Marriage by Heaven II

"Yuan Fourteen."

Baihe Daoist Academy, the school, the head of the academy held a Taoist scroll in his hand and talked in a low voice on the high platform. The girl who was sitting in the audience was caught again and hurriedly covered the unpainted portrait with rice paper.

"Yuan Shishi, you don't listen well." The man pretended to be distressed and sighed.

The coldness on the face of the girl who sighed so much that she had done something wrong could hardly hold back.

Yuan Shiqi, who was beside him, covered his mouth and secretly watched the excitement, and the men and women of the aristocratic families in the school couldn't help but smile kindly.

The situation has changed, and the world of Kyushu has ushered in the era of cultivating Taoism in which the strong are respected. Everyone is striving for progress with the deep-rooted spirit of "hanging the head from the beam and piercing the buttocks", so as not to give up for the general trend.

At first they didn't understand why Yuan Shishi, the best, frequently deserted in school, and even ignored the homework assigned by the masters, and sat here just to listen.

Until he realized that Yuan Shishi's path was different from theirs. It was not to break the law with strength, let alone compete for supremacy with magic. The path was different, and the direction of research was different.

Yuan Shishi was able to sit here peacefully, one was to accompany her sister, and two, they deeply suspected that she was sitting here to appreciate the demeanor of the Patriarch up close.

You see, she just stared at their courtyard head in a daze.

It's just that he was in a daze and was caught by the Lord.

In other places, Yuan Shishi, the most indifferent and reticent, could not see such an interesting expression.

It was as if an iceberg had cracked a crack, and the spring light that could melt the ice shone in.

"Copied the first chapter of "Tao Jing" three times, and hand it over to me tomorrow." Zhou Jing put his fist on his lips and cleared his cough: "Okay, let's continue talking."

Qin Ji sat down awkwardly, and glanced at someone on the high platform with anger and shame, but the head of the courtyard deliberately ignored her sweetheart, facing all the students, as solemnly as a banished fairy. World.

She really likes to see the daytime scenery like this.

Gradually, the shame of being named faded away, and Qin Ji let out a long sigh in her heart, and quietly looked at her good "husband" with her arms propped up.

That's right, maybe she was sitting there at first to pass the time with Shi 67, but since her benefactor gave the teaching, she couldn't move her eyes away from the side.

She is still staying in the monastery for the daytime view.

To put it bluntly, other people's family is for cultivating Taoism and becoming stronger, while she is purely for admiring beauties.

Yuan Shiqi lightly touched her with his elbow, and said with a lip-synch smile: "Sister, don't be fooled by brother-in-law again."

This seventeen!

Qin Ji smiled implicitly.

Xindao: How can I not be confused?

These days, Jiao Shiqi and the others have seen a lot of jokes, and even Jiu Niang can't hide the affection in her eyes when she jokes.

She thought: Why hide it?

Only she loves her, there is no need to hide it.

Qin Ji was obsessed with beauty and couldn't extricate herself from it. The thin pen in her hand kept drawing that person's eyebrows, that person's eyes, and every detail of her amorous feelings.

After going on like this for half a month, she found that indulging in beauty is of great benefit to her cultivation of love.

The benefactor's stimulation of her sensitive strings can always teach her to feel more emotional fluctuations in her married life that she didn't have before marriage.

Her Taoism is closely related to her love, she loves Zhoujing more and more, she is fascinated by her seriousness in the Taoist monastery, and also loves the intimacy when they are alone when she returns home.

At the end of a big class, she put away the pictures of beauties she had drawn, studied the ink and brushed a pen, and copied the first chapter of the "Tao Jing". Seventeen by her side kept teasing her, but she was able to concentrate on it without being affected.

"Tao Jing" is no better than "Court Rules", but it is just a dream to write the first article in after-school time.What can't be finished is left to go home and write.

Day after day, many people around her are making progress. Yesterday Shiqi led her breath into her body and officially embarked on the road, which aroused the envy of many people.And Jiu Niang is smart, she is the one who practiced the most in the Taoist monastery, she developed a sense of qi in just three days, and was able to communicate with the aura of heaven and earth.

The disciples of the Yuan family are able to study well, and the progress of their cultivation is beyond words.

Every day people set foot on the road, and every day they hear all kinds of rumors about the Taoist monastery.

Her peers are making progress, Qin Ji doesn't seem to be in a hurry, she is very stable.The road is different, the way is different, there is no comparison.Others cultivate their physique and spells, but she cultivates her emotions with her soul.

Secretly painting portraits of the daytime scene in the school is practice, and thinking about her is also practice, eating and drinking, and daily life are all practice.

On the head of willows on the moon, in the study, she was copying the unfinished "Tao Jing" with a pen.

Zhou Jing stood outside the door and watched quietly for a long time, then stepped forward and hugged her waist from behind: "Are you tired?"

Qin Ji chuckled lightly, using her pen like a snake, and focused on two purposes: "I'm not tired."

She stopped talking, lowered her head, and silently kissed the small and delicate earlobe.

The hand holding the pen was still steady at first, but gradually lost the strength to control it. Qin Ji's breathing was unsteady, and she had no choice but to put down the pen: "I haven't finished writing yet."

There was a hint of coquettishness in the tone.

"No rush. You can write it in class and just hand it over to me before school is over."

The collar was peeled off, revealing the dazzling white shoulders.

Qin Ji held back her face and reached out to help, but her hand was held down.

Zhou Jing's deep eyes carried a strong intent of plundering, but after a few breaths, Qin Ji lost her previous persistence, and her legs softened: "I..."

"Zhouzhou, I'm in your way."

"Hmm..." The roots of her ears were flushed, and she couldn't pull back the slipped clothes.

The study is a place of refinement, with such an appearance, even though she is far less valuing of sages and etiquette in her previous life, she can't bear it.

She cultivates the Dao of Love, and the benefactor is naturally in her Dao.Since one is in the Dao, the superior happiness can also promote the realization of the Dao.The word love must always be understood with the body and mind.

"Feel me well."

Qin Ji hesitated for a moment, and finally closed her eyes: "Mmm..."

She turned around and was hugged on the sandalwood desk, feeling a little nervous, looking expectantly and shyly at the daytime scene, her watery eyes splashed with a faint charm, falling into the other side's eyes, it was full of innocence.

"Don't destroy the Tao Jing that I copied."

At this moment, she was still thinking about handing over the handwritten copy of the first chapter of the "Tao Jing" to her head of the hospital, Zhou Jing's fox eyes were a little bit bad, and her slender knuckles pinched her pointed chin: " Yuan Shishi, you are not paying attention."

Qin Ji looked at her angrily: "Don't call me Yuan Shishi."

"Then are you Yuan Fourteen?" Zhou Jing smiled playfully.

Of course she was Yuan Fourteen, but the "Yuan Fourteen" was shouted in this atmosphere, no matter how you listen to it... taboo.

It is even worse than the "benefactor" she often calls.

Thoughts floated, she was so ashamed that she wanted to jump off the table to escape, but was grabbed by the waist.

"late."

The benefactor has always been shameless in this matter, Qin Ji understands it deeply, but there is nothing she can do except accept it completely.What she loves is such a person, she is good, she is not good, love cannot be reduced by one point, and it will increase day by day.

Whether it's a long flow of water, or a sweet and greasy glue, a woman who is in love, how can she care about herself?

Qin Ji watched intently how her benefactor vented her enthusiasm, her eyes were trembling, she couldn't tell whether it was water or glowing emotion.

She felt it.

also saw.

Seeing how Zhou Jing held her in the palm of his hand, respecting and admiring her, he was also lawless.

Blooming like fire.

Even a piece of ice had to be completely melted for her.

Unhappy, not considered complete.

To love, to sex.An obsession that life and death cannot change.

"Yuan Fourteen..."

Qin Ji's throat rolled when she shouted, and a drop of sweat dripped down her neck.

"Calling you like that, you actually like it?" Zhou Jing's movements changed from gentleness, and he smiled at her, eyes rolling with raging fire, Qin Ji snorted and frowned slightly, being more seduced by her.

Her knuckles were white, and her almond eyes were filled with mist. She opened her eyes wide and tried to see the trickster clearly, but the response buried in her lips and teeth was shattered by the wind and rain.

late autumn.

The leaves of the sycamore tree were blown down by the wind, and the servants of the day mansion took a broom to sweep the fallen leaves in the courtyard just after dawn.

The main courtyard was quiet, and across a door, Qin Ji turned sideways, her fingers twirling along the flawless outline of the person next to her pillow, her fingertips stopped at the corner of her jaw, and she leaned over to kiss that snowy hair.

The hair is white for Ning Lianzhou.

Who is Ning Lianzhou?

Ning Lianzhou is also her.

The scenes that she saw in the dream on the day of entering the Tao came to her mind. She was jealous, regretful, jealous of Ning Lianzhou's benefactor's infatuation, jealous of her dying in the benefactor's arms, and regretting her late arrival One step, so that her benefactor now calls her "Zhouzhou" and "Zhouzhou".

But last night, her benefactor called her "Yuan Fourteen" all night.

She was so fascinated by the shouting that she couldn't tell what night it was.

She stayed up all night.

After being tossed all night, she should be tired.

But she will be very excited, the confusion that has perplexed her for more than half a year dissipates at the last moment, and she finally sees the most obvious facts clearly after the clouds and mists are cleared away.

Ning Lianzhou is her.

She is Ning Lianzhou.

Her Tao should not be trapped in a three-inch space, and her love should not be stuck in the so-called early or late in the past and present.

She got it.

Whether in the previous life or in this life, in this life or in every future life, what the benefactor promised her is the love from life to life, and the joy that will be doubled forever.

My heart suddenly opened up.

Past life, present life, come early, come late, it was her at first, and it should be her in the end.

In the matter of believing in love, the benefactor has done much better than her.

She loves her soul deeply, it has nothing to do with skin.

Jiu Niang was three points similar to her in the previous life, except for the first meeting, the benefactor looked at her a few more times because of surprise, and was never distracted by the face that was slightly similar to her lover in the previous life.

She loved her and offered her loyalty without hesitation.

The benefactor recognized her.

Qin Ji's chest was filled with continuous emotion. She was obsessed with the cause and effect of her previous life, and her benefactor smashed her paranoia with a "Yuan Fourteen" and full of love by accident.

Melted her with fire.

She wasn't tired at all, her whole soul was filled with love, and she was so tired that it was a daytime scene instead.

She pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her eyes and staring obsessively: the daytime face that had lost its original source was a little pale, and she looked a little weak from the outside.Looking at her like this, it is impossible to imagine how brave and lively she is at night.

Qin Ji rubbed her cheek against her side face, and curled up in her arms like a cat for a moment.

Then, he got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Her way has taken a big step forward, and even because she has become accustomed to the nourishment of Changye's original source over time, she no longer needs to use more energy to accept and absorb it.

The power of the source showed its effect on her.

The skin is white and shiny, and the complexion is also good.

The benefits of the blending of water and fire gradually emerged, and Qin Ji was in a good mood and radiant.

The head of the family, who was paralyzed on the bed and pretended to be a salted fish, lazily squinted his eyes at the beautiful wife who abducted from the bathroom, looked at the time, and was surprised that she woke up early.

His lips moved, hesitantly said: "Zhouzhou, you haven't slept all night, have you?"

After finishing speaking, she felt extremely guilty, and felt guilty for her ignorance.

"You didn't want me to sleep before, but when you do, I won't be able to sleep." Qin Ji sat on the edge of the bed and kissed her chin openly, softly saying, "I love you, for today's portion."

"..."

Zhou Jing was dumbfounded, covering the place where he was kissed and blinking his eyelashes quickly.

Love you, today's share.

This is what they agreed in their previous lives, and they would use a kiss to wake up their affection for each other every day when they were together.

Like a solemn ceremony, but also a little romance that belongs to two people alone.

It's been a long time.

"Zhou Zhou..."

"Huh?" Qin Ji took her hand and kissed her fingertips, she could vaguely smell her own scent on Ruyu's knuckles, she frowned: "What's wrong, benefactor?"

The changes in her body are not insignificant. Zhou Jing is smart, and after thinking about it, he is also happy for her. He hugged her and kissed her hard: "Congratulations to my Zhou Zhou."

Qin Ji laughed and helped her up: "Okay, don't stay in bed anymore, my lord."

"Yuan Shishi, how should you thank me?" Zhou Jing rolled his eyes at her and smiled.

"How can I thank you..." She smiled lowly, "How about I wait for my benefactor to dress, tie, put on boots, and adjust the crown?"

"That's great."

Laughter was locked inside the door by the white plum hairpin three inches deep into the ground, and Zhou Jing retracted the white plum hairpin. He thought of something and praised: "This thing is a good thing."

Hearing the string song and knowing the elegant meaning, Qin Ji took offense at her, and pinched the soft flesh around her waist with her plain hands, in exchange for two begging for mercy.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, madam, please forgive me!"

Hearing this, Qin Ji let go, she glanced at the jade hairpin as a magic weapon out of the corner of her eye, secretly thinking that these Taoist magic tools were frequently used by them for this kind of thing, really...

Her earlobes were flushed, and she buried her head in fixing the belts of the day scene.

"Sister, you seem to be a little different!"

Yuan Shiqi's eyes were wide open, his face full of curiosity.

She was sure that a subtle change had taken place in Ajie, but she didn't know what to say.

Qin Ji tapped her small head with the Taoist scroll: "Kids, don't let your imagination run wild."

Gee!

"Brother-in-law?" Yuan Shiqi asked suddenly.

Qin Ji hurriedly followed the direction she was staring at—how could there be any shadow of the daytime scene?

Knowing that she was cheated, she turned to find Shiqi to settle the score, Yuan Shiqi slipped away quickly, and ran out of the school, just in time for Shen Duan to look for her.

She hid behind Shen Duan, leaving Shen Duan to deal with her elder sister in a good manner, a proper little cunning.

"Just get used to her." Qin Ji glanced at the gentlemanly Shen Duan, Shen Duan frowned and smiled, as if she was used to the great beauty of Yuan Shiqi.

It can't help but make people sigh again: the word love.

作者有话要说：捉虫！感谢在2021-06-1113:18:30~2021-06-1123:55:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~