Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 38 Senior Wu is really...

Inside the wooden box was a long dress as white as frost and snow, with cloud patterns outlined with silver threads. It was neatly folded, and it was worth a lot just by looking at the workmanship.

"This boy has good vision."

Wu Qingwan raised the corners of her mouth, picked up the long skirt, walked to the bronze mirror, spread it out and gestured in front of her.

Zuo Lingquan has good eyesight, so the skirt she picked is naturally perfect, and she knows it fits very well without trying it on.

Wu Qingwan blinked her eyes and nodded with satisfaction. Anyway, there was nothing to do in the long night, so she untied the warm yellow skirt on her body, revealing a figure with soft lines and no blemishes.

It's just that Wu Qingwan just unfolded the white skirt when a purse suddenly fell out of the skirt.

Wu Qingwan reacted exceptionally, before the purse hit the ground, she lifted it up with her white toes, kicked the purse into her hand like a shuttlecock, opened it, and found that there was a cloud-white cloth inside.

Wu Qingwan blinked her eyes, thinking it was a handkerchief, but after unfolding it...

"Eh~Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Wu Qingwan's gentle eyebrows frowned slightly, her expression was very strange, she moved a little away from the apron on her hands, and then looked down at her chest again.

Wu Qingwan is born with relatively strong capital, and it is inconvenient to practice swords on weekdays—not that it affects her skill, but that her trembling affects the majesty of her teacher—so she wears a tube top, which is nothing special in style, just a piece wrapped in The white cloth on the chest. She wasn't going to show it to men, so naturally she wasn't good-looking, and even a little dull.

And the cloud-white apron in her hand is obviously very different from the one on Wu Qingwan's body - it seems to be holding a cloud in her hand, it doesn't weigh half a cent, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

On the cloud-white fabric, a lotus flower is outlined with needlework, and a koi is hidden between the lotus flowers, which is as lifelike as it is alive. The whole apron looks dignified and majestic, but looking at its details, one can feel the extremely graceful and seductive hidden in it.

Wu Qingwan seldom goes out of Qihuang Valley, but it's not that she doesn't go out all the time. She has lived near the capital for decades, and has experienced a lively and active age. Just from the workmanship and embroidery of the bellyband, she can recognize that it is Xianzhi Zhai's signature dish is 'Flower Carp'.

It is said that the "Huajian Carp" is worn on the body, and the fish among the lotus flowers will have the illusion of swimming when you move a little. It looks extremely mysterious and dazzling, and is deeply loved by the princes and wives of the capital.

Wu Qingwan is also from a famous family, but when she wanted to buy it back then, she was afraid of being scolded by her elders and dared not buy it. When she dared to buy it, she had already devoted herself to practicing and lost interest in these vulgar things. .

"This kid is really neither big nor small..."

Wu Qingwan muttered softly, her brows slightly frowned, and she didn't know what to say Zuo Lingquan.

She walked to the bronze mirror and untied the tube top wrapped around her upper body.

The light in the wooden house was dim, and the silhouette of a woman was revealed on the window paper. The beautiful peaks and peaks were not affected by gravity at all, and only trembled twice when I raised my hand.

After a while, the cloud-white lotus Tibetan carp was worn on Wu Qingwan's body - the size was right, but the material was not too much, and a perfectly curved semicircle appeared from the side, which made her feel a little shy and pulled slightly I want to cover it; it's a pity that the left side is pulled, and the right side is exposed more, so I finally forget it.

Wu Qingwan stood in front of the bronze mirror, turned around in a circle, and jumped twice - there were rough waves in the mirror, but unfortunately the carp swimming was just a visual illusion, not as mysterious as the rumors said.

Wu Qingwan studied carefully for a moment, then put on the matching white dress and looked at it - the white dress is like snow, the long hair is like ink, and the flawless and gentle figure, I am afraid that she is a fairy from a wealthy fairy family. This is a disguise.

Wu Qingwan's eyes were somewhat complacent. After admiring it for a moment, she changed back into her clothes, put on her bellyband, turned around and walked out of the house...

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The waterfall falls from the cliff into the cold pool. The sound of flowing water has not stopped for thousands of years and can be clearly heard in the bamboo forest.

In the small courtyard next to the pool, green lanterns swayed in the room.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged on the bed and looked at the deerskin charm holder in his hand. The charm holder was similar in shape to a wallet. It should be used by Jiang Yi herself. There was also a small word "Yi" engraved on the corner.

Looking at the small gift from Jiang Yi, Zuo Lingquan had an inexplicable smile in the corners of his eyes that was difficult for outsiders to see.

Zuo Lingquan has wanted to step into the door of spiritual practice since he was a child. Because he has never been able to find the reason why he cannot practice, he lives a very "self-denying and self-disciplined" life. He tries to restrain himself from all things that may affect his spiritual practice, such as women; because in his previous life, In my impression, those who practice Buddhism must abide by the rules and precepts and avoid sexual misconduct.

However, as the saying goes, "food and sex are the same", Zuo Lingquan is a normal man, keeping his body as pure as jade does not mean he is ruthless and desireless; the third uncle said, "How can I be called a man if he is not lustful?" This cannot describe all men, but he does belong to the majority of those described.

The purpose of his practice is just to become a 'person' who can hold a sword in his own hands in this world where there are people who can move mountains and reclaim seas, instead of being an 'ant' in the eyes of some people. To put it simply:

I can do without the sword, but I can't live without it.

It may be too murderous to say that no one in the world dares to call him an immortal, but at least he must kill until the immortals in the sky dare not look down at him.

The original intention of this purpose is actually to live freely without having to be controlled by others one day. If you give up life for the sake of cultivation, or even become a ruthless monk without desires, then you are putting the cart before the horse.

Jiang Yi is a princess of a country. She is as beautiful as a flower. She may have a bit of a naughty personality, but overall she is still a very good girl.

Now that they are fiancées, Zuo Lingquan still dare not say that they like each other, but they definitely regard Jiang Yi as one of their own.

Zuo Lingquan felt very warm after receiving the gift from his fiancée.

However, this gift was a bit careless.

How to use this thing?

There is no manual at all...

Zuo Lingquan took the talisman and turned it over and over for a long time. Not to mention its function, he didn't even see the name, and he didn't dare to touch it for fear that the talisman would have some inexplicable effects.

While he was turning over and over to study, there was suddenly a slight sound of shoes stepping on bamboo leaves outside the courtyard.

Chachacha——

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyes and knew who was coming before he even opened the door. He put away the talisman, stood up, straightened his robes, and opened the door.

The courtyard is only surrounded by fences. Through the bright moonlight, we can see Wu Qingwan in the bamboo forest outside, wearing a warm yellow dress, walking quickly with a serious expression and holding a ruler in her hand.

? !

Zuo Lingquan was stunned, walked out of the room and said warmly:

"Senior Wu, why are you here?"

Wu Qingwan's face was dignified and solemn, just like an elder facing a child who had done something wrong. She quickly walked outside the waist-high fence and tapped her palms with a ruler:

"Ling Quan, come here."

Zuo Lingquan came forward, and there was a fence between them.

"Senior Wu, what are you..."

Wu Qingwan has a well-proportioned figure, and is definitely not as tall as Zuo Lingquan, a man. Standing opposite her, she has to raise her eyes to look at Zuo Lingquan.

However, Wu Qingwan has been teaching her disciples all year round, and her momentum is not weak at all. She is serious and serious, and said in a deep voice;

"Ling Quan, do you know your mistake?"

Zuo Lingquan knew a little bit and asked:

"Senior Wu, but you don't like what I gave you?"

Do I dare to like it? Brat...

Wu Qingwan narrowed her eyes slightly and took out her purse from her arms:

"What do you mean by giving me this thing?"

"Last time I drew my sword and accidentally cut my senior's clothes, so I bought it today."

Wu Qingwan looked unhappy:

"I will accept the skirt if you accompany me, and I won't say you are rude, but can you give away obscene clothes casually? Especially if you give it to me! You are Jiang Yi's consort, and I raised Jiang Yi single-handedly. She is half a mother; can a son-in-law give a bellyband to his mother-in-law? How about giving him such a saucy Monster Qi?"

Monster Qi?

Zuo Lingquan thought about it. He didn't look at it carefully when he bought it. He thought the bellyband was quite solemn and exquisite, so he bought it without thinking about so many messy relationships.

Seeing Wu Qingwan's sullen expression, Zuo Lingquan explained:

"Last time I scratched my senior's clothes, I had to wear the whole set. As for the style, I asked the landlady to pick and pack it for me without looking at it or touching it. Hmm... inappropriate?"

Not only is it inappropriate, it’s boring to death...

Wu Qingwan was dubious and looked at Zuo Lingquan for a moment. When she saw that his words did not seem to be false, the majesty in her eyes disappeared:

"It's definitely inappropriate. I don't care about secular rules, but you can't care about it, because you are Jiang Yi's consort and you want to treat me as an elder. Even if you don't have evil intentions, you can't do things like this that can cause misunderstanding in the future. . I like the skirt very much, so I accepted it, but it’s impossible to accept it. You can take it back and return it. It’s quite expensive. No matter how much money you have, you can’t be lavish.”

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and took the purse:

"I was rude, please forgive me, Senior Wu."

"It's okay, just pay attention in the future and go to bed early."

Wu Qingwan's expression softened a little. It was already dark, so she didn't stay long and turned around and left the courtyard.

After Zuo Lingquan said goodbye, he returned to the house. When he saw the purse in his hand, he felt a little difficult to deal with it.

After all, bellybands have a special nature. He can't return them, and it's not appropriate to throw them around.

As for keeping it in his hand, he is a grown man and carries a bellyband with him. Isn’t that abnormal?

Zuo Lingquan thought for a moment and took the pen holder over, ready to burn it; but as soon as he took out his bellyband, his movements suddenly stopped and he felt something was wrong.

Why does it smell so good?

Zuo Lingquan frowned, and carefully looked at the cloud-white bellyband in his hand under the dim light. He didn't see anything strange, so he leaned closer and smelled it.

Dark like orchid, refreshing, it is the smell of Senior Wu...

?

Zuo Lingquan had a strange look in his eyes, thinking it was Wu Qingwan who had dipped it in his hand, so he picked up his purse and smelled it, but there was no such faint fragrance on the purse, only on his bellyband.

? !

Zuo Lingquan stood up straight for a moment, his stern brows looking incomprehensible. After a moment of silence, he shook his head secretly:

You asked me to return the goods after wearing them. Senior Wu is really not fastidious... I'm afraid it would be unlucky to burn them...

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