"What is Sister Rong Knee looking at?"

Wenren Jinping stood at the door and saw Shen Rongknee standing in front of the desk in the study, admiring something seriously.

"Jinping?" Shen Rongknee immediately raised his head, subconsciously folded the paper on the table, and walked out first.

A smile appeared on her face: "Jinping is here." ”

Wen Ren Jinping noticed her movements, looked at the table curiously, and asked with a smile, "What is Sister Rong Knee looking at?" ”

Seeing this, Shen Rongkne's face was as usual, and he chuckled indifferently: "It's An Gongzi's Qingpingle, I really like it in my heart, so I transcribed it." ”

After that, she turned around and took the rice paper again, and when she heard the brocade, she looked at it and saw that there were rows of clear fonts on it.

Wenren Jinping looked at the words on the paper, the smile between his eyebrows and eyes became a little thicker, and said: "Since Sister Rong Knee likes it, I will bring the original words written by my husband that day." ”

"No need to do this, I just like the poem itself, it doesn't matter if it's written by Gongzi An himself." Shen Rong kneeled and excused.

Wen Ren Jinping had a smile on his face and changed the topic: "The red plums transplanted in the yard bloomed a few days ago, and I wanted to ask Sister Rong Knee to go to enjoy the plums together." ”

Shen Rongknee secretly breathed a sigh of relief and responded, "Okay, it's boring to be in the room." ”

"By the way, tomorrow the academy will be on holiday, and Jing Heng, Huan Ting, and Huan Qi will all come back."

The two walked to the courtyard where the red plum blossoms bloomed, and Shen Rongknees sighed: "It's going to be the New Year." ”

"Yes, Jing Heng, Huan Ting, and Huan Qi are going back to Luoyang, while my husband and I are staying in Chang'an, what about Sister Rong's knee?"

Shen Rongknees thought for a while and said: "There are still some relatives in Yunzhou's hometown, but they rarely come and go, and even if they go back, it is only in the form of walking around and giving gifts. ”

Before her husband's death, her life was also very nourishing, but since her husband's death, everything has changed, and there is no son and half daughter under her knees, and she finally ended up in the situation of being cold in front of the door.

There are still some attentive people, but they are all here to fight her idea.

Wenren Jinping took her hand and said: "If Sister Rong Knee doesn't want to go back, stay and spend the New Year with us, I'm still thinking that if Sister Rong Knee is gone these days, I will have to be more lonely." ”

Shen Rongknee smiled: "Wouldn't it be better to have only the two of you, how can you be lonely." ”

"I'm reluctant to tolerate my sister!"

After Shen Rongknee hesitated, he bowed his head slightly: "Okay, I'll stay in Chang'an this year." ”

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The speed at which An Yan absorbed the aura was very amazing, and the scale of the qi sea was not shallow among the qi realm cultivators.

Although it is not as good as Shen Xiuqing, who is about to impact the spirit realm, the difference is not too far.

This speed of cultivation made An Yan guess that it was not long before he stepped into the cultivation path, and at most he only started cultivating within this year.

To calculate this time period, it is possible that the Xuanyi real person led him to start his cultivation.

The original body went from Yanzhou to Chang'an, if it was a monk, it would be impossible to fall into the refugee camp and almost die, and before the ban was lifted, there were only a handful of monks in Luoyang.

This information should be very different.

An Yan took out a Heart Condensing Pill, this pill was blue and white, only the size of a fingernail, and there was an extremely fine line around it.

The Heart Condensing Pill is not a rare elixir, and it is a very commonly used elixir, which can be used for cultivation, healing, detoxification, and recovery.

However, this Hundred Refining Heart Condensing Pill is not a mundane thing.

After thinking about it, An Yan swallowed one into his stomach, and the original solid pill instantly turned into a ball of qi and flowed into his body in his mouth.

An Yi sat cross-legged, concentrating and calming, immersed in cultivation.

After the Heart Condensing Pill dissolved in his body, An Yan felt that his body was much smoother than before, and the connection between heaven and earth was also closer, as if every pore had been enlarged, and the aura was about to pour into his body frantically.

It's like a hungry man who can feast on a table of gourmet dishes without hesitation.

An Yan's position was like a low-pressure zone, and the aura was constantly rushing in, squeezing into his body.

The originally calm sea of qi also became turbulent at this moment, and the huge waves set off fell on the Yin Zhu and Yang Jade, and a circle of glowing gas was visibly surrounded by the naked eye outside An Yan's body.

This state lasted for a long time, until the medicinal effect of the Heart Condensing Pill weakened, and then it slowly calmed down.

An Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the sea of qi in his body was strengthened again, and maybe it wouldn't be long before he could touch the threshold of the spiritual realm.

As soon as you enter the spiritual realm, you are overhauled, and you are no longer mortal.

In winter, it gets dark quickly, and after dinner, Anxi is tired of taking a bath in the bathtub, and Huanxi is waiting in one piece.

"Uncle, is the water temperature okay?" Huanxi brought a bucket of hot water and asked An Yan.

An was tired of soaking in the water, leaning comfortably against the edge of the bucket, and only lazily "um" when he heard the sound.

Huanxi brought another bamboo basket, sprinkled flower petals into the bucket, and kept looking at An Yan's body, seeing An Yan's eyes closed as if he was asleep, his eyes became a little wanton.

"What are you looking at?" Ann asked.

Huanxi was taken aback, but when he saw that An Yan was motionless, he said stiffly: "I didn't see anything, my uncle didn't open his eyes, how do I know what I'm looking at." ”

Ann opened her eyes and looked at her with a smile.

"You weren't looking at me just now?"

Huanxi's face was slightly red, and he was bored to do his own thing: "Uncle is so narcissistic, I have nothing to do to see what my uncle does." ”

After taking a bath, Huanxi wiped the water traces on his body with a dry towel, not letting go of all corners of his body.

Looking at Huanxi, who was working hard, An suddenly reached out and stroked the hair that fell down from her forehead.

Huanxi's face instantly turned redder and more nervous, although she was a maidservant who came to marry, but Wenren Jinping was the housewife, she didn't speak, and Huanxi didn't dare to mess around no matter what.

After An Yan's intimate action just now, it made her extremely uncomfortable, and then she wiped it a few times, and took the clothes one by one for An Yan to put on.

"Isn't that what you usually do, shy and nervous?" Ann asked with a smile.

Huanxi Mei glanced at An An, lowered her head and said, "Uncle will tease people." ”

Back in the bedroom, Wen Ren Jinping sat in front of the dresser in pajamas, and An Yan stepped forward to hug her from behind and kissed her pink cheeks.

"You smell so good." An Yan took a deep breath between her hair and said.

Wenren Jinping said gently: "An Lang is also very fragrant, it is Huanxi who put flower petals in An Lang's bath bucket." ”

"Hmm."

"Huanxi is always very attentive."

"She's pretty good at serving."

An Yan directly picked up Wenren Jinping horizontally and walked to the bed, and Wenren Jinping also took advantage of the situation to hug An Yan's neck.

Lying on the bed, Wenren Jinping continued: "Huanxi has been a concubine since she was a child, although she is a maid, she is also familiar with music and poetry, and her heart is not low at all, and only An Lang's talent can convince her. ”

"What are you doing all of a sudden?" An Yan felt that there was something else in her words, so she asked.

Wenren Jinping pursed his lips, the light waves in his beautiful eyes flowed, and he said softly: "I just think that An Lang is too good, and the women around me are afraid that they are not unmoved." ”

Ann smiled disgustedly: "What else is there around me......"

He stopped abruptly halfway through.

Wenren Jinping took the initiative to post it, snuggled in her arms, and continued: "An Lang, we have been married for almost half a year, and my stomach has not moved...... If An Lang is interested, he can mention it to Jinping, Jinping is not a jealous woman. ”

An Yan immediately said: "I don't mean anything, I'm already very content with Jinping as a husband." ”

Wenren Jinping was obviously mentally prepared, and persuaded softly: "Huanxi has married me, not an outsider, I am also for the sake of An Lang, I know that An Lang will not bear me, but if the family has been so deserted, it is not good, adding Ding Yanhei is a big deal, if Huanxi can give birth to a son and a half daughter for An Lang, An Lang will just accept her as a concubine." ”

An Yan sighed in his heart at this moment, this kind of wife's feeling of persuading a concubine is something he has never felt in his life, or it is said that the ancients had a unique kind of goodness.

He immediately sighed lightly, hugged Wenren Jinping, and said, "Don't worry, the two of us still have a long time, and there will always be children." ”

An Yan's reaction also moved Wen Ren Jinping's heart, she felt that An Yan was afraid that she would be wronged, but An Yan was now left alone in the An family, and An Lang was also under pressure in his heart.

If she was tired of it in the morning, she would have shown that she wanted to accept Huanxi, and Wenren Jinping would definitely be a little unhappy in her heart, her father was in a high position and was famous for his talent, but even so he couldn't take a concubine in his life.

Wenren Jinping naturally hopes that his husband will be the same as his father, and he will only guard himself for the rest of his life.

She stretched out her arm to wrap her arms around An Yan, pecked him lightly on the face, and then leaned into her ear and said, "An Lang, in two more days...... If the concubine comes to the moon, An Lang will take care of it. ”

Self-......

An Yan's heart moved, these two words sounded too tempting.

It's just that I don't know if this self-convenient category is only Huanxi alone, or if it includes something else......

Wenren Jinping looked at him with a smile: "What is An Lang thinking?" ”

An Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Diao woman, you dare to tease your husband?" ”

Wenren Jinping said with a smile: "Looking at it in front of me every day, the concubine doesn't believe that An Lang has no idea in her heart." ”

Yes, looking at it every day, and the appearance and temperament are all first-class, how could An Yan have no ideas.

Wenren Jinping looked directly at An Yan with both eyes, and said softly: "It's just that An Lang is willing to restrain for the sake of the concubine, and the concubine is already content, and my father still had a romantic affair back then, and An Lang has given more concubines than many women." ”

An Yan turned over and pressed her under him, and bowed his head: "Actually, even if I don't have children, I don't care." ”

Wenren Jinping shook his head: "An Lang is talking nonsense again, if the An family has no queen, wouldn't the concubine become a sinner, but An Lang is so ridiculous in this room, the concubine is worried...... will scare others. ”

An Yan's hand was slightly forced, and he leaned into her ear and whispered, "Who will be scared?" ”

Wenren Jinping's eyes were confused, and he bit his lower lip and said, "Whoever An Lang wants, it's who he is......"

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