Gou marries a wife in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 71 Self-defeating (for further reading)

In December, the weather is cold.

Seeing that Brother Li and Sister Wen hadn't come out of the main room for two hours, and there was no movement from inside, the sensible little green tea had already walked to the kitchen and started cooking.

After another hour, Li Guanxuan came out of the main room in good spirits, looked at the table of good wine and food, and just by smelling the aroma, he knew it was very good.

As expected of a good sister who is considerate of my brother, knowing that my brother will be tired after exercising for three hours, she specially made a table of good wine and good food for my brother to replenish his strength... Li Guanxuan sighed in his heart, seeing Song Zhiqiao standing there with a blushing face, and said :
"Sit down and have dinner together. Rong Xin probably won't be able to come out until one or two hours later."

"Okay, okay."

Song Zhiqiao's face was like a burning cloud.

She knew in her heart that although Brother Li didn't tell her clearly, as long as Wen Rongxin agreed, she could basically pass the door.

Therefore, the next step is to please the favor of the imperial concubine, so that she can justifiably live in this house.

After a meal, Wen Rongxin had almost had enough rest.

She was already full, so she didn't eat dinner, but when she walked out, her steps were a little difficult.

"Sanggong, you should go to the training room first..." Wen Rongxin said to Li Guanxuan with a blushing face.

Li Guanxuan was also sensible, and understood that the lady was taking a concubine for him, so he got up and left the hall, before leaving, he said to Song Zhiqiao:
"Take care of your sister Wen."

"I will." Song Zhiqiao nodded obediently, feeling a little nervous inside.

Whether you can enter the gate of the Li family depends entirely on the empress of the palace.

After Li Guanxuan left, Wen Rongxin pulled Song Zhiqiao to whisper something between women.

At night, there was snow in the sky.

Li Guanxuan returned to the house and worked hard again, and the tree-lined path was covered with hoarfrost.

After only about half an hour, Wen Rongxin yelled to stop, and if this continued, she might faint again.

Li Guanxuan, who had been recharging his energy for a month, had no choice but to withdraw reluctantly.

"On the thirteenth day of this month, Mr. Xiang will marry Sister Song."

Leaning on her husband's broad and strong chest, Wen Rongxin said softly.

"You told her all about it?" Li Guanxuan asked.

Wen Rongxin gave a soft "um", with spring in his eyes and a smile on his face, and whispered:

"Sister Song is extremely talented, and with the influence of my husband, she has kept her own place and is suitable to be his third wife... If she becomes a second-tier formation master in the future, Xianggong won't have to work so hard."

Looking at Wen Rongxin who was always thinking of himself, Li Guanxuan couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her forehead, sighing softly:
"Miss, I feel wronged."

"No, I'm not wronged... My husband has a special physique. If I'm the only woman in the family, then... that's a grievance." Wen Rongxin was taken aback, and quickly explained, with a voice as thin as a mosquito.

Are you kidding me, she can't bear Li Guanxuan's fierce attack by herself.

If no other younger sister came into this family, she would have already become a fairy in another way.

Hearing this, Li Guanxuan smiled triumphantly.

Due to the fact that he was pregnant with the velvet flower spirit tree, he had to find other women for double cultivation, so as to get more fairy energy and small rewards.

Otherwise, he didn't need to spend sixteen hours a day on the blending of water and milk before, that was a strategy that almost caused his kidney crisis!
Fortunately, the deer whip spirit wine continued his life, turning him into a golden kidney fighter again.

It can only be said that the physique of monks is indeed different from that of ordinary people.

However, women are not found casually.

The cultivation level must be lower than his own, and he can't take it if he is too high-pressured, or too rough.

The situation like Qin Jiyue's before was completely accidental, and Li Guanxuan didn't expect to run into a magician who disguised himself as a man.

Fortunately, after Qin Jiyue was severely beaten by Luoyue Valley, he immediately became law-abiding, did not participate in any incidents, and practiced diligently with him every day, seeking immortality in a down-to-earth manner.

Therefore, one female cultivator like Qin Jiyue is enough.

Come the second one, Li Guanxuan is really not sure that he can survive it.

But also because of the existence of Qin Jiyue, Li Guanxuan knew many secrets of the velvet flower spirit tree, and Wen Rongxin was able to get a velvet flower that could live forever.

But now, Song Zhiqiao has a low cultivation base, high IQ, well-behaved and sensible, and is also a formation master, fully meeting the conditions for marriage.

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On the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Ping'an Garden was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and Song Zhiqiao officially married into the Li family.

When Cao Mang next door saw another beautiful female cultivator marrying Li Guanxuan, he was so envious that he almost cried.

He also pestered Li Guanxuan crazily, asking him to make a wife for himself, and the spirit stone was not a problem.

At night, the moon and stars are rare.

After a series of procedures, Song Zhiqiao sat on the edge of the bed and waited for Mr. Ruyi to arrive.

With a creak, the door was opened.

The familiar man's breath came to his nostrils, and Song Zhiqiao seemed even more nervous inside.

After tonight, she will be a wife.

After Li Guanxuan came in, he felt a little emotional.

Speaking of which, when Qin Jiyue married in, she didn't care about such etiquette, and on the day of the bridal chamber, she even boasted that she wanted him to look good.

But Song Zhiqiao was born in a scholarly family, and he did a good job in all aspects of etiquette, so he must marry in a proper manner... This is what Wen Rongxin strongly requested.

Li Guanxuan walked up to Song Zhiqiao, raised his red hijab, looked at Fengguan Xiapei, and the peach blossom jade face with a little powder and daisy, and with the stimulation of alcohol, raised his head slightly to show respect.

"Li, Brother Li."

Song Zhiqiao whispered happily and shyly.

"Huh?" Li Guanxuan stared at her.

"Msg, Mrs.~"

Song Zhiqiao quickly changed her words, and called out softly, with boundless love in her heart, she couldn't help hugging Li Guanxuan.

When Song Zhiqiao just hugged her beloved, she felt something pressed against her throat, sat up slightly, and said with a blood-soaked face:

"Sir, turn off the lights."

"Don't get me wrong, this is just a respect for you." Li Guanxuan explained.

Song Zhiqiao nodded shyly.

Li Guanxuan waved out the candles, took off his red robe at the same time, and said with a smile: "According to traditional etiquette, when I raise my head and salute you, you should also greet me."

As a talented woman, Song Zhiqiao naturally understood the meaning of it in seconds, stretched out her hand to hook Li Guanxuan's neck, and summoned up her courage to say:
"Concubine, I must do my best."

Li Guanxuan was very satisfied.

Song Zhiqiao has the shyness of Wen Rongxin, and the boldness of Qin Jiyue, and is also well-behaved and sensible...

In the future, after sending Yue out of customs, maybe he can fulfill Ai's dream.

With a kiss to confirm love, as Li Guanxuan slowly pushed the flames, the dark room seemed to be slightly damp.

Lao Langhao stepped forward again, and with a soft moan, the word "囍" pasted on the window was extraordinarily bright red.

I have to say that compared to Wen Rongxin's tender and delicate voice, Qin Jiyue's imperial sister Ciyin, Song Zhiqiao is more elegant and reserved.

But in the case of one step to the stomach, I still can't help but be a little high-pitched.

After half an hour.

Li Guanxuan hugged the slender willow waist, easily self-defeating.

"Sister, what is this waist? It's clearly a murder knife." Li Guanxuan couldn't help sighing.

"Hmm...bad brother."

Song Zhiqiao hung on him like a koala, with a spring breeze on his face.

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