Master, please be careful!

However, as a mother, Mrs. Song will not give up.

Mr. Xie Huai is a collateral branch of the Xie family, so he naturally understands the difficulty of being a concubine.

In this kind of family of cultivating immortals, everything is respected by cultivation.As long as you have the strength, you have the right to speak, and you can do whatever you want.If not, no matter how good you are, no one will look at you.

The memories continued, Xie Huaijun watched Mrs. Song gritted her teeth and went directly to Su's house.

The Su family is not far from the Song family.This is for cultivators.Mrs. Song is a weak woman with no self-cultivation at all, so she had to hire a carriage and walked for two days and two nights without sleep.

There was no one in the Song family to help her, so she used it as jewelry and went to the Su family by herself.

The Su family is an extremely high-ranking family in the cultivating family.Several patriarchs of the Su family have held important positions in various sects, and they were also the main force participating in the battle between immortals and demons.There are dozens of people in the clan who only dream of the realm.

In fact, if it is possible, she would like to go to Ninghuizong to ask. However, Ninghuizong is located in Ninghui Xianshan, and there are countless enchantments on it, so she can't go up.

The Su family is different from the Xie family. The Xie family likes to be quiet, so the main house is located outside the city.The Su family is luxurious and located in the center of the city.The main residence of the Su family can only live in the direct descendants of the Su family, and they are extremely talented people, and everyone else lives separately.

Because Su Xiting is the eldest son of the Su family, with outstanding talent, Mrs. Song came to the main residence of the Su family.

The Su family is located in Gusu. The whole house is quite distinctive. Although the outside is a bustling urban area, the inside is unique, elegant and quiet.There is an enchantment protection on the outside, and ordinary people can't get in.

The two stone lions in front of the door are mighty and domineering, which also shows the confidence of the Su family.

"This little brother, I'm the Song family..." Mrs. Song found the guard at the door and was about to speak, but she didn't know what to say.

She is just a concubine, how could she meet the Su family.

"I hope I can tell you that I am Song Qingci's mother. My Ci'er is on good terms with Master Ting and disappeared a few days ago. I want to ask what happened." Mrs. Song paused , or can only take out Su Xiting to speak.

"Later, I'll go in and ask." The Su family is powerful, and the guards are different from other families.Although a little arrogant, but the etiquette is still considerate, and she will not refuse to pass on because of her low status.

After waiting for almost an hour, Mrs. Song's legs were numb, and the guards of Tongchuan led a female cultivator back.

"Mrs. Song, the Patriarch's Madam is here to invite you." The female cultivator was wearing a pink dress, with delicate features, and she felt comfortable looking at it.

Mrs. Song has no cultivation, but it doesn't mean she can't feel it. She is just a maid, and her cultivation is already higher than most of the Song family.

"Also ask the girl to lead the way."

All the way from the gate to the living room, Mrs. Song could already feel the atmosphere of the Su family.Quiet and elegant gardens, unique rockery and flowing water.

Will such a family really help her?

Mrs. Song felt a faint sense of uneasiness in her heart.

When we arrived at the living room, there was a lot of huanghuali wood inside, with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum carved on it, which was noble and elegant, yet elegant and delicate.

Sitting on the main seat was a graceful woman, dressed in a light purple dress with light golden dark patterns embroidered on it.It is light without losing elegance, and luxurious without losing gentleness.

"I don't know why Mrs. Song came here?" Mrs. Su didn't ask people to sit down, so Mrs. Song didn't dare to sit down.

In fact, Mrs. Song also knew in her heart that the "Mrs. Song" was just for politeness, and she couldn't call others a concubine, so she raised her face.

"Mrs. Su." Mrs. Song saluted, "My son Song Qingci went to the Ninghui Sect with Young Master Ting for the assessment, but he hasn't returned yet. Does Madam have any clues?"

"You mean resignation." Mrs. Su looked suddenly enlightened, "Although Ah Ting and him are on good terms, they are not inseparable. How would I know where he went?"

"Madam, can I... meet Young Master Ting?" Madam Song asked tentatively.

She is the daughter of a small family, but she hasn't really suffered any grievances. Although she was a little bit wronged in her husband's house, at least she has a son to accompany her. Now she doesn't even have her only son...

"My family, Ating, is already the apprentice of the head of the sect. How are you qualified to see him!" Mrs. Su said with displeasure, "You'd better not bother my son, your foxy son disappeared, and my son No relationship."

"If you are sensible, don't mention this matter again, especially don't let my family A Ting know."

"If you mention it again, no one will be able to protect your Song family."

After Madam Su finished speaking, she took a sip of tea gracefully, and ordered her servants to invite Madam Song out.

From the beginning to the end, Mrs. Su never took Mrs. Song and Song Qingci seriously.

The children and concubines of the small family just wanted to get into the Su family.

Especially that Song Qingci, who fortunately disappeared, it would be bad if Ating really followed her.I don't know who wants to punish Song Qingci, but if she disappears, she disappears. What does it have to do with her Su family?

When Mrs. Song left the gate of Su's house, her legs were weak.

She thought that with Su Xiting's relationship, she would tell her some clues.

Unexpectedly, she and her son were nothing more than worthless ants in the eyes of others.

Your son is the proud son of heaven, is my son the dirt under his feet?

Are the Su family and Ninghuizong all seeing a living person in doubt?

And the Song family.

Shouldn't it be the Song family who should have given the most help?

Who in this world can help her?

But what she didn't expect was that the head of the Song family came to find her in person.Right at the door of the Su family, the head of the Song family, Song Ming'an, came personally with a sword, and slapped her hard.

When Xie Huaijun saw this, he couldn't help but want to make a move.

Yet he refrained.

It's just a memory, and he can't change anything.

Mrs. Song was slapped and fell to the ground, and then kicked again.

"You scourge! How dare you sneak out to find the Su family! You have the Song family in your heart! If you make the Su family unhappy, the entire Song family can't stand it if they poke it casually!"

Foot after foot, Mrs. Song lay on the cold ground, being trampled by Song Ming'an.

Every foot of Song Ming'an was extremely heavy. He was originally a cultivator and a man, how could Mrs. Song bear it?

In the end, the servants carried Mrs. Song back.

As soon as he returned to Song's house, he locked people in the room, sent someone to guard the door, and invited a doctor to come over for diagnosis and treatment.But no matter whether it is a doctor or a servant, no one will say a word to Mrs. Song.

Because this is Song Ming'an's order.

Mrs. Song had been raised in the room for more than a month before she gradually got better.However, there was no news of Song Qingci for a month, which meant that her son would probably never come back.

When she realized this, her hair turned completely silver that night.

Worry all night!

The Song family won't help her, and neither will the Su family, so she can only rely on herself.

Mrs. Song is the daughter of a small mortal family. Although she is not rich, she was taught to read and write.Although she can't get out of the yard, fortunately she and her son's yard are connected. Song Ming'an doesn't care about her, so she can go to Song Qingci's room.

There are cultivation methods and secret books in it.

Therefore, Mrs. Song relied on the pain of losing her child, and forced herself to walk all the way to the realm of dream knot.

The memory world slowly dimmed, and finally turned into pure darkness.

Xie Huaijun opened his eyes, and there was a slight throbbing pain in his head, which should be the reason why it took a little longer to enter other people's memory.

"Master." Shen Jue came over immediately, saw his brows slightly wrinkled, and knew that Master must have a severe headache, so he climbed onto the bed and rubbed his temples to relieve fatigue.

In the past two days, Mr. Xie Huai had consumed too much of his spiritual cultivation, so he inevitably felt a little tired. Being served by Shen Jue like this made him feel much more comfortable.

So he leaned directly on Shen Jue's lap to enjoy the service.

The master lay in his arms, Shen Jue naturally wanted it, and both legs became extremely sensitive because of the contact with the master.Wherever it touches Master, it seems to be burning.

Shen Jue stiffened his body and did not dare to move.

As soon as he lowered his head, the master's handsome, gentle and beautiful face was right in front of his eyes.

If he lowered a little bit, he could kiss the master's forehead, the firm nose, and the fine powder lips.

Even the sound of Master's steady breathing was alluring him.

Yet he cannot touch it.

When Shen Jue realized this, his whole body softened and his body was covered in cold sweat.

The master is so good, he can't let him down.

Even in his dreams, he wanted to touch Master, and in his dreams, he wanted to kiss and touch wantonly like a demon out of control.Every time he thinks of Master being pressed under him, with a face like a peach blossom, he gets so excited that he can't help it.

Shen Jue didn't know when he started to like Master.

Perhaps it was when the master taught him how to practice swords, or when the master accompanied him to study, fish with him, or do anything with him.

Perhaps from the very beginning, when Master picked him up from his aunt, he felt that this person was very nice.

Although Master didn't like him at first, he still liked Master.

I liked it seven years ago, and I like it even more seven years later.

He wanted to be with Master, he wanted to be with Master—to be together.

"Master, do you still want to take a bath?" Seeing that the time was almost up, Shen Jue reminded in a low voice.

However, Xie Huaijun was already asleep.

Reaching out to extinguish a few lights, the room suddenly darkened, and the dim light made everything more gentle.

Shen Jue helped Xie Huaijun to lie down, untied Master's belt lightly, and took off his clothes, leaving only a thin layer of obscene clothes.

The summer night is slightly cool, the obscene clothes are light and thin, and a small bulge on the chest can be vaguely seen.

Shen Jue swallowed, and put the quilt on Master as if death was at home.

But he also thought that this might be the only chance to get close to Master.

Xie Huaijun's cultivation base is too high, and under normal circumstances, he will be very cautious even when he is asleep.Falling asleep undefended from being overtired like today is simply impossible.

Shen Jue was a little shaken in his heart.

So in the next moment, he cast a sleeping technique on the master without hesitation.

His hand slowly pulled away the quilt that was covered just now, and carefully inserted it into the master's obscene clothes.

Shen Jue's heart beat so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.

His fingertips touched Master's soft chest, as well as the pink and small bulge.

no!He shouldn't have done this!

Shen Jue turned his head and told himself desperately not to touch Master.

However, at the next moment, Shen Jue lowered his head and kissed Master's lips.

Shen Jue didn't sleep all night.