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

The two villains looked at her blankly: what should I do?

Huanxi picked up the manuscript paper on the table and drew several horizontal and vertical lines interspersed in the middle of a space (unequal division):

"This requires arranging, which can also be called a reasonable layout, so that it does not appear crowded. One of the arranging methods is the Yanji method, the vertical and horizontal clutches, and the metamorphosis is infinite. If this method is further deepened, there will be the formation of territory and seven tricks, and even deeper. You can achieve another realm where nothing is created out of nothing, but I guess what your master meant was to let you arrange an order, this order is implicit in the rules and there are rules to follow."

Huanxi stopped and looked at the two people who heard the relish. The corners of their mouths raised: "Okay, let me click here. You can take a look at the questions the master gave you. If you still don't understand, I can only say that you are stupid, but mother believes that you have inherited it." Wisdom from my father."

When the two children heard that they had inherited their father's smiling face, they immediately glowed with excitement: it was the first time someone said they were like their father, and it was the first time someone compared their concubine children with their father. In their eyes, their father was a god and a hero of the Flame Kingdom. Also their heroes.

Huan Xi's inadvertent words were a distant dream for them.

Huanxi didn't fascinate them for a long time and wondered: "Who is so mentally retarded to use this kind of questions to test people?" These questions are very similar to thinking and doing in elementary school.

"Master Wen."

Immediately, a picture appeared in front of Huanxi:

The long wind blows away the fragrance of the branches yesterday;

The number of duckweeds that can be dyed by flying snow is bleak.

He stood in the snow, Puhua smiled, the breeze was sad, he had no words, he refined into smoke, suspected to be a kind of tranquility, a kind of floating infection, the people on the cusp of the storm chased after him with all their might.

"It's him." She can only leave this sentence. Although she really wants to learn how others hug her left and right, she really wants to taste the beauty of groups of male concubines, but what about the iceberg in her house? Will kill her for face.

Alas - I can only watch but not taste, study how to be a good wife and mother, don't want to...

Huan Xi took out a few sheets of paper and went back to the room and decided to write "The Ice Man Strategy Plan".

When Huanxi left, Long Hui lifted his brush and said dimples became deeper and deeper: "Isn't mother very powerful?"

Long Guiyi watched Weak Jin leave without saying a word, but he was happy in his heart because he had a secret with her.

The brilliance of the sun in the morning is clean like a flower in bud, the cold wind gradually weakens, and the footsteps of spring are getting closer.

Wrapped in snow fox fur, Huan Xi came to Baihua Garden, picked a few half-bloomed flowers from among the icy bushes, sniffed them at the tip of her nose, and seemed to be able to smell the smell of spring. Huan Xi smiled, feeling the passing of winter and the arrival of spring The mood entertained a lot. She stretched her waist and lowered her head in a leisurely way:

"In the cold wind of that year, I put on a lot of makeup

It's the first time I hold your hand, but I'm pretending to be sophisticated

I'll wait for you to say wait for you to say I'm pretty

oh really i really want

In the night of another year, you cover the light of the stars

Kissing my face for the first time, I was somewhat panicked

You wait for me to say that I am your only port

Oh really, I really want to" -- "July"

There was a sound of footsteps, Huan Xi suddenly raised his head and saw the handsome man in black, and smiled slowly. The delicate flower in his hand stretched out in front of him with a girlish feeling: "Send you off."

The man turned and left without looking.

Huan Xi blinked, shrugged and lowered her head without any hesitation, continuing to look for matching suits:

"During the heavy snow that year, you gently knocked on my window

tell me your snowman looks a lot like mine

Wait for me to tell you that I am really moved

oh really i really want

In the heavy rain of that year, I leaned on your shoulders

Let the rain gradually wash away the true faces of the two lovers

I'll wait for you to tell me you're crazy in love

Oh really I really want to..."

She collected a bouquet of delicate flowers that symbolized love. She found a gourd-shaped bottle with a picture of a begonia sleeping in spring on the surface.

She smiled again, very sweetly, very beautifully, the smile at this moment was Huihui's favorite look, but he could never see it again.

"It deserves it!" She proudly peeled off a petal, and only those who have loved know the loss.

She sneaked into Long Qianyuan's study, put her heart on the table, and attached a small note in block letters: Thank you for your hard work!

After everything is over, the fantasy jumps out of the iceberg and returns to the warm nest to catch up on sleep.

The strength of the sun is stronger than before, and the silky light that shines shrouds its children a little bit.

Long Qingshi looked at the extra things in his eyes and really didn't want to scrutinize the fine print on the table. In his eyes, a woman's reserve is more important than anything else, such as kissing relatives and husbands. It's really rebellious, but he said this kind of thing. Come out to deal with it.

Long Qianyuan soaked in the large bathtub, and his handsome appearance made many women overthrow the position of rich gold and high power. How many women's fantasies. With the heat of distillation, the figure he saw in the morning appeared inadvertently in his eyes:

The same multicolored dress, the same golden glitter, but a little different, as if the eyes are less addicted, as if the language is less expectant.

Long Qianyuan's hand stroked the smoky water surface and the moment he got out of the bath, the steam condensed on the lake and turned into ice. Long Qianyuan made a certain conclusion to her in his heart:

What she does the most is not necessarily what she wants, and what she says is the most exciting is definitely not what she cares about.

But can such a person be the mistress of the dragon family?

Long Qianyuan's eyes turned cold and he walked out of the screen: his resolute appearance, well-proportioned figure, and his height of more than 1.8 meters, his hidden explosive power made him even more dangerous without covering up.

The attendant hurriedly brought him a robe, and the girl tied him tight for him. Long Qing waited for him to fix it.

Why he used to take a bath in person after returning from the east courtyard, he didn't remember and didn't need to remember.

Long Qianyuan stepped into the study and took a look at the things on the table. Long Qingshi immediately put away everything that doesn't belong to the study. The master can deal with people after seeing it. He can even use this reason to deal with the mistress, but the mistress must be the mistress and beat the dog. It's up to the master! Pooh! What words!

Long Qian glanced at the library upstairs, Long Qingshi nodded knowingly, and a little excitedly took out a copy of "Women's Practice" and handed it to the housekeeper, who asked the housekeeper to pass it on to the mistress.

Sun advances at noon, the sun is weak, like a falling stock market, and the bleak lack makes people warm.

When the book was handed over to Huanxi, her nose was almost crooked:

"Dog p men don't understand romance! You deserve no one to love you! Get out of your grandma's house and drink cold water! Go to your ancestors' house and eat ice cream! Dare to teach me a lesson, I think you think life is too peaceful! A waste of other people's efforts It should not be hacked!

Is it easy for me to wake up early in the morning! How dare you trample on Miss Ben's enthusiasm for you and make Miss Ben's first step in chasing her husband fail? I think you are tired of it! what! what! If you don't teach me, you will think you are a god! ..."

Shi'er held a teacup and looked at the scolding mistress, who didn't know who provoked her, so she asked curiously, "Mistress! Who are you scolding?"

Huanxi raised her eyebrows, drooped her eyes, and looked fiercely at the curious Shier, who was trying to climb up her sinister face due to anger. She said with a sly smile: "Go and tell the servants that this lady sent a bouquet of flowers to Mrs. My virtue gave this lady a book as a reward!"

Huan Xi was at a loss after finishing speaking.

"Not yet!"

"Oh." Shi'er put down her teacup and hurried away. Huanxi directly threw the book into the stove--the high flames made her feel a little better--Yeah! She really wants to see if he has so many books to give away, thinking that she is familiar with the Four Books for Women and rarely has a copy of "Women's Practice"!

Since you like stereotyped women so much, I will show you stereotyping, but she has the final say on what kind of women you want to stereotype! dead man! Rotten man! Eunuch man! Not a man's man! md actually gave her a broken book! It's not lecherous! Is it human? Doesn't this dispel her enthusiasm for work!

Mad! Huan Xi kicked the table angrily, but unexpectedly screamed and started cursing again...

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