Chapter 141 From now on, people in future generations are all filled with dust in my eyes, only my husband is in my heart...

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

In this month.

Qin Hao takes Aunt Long'er to travel around every day to fulfill her small wishes.

Looking at the smile on Aunt Long'er's face every day, Qin Hao was also physically and mentally happy.

What else is more joyful in this world than traveling with the beauty?

Tomorrow it will be the time for the two to part.

The moonlight is seductive tonight.

The Qin family manor was silent, and all the servants returned to their rooms.

Only Qin Hao and Beigong Linglong were left sitting in the yard and looking up at the starry sky.

The evening breeze gently brushed across the two of them's cheeks.

Beigong Linglong subconsciously twisted into Qin Hao's arms and changed into a comfortable position to lean.

"Brother Hao, didn't you say you would give me another gift tonight?"

Qin Hao hugged Aunt Long'er's Liu Yao and said, "Aunt Long'er, don't be in a hurry to arrange the gift immediately."

After saying that, he pointed casually and a sword energy soared into the sky.

The next second, a gorgeous firework cut through the night sky.

Bang!

After the first firework flashed, a rumbling sound of fireworks began.

In an instant, fireworks were everywhere in the sky.

Beigong Linglong has seen fireworks, but this is the first time she has watched the fireworks with her beloved person. A happy smile cannot help but lift the corner of her mouth.

I did not choose the wrong person at the beginning.

The fireworks continue.

Qin Hao hugged the beauty in his arms and asked, "Madam, are the fireworks tonight good looking?"

"Well, it looks great, it would be great if I could watch the fireworks together every night."

Beigong Linglong whispered.

Qin Hao smiled and said, "When I meet next time, I will definitely take you to see more gorgeous fireworks."

"Thank you, Brother Hao."

Beigong Linglong looked at Qin Hao affectionately.

The latter also felt Beigong Linglong's hot gaze and involuntarily lowered his head and kissed the other person.

After a long time, the two of them separated reluctantly.

Fireworks continue in the night sky.

But when the two of them had a strong relationship, they had no intention of watching the fireworks and entered the room with kisses.

That night, the sound of fireworks outside the house was endless.

The spring breeze is constantly inside the house.

Until dawn.

On a mountain outside the big mountain village.

Xiao Qingniu looked at Kong Derong and Fahai and asked carefully: "Do we still have to set off fireworks?"

The two of them didn't say anything, and only gave Xiao Qingniu a look of looking at a fool.

Xiao Qingniu is not talking, her hooves are wrapped in front of her, a posture that I don’t want to talk to you.

...

In the early morning, Qin Hao was still sleeping, and heard a familiar voice coming from beside him: "Shilipo Sword God, it's time to get up."

"Let me sleep for a while."

Qin Hao just finished speaking and found something was wrong, so he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He looked at the person beside the pillow in front of him, with a little confusion on his face, and then asked tentatively: "Saint of Forgetful Love?"

After all, in this world, the only one who knows that the only one who has the name of Qianjiling is the lofty love-loving saint.

Beigong Linglong nodded slightly when he heard these four words: "Brother Hao is indeed smart."

call……

Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Madam, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

"Will you care about what I am?"

Beigong asked back.

"Of course not. Whether you are the lofty and loving saint or my little wife, I love you."

Qin Hao said as he reached out to take Aunt Long'er's willow waist.

If you say it earlier, I will be even more excited.

"Stop making trouble, I'm going back after packing my things today."

Beigong Linglong pushed Qin Hao's bad hand symbolically.

Qin Hao naturally would not miss this opportunity, and the two of them played.

Beigong Linglong escaped from Qin Hao's claws. She smiled sweetly and said, "By the way, Brother Hao, my name is actually Beigong Linglong."

Qin Hao recited a few words in his heart and said, "I will definitely remember this name, but before my wife left, I have a gift to give to her, so I will trouble her to add fragrance to my red sleeves."

"Um."

After the two left the boudoir, they came to the yard.

When he learned that Beigong Linglong was leaving today, a banquet had been set up in the yard.

Fahai, Kong Derong, grandma and Bai Xianchu were already sitting in the table.

Qin Hao deliberately asked someone to piece together the temporary painting table from two tables, and then took out a pre-prepared seven-foot scroll and spread it on it.

Beigong Linglong stood aside and grind the ink and adjusted the color.

Everyone around stood up and wanted to witness Qin Hao's new work.

This was the first time he had made a painting after he was promoted to the Golden Dan realm.

Qin Hao looked at the beautiful lady in front of him and took his pen and painted on the paper intently.

As time passed by minute by minute, the people on the scroll gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Even everyone present had seen Qin Hao's painter.

But when the painting was completed, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

hiss……

Beigong Linglong in the painting seems to be not a fairy with fireworks on earth, and her every move exudes an unspeakable temperament.

Especially in those firm eyes, there was a light that looked down on everything.

After drawing it, Qin Hao still did not stop his movements.

Still lifting the pen and typing in the blank space.

"Long Shenfu."

Kong Derong slowly pronounced the name of the fu.

Beigong Linglong looked at every word Qin Hao wrote and started pronunciating:

"Taiyi seven years..."

"Its shape is like a stunning geese, as graceful as a dragon, glorious autumn chrysanthemums, lush spring pine…"

"Floating in the long river, forgetting to turn around, thinking in a long river, increasing admiration, restless night, and not sleeping, and reaching dawn."

As the last word in Qin Hao's writing fell, a purple light appeared on the scroll and soared into the sky.

The rich literary and spiritual aura dyed the clouds in the sky purple.

When Kong Derong saw this scene, he couldn't help but murmur: "Sir, indeed, is extraordinary. He draws amazing people and creates a world of ideas."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Xianchu, who was standing beside him, pointed at a distance and said loudly: "Look, there are so many birds!"

Everyone raised their heads and saw countless birds flying from all directions.

The leaders were peacocks and golden-feathered rocs. They circled around the purple light and sang in unison.

"Amitabha!"
To be continued...