Da Bong fights more people

Luo Yuheng turned his head to the side and lay there without moving.

"Now I finally understand why the Buddha and the witch gods are competing for the Central Plains. I also finally understand why they can still live forever after condensing their luck."

Luo Yuheng's heart skipped a beat:

"You mean, they also used the method of incense and fire?"

Xu Qi'an nodded:

"Only in this way can we condense luck without the shackles of longevity. It is only now that I understand that Confucianism is the most special among all people, things, and systems related to luck.

"The Confucian way of condensing luck is probably completely different from the way of incense and fire. This also leads to the short lifespan of Confucianism, but it is powerful and terrifying."

Luo Yuheng nodded imperceptibly, agreeing with his statement.

"Forget it, these are still too far away from me."

Xu Qi'an was suddenly unruly, "Hey hey":

"National teacher, Dafeng depends on you, let's continue to quell the karma."

Luo Yuheng raised his brows upside down:

"Did you forget what you just said yesterday?"

Xu Qi'an doesn't eat this set:

"But I also said just now, if I can answer their doubts, you can double cultivate with me again."

Luo Yuheng snorted coldly: "I agree?"

"You didn't refuse either." Xu Qi'an was eloquent, and he said aggrievedly:

"Isn't it the default?

"Besides, we haven't got out of bed yet. It's not the second time. I promise, just this time, after getting out of bed, I won't pester you."

As he spoke, he went to lift Luo Yuheng's shoulders, trying to make her lie flat.

My aunt hurriedly turned sideways to prevent him from succeeding, and turned her back to him.

Immediately realizing that this posture was more dangerous, she hurriedly turned around, opened her beautiful eyes, and glared at him angrily.

Xu Qi'an lightly sniffed the fragrance in her hair, with her arms tightly around her smooth and delicate waist:

"Just once, really just this once."

Luo Yuheng let out a breath slowly, seemed a little helpless, turned his head aside, and said coldly:

"Just this time."

Xu Qi'an pressed up, with his arms on both sides of her waist.

There are still servants in the house. Although there are not many servants, they must take care of the master's basic necessities of life.

When Yang Gong was young, he was also a romantic scholar recruited by red sleeves everywhere, and he arranged for Xu Yinluo to be all young and beautiful maidservants.

It was originally used to warm Xu Yinluo's bed.

Knowing that they were dispatched to serve Xu Yinluo, the beautiful maids were very excited. If Xu Yinluo took a fancy to them and put them in the house, they would turn chickens into phoenixes, and they would flourish from then on.

Who would have thought that on the day Xu Yinluo moved in, he would bring back a beautiful and beautiful fairy, who at first glance was not a vulgar thing.

No, the sun was already high, and seeing that it was time for lunch, Xu Yinluo was pinned tightly to the bed.

She's really a grating goblin, she looks like a fairy, and she doesn't have any charm.

The maids pretended to be doing things in the yard, listening to the "creaking" sound of the overwhelmed beds in the house, they thought it was really bearable, from early morning to near lunch, they didn't make any sound at all.

Same morning.

In Xu's Mansion in the capital city, my aunt, under the service of Lu'e and a few little maids, put on the first-grade imperial lady's ordinary clothes.

Since Huaiqing ascended the throne, she has been conferred the title of first-rank imperial wife. Xu Qi'an has no father or mother, and was raised by his uncle and aunt. This benefit naturally fell to his aunt.

What is the concept of Yipin Mingming?

The husband or son must be a first-rank official before a woman can be granted the title of imperial wife.

First-rank officials are at the level of the three princes, and the current first-rank imperial wives are all gray-haired, or have entered old age, or have long since passed away.And all are wives, no mother.

As long as anyone who can climb to the first rank, whoever does not have half a foot in the coffin, has half a foot in the coffin himself, of course the parents have already lie in the coffin and reincarnated.

Aunt is probably the only genius who has become a first-rank genius as a "mother" at that time, and she is the youngest.

In the world of practice, my colleagues have to take a deep breath and say:

This woman is terrifying!

But my aunt didn't do anything. She planted flowers at home and fed the fish, and somehow she became invincible and unparalleled in the world.

Even Second Uncle Xu, who had just heard that his aunt had been named a royal wife, couldn't help feeling in his heart:

Fortune favors fools!

Of course, the mouth said:

Madame is very lucky.

Mrs. Yipin Gaoming's ordinary clothes are extremely luxurious, from the number of headwear, to silk ribbons and patterns, etc., there are strict attentions.

For example, the emerald phoenix crown with gold plating on the head of my aunt is so gorgeous and heavy that she has to twist her neck every few steps.

"Lingyue, are you ready?"

Aunt dressed in gorgeous clothes, led the maids, and pushed open the door of Xu Lingyue's room.

My aunt was originally an extremely beautiful and charming woman. After wearing the luxurious ordinary clothes, her beauty became extravagant.

Seeing the eldest daughter in a homely dress, sitting at the table flipping through a book, the aunt suddenly became angry:

"Did you listen to what my old lady told you? Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? You're about to enter the palace soon."

Xu Lingyue said lightly:

"Wearing this dress, my mother can no longer call herself an "old lady". The vulgar language is inappropriate."

The aunt was stunned by her daughter for a moment, and didn't know how to respond for a moment, so she had to say: