Jiang Qing...

For some reason, Sikong Wangxing always felt that this name was very familiar.

This is not because there is only one word difference between her and Sister Qingshang, but because I seem to have seen or heard it somewhere.

But at that time, it was just a casual glance or a casual listen. I didn't pay attention to it at the time, and naturally I can't think of it now.

Or is it just my own illusion?

"My wife's name is Jiang Qing."

Lin Xun continued without noticing Sikong Wangxing's slightly frowning brows in thought.

"Actually speaking, my wife and Jiang Qingshang have some connections."

"Sister Qingshang?" Sikong Wangxing raised his eyes.

"Um."

Looking at Sikong Wangxing's clear starry eyes, Lin Xun subconsciously avoided his gaze.

"Qing'er, the Empress of the Qian Kingdom and the Holy Lady of Zilin, Jiang Qingshang, were playmates when they were young. They are distant relatives. However, compared to the Empress of the Qian Kingdom and Jiang Qingshang, Qing'er cannot practice cultivation.

It doesn't matter whether I practice or not, but Miss Sikong knows that I am a monk and Qing'er is a mortal. My little life may be Qing'er's whole life.

It's not like I haven't thought about destroying my spiritual roots and abolishing my cultivation, but I have too many enemies. If I destroy my spiritual roots and cultivation, then anyone can calculate my position.

When the time comes, let alone Qing'er, I won't even be able to protect myself."

"So, Young Master plans to help Miss Qing'er establish her spiritual roots, embark on the path of spiritual practice, and increase her life span." Sikong Wangxing blinked.

"Yeah." Lin Xun nodded, "That's true."

"Then, I will pretend that I can practice cultivation, and then we will join the sect of Zilin Holy Land together.

I will protect Qing'er secretly and defend Qing'er's path.

When Qing'er has achieved enough cultivation or becomes familiar with the path of cultivation, I will reveal my identity bit by bit and gradually let her accept it."

Sikong Wangxing bent his eyes and smiled: "With Mr. Lin's protection, I believe there will be no problem. Moreover, the young master is such a good person, even if Miss Qing'er knows the young master's identity, she will definitely accept it."

"I'm not a good person." Lin Xun rejected the other party's good person card. "Actually, I came to this secret realm this time just to rescue Jiang Qingshang. I didn't want Qing'er to be sad because of the death of a good sister."

"Eh? Mr. Lin came to Heiwu Secret Realm..."

"That's right, I'm here to save Jiang Qingshang."

Lin Xun smiled.

"So, you said that I would hurt Jiang Qingshang, which is nonsense. Not only Jiang Qingshang, but also Miss Sikong, I will also find a way, at least when Miss Sikong is eighteen years old, I will... .”

"Eighteen years old? What will happen to Wangxing when he turns eighteen?" Sikong Wangxing looked at Lin Xun with doubtful eyes.

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Le Su sighed softly, but didn't think much about it.

She knew that His Majesty was visiting her childhood sisters, and she felt that His Majesty just felt sorry for his best friend, so he did not do so.

But Xia Xiaomeng's next words made Le Su's heart freeze!

"Master, I want to go to Longyuan!"

"Xiao Meng! You can't go!"

Le Su was so frightened that he turned pale! He even forgot his honorific title.

The so-called Longyuan is a secret realm in Longmingzhou! It is rumored to be the cemetery where the last true dragon in the world died.

Longyuan opens once every hundred years, and the next time it opens will be exactly seven months later!

There is a dragon soul in Longyuan. If Xiaomeng can take it for his own use, the great path will surely ascend in the future. All it takes is time.

If Xia Xiaomeng was an ordinary monk, then Le Su would be very willing for her to go to various secret realms to experience!

But Xia Xiaomeng is different!

She is the only emperor-immortal body in ancient times! She does not need to be guilty of holding a jade, because Xiaomeng's emperor-immortal body is a piece of jade that even the Ascended Realm would envy!

Although the dragon energy in her body can be covered up with magic weapons, people would think that the dragon energy in her body is just a magical weapon of dragon power.

However, Xiaomeng is only in the Dragon Gate realm! If there is a battle, and magic is used in front of monks in the upper five realms! Then no magic weapon will work!

And once the body of the Emperor Immortal is discovered! This will cause all the monks to go crazy!

This is the best dual cultivation body in the world! But relying on her to achieve the Great Dao, who would let her go?!

"No, Master, I must go."

"Xiao Meng..."

"Master, there is no need to say any more!"

The girl turned around and looked towards Luo City.

The imperial majesty in the girl's eyes gradually appeared, and in that imperial majesty was even more complex tenderness.

"When I come back next time, Qing'er, I will come and snatch him away even if it's a forced robbery.

Sorry, Qing'er, this time, my sister doesn't want to give in anymore..."

Lin Xun walked to Qing'er's side and looked at Qing'er's beautiful sleeping face. Lin Xun's originally chaotic heart gradually calmed down.

After three months of marriage, Lin Xun discovered that Qing'er's eyelashes were really long, curved and straight, like windshield wipers, and her nose was also very straight, which was a bit cute.

Lin Xun couldn't help but pinch it.

The sleeping girl hummed and turned her head slightly, getting rid of Lin Xun's clutches.

But soon, Lin Xun was attracted by his wife's small mouth again.

The small cherry-like mouth was pursed gently, and the thin lips formed a thin line, but the clear lip line was somewhat charming.

Under the illumination of the candlelight, the girl's cherry-like thin lips exuded a charming color, like the petals of a winter cherry, clean and beautiful.

Subconsciously, Lin Xun slowly leaned down and took a bite of the cherry blossom.

"Hmm~"

The girl's eyelashes fluttered, but she never opened her eyes.

When Lin Xun stood up, he noticed that Qing'er's fair face was blushing.

Turns out he wasn't asleep.

Seeing Qing'er cutely pretending to be asleep, Lin Xun smiled. Then he thought about it and picked up a brush to draw a turtle...

"What do you want, husband?" After the rain, the paper window opened again, and Jiang Qingshang opened her peach blossom eyes.

"Ahem..." As if nothing had happened, Lin Xun put down his brush and held Qing'er in his arms, "Aren't you asleep?"

"Asleep..." With a groan, the girl turned her little head in Lin Xun's arms.

"real?"

"Really! It's my fault that my husband opened the door too loudly."

Huh? Was it loud just now? Is this wooden door old?

"Uh... I'm sorry... I'll open the door more gently in the future..."

"don't want!"

"Um?"

"That's good..."

"Um?"

"I want to..." The girl lowered her head, her cheeks as red as cherry blossoms, "I want to hear your voice when you come back..."

…

Early the next morning, Lin Xun repaired the door... and closed the door...

"This door is fine..."

Opening the courtyard door softly, there was no one in the courtyard. It seemed that Nongqin had gone back. Only the paper windows in the room reflected the faint candlelight.

She locked the courtyard door, lowered her steps, opened the door and walked into the room. Qing'er was already asleep on the wooden table.
Chapter completed!