My Wife, Something is Wrong

In winter, snowflakes are flying.

On the top of Lingxiao Peak, there is a tree with lush branches and leaves, full of vitality, towering into the clouds.

The roots of the tree have penetrated the mountain and penetrated into the ground.

In the air within a hundred miles of Lingxiao Peak, there is a layer of light smoke floating, like an invisible net protecting the most central position.

Even if a bird comes in, the owner of the tree can know it instantly.

The crown of the tree has reached the clouds.

And the thick and sharp roots have broken through the mountain and the earth and entered the netherworld.

In the netherworld, a girl in a black dress is sitting cross-legged in the densely woven tree roots that look like a palace, closing her eyes to practice.

There are many restrictions around the tree roots.

Other netherworld creatures, let alone coming in, find it difficult to approach.

But this girl can come and go freely.

That night, the little ghost sent by the girl to the human world finally met the owner of the tree and respectfully thanked him.

And he warmly invited: "My king invites you to come down as a guest. Thousands of women in the palace have washed their jade feet and are eagerly waiting for you to play with them."

"Go away."

Luo Qingzhou, who was walking hand in hand with his wife, waved his sleeves and directly waved the little ghost away without a trace.

"I don't know any king at all."

Luo Qingzhou explained to the lady beside him, and then hurriedly said: "Even if I like jade feet, I only like yours, Miss."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had turned into an ice sculpture.

That night, he couldn't enter the house and spent the night as a donkey at Chanchan's place.

Bai Ling eavesdropped outside the door all night.

The next day, the heavy snow stopped.

The sun pushed away the dark clouds and sprinkled on the ground.

The square in the palace was full of snow.

A group of people were making snowmen, or playing and chasing each other and having snowball fights.

Today is the birthday of the little prince Nangong Feiyu.

The queen did not invite outsiders, only the Qin family and several people from the Lingxiao Sect.

The adults were talking in the corridor.

The children were playing in the snow.

"Woo woo..."

At this time, a child suddenly cried in the snow.

"Qin Xiaoyao, crybaby, didn't this prince hit you in the face with a snowball? If you have the guts, come and hit this prince too."

Nangong Feiyu, who was already six years old, said with a proud face.

A boy younger than him was standing there rubbing his eyes and crying.

"Crybaby! Crybaby!"

Nangong Feiyu laughed and threw snowballs again.

At this time, a snowball suddenly flew over, and with a "pop", it hit his eyes.

He just turned his head to look, and the second snowball flew over again, hitting his second eye again.

"Ah! Who? Who dares to hit this prince!"

"Me!"

A petite figure stood in front of him with arms folded, looked up at him and said, "Who told you to bully my brother?"

Nangong Feiyu wiped the snow foam from his eyes, crossed his hands and said, "Qin Shiyue, this prince is also your brother!"

"Tsk!"

The little girl in white fox fur said with disdain: "Hit me first."

She was obviously younger than him, but she was full of momentum.

Nangong Feiyu seemed a little afraid of her, but seeing that the friends around him and his father and mother seemed to be looking at this place, he could only clench his fist and said, "Recently, my mother taught me a new skill. Little sister, I am not afraid of you anymore! If you dare to be arrogant again, hum hum..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly took action, and a lightning appeared in his hand with a "sizzle", and it suddenly struck the little girl.

The little girl stood there, still holding her chest with her arms, with a cold and arrogant face, motionless.

The lightning wrapped around her for a few times and then disappeared immediately.

"Is that all you can do? I'm not afraid of lightning! I've never been afraid of lightning since I was born! I'm not afraid of my father's lightning, let alone yours."

The little girl was full of pride.

"Take my flame knife!"

Nangong Feiyu's hand ignited a flame, and then he chopped it with a palm.

Who knew that the flame suddenly turned into a blue ice sculpture as soon as it reached the little girl, like a fine work of art, frozen in mid-air.

"Boring."

The little girl rolled her eyes, then stretched out her slender fingers and touched Nangong Feiyu's body.

Nangong Feiyu immediately turned into an ice sculpture.

After a moment.

"Wow——"

Today's protagonist, the little prince of Dayan, suddenly cried because of being bullied.

"Father, mother! Come and save me, Shi Yue is bullying me again, wuwuwu..."

On the corridor not far away, several people watched this scene with smiles on their faces, as if they were already used to it.

But Nangong Huoyue was still a little unconvinced. She glanced at someone next to her and hummed: "A girl is taught so harshly. Who will dare to marry her when she grows up?"

Miss Qin looked cold and said nothing.

Luo Qingzhou next to her smiled and said: "Girls should be more fierce, so that they will not be bullied."

Then he looked at the little figure lovingly and said: "It's better if no one marries her. I will support her for the rest of her life."

Nangong Huoyue pouted.

"Nangong Feiyu, go and apologize to Brother Xiaoyao!"

"I won't! I'm the older brother, he's the younger brother! How can an older brother apologize to his younger brother!"

"Humph, I'm the younger sister, and I'm beating my brother. Are you going?"

"I...ah! I'll go, I'll go! Wuwuwu..."

The little prince cried and walked up to the other little boy and apologized with tears.

In the corridor, Xiaodie felt a little embarrassed and whispered: "Master..."

Luo Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "No need to interfere. Let the children resolve their own matters."

At this time, after apologizing, Nangong Feiyu suddenly pinched a snowball and quietly walked behind Qin Shiyue.

Luo Qingzhou quickly shouted: "Shiyue, be careful behind you!"

Her Majesty the Queen on the side immediately snorted and said sarcastically: "As I just said, let them deal with the children's matters themselves."

Luo Qingzhou was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything anymore.

Her Majesty the Queen suddenly said sourly: "Just pamper your precious daughter and daughter alone, hum!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and robe, turned around and left.

Miss Qin on the side moved the corner of her mouth slightly.

"Father, you are partial! You didn't say a word when Shiyue hit me, wuwuwu..."

The little prince was beaten to the ground by Qin Shiyue, crying very sadly.

Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Shiyue, please be gentle, just spank your butt, don't slap your face."

Then he said: "Feiyu, a real man, why are you crying? Why did you let your sister beat you a few times? It just turned out to be skin refining. Do you think your father is powerful? I think you were beaten by your mother and you. My aunt was bullied every day without shedding a single tear."

Miss Qin on the side couldn't help but glance at him.

Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao on the other side couldn't help laughing.

Linghu Qingzhu also glanced at him.

Long Er said with a smile: "Master, you are different. You were bullied when you grew up. Feiyu is still so young. When Feiyu grows up, he will naturally stop crying."

Fairy Zixia said from the side: "Feiyu, don't cry, let's see Aunt Xia come and beat your father to vent your anger."

Unexpectedly, Qin Shiyue was the first to clap her hands with joy, and said with excitement: "Aunt Xia, beat daddy! Beat him up quickly! Beat him until he cries!"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Is this little cotton-padded jacket leaking air?

The dinner was sumptuous.

The little guys had conflicts during the day, and played games together happily at night.

Luo Qingzhou taught them how to throw a handkerchief, how an eagle catches a chicken, etc., and they all had a great time.

During the meal, Her Majesty the Queen stepped on Luo Qingzhou's feet under the table and whispered: "Stay here tonight, have I prepared something good for you?"

Luo Qingzhou asked in a low voice: "What good thing?"

Her Majesty the Queen said coldly: "Whip."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

After a moment, Her Majesty the Queen whispered again: "I, Yue Wu, Yue Ying and Hua Gu."

Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched.

Just after dinner, he immediately said that his stomach felt uncomfortable and he wanted to take a step forward.

As soon as they went out, Hua Gu came out from the side, handed over a white dress, and said softly: "Sir, this is the dress Hua Gu made for my sister. Take it back and let her try it on."

Luo Qingzhou took it in his hand, nodded, and said, "Good workmanship, Huagu, you've taken the trouble."

Hua Gu smiled and said, "That's right. Hua Gu's life was saved by my sister. It doesn't matter how many clothes I made."

Luo Qingzhou rubbed her head and whispered: "I won't stay overnight tonight. Come over tomorrow night."

Hua Gu said shyly, "Yeah."

Luo Qingzhou collected his clothes and left quickly.

After waiting outside the palace gate for a while, a group of people came out, surrounded by Miss Qin and Miss Qin Er.

Several people got on the carriage and returned to Qin Mansion.

Luo Qingzhou first sent Miss Qin back to Meixiang Xiaoyuan. After talking to her for a while, he went to Lingchan Moon Palace.

Chanchan and Xiaoyue were already lying on the bed, and Chanchan was stumbling and singing the lullaby he taught Xiaoyue.

In the back garden, the sound of the piano came.

Miss Qin was wearing a white dress and was sitting in the pavilion, stroking the guqin on the table.

Luo Qingzhou walked into the pavilion and sat with her. He held her Xian Yue Yao with one hand and deliberately made trouble with the other hand to help her strum the strings.

Miss Qin gave him a cold look.

Luo Qingzhou was not afraid at all. He leaned over and kissed her flawless face, and whispered: "Madam, it's getting late. It's time to go back to your room and sleep. I haven't been with you for several days." The lady has spoken."

Then he bit her ear and whispered: "I have recently practiced a new set of exercises, which should be able to resist the lady's peerless treasure. Let's try it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly turned into an ice sculpture with a "哢" sound.

Miss Qin continued to caress the piano, her expression cold, but her beautiful cheeks hidden in the dark night were stained with two blushes at some point.

After the song, she sat for a while, then stood up and left, returning to the house.

Luo Qingzhou quickly followed and pushed the door open.

There were red candles burning in the room and the fragrance of flowers was floating in the room.

Miss Qin was sitting by the bed, looking at him coldly.

He hurried over, squatted under her white skirt, and diligently helped her take off her embroidered shoes.

Then, he took off the curtain...

Next door room.

Bai Ling, wearing a pink skirt, was sitting in front of the window, dangling her cute little white feet, staring blankly at the night outside.

She seemed to be repeating something in her mouth.

"Desolate and desolate, desolate and desolate... desolate and desolate, desolate and miserable... desolate and desolate, desolate and miserable..."

"Why……"

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