I Became A Virtuous Wife and Loving Mother in another Cultivation World

After hearing Yaozhu in black, he stepped out of the hall.

Seeing her leave, Yu Xin nodded and said goodbye.

The remaining irrelevant villains also parted ways.

From the beginning to the end, Huanxi failed to see clearly the figure hidden behind Qingshang and the beautiful woman who was sighing in the corner.

All this forced her to strengthen herself, step on all schemes and schemes, gather her heart and courage under her feet.

Huanxi blinked and watched the people walk away, pouted and knocked on the mahogany soft couch frequently, thinking about what to do: "Is the family dinner ready for the day after tomorrow?"

"Go back to the master." Huan Xi stretched her waist, stared at the shining hall, and began to think about her husband-hunting plan A.

Just when she was lost in thought, Fei'er came running out of breath, "Mistress is not good!"

Huan Xi's posture remained unchanged and his tone was a little teasing: "You know this sentence."

"It's not true this time. Just now, the servant sent the aunts away, and Madam Mu actually gave the servant an invitation form. The servant saw... saw it..."

Huan Xi looked at her leisurely.

Fei'er swallowed nervously and said, "I saw the second son!"

Immediately, Huanxi dropped her arms to the ground and drooped her head: "Wang—Qian—Huan!" This name seems to be a long time ago.

Shi'er also stared at her in a serious way.

Fu'er and Kang'er are not well-known.

Huan Xi forced himself to wave his hand calmly: "I know who invited him."

"Mrs. Mu! She also specially told the servant that the Second Young Master is a very important guest!"

Huan Xi twisted the cat's eyes in the dress and restrained her sharpness: Is this a warning to her! Then see if the result can achieve your goal!

Main Court:

The empty and deserted wind here flows unimpeded and roars unimpeded.

Except for the necessary buildings and dry flowers and plants, the main courtyard looks more like a deserted house.

The people who pass by here are the servants who work here and disappear in a hurry, silent as ghosts.

In a simple yet majestic mahogany room, Long Qingshi took out the list of gifts from the butler and pointed to the inscription of tens of millions of taels of gold in the corner and the name of the payee Xu Xixi. His fingers were trembling in dissatisfaction, no, he had never seen it before. With so much gold, I can't accept the way and speed of the money: it's too fast!

Long Qianyuan glanced at the vermilion pen in his hand, but changed Xixi to Huanxi, which was considered a pass.

Long Qingshi couldn't accept that it was so simple after watching it for a long time? This mistress is so presumptuous, why don't you criticize him for killing without mercy or throwing him into a snake den? How could it be so simple.

But Long Qingshi didn't dare to ask anything, put away the criticism and accepted this fact angrily and jealously.

Compared with other places, the east room is very warm. The golden appearance, the dancing air, the laughing girl and the pouting baby have added a lot of popularity to the east room.

Huan Xi took off her thick coat, held the stove in her hand, and muttered in circles in Long Huiyi's room.

It is rare for Long Guiyi to have time to accompany Long Hui to read books and teach him the new homework.

Long Hui held a good wolf howling pen in his little hand and listened to his brother's lecture seriously.

While walking, Huanxi nodded and shook her head while walking, enjoying herself very much.

The little blue cat pawed at the pink pearls it had caught, rolling up and down for a while, and perseveringly used its palm-sized body to win over a toy that was twice its size.

"Brother, what is Yanjitu?"

Long Guiyi also shook his head in puzzlement: "Master, let us think that I don't know."

Long Hui thought for a moment, dipped some ink, drew a swallow on the paper he had written on and asked expectantly, "Is that so?"

Long Guiyi shook his head: "Master said Yan Jitu is a kind of arithmetic."

"What is arithmetic?"

Long Guiyi still shook his head.

Long Hui blinked his small eyes and turned to the walking bright gold piece with cute dimples hanging on his cheeks and said sweetly: "Mother, do you know the picture of Yanji?"

"Ah?" Huanxi woke up from her thoughts and swallowed the trick to deal with Long Qianyuan. Inside, she approached the two children gently, and the motherly light shone on the naive Huiyi: "What's wrong?" There must be something in front of the children. role model.

Long Hui lifted up the painted little swallow and asked, "Mother, what is a picture of Yanji?"

Long Guiyi frowned when he snatched his younger brother's painting, "Don't ask her! What does she know!"

Huanxi made a funny face at him, not bothering with him, and didn't want to destroy the image she planned to create in front of Huiyi: "The picture of Yanji is not a swallow, and the picture of Yanji is not arithmetic. It was originally a kind of arrangement order and also a kind of intricate division. How many cases."

Long Guiyi was surprised.

Long Huiyi proudly bumped into Big Brother, and a kind of show-off joy slowly sprouted in his heart: "Mother knows."

Guiyi also understood the way, but he just unconsciously hates Huanxi. Maybe she blamed her for taking away his younger brother, or maybe she blamed her for not teaching him Kung Fu. In short, he just hates her for being annoyed when he sees her. He will never admit this annoyance. And maybe jealousy and admiration! "She cheats and she knows gold!"

Huanxi has a good temper and is not as knowledgeable as him, so he sits gracefully beside Hui and gently helps Hui straighten the brocade-like aristocratic flowered jacket and his smooth velvet: "Tired?"

"I'm not tired, mother must understand, right?" Hui Yi had an indescribable expectation. Subconsciously, he was like a child wishing for his parents to be the best. Hui Yi also hoped that his mother would be the best.

The pity smile is even sweeter. She likes to return to believe that he prefers to return to rely on her.

Long Guiyi stubbornly didn't look at her, but just glanced at Yanzi on the table vaguely: If he can answer Master Wen's question, Master Wen will definitely look at him differently, then he can enter a good college and learn more things to realize his dream. An unattainable dream.

Huan Xi deliberately glanced at him and smiled and said, "This is actually a kind of visual graphics of mathematics. For example, our family wants to treat guests, but the room is only as big as Huiyi, but what should we do if a thousand people come?"

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