noon the next day.
When Ye Qingcheng woke up, everything seemed so familiar. She felt full in her heart and felt that what she held in her arms was all she had.
It was during the heat of love and adultery that she separated from him and endured so many rumors and family pressure alone.
When I got it, everything was just right.
At this moment, Ye Qingcheng was intoxicated. Looking at the sleeping Yi Jue and his handsome face, she felt as if she understood what happiness was.
She was tired and too lazy to move. She stared at Yi Jue's face, blinking her eyes, and finally fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, I subconsciously touched my side, but found that it was empty. My heart twitched suddenly, and I suddenly woke up.
His eyes opened suddenly. After being stabbed by the bright light, he slowly squinted and looked outside the bed. He saw Yi Jue sitting on a chair with a pot of tea brewing on the table. He did not leave directly.
Only then did her heart slowly calm down.
Then he directly lifted the quilt, put on a tulle, and stepped on the floor with his bare feet, which felt cool. He ran over and took a look at Yi Jue, as if he wanted to recognize her, and then couldn't help but kiss Yi Jue again.
Yi Jue looked at the delicate and perfect little face in front of her, with the small nose even wrinkled. Ye Qingcheng acted childishly and did not dodge, but just catered to it.
He knew that this was a little girl's fantasy of love, and he couldn't bear to shatter this dream.
He reached out and held her on his lap, sitting horizontally, and scolded her softly.
"Put on your shoes and see how it looks now. Don't worry about catching a cold. It's already afternoon. Take care of yourself. We'll go to your house to take a look!"
Ye Qingcheng sat in Yi Jue's arms, her two slender calves swaying as if to dispel the coldness of the floor. When Yi Jue wasn't paying attention, she quietly used her toes to test the temperature of the floor.
The two of them just cuddled together and chatted lightly.
"How about you come and steal the bride?"
Ye Qingcheng tilted her pretty face slightly, and her face was full of seriousness.
I don’t know if this girl is really innocent or just pretending to be stupid. She has a beautiful face, but her thoughts on some things are quite childish.
Whether it is participating in the Yan family's grand competition to win prizes in an upright manner, or seriously discussing the matter of snatching a bride.
"Grab it, I'll rob it as you say. Even if you want the stars in the sky, I will pluck them for you, my dear."
What you think in your heart is one thing, and what you say with your mouth is another.
Although both of them have the skill to sense other people's emotions, they do not use this method as a daily use, because they know that in everything, one can only judge the deeds without regard to the heart, and there are no good people in the world.
What's more, what a girl wants to hear may not be the bloody facts from your mouth. What she wants is just your coaxing.
"Then it's settled. When I give the order, you will come with three thousand soldiers to snatch the bride."
"When the time comes, I will ask my father to ambush eight hundred swordsmen and axes, and trap you as Mrs. Yazhai, hehe."
Yi Jue also took out a comb and combed Ye Qingcheng's hair, running his fingers through the smooth long hair. Feeling comfortable, Ye Qingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and paused for a while before Jue didn't pause, he was still combing her hair gently, and then tied her hair into a bun.
"Then I have to beg for mercy and let our father beat me a little gentler."
"If this handsome face is injured or this strong body is damaged, it will be you, my wife, who will suffer in the end."
Ye Qingcheng felt her delicate body tremble slightly when she heard that she was shy and sweet at the same time, but she kept thinking in her heart, why is this person like this, what about our father, what about my wife, such disgusting words, he How can you say it! ! !
I just feel that the afternoon sun is shining in, making my whole body feel numb and I don't want to move. Although I feel very relieved in my heart, I don't want to let this person off easily.
"Bah, whoever suffers is none of my business."
"You still said it wasn't you who suffered the loss? I didn't rest all night."
Ye Qingcheng closed her eyes and buried her head in Yi Jue's arms, her little feet swaying slightly in confusion. Obviously, she was still very shy when this person revealed such secrets in her boudoir.
Instinctively, she felt that this topic should not be continued, otherwise she would not be able to do anything else today. Obviously, she also thought of some details in the cave before.
At the moment, she just felt the warmth in Yi Jue's arms and stopped thinking about other troublesome things. Yi Jue's attitude was already very clear. She didn't want to give up on her anyway, so Ye Qingcheng would no longer embarrass herself.
It was already overwhelming for her to know the distribution of so many forces, let alone analyze it carefully and try to find every opportunity.
Now that she had someone to rely on, she felt a burst of relaxation after having never relied on her for decades. Especially her recent experience at home made her realize that many things could not be solved with a sword alone, or rather , her sword couldn't solve it.
Everything is difficult for casual cultivators, except for the fact that they don't have to worry about housework. Monks with family roots, although they enjoy many conveniences brought by their families, they also have to endure many restrictions from their families.
Yi Jue joined the Hehuan Sect, practiced the Yin Yang Jue of Heaven and Earth, and Ye Qingcheng was forced to get married. They were all a small part of the clan. They were the geniuses in the clan and the focus of attention.
The most important thing for a family is its continuity.
Yi Jue slowly braided Ye Qingcheng's long hair. Her hair was very smooth. Yi Jue had always known this, and Yi Jue had always liked Ye Qingcheng's hair. Apart from her hair, it was her nose! Even her long legs were not as attractive to Yi Jue as her small nose.
As for this long hair, Yi Jue was playing with it in his hands today, braiding it, taking care of it, and shaping it into the style that Yi Jue liked.
Putting a woman's hair into a bun is a complicated and tedious task, but it is also a very satisfying thing. Yi Jue has done many women's hair buns, and the one with the most styles is Nangong Wan.
Secondly, his mother Shu Ling'er is also the origin of his craftsmanship, the importance, order, method, shape, step by step. When Ye Qingcheng saw his appearance in the water mirror technique, he was still a little dazed.
Yi Jue tied her into a phoenix bun and a phoenix crown.
These were all refined by Yi Jue himself, and combined with the shapes that were laid out bit by bit at this moment, the person in the mirror was dignified, beautiful and graceful.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes were as bright as stars, and she looked at Yi Jue intently. After a while, water mist appeared. She sniffed and said with a slight cry.
"Please take me away. We won't go back to Ye's house, okay? Let's leave Jiang Country directly and go to a place where no one can find it, so we can practice in peace."
"Let's live well for the rest of our lives, okay?" (End of chapter)