Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 312 Red candle like fire

"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.

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 Tuanzi was not at all considerate of her mother, and hummed beside her as if nothing was wrong. Tang Jingxuan 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 filled with confusion - it was always the daughter who cried to her mother when she got married, how could there be any reason 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 belly, 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. doing what.

"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 this 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 condensed, her face turned red suddenly, she hurriedly pushed the dumplings down and sat down properly.

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

Squeak——

Soon, the door opened gently.

Zuo Lingquan, who was quite 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 threw them outside the door and bolted the door.

"grumble?!"

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

Tang Jingxun sat with her hands clasped and heard the sound of training:

"Go find your nanny, don't make trouble here."

"grumble……"

Zuo Lingquan smiled, opened the bead curtain and walked into the back room.

Against the background of faint red candles, Jing Xun, dressed in a red wedding dress, sat neatly between the curtains, with a rounded waist and a bulging skirt, which was stretched tightly because of nervousness, even if she covered her head, she looked very charming. Her figure is still hard to look away from.

As if aware of the man's scrutiny, Jing Xun's cheeks covered with a red hijab moved, and finally she lowered her head again, clasped her hands tightly, and her knuckles turned slightly white.

Naturally, Zuo Lingquan would not jump forward in a hurry, picked up the scale beam on the desk, came to the front, and gently raised the red hijab.

As the red hijab is raised inch by inch, the tender and soft cheeks are presented under the candlelight, the almond eyes are red lips, the skin is as white and greasy as tofu just out of water, even though Zuo Lingquan has been together day and night for several years, seeing this scene at this moment, there is still expression in his eyes Out of surprise.

Tang Jingxun's face turned red visibly with the naked eye, she didn't dare to look at each other, she looked at her feet dodgingly, and said in a low voice:

"Hmm... the makeup that the dead woman gave me, it's weird... weird, I can't beat her..."

"Really? I didn't expect that the ancestor can also make up, so beautiful."

"Really……"

Tang Jingxun wanted to raise her hand to touch her cheek, but felt it was not proper, so she didn't move.

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

"Lady."

"..."

Although Tang Jingxun was never taught Cave Mansion etiquette by her mother, she has heard about the general procedure from her aunt in the market since she was a child. She pursed her lips and whispered:

"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 had completely changed from an orphan girl of the Tang family. Become the left family.

Tang Jingxun blinked her eyes, and couldn't help recalling the bitterness and loneliness she had experienced since she was born. The corners of her mouth curled into a slight smile, but a little mist could not be suppressed from her eyes.

Zuo Lingquan felt the change in Jingxun's eyes, took a wine glass, sat down beside him, and said softly:

"From now on, I will be Mr. Xun Xun, and I will take care of everything. Xun Xun no longer has to worry about being bullied..."

"What if the damn bitch bullies me?"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth.

Tang Jingxun smiled "pooh--", took the wine glass, and bumped Zuo Lingquan lightly with his shoulder:

"I am older than you, so I should protect you. From now on, whoever dares to bully you, I will help you settle the score. Even if it is a dead woman who bullies you, I will tidy her up and let her wash your feet." Apologize..."

Zuo Lingquan really wants to show masculinity, but sometimes his daughter-in-law is too tiger, there is really no way. He smiled helplessly:

"Okay, I got it, I have no reason to let the ancestor hear me and drag me to the martial arts hall to practice for a few months."

Tang Jingxun held the cup of wine and passed Zuo Lingquan's wrist:

"She promised that she would listen to the wall today, don't worry... Don't worry, it's just you, and leave her alone."

Zuo Lingquan knew that the ancestor would not interrupt during the festive night, but thinking of affecting the mood of the ancestor, he still had a feeling of being watched by the ancestor in the bridal chamber, which was quite stressful.

But at this time, no matter how much pressure there is, Jing Xun must give Jing Xun a good night without leaving any regrets. He nodded and smiled, and drank the immortal wine specially given by Lord Peach Blossom.

Tang Jingxuan drank a glass of wine, and the blush on her cheeks became a little thicker. Her nervousness 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 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 was too relaxed, 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 Jingxun'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 in his heart. 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 dead woman 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 a sentence at the end of the volume. "Yang Yang explodes the body, Yin Yin disperses the power, do not use this method" - the meaning is easy to understand, don't mess around with people of the same sex, it will kill people.

After Zuo Lingquan took a brief look, he felt relieved and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, there's 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 is not too worried about monkeys, but he has been craving the white jade tiger for two years. In the past, he could only touch his head, but now he can feed bamboos in a legitimate manner, which inevitably makes him 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 Dahongxi up and covered 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 so fierce. She forces 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 is, he will not tease his ancestor behind his back, and he is more honest subconsciously.

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, "Mr. Sir, I know I was wrong. Let's not talk about anything else and just take 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.

In the past, she often watched Qingwan practice, and Tang Jingxuan was 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?

Tang Jingxun was not happy when Zuo Lingquan said this:

"Are you afraid of bringing your mother-in-law here?"

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

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

Tang Jingxun was still excited. After a second thought, he avoided Zuo Lingquan's hand, took out Linglong Pavilion from his waist and started rummaging around.

Zuo Lingquan looked a little confused and scraped his quiet face with his wet fingers:

"What are you looking for?"

"Fox tail, isn't this your favorite?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were blank.

Normally yin and yang are in harmony, but the ancestor came to interrupt because the ancestor was wrong and playing tricks on the fox's tail...

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

"Forehead……"

Tang Jingxun raised his eyes, feeling a little aggrieved:

"What? Are you afraid that my mother-in-law will come over?"

Zuo Lingquan dared to say yes, Jingxun might have used force on him, so he could only say pleasantly:

"Oh, maybe next time. Lingye confiscated the fox tail. I don't have one here. I'll ask Qingwan to make one for you in a few days."

Tang Jingxun knew about this, so he had no choice but to give up:

"Then I'll let you go today, and I won't dare to shirk it next time, huh..."

Forgive me……

Zuo Lingquan blinked and couldn't tell who spared whom. He didn't know what to say, so he simply stepped forward and blocked Jing Xun's words.

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

The lips meet and are as warm as honey.

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

A rustling sound came from between the curtains, then paused and turned into the whispers of men and women.

After a soft "Woo!", the words stopped completely. All that could be seen in the wedding room were the golden spikes hanging from the curtain, which swayed slightly in the windless light of the candlelight...

(end of this chapter)