[Qingchuan Space+Red Mansion] Qingluan is a thing in the pool

Under Wang Shishi's urging, Wang Ziteng helped Wang back to the room.After waving back the serving maid, the two of them closed the door and chatted privately.Wang said with some worry. "According to the dream of Qing Luan falling into her arms last night, I must be pregnant with a daughter. I don't know how disappointed the old lady will be when she is born." She is afraid that Wang Shishi will become angry from embarrassment, and she will love her daughter more and more.

Knowing what Wang Shi was worried about, Wang Ziteng patted Wang Shi's hand in relief, and comforted her. "As the saying goes, the flowers bloom first and then bear fruit. When the daughter comes, there will be no son. Don't worry about it, raise the baby well, and give birth to my little Qingluan healthy and healthy."

Amused by Wang Ziteng's words, Wang gave Wang Ziteng a look, and said with a smile on his lips. "You, don't you little Qingluan, little Qingluan screaming, you can say this casually..." What is Qingluan, it is a kind of mysterious bird, a descendant of Phoenix.Since ancient times, the phoenix has represented the lord of the harem, while Qingluan has taken the inferior position... Didn't the name of this little Qingluan Xiao Qingluan just say clearly that he was looking at the position of the imperial concubine?Thinking of the well-known and blessed Jia Yuanchun in Jia's family, Mrs. Wang tightened the veil in her hand.Although they all have that kind of meaning, isn't it a blatant ridicule to behave so blatantly?

"Don't worry. You look like such a brainless person." Thinking of the incidents that the Jia Wang family made in order to fight for power and profit, Wang Ziteng felt very funny in his heart. "Usually, although she is very humble, she has the kindness that she should have. Why did she get so dizzy that people spread such words... We Hanjun Banners, whoever has a daughter, treats her like a blessing. …”

"It's not that she's careless, but she's too thoughtful." Wang, who understood what Jia Wang's plan was, smiled slightly and said to Wang Ziteng. "Anyway, sir, you said, if the relationship with Jia Wangshi fades away, don't meddle in her business anymore. Now, what you should consider is what name your precious girl should choose."

Wang Ziteng pondered: "Wang Xiluan, how are you doing?"

"Is it the name of Cong Xifeng?" Wang thought for a while, and agreed to the name Wang Ziteng married.At this time, Mrs. Wang didn't say anything about drilling or not. If it was drilling, Wang Xifeng's name would be in front of it.But... Wang Shi bit her lip and said teasingly.

"The name Wang Xiluan is not bad, but I want to give my daughter a nickname."

Wang Ziteng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously. "What nickname would you like to have?"

"Jing girl."

"Which Jing?"

"Jing, Yan Jing is also. Jing, privet is also." Wang said slowly, her tone was full of expectations for her unborn daughter.Hearing what Wang said, Wang Ziteng nodded in satisfaction, and decided that Wang Xiluan (Wang Luan)'s nickname should be Jingnu.

There is a saying that Shu Miaojing's slender waist is full of miscellaneous emblems.

—— "Anthology Zhang Heng Sixuan Fu"

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Wang Luan woke up from a deep sleep again.She opened her eyes and found that the place she was in was not as dark as before.There are mountains and water here, just like a fairyland.

I saw a winding path paved with white jade, along the grassland, surrounding ponds of various sizes and mist, and extending into the green forest like ink, which is faintly visible.

Wang Luan was very curious, so he walked along the path paved with white jade stones, and the first thing he saw was the large grassy field overgrown with weeds.

Through memory, I learned that the plants that Wang Luan mistook for weeds were not weeds at all, but various fairy grasses and spiritual plants that could not be seen in the human world.

Because of Qingluan's memory, Wang Luan recognized all kinds of fairy grasses and spiritual plants growing on the grass.Wang Luan collected several kinds of spiritual herbs he needed now with his bare hands, and then walked along the white jade path to the ponds, big and small, filled with mist.

In fact, what Wang Luan said about the pond is not accurate.To be precise, they were puddles of uneven size formed by springs.There are many varieties, each with its own function.

Wang Luan held the spiritual grass in his hand, and according to his memory, he came to a pool where Yiquan could nourish and exercise his body. While nourishing his whole body with warm water vapor, Wang Luan took the spiritual grass together with the spring water.

It hurts...how can it hurt,

The trembling sensation caused by the severe pain made Wang Luan curl up into a ball uncontrollably.Wang Luan bit her lips tightly, the skin of her originally small, flower-shaped mouth was bitten, and the bright red blood beads, like the brightest ruby, fell into the spring water drop by drop, like red flowers Generally, disperses in water.

With his eyes closed, Wang Luan, who was about to pass out from the pain, didn't know clearly. After the clear, smoggy spring water kept washing his body and the overflowing black substance dissolved, Wang Luan's skin was white and smooth, which could be broken by blowing bombs. There is a sentence in the poem: "The mountain of Miaogushe is home to gods and men, whose skin is like ice and snow, and is as graceful as a virgin."

After the pain passed, Wang Luan couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh from the sense of comfort gushing from the depths of his soul.After soaking in the spring water for body cultivation and exercise for a while, Wang Luan got up, naked and barefoot, and walked to the center surrounded by large and small spring pools, where a straight, tall and large sycamore tree grew. Tree.

When I got closer, I found a wooden house built on the top of the sycamore tree with luxuriant branches. Although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs.

Through the ladder frame woven by vines, Wang Luan entered the wooden house, and found a set of white flowing sleeves embroidered with gold and silver thread with phoenixes and silver auspicious clouds at the skirt. Put on the Hanfu.Dressed directly in a head of misty hair, she sat on a soft bed made of reeds, closed her eyes and rested.

In fact, it is not very accurate to say rest, because according to Qingluanniao's memory, the Xuanniao clan does not actually have any cultivation skills.As long as they close their eyes, they can cultivate on their own according to the guidance of their instincts. They are truly the darlings of heaven and earth.

During the practice, Wang Luan vaguely saw himself transformed into Qingluan, flying forward continuously with the blue light, and saw a couple.As if I sensed something, I flew around the man, and then followed the blue light into the belly of the woman who was a few steps away from the man...... once again When I opened my eyes, I was in warm water, and my body became a small ball.After trying to move his hands and feet, Wang Luan keenly heard a voice of surprise coming from outside.

"Grandpa, the child is moving."

"Really, let me touch it."

The generous palms were placed on Wang's towering belly, and the heat seemed to be felt through the belly.Wang Luan slowly twisted her small body, and patted it with her small hands through her belly, her small face, which was not much bigger than a fist, was full of satisfaction.It's good that she has parents and relatives from now on.