
--hateful! Clearly, she had given Gulu snacks for seven consecutive days just to hug him! Pei Ji, this evil guy!
Pei Ji had never held a child before, so he could only follow his memory and imitate He Zhizhou's previous posture.
His movements were clumsy, and his palm fell on the boy, like hugging a warm cloud.
Ningning taught him while smiling: "You should hold it like this - put your hands here. OK, stand up."
Pei Ji has a clean soapy scent on his body, which is neither astringent nor greasy, and is particularly pleasing. The child buried his fair and tender face in the crook of his neck, and rubbed it comfortably, as if he liked it very much.
"If you feel bored, try telling him a story."
Ning Ning caught a glimpse of the slight red on the boy's earlobe and smiled slowly, "Aren't you good at telling stories?"
"……Um."
Pei Ji adjusted his posture awkwardly, moved his right hand up along the child's back, and touched his soft black hair: "Let's tell a story, do you want to listen?"
Gulu nodded obediently.
Zheng Weiqi: …
She thought of the poem that He Zhizhou had read.
Ningning and Pei Ji walked side by side, holding Xiao Gu in their arms, with a dog following behind them.
She couldn't stay with these three people.
*
He Zhizhou never expected that there would be someone in Lin Xun's room.
Xiaobailong is an introvert by nature. Apart from a few disciples of Tianxianzi, he doesn't seem to have much interaction with other people. However, when he and Qiu Qiu walked to the door, they actually heard a soft female voice.
Woman! Lin Xun! Mars is hitting the Earth! Guan Gong fights against aliens!
The scene was really unbelievable. He Zhizhou knocked on the door and the conversation in the room came to an abrupt end.
Lin Xun's voice revealed a hint of nervousness: "Come in."
When two people, one big and one small, pushed the door open and walked in, He Zhizhou finally saw the scene in the room clearly.
Lin Xun sat at the table, looking reserved and uneasy; opposite him sat a familiar looking girl, who looked gentle and quiet. When their eyes met, she said "hello" with a blushing face.
She looks so shy, like a female version of Lin Xun.
He Zhizhou finally remembered her identity, it was Yunduanyue from Liuming Mountain.
He was surprised for a moment: "Why is Junior Sister Yun here?"
Moreover, Yun Duan Yue rarely spoke to others, but she actually said "hello" to him!
"She, she, she... her family came to Xuanxu to attend the Fairy Spirit Meeting, and they happened to meet me."
Lin Xun knew Yunduanyue's habits, and quickly took over the conversation for her: "Senior Sister Yun brought a small gift for all of us, but she hasn't had time to give it to everyone yet."
He Zhizhou nodded in understanding and explained his purpose to him.
Xiao Bailong has always had a good temper: "Of course no problem! Just take her to my study room - Senior Sister Yun, do you want to go and take a look?"
Finally, the four of them went to the study together.
Lin Xun was born in the Dragon Palace. He was influenced by both literary and military strategies since childhood, and writing poetry and prose was naturally one of them. In addition, he likes quietness and doesn't like to play outdoors. When he is alone at home, he often takes out a book to read.
"Don't worry, I'll help you see which books are suitable for children."
After Lin Xun finished speaking, he began to flip through the books. Qiu Qiu couldn't calm down and also walked around the room.
She was small and could only see the lower bookshelves. She was looking around with curiosity when she suddenly saw a large, strange-looking book.
The book was very thick, bigger than her entire face, and it curled up quietly in the corner, looking like a silent giant. Qiu Qiu found it interesting and pulled it out with great effort.
Somehow, when he caught a glimpse of her from the corner of his eye, Lin Xun at the other end of the room suddenly turned around, and when he saw the book in her hand, he became even more flustered: "Wait, Qiu Qiu! This book can't--"
It's a pity that I couldn't finish this sentence.
The girl had already opened the title page and pulled it hard the moment he spoke.
What comes into view are patches of white snow.
It turned out that it was not a book, but a small box that was made in the shape of a book on the outside but was actually hollow on the inside. At this moment, the box was suddenly opened, wind rushed in from the window, and the white papers in the box fell all over the floor in an instant.
Lin Xun opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, and a flush suddenly appeared on his face.
"What's this?"
He Zhizhou was no less curious than Qiu Qiu. He squatted down, picked up one of the cards, and subconsciously read out: "Ahem, Senior Sister Yun——"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized something was wrong.
He Zhizhou laughed awkwardly, put the letter back where it was, and looked up at the two people not far away.
Lin Xun's face was so red that it seemed like blood was about to drip out. A layer of watery color spread across his amber pupils, and even his eye sockets were red.
Although Yun Duan Yue didn't know what was on the paper, she could tell from his expression that she understood most of it and her face suddenly turned red.
A heavy, indescribable atmosphere spread in the study.
Suddenly, a clear child's voice sounded. Qiu Qiu looked at one of the papers and read it word by word: "Senior Sister Yun, the autumn weather is high and the leaves in Xuanxu Forest have turned mostly red. I sincerely invite you to visit my sect. I will certainly - why is there nothing after that?"
She couldn't understand the atmosphere between the adults, and when she heard no sound around her, she thought that the older brothers and sisters were listening to her reading carefully.
The little girl was encouraged and took out another one below.
"Senior Sister Yun, I saw a beautiful tabby cat today. It's very cute. You will definitely like it. If you have time, why not come to Xuanxu to take a look. I will do my best to be a good host."
Qiu Qiu scratched his head: "Who is this 'Senior Sister Yun'? If my brother sent the letter to her, why did he return to this study?"
Lin Xun was almost dying of embarrassment.
He and Senior Sister Yun had similar personalities and interests, so they often exchanged letters, discussing everything from poetry to life ideals.
He didn't know when it started, but he suddenly wanted to see her very much, and sometimes he even saw her in his dreams.
So Lin Xun tried to write a letter to invite her, but as he wrote, he tried all kinds of ideas and from summer to deep winter, but he never had the courage to send it to her.
Qiu Qiu couldn't figure out the question, and with confusion in his eyes, he picked up the next one.
The moment he saw the contents of the letter, even this little kid couldn't help but smile.
"Senior Sister Yun, I wonder if you can come to Xuanxu when you have time."
She pursed her lips, and then her smile deepened: "Hey, I missed you so much."
Wow.
He Zhizhou wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, so he could only forcefully suppress the corners of his mouth and let out a pretentious cough.
“No, it’s not.”
Lin Xunyu cried, lowered her head and clutched her clothes tightly, her voice was too soft, and she trembled unconsciously: "I... I didn't, I didn't write that 'hehe', I was very serious... I wanted to tell you."
The two of them seemed to be competing to see how far a person could blush. Yun Duanyue did not dare to look at him and replied in a low voice, "...Yeah."
She paused, her voice as quiet as a mosquito's buzz: "I was originally going to go back to my mother's home with my mother. This time I came to Xuanxu, and I begged my father for several hours... before he agreed to let me come."
So it’s not a matter of “naturally coming here to play with the family”.
This is Yunduanyue's own wish. She wants to come here and also wants to see someone.
He Zhizhou felt that there was definitely an irrepressible smile flashing across Lin Xun's eyes.
Damn it, he can’t stay around these two people.
*
It was almost evening when Qiu Baishuang and his wife Fairy Yunshang came out of the Xuanxu Main Hall.
To ensure absolute safety, both children carried magical tools that could help them determine their exact location.
My daughter Qiu Qiu is in the pavilion in the center of the lake.
The mysterious scene on a snowy day is like a fairyland. The lake surface is frozen like a mirror, and clouds and mists are rising up from all directions, lingering leisurely, making the pavilion in the middle of the lake look like a palace in the sky.
Qiu Qiu was holding a scripture in his hand, and He Zhizhou was standing behind him. Both of them had their backs to Qiu Baishuang. He could not see their expressions, but could hear some conversation.
"Has Qiuqiu learned to write poetry?"
He Zhizhou was full of energy and said: "Come on, why don't you recite a poem right now and let me see what you have learned!"
“I’ve learned it!”
Qiu Qiu was also very proud and confident: "Then, then I will... I will talk about my mother!"
Fairy Yunshang is a well-known beauty in the world of cultivation and has received countless poems, most of which are flattering. This is the first time that her own child has written one.
"Alas, Qiuqiu really kisses you more."
Qiu Baishuang whispered in secret, and said with a smile: "Daddy is unhappy, and mother has to compensate."
Fairy Yunshang glanced at him angrily, but the corners of her mouth raised in an arc.
Qiu Qiu over there has already started to compose a poem: "Oh - Ode to My Mother!"
Qiu Baishuang and his wife listened attentively with smiles on their faces, and joked: "This poem should be recorded carefully and framed in our study."
Soon I heard my daughter reciting loudly:
"They always force me to go to school, and cooking is like arsenic poison."
There was something wrong with Fairy Yunshang's expression.
Qiu Baishuang's face went from smiling to trembling with fear, while Guaibao, who was not far away, continued to speak loudly:
"After eating a bowl of soup, um, that... my father fell to the ground and died!"
Children should be disciplined from a young age.
This poem was like a spell. When she finished reading it, her father was dead, her mother was angry, and Qiu Qiu was destined to cry and not sleep tonight.
Fairy Yunshang's face turned pale and blue. Qiu Baishuang comforted her to calm her down and secretly felt lucky that the poem was not called "Ode to Dad".
"I got the feeling! I can also sing a song called "Watching the Snow at the Lakeside Pavilion with Brother He"!"
Qiu Qiu followed the rhyme and jumped up and down in excitement. What he said was half a mystery:
“The sky and earth are white, and the white clothes are made into makeup.
Heavy snow fell——"
"Look, our daughter is so wonderful! This poem is lively and cheerful, and it makes people like it very much."
Qiu Baishuang was comforting her Taoist companion beside her in a gentle voice when she heard Qiu Qiu pause on the other side, as if he was considering his next words.
As soon as he finished speaking, a childish voice rang out: "It's just like my mother putting arsenic in her cooking!"
Qiu Baishuang: ...
What do you mean by "learned"? This is completely useless! How obsessed are you with the food your mother cooks, girl!
——Although it is indeed unpalatable!
Fairy Yunshang didn't want to pay any attention to the two literati from the Lakeside Pavilion. After rubbing her head and stamping her feet in anger, she decided to go somewhere else to find Gulu first.
Gulu, Ningning and Zheng Weiqi stayed in the tea room drinking tea together.
Look how well behaved this child is!
Fairy Yunshang thanked him and held Gulu in her arms. Qiu Baishuang looked around and asked curiously, "Strange, why don't I see Junior Brother Pei? I remember he had a good relationship with Fellow Daoist Ning."
Hearing Pei Ji's name, the child looked up from his mother's arms and replied softly with a smile: "Brother Pei Ji said that the time is up and he is going to be a prostitute."
Make a duck?
Fairy Yunshang was stunned.
Is this a literal or metaphorical meaning? If this is meant literally, all disciples of the immortal sect will practice fasting, so they should not need to eat, right? Is that the extended meaning?
She asked tentatively: "Disciples of the Xuanxu Sword Sect...will they also do this personally?"
"yes."
Ning Ning smiled and said, "Although Xuanxu is an immortal sect, practicing swordsmanship is very expensive. I have no choice but to rely on him."
Although those who practice fasting generally practice fasting, the New Year is all about the pleasure of food. Most of them are poor and cannot afford big meals every day. Thanks to Pei Ji who can cook, they can save a lot of money.
No money...so I rely on him?
Fairy Yunshang was horrified: "Does your master have any objections?"
What advice does Master have? Does the world of cultivation also have the old idea that "a gentleman should not cook", and thinks it is beneath one's dignity for a sword cultivator to cook?
The old dregs are not to be kept. Ning Ning quickly shook her head: "Master agrees with him doing this. If it weren't for Pei Ji, I'm afraid that a group of people in our sect would have nothing to eat."
——It turns out that the source of all these tragedies was because Pei Ji was instigated by Tian Xianzi! Xuanxu Sword Sect, what a cruel and cruel sect this is!
Fairy Yunshang was so shocked that she just wanted to throw her head to the ground and tightly grasped the wrist of her husband beside her.
The innocent boy endured layers of humiliation just to feed a group of hungry masters and fellow apprentices. For example, Tian Xianzi is no longer as glorious as he used to be in her heart, and he can't even be called a complete person, but a big-headed giant baby who is sucking blood tirelessly!
While they were talking, a slender figure covered in snow walked in from outside.
Pei Ji came here from the kitchen, feeling cold all over. The snow and water melted away all the smell of fireworks. Ning Ning ran towards him quickly: "You finished it so soon?"
"Um."
His tone was somewhat helpless, and his dark eyes were filled with a gentle glow: "Don't touch it, it's dirty."
After all, there is a smell of oil smoke in the kitchen.
Fairy Yunshang's heart was completely broken.
How she wanted to tell the poor child: No! You are not dirty at all! What’s dirty is the seemingly righteous Xuanxu sect, and the world as filthy as the quagmire around you! You are very clean, very, very clean, especially your heart which is as clear as crystal!
"What's so dirty about this?"
Ning Ning ignored his evasion and stood on tiptoe to brush away the falling snow on the boy's head. Seeing that his white jade face was red from the cold, she rubbed Pei Ji's face with her palm to dispel the coldness from his body: "Is this warmer?"
"Wow, why are there so many people here?"
He Zhizhou brought Qiu Qiu back, grinning with joy: "Xuanxu is so lively today, and there is so much laughter in the teahouse. Gulu is my little cotton-padded jacket, and Qiu Qiu is also a good baby."
This guy is crazy! He's going crazy! His speech has become obviously abnormal!
Fairy Yunshang shuddered, and saw Ningning whisper something to him. Then He Zhizhou smiled even more deeply and nodded, "Great! Pei Ji finally goes to be a duck again! I'm counting on it to survive!"
He paused, then continued, "When you have time, you can teach me and Junior Brother Lin Xun some experience. We can't rely on you alone to support us. It will definitely be much easier if we work together."
Fairy Yunshang was confused.
This, this, this, this can actually impart experience and develop downlines. Disciples of Tianxianzi have all gone into the sea and fallen! The Xuanxu Sword Sect can still continue to operate despite being so poor, it really is... really strong in spirit despite its disability!
When Qiu Qiu saw his mother, he happily went forward to hug her. He Zhizhou followed her movements and saw the extremely horrified face of Fairy Yunshang.
Although this metaphor is not quite appropriate, the way she looked at Pei Ji was as if she was gazing at a heroic mother who was constantly striving for self-improvement.
He Zhizhou scratched his head: "City Lord and Lady, would you like to try the roast duck made by Pei Ji? He is very good at it and we all like it very much."
Made roast duck.
Oops, it turns out I made a mistake.
Fairy Yunshang took her daughter's hand and replied in a daze, "Oh... OK."
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A lot of people want to see the children and social anxiety groups! If I write directly about their two children, the time span will be too long, hahaha. This will probably be the way they get along when they have a baby.
There should be other extra chapters that many people have mentioned, such as [Pei Ji's childhood coming to Xuanxu] and [Newlyweds]. If you have any more ideas, I will add more. You are welcome to leave a message!
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