In the afternoon of the same day, Duanmu Zixuan moved in, while Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Ziling ran to Jinghong as soon as they had free time. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The servants didn't know what was going on, they just thought that their eldest lady was really a collection of thousands of favors, and she could attract the other three masters of her family to revolve around her every day, but they didn't know that the truth was far from what they guessed.

With that brainstorm, they quickly moved the idea of stuffing their daughters or sisters into the courtyard of Jinghong, but what disappointed them was that no matter how they knocked on the side, Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Zixuan did not have the slightest intention of arranging maids or grandmothers for Jinghong.

Not only that, but even Duanmu Zixuan, who lived in her courtyard, left the servants around her in the original courtyard.

What, you ask?

The reason is that the eldest lady said that she likes to be pure.

Murong Qinghua was originally a diligent person, with the assistance of the Spirit Gathering Great Array and the unlimited supply of spiritual rice, spiritual tea, and spiritual fruit from Jinghong, her cultivation, which had already been in a state of stagnation, soon grew slowly again, and Duanmu Zixuan, who had previously relied on Jinghong's blessing to build a foundation, also consolidated her realm in continuous cultivation.

As for Duanmu Ziling, this child was originally extremely talented, plus he lost his father at a young age, and he has been carefully taught and placed high hopes on his mother and eldest sister since he was a child, so compared to his peers, this child's mind is obviously more mature.

Therefore, Jinghong did not use the same trick as a child to deal with her little uncle. On the first day of guiding him to cultivate, Jing Hong only said one sentence to Duanmu Ziling-Uncle, if you don't want the people you value to be mermaids, then let yourself become a person with a knife!

The reason why I say this is because Jing Hong has long noticed this little child's guilt towards his mother and eldest sister.

He felt sorry for his mother's exhaustion, hated his eldest sister for being bullied by her husband's family, and he was unwilling to be subordinate all the time, but at the same time he knew very well his weakness, so he became more and more silent, so he would desperately absorb whatever his mother and eldest sister taught him.

In other words, Duanmu Ziling is actually a little guy with a strong sense of responsibility and strong self-esteem.

Jing Hong likes him very much, especially when she finds out that she is also within the scope of this little doll's "sense of responsibility".

She didn't think it was whimsical for Duanmu Ziling to want to protect her, because as early as more than five hundred years ago, she had already been protected once by Yu Ling and Yun Qi, who were many times weaker than her at that time.

And she also knows that neither humans nor monsters can really be independent and independent.

In the bloody world of cultivating immortals, if you don't look for trouble, trouble will definitely come to you. There is a way that two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and a good tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves, she doesn't want to end up alone because she can only let people and flesh. This is also an important reason why she spared no effort to help Murong Qinghua, Duanmu Zixuan, and Duanmu Ziling improve their strength.

After moving into the new courtyard, Jinghong put all his attention on cultivation. Except for occasionally guiding Duanmu Ziling, and secretly running out with Yu Ling and Yun Qi to enjoy the snow scene a few months ago, she has been staying in her small building for the rest of the time, tirelessly cultivating.

Nine months later, Jinghong ushered in her first birthday. However, because Jinghong was in retreat at the time, Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Zixuan did not buy a birthday wine for her.

It wasn't until April 14, the third day after Jinghong's birthday, that she finally walked out of the small building where she lived every day in the company of Yu Ling.

Murong Qinghua, Duanmu Zixuan, and Duanmu Ziling had been waiting anxiously for a long time, but when they saw that Jinghong had successfully built the foundation, their worries suddenly turned into ecstasy.

After putting on the drop-shaped jasper pendant that was hidden again, Jinghong stretched his waist slightly, "Mother, I want to eat the longevity noodles you cooked yourself." ”

"Okay, okay, mother, I'm going to cook it for you. Duanmu Zixuan said as she quickly turned around and ran to the kitchen.

"Thank you, mother. The immature and soft voice came from behind, and Duanmu Zixuan couldn't help but look soft.

Successfully took away his mother-in-law, and then Jinghong whispered to Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Ziling: "Grandmother, little uncle, let's marry our mother-in-law!"

Murong Qinghua and Duanmu Ziling all looked at her dumbfounded, completely unsure of how they should react.

Jing Hong said again: "Grandmother, little uncle, I think that Tuoba Zixiong is good, so I will marry my mother to him." ”

Murong Qinghua was angry and funny, "Jinghong, why are you still in charge of the adult's business?"

Jing Hong pouted dissatisfiedly, "Grandmother, does this have anything to do with whether you are a child or an adult? Do you want your mother to live in the shadow of my cheap father for the rest of your life?"

Murong Qinghua's expression darkened, "Jinghong, you don't understand." ”

Jing Hong secretly pursed her lips - she didn't understand what to say, wasn't she just worried about Tuoba Zixiong's fierce reputation!

She was about to continue to persuade, but Duanmu Ziling took the first step to speak, "Mother, if it is possible, I also want my sister to have a good home." ”

Looking at Duanmu Ziling with a look of hope, Murong Qinghua's heart softened, she reached out and patted her son on the shoulder, "Let my mother think about it." ”

Jing Hong smiled lightly and said no more.

After eating the longevity noodles cooked by Duanmu Zixuan with everyone, Jing Hong returned to the small building where she lived daily with a satisfied face.

"Sister, human beings are really troublesome, obviously they like each other, but they still have to worry about those who don't. With no one else in mind, Yu Ling suddenly felt much more comfortable talking.

Shocking glances swept over the pile of gadgets on the table, "Who's to say it's not." ”

Yu Ling followed her line of sight, and couldn't help but sigh, "How many times has this been?"

Jinghong took a sip of spiritual tea unhurriedly, "It's the thirteenth time." When I was born, when I was full, when I was on my first birthday, when I was on my first birthday, and every birthday between my full moon and my first birthday, that person gave me gifts one at a time. ”

Yu Ling spread his hands, "It's really strange that person didn't want to please the woman he liked, but he came to beat your sister." ”

Jing Hong glanced at Yu Ling with a smile - what do you mean "but come to fight her idea"? If you want to pursue motherhood, it seems that there is nothing wrong with pleasing her daughter first, right?

Besides, that person should also know very well that his reputation is. If she guessed correctly, there is a good chance that the person will not come to propose, right?

It seems that the time has come for her to repay the favor.

Thinking of this, she entered her own small world with a single thought, and when she came out again, she already had an extra carved wooden box of one meter square in her hand, "Yun Qi, Yu Ling, let's go to Gongzhou!"