Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 375: Happy Years (2)

The wind died down a little, and the snow was endless.

The morning glow comes through the fog.

The magnificent courtyards on the mountainside appear exceptionally quiet and peaceful.

The snow in front of each household has been cleared clean... There are not many people living here now.

Zeng Nian Ke would occasionally be away from the city, and would come over to stay with Shen Mo.

Qixiu often comes back, and Xianning has also been living here recently.

In the courtyard where Qingci and Liu Pan lived, the four of them sat around a stone table, eating noodles and chatting.

Liu Pan was dressed in plain white training clothes, with bright eyes and white teeth and a sweet smile. She used chopsticks in her slender hands to stir the clear soup noodles in the bowl and talked about the recent unusual movements and rumors among the disciples in various sects.

Li Qingci seemed to have become like Qinghuan, not eating noodles, not speaking...

She just looked at Qinghuan and Zhao Qing quietly with a smile in her eyes.

At this moment, Zhao Qing felt like... accompanying Qinghuan back to her parents' home for a free meal.

"Qing." After Pan'er finished telling about the disputes among the disciples in the city, the beautiful woman called out with a light smile.

Zhao Qing smiled, his eyes turning from the girl's pretty face to Li Qingci: "Sister, why don't you eat?"

The beautiful woman stretched herself a little and chuckled, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I don't feel too hungry now."

"From what Xian Ning said, your cultivation has made considerable progress?"

Zhao Qing considered it for a moment and nodded slightly. "It can't be considered as improvement, but my status is a little higher than before... Cultivation in the clan is almost the same as being an official. Sister should understand."

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes were smiling, and she lowered her delicate head to eat noodles. There was still blood on her lips, but she drank it with the clear soup.

Li Qingci glared at his daughter unhappily, then laughed and said, "How could I understand being an official?"

"I've read a few volumes of scriptures and still don't quite understand them... Anyway, as long as my family is safe, that's all that matters."

"I saw many flying boats coming to congratulate you on your journey, so I took some time to steam some meat buns and smoke some pork trotters, and asked Pan'er to freeze them with talismans."

"You'll all take them with you later."

When Zhao Qing heard this, his expression instantly became even happier.

"That's perfect. I've been too lazy to cook at home lately, and I'm tired of the food in the kitchen. I have to rely on Ning'er to buy food and bring it back when she goes out..."

Liu Pan ran to the west wing with a smile and used the storage ring to pack up the food that her sister had prepared over the past two days.

Zhao Qing continued to talk and laugh: "In the early days, Shuyue would make some smoked venison, but she doesn't do that anymore."

"Sister, if you have more free time, you can ask Pan'er to hunt down two of those sika deer in the mountains..."

Li Qingci's eyes lit up: "Okay, wait until sister prepares the deer feast for you, then just come down the mountain and eat."

After saying that, she glared at Qinghuan fiercely again.

Qing Huan looked back at her sister and said with a smile, "I don't know how to cook, and the master has long been tired of it."

The beautiful woman glanced at him coldly and turned her head away.

She naturally knew that monks didn't eat much, and even Pan'er wouldn't be in any trouble if she went hungry for a few days...

Qinghuan took out the scriptures from the storage ring and handed them to her sister for inspection.

"This was left by Abbot Daoxin. Shuyue just copied it last night."

"Some are for my sister, and some are for Huiguang and Chengyuan."

Li Qingci was not surprised. He took it, flipped through it twice and said with a smile, "Shuyue's handwriting is much neater and more elegant than Xiaoyi's. I don't even recognize some of Xiaoyi's writing."

"Is this volume for me?"

"Bald donkeys are actually quite nice..."

Zhao Qing nodded with a smile. Dao Xin was indeed a very nice person to his family.

"Are you going to deliver books this time?"

"I thought there was really no food at home, so you came here to beg for money~"

Zhao Qing smiled at the girl who briskly walked out of the room. After taking the storage ring containing the meat buns and pork knuckle, he casually said, "Let's take Qinghuan back for a walk. We happened to miss the New Year celebration, so we'll take advantage of these two days to travel around."

The beautiful woman placed her own scroll beside her, then handed the rest to Qing Huan and asked with a smile, "Are there only the two of you?"

A hint of cleverness flashed across Qinghuan's phoenix eyes, and she chuckled without saying a word.

Li Qingci understood instantly, looked at Zhao Qing with a smile and complained about his daughter: "What's the point of hanging out with this stubborn donkey?"

"Qing, you're really busy. I'm afraid you couldn't stand her temper halfway through and threw her into the river."

Zhao Qing gently rubbed Qing Huan's cheek: "If you can't stand her, just throw her in the snow and let her freeze."

"It's okay~ the little hoof is resistant to the cold."

"Qing, come here."

The beautiful woman pulled Zhao Qing with one hand and her daughter with the other, and walked quickly towards her bedroom.

Liu Pan knew what they were going to do. He smiled secretly and walked briskly in front of the three of them, then went to his sister's bedroom to look through the closet.

In the spacious and bright bedroom.

The stove was blazing hot, and the wood chips flew around with a crackling sound.

The quilt was neatly folded on the huge bed. There was only an old scripture on the bedside, and the yellowed pages were rolled up and trembling slightly.

There was nothing on the table in front of the window...

Li Qingci leaned over lightly, pushed Pan'er's slender hands away, and took out two sets of clothes from the closet.

With a flick of her bare hands, she spread it neatly on the bed, and said with a smile, "I'll alter this gauze shirt for you. Try it on later."

"This one Qing is wearing, I went to the city to find Zhuangzi and others to make it. Would you like to try it on too?"

The clothes in front of me——

She was wearing a wide-sleeved gauze shirt with a bluish-white color.

The other one has an ink-and-wash pattern, and is also a wide-sleeved robe with a front opening.

I made clothes again...

Zhao Qing picked up Qinghuan's piece and looked at it. The stitches were extremely tight and the embroidery was very exquisite.

This was even more true for the one I owned. The mountains and rivers on the brocade looked like splashed ink. It was obvious that my sister had put a lot of effort into it privately.

He looked back at the beautiful woman's eyes full of expectation, chuckled and sighed, "It's much prettier than what Qinghuan wears. She always wears such long sleeves that fly around..."

"Next time, sister wants to make clothes, call Shuyue to come and help."

"She and Qinghuan lived in the town a few years ago, and they often went to other people's homes to help cut cloth."

Gu Qinghuan still looked at his master and sister with a smile, without saying a word, like a mute.

The beautiful woman glanced at Qing Huan, shook her head and smiled, "No need, I've been tired lately too. I'll finish making Ning'er and Xiaoyi's clothes and then I'll take a rest."

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Zhao Qing brought Qinghuan and stayed at his sister's house for more than half an hour.

Before the morning mist in the mountains had dissipated, the blood jade boat had already left Shouyun Mountain.

Qinghuan was wearing new clothes and looked at her master with extremely passionate eyes.

She did not steer the jade boat, but let it float above the mountain swamp.

He leaned into his master's arms.

Zhao Qing embraced her delicate body and leaned against the soft couch. While gently helping her straighten her sleeves, he asked with a puzzled smile, "Why, you don't know where to go first?"

Qing Huan whispered, "Master, why did you suddenly think of taking Qing Huan out for a trip alone?"

Zhao Qing:?

He casually responded with a smile: "I just want to hear a few more words from you."

Qing Huan placed her delicate head on her master's chest and asked softly, "Master, are you worried about Qing Huan's state of mind?"

"Why should I worry about you?" Zhao Qing stopped rubbing Qinghuan's hair and instead lifted her delicate jaw line, forcing her to look up and look at him.

Following the master's fingertips, Gu Qinghuan raised her cheek, her phoenix eyes full of smiles, and she even tried... to rub her master's fingers with her white and slender neck.

"Then I took matters into my own hands and took my master on a tour of the State of Chu..."

Zhao Qing smiled and looked into Qinghuan's eyes, knowing that she had already made careful arrangements in her mind.

He tilted Qing Huan's chin and smiled and asked, "Where are we going first?"

The woman pursed her red lips, her eyes flickering, as if she was thinking about something.

After a long while, he said softly, "Drive the spirit boat to Tianshui."

"After reaching the vicinity of the Lan River, I retreated into the countryside to purchase a fine horse. I rode with my master to Jiaoping to find the chivalrous scholar Yan Qing to deliver the scriptures. Afterwards, we headed to Heyang..."

The blood jade spirit boat roared past the sky above Danxia, ​​stirring up the flowing clouds.

In the Jade Boat Pavilion.

Gu Qinghuan quietly boiled water and brewed tea, then knelt lightly in front of her master, staring at him with a smile, without saying a word.

Seeing Qing Huan teasing her...

Zhao Qing felt helpless.

He took off Qinghuan's spiritual ring, found a makeup mirror and lip rouge from it, and placed them neatly on the table.

Then he sat down beside Qing Huan, roughly pressed her into his arms, held her jaw, and began to try to apply rouge...

Qinghuan's phoenix eyes trembled slightly, and she looked at the face in the mirror quietly, allowing her master to put on makeup for her.

Even if... the more you make yourself look, the uglier you become.

After a cup of tea, Zhao Qing's movements became slower and slower.

at last.

He put down the rouge in his hand, ruffled the woman's hair, took the damp and hot towel and said with a smile: "Redo your makeup yourself."

Gu Qinghuan carefully examined her face in the mirror, chuckled, and said, "If the master is not satisfied, Qinghuan will go and wash it clean, and the master will redo it."

Zhao Qing lay comfortably on the small couch: "I remember when we first met, you were very graceful and generous, not at all like the quiet and reserved you are now."

"Staying by the master's side doesn't require words..." Qing Huan replied softly, then turned to wipe her cheeks in front of the mirror.

After removing all the rouge and makeup, her face looked even more beautiful and gentle than before.

Her messy hair fits her fair cheeks, her eyebrows are as light as smoke, and her pink lips are moist and delicate.

A teardrop mole beside the smiling phoenix eyes makes people feel pity.

Zhao Qing looked at her quietly and said softly, "Xiaoyi and Ning'er both have close friends, and Shuyue will tell me anything she wants..."

"I'm curious, where did you swallow all the words?"

"Come and talk."

Qing Huan was about to re-dress, but upon hearing this instruction, she immediately put away her mirror...

She knelt down beside the small couch with a smile, and placed her delicate cheek on the palm of her master's hand, her phoenix eyes shimmering with tenderness: "Master is still worried about Qing Huan."

Zhao Qing gently touched the still warm pink lips and looked into Qinghuan's eyes in silence.

I felt a faint sense of powerlessness in my heart.

He has no tricks against Qing Huan...

Yin Hua was surging in his mind, and Si He did not forget to add fuel to the fire: "It can't be changed back. The little hoof's mind is full of... How can I become more autistic when I arrive in Tianshui, so that you can feel pity and love."

Zhao Qing: ...

It’s okay to feel pity and love.

Autism is not an option.

He knew very well that Qinghuan was a sensitive person, and understood everything, but she just kept her mouth shut.

And the most terrifying thing is——

She was like this when she was in Lanxian Town.

After I became a disciple of the Blood Robe, I was still like this when I arrived in Songshan.

I took her to see her sister several times, and there seemed to be no change, but in fact she had improved a lot.

She began to talk about her inner thoughts, and she would get angry and even shoot Sun Binghao to death...

If she has something to say, she will cry and tell me, saying that she wants to be loved or something, she will drink herself to death and sing little songs...

However, after the Changshengfang was robbed, it returned to the pre-liberation era.

Even more sick than before...

Now that he was a walking corpse covered in blood, his aunt and Shuyue were in a very good mood and were busy with accounting and administration.

Ning Mei would also take the opportunity to tease herself, and today she went to the Ice Valley with Bai Wanqiu again.

But Qinghuan is different.

She didn't respond.

She had absolutely no reaction to this matter...

Just do what you need to do. If you don't talk to her, she can stay by your side all day without saying anything.

It's like she's not part of the family...

How freaking scary is this!?

After staring at each other for a long time, Qing Huan smiled softly and asked, "Master, what do you want to hear Qing Huan say?"

"Just say whatever you want to say." Zhao Qing picked her up and held her to his side.

Gu Qinghuan nestled in her master's arms, feeling the tranquility of the moment.

She whispered softly, "Qinghuan also has friends."

"When we were at the Heyang Martial Arts School, although the young lady would occasionally belittle and insult Qinghuan, she would also take Qinghuan out hunting."

"Later, when we arrived at Danxia and were in Caofang..."

"Tell me, miss."

Zhao Qing hugged Qinghuan's delicate body and interrupted her words.

This trip was not only about delivering scriptures, looking for cats, meeting Pang Zhen, and obtaining inheritance...

What’s more important is that I want to spend more time talking to Qinghuan. How can I keep it to myself all the time? Qinghuan is a living being and he’s not really stupid.

Qing Huan's face was filled with reminiscence: "The young lady's surname is Chen, and she is Liu Lao's granddaughter."

"He was rude and unreasonable, at least that's what he was like at that time."

"When Qing Huan first arrived at the martial arts gym, she was often humiliated by him."

"After we got to know each other better, she stopped saying things that were too extreme. She often asked me to help her with laundry or tidying up the room, and she would also take me shopping."

"It was around the third year, when Qing Huan became a post-natal warrior, that she often took me hunting in the countryside."

"Most of the game was brought back to the martial arts hall, and some was sent to the restaurant to be exchanged for some money. The young lady jokingly said that it was some hush money for me..."

"She later joined the Seven Killings Palace and rarely returned to Heyang."

"Qinghuan's travel expenses to Danxia still depend on the small change she gave him in the past."

Zhao Qing listened to the soft whisper in his ear and felt relaxed all over.

He smiled and asked, "Do you still want to see her?"

Qing Huan raised her head and looked at her master, chuckling and blinking her eyes: "I don't want to."

Zhao Qing: ...

"Why don't you want to?"

"Qing Huan only wishes that life and death belong to the master, and has no time to think about others."

Hearing this, Zhao Qing felt nothing in his heart, and even wanted to knock Qinghuan on the head with his fingers.

He rubbed the forehead of the woman in his arms: "What will happen after we reach Danxia?"

Qinghuan slowly closed her eyes and continued to talk to herself softly.

"When I arrived at Danxia Caofang, I no longer had any close friends."

"Until the master summoned me to the Alchemy Hall..."

Zhao Qing interrupted in surprise: "Where's Qingying?"

"Green Shadow..."

"Qingying joined the sect in the year of Guimao. At that time, Qinghuan had been at Dancaofang for over a year."

"Since she was still young, I took her to live in my room... She had to work during the day and only slept with me at night."

"At that time, I was only thinking about studying the herbal scriptures."

"She likes to go out more often. Besides working, she likes to stay in the kitchen."

"I haven't spent too much time with her... I'm not very familiar with her."

!! ?

Zhao Qing twisted Qing Huan's cheek and looked at her eyes full of sincerity with a bad temper...

"You and Qingying are not familiar with each other again?"

Qing Huan's phoenix eyes rippled, and she suddenly laughed and whispered, "If the master doesn't like her, Qing Huan won't like her either."

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