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

Mu Yaozhu looked at Huanxi, who was absent-minded, and took the initiative to stand up and hold her hand. Even her usually indifferent tone was surprisingly eager today: "The mistress slept well last night!"

Huan Xi covered her mouth and smiled, deliberately shaking the hairpin on her head. The eyes that drove the resentment in the banquet were like thorns.

Huan Xi blushed shyly: "It's all because I was too impatient and didn't know where to go."

Situ Yuxin accidentally crushed the tray in her hand when she heard the words.

There was a hint of loneliness in Qingshang's eyes.

There was a weak, weary cough in the dark.

Gong Kong'er's generous stare at her meant that the accusation was self-evident, but everyone knew whether the generosity was true or not.

Huanxi covered her eyes with her hand and leaped over the bent crowd with her only lovesickness to apologize to her only guilty soul: I'm sorry! Failed to realize your wish to marry him!

"Mistress, did you pick up the hairpin on your head?"

"Where is my husband's sympathy for my hard work yesterday?" Md helped him clean up Long Tenghai, of course it was hard work!

Others don't know the birth, but they all interpret the hard work as a favor, thinking that she really served Long Qianyuan last night, but it just so happens that this is a big deal in the Long family.

As soon as she said this, she successfully received more murderous intent, which belonged to the fighting style between women, which seemed to be ignited at the touch of a finger, and the flame had the potential to start a prairie fire, but--does Huanxi bother to play?

Yuxin's eyes stopped on the swaying wooden hairpin, and for the first time, murderous intent appeared in her eyes, because she also knew that another meaning of Binghai's drunkenness is--obsessed, who is obsessed with who, who gave her this hairpin, if she let her It's better to let her believe that Xu Huanxi stole it than believing that it was given by the Dragon Lord!

Qian Lailai didn't know what to eat and didn't look at Xu Huanxi. The rumors last night were too uncomfortable. Dragon Lord has always been so fair and so rigid, making all women love and hate, and more satisfied. How could he make an exception and spoil someone? impossible! how is this possible? She would rather believe that the Dragon Lord favored Long Qingshi last night! Qian Lailai realized that she was thinking too much and lowered her head, not daring to look at people.

In an instant, Mu Yaozhu clenched his fists to hold back the rolling jealousy in his heart and did not lose his courtesy in front of the guests: "Master Yaozhu would like to introduce someone to you."

"OK!"

The eyes of the two met - lightning, thunder, and slander in their hearts to demolish people's ancestral graves.

Mu Yaozhu's eyes turned cold: You are dead.

Huanxi is definitely right: try it.

The two of them were still, moved, cold, hot, Susu, and looked at each other, regardless of the outcome.

Mu Yaozhu's eyes sank, and he waved his black clothes and shouted coquettishly at the figure in the distance: "Brother, come quickly."

Huan Xi turned his head fearlessly and met a man unexpectedly.

She saluted the man slightly and turned his head to look at himself. Huanxi murmured in her heart: Who is he?

Wang Qianhuan appeared next to Mu Yaozhu in an instant, and Shengxue in white was arrogant and unruly. He was more heroic than in Jiangnan. He affectionately tapped the tip of Mu Yaozhu's nose: "What's wrong with the little rascal."

Mu Yaozhu punched him, pretending to be shy, but she really let go of the cold, and the spring flowers bloomed heroically and smiled at the man in white. She turned her eyes to Huanxi and looked at her triumphantly, waiting for her to make a fool of herself: "Eldest brother, this one!" It's my newly married mistress of Long Tomb Castle, and she has some relationship with the senior brother. I heard that the sixth sister is the elder brother's sister-in-law. I don't know if the senior brother recognizes her or not." Mu Yaozhu emphasized the word "six younger sister" and looked at Xu Huanxi. Without the wantonness of the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, the jealousy and treachery common to women in the compound are added.

Looking at her with pity and pity, the loss of a generation of arrogance is actually so simple. As long as there is only one man and a group of women, then the purity and beauty of blooming at the beginning will be lost--women, please pay attention to your exhausted soul.

Xu Huanxi pulled back her absent-minded eyes and happened to meet Wang Qianhuan.

"You!—" Wang Qianhuan recognized her at a glance. If he didn't pay attention at the beginning, he could see everything clearly at such a close distance!

"You!—" Since you are surprised, you are all surprised! Tears suddenly appeared in Huanxi's eyes, but it wasn't that she was about to cry, but the soul screaming in her heart was unwilling to ask the man in front of her: did she ever care about her.

A woman -- after all, there is no escape from the word love.

"Why are you here!" Wang Qianhuan was so surprised that he couldn't believe that the person standing in front of him could be his wife's fault! It's better to say that the wife is too early than a woman waiting to be married. Is it impossible for her to chase herself so far? His whereabouts are never fixed, and what's the matter with her clothes! What happened to appearing in Long's house! Even if he hadn't officially married her, it was a fact that the sedan chair was carried into Tianmu Mountain. How could she appear here, how could she show her face in other people's homes.

Invisibly, Qian Huan didn't realize that although he didn't like Huan Xi, he regarded Huan Xi as his own woman, and ancient men always had two words for their women-command. "Go back quickly!"

Situ Yuxin finally knew what Mu Yaozhu was playing. She looked at them with a distorted smile on her lips: Are you unwilling to be lonely? Did you also feel moved by looking at her body? Ha ha! No matter how lonely a woman is, as long as the thread in that man's hand moves, everyone is a puppet! Ha ha! Satire!

Gong Kong'er deliberately caught the gloom in Situ Yuxin's eyes, and the smile on her face became even brighter. Although she didn't know what happened to them, she believed that what she wanted was about to begin.

The woman in the dark clenched the little hand of the girl next to her and watched with concern as Huan Xi's skirt was held tightly in her hand, her face was pale: as if distressed, as if caring, as if powerless.

"Ahem——"

The little girl worriedly helped her back: "Madam, are you okay, why don't we go back first!"

"It's okay!" The helplessness and fragility in the voice made Hua'er cry.

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