Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 325 9 Hua Yeyu

Among the lonely mountains, the small boat emitting dim candlelight becomes more and more lively.

Gradually, the starlight was obscured by thick dark clouds and began to dim, and even the reflection on the river surface lost its color.

The dark night seemed to have darkened a little, and the cool breeze on the river began to whine sadly.

"It is going to rain……"

In the small pavilion of the painted boat, Hong Ning gently placed her delicate head on Zhao Qing's shoulder. Her eyes, full of spring, inadvertently swept across the flickering candlelight, and she spoke softly.

Zhao Qing held Ning Mei's waist tightly in his arms, feeling her tenderness.

His consciousness casually scanned the night scene by the river, and then he lightly touched the woman's forehead and chuckled softly, "Is it going to rain?"

There were ripples in Hong Ning's eyes, her bloodshot lips slightly opened, she leaned over and hugged Zhao Qing's shoulders tightly, breathing softly into his ear.

"It's Ning'er..."

……

In the quiet mountains, sporadic raindrops began to fall.

On the winding river, the ripples stirred up by the night rain spread rapidly, then overlapped with each other and disappeared in an instant.

Only the dim candlelight remained, divided into thousands of momentary lights and shadows, like silver beads falling to the ground, or like thousands of stars appearing out of thin air in the deep night reflected by the river.

Chu Hongning walked slowly out of the pavilion with Zhao Qing and came to the bow of the boat to watch the rain.

Her complexion was rosy, but her eyes, which were originally lively and unrestrained, now became calm and gentle.

Hong Ning's delicate little feet were bare, and she was casually wearing one of Zhao Qing's loose black robes, with the belt untied...but her arms casually closed the collar of the robe, making it look more like she was wearing a loose and gorgeous black skirt.

The waist belt hung casually behind her, and the robe fluttered lightly, completely concealing her graceful figure, which made her look even more elegant and graceful in the misty night rain.

Her long black hair fell to her shoulders, but was lifted by the breeze...

"What's wrong?" Hong Ning looked sideways at Zhao Qing and said softly, and her slender hand reached out and held his tightly.

Zhao Qing regained his composure and once again took in Ning Mei's gentle and tranquil expression, still feeling astonished...

In fact.

He had never imagined that the woman who had laughed and played with him when they were walking together in the past, actually had such a gentle and peaceful side, like a warm spring that could melt the ice that had been frozen for thousands of years.

Although Zhao Qing praised Hong Ning as the most beautiful and smiled very sweetly.

But now, in this dark and hazy rainy night, he suddenly realized that Hong Ning's beauty did not lie in her looks and temperament.

Instead, it is hidden deep in the soul and bones, flowing with the blood and dissipating with the body fragrance... making people obsessed.

She chatted and drank with others in a graceful and elegant manner, as lively and playful as a young girl in her twenties, and her every frown and smile made people fall in love with her.

But when she is quiet, she becomes a gentle and delicate little woman. Being with her makes you forget all your troubles and the passage of time. You can't wait to melt in this deep and lasting tenderness.

Si He interrupted at an inopportune moment: "I can torture you to death."

Zhao Qing:?

He chuckled and helped Ning Mei straighten her clothes, praising her, "Beautiful."

Hong Ning smiled, a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes: "It's all because of my husband's care for her..."

"I haven't been this happy in years. Can I play a tune for you?"

She didn't wait for Zhao Qing to respond, but just raised her eyes to glance at the swaying reeds by the river, then took out a jade flute and placed it across her body. Her red lips were oozing with blood, and she kissed the jade flute lightly, breathing softly.

The lingering and gentle melody echoed, which was different from the joyful and happy feeling when playing with Xiaoyi in the past. It was more like playing at will.

The music is about lush mountains, leisurely rivers, dark night and continuous drizzle.

It was as if she was confessing her feelings to the man she was thinking about, or as if she was depicting the tranquility and peace here with her soft breath and slender fingers.

The deep candlelight reveals thousands of stars, and the stars shine through the rivers.

The scattered reed marshes carry the faint breeze, which blows across the mountains.

The Lancang River is rippling with drizzle, and the Jiuhua Mountains are charming.

Dark clouds obscured the stars and the moon, but there was no gloom or sadness in the wind and the music, only the quiet green of the mountains and the swaying of the river.

The pleasure boat floats quietly, the candlelight flickers, the drizzle melts on the jade-like face, and the breeze hides between the black hair.

The slight trembling of her slender fingers caused her black sleeves to slip down, revealing her arms as delicate as jade and fragrant. Her watery eyes were slightly closed, her curved eyelashes were covered with raindrops, and the crystal drops sliding down her nose looked like clear tears.

The black hair dances in disorder and the rain gets heavier.

The rain stained the jade flute, making the meaning of the music a little more melancholy.

Zhao Qing was lost in thought, leaning against the bow and watching...

The robe, soaked by rain, clung to her shoulders, the hem of her robe fluttered in the strong wind, and her hair, lifted by the wind and rain, touched her beautiful face.

Isolated from the world, floating like a fairy.

The melodious flute sound suddenly stopped, just like the floodgates of a pouring river suddenly being closed by someone.

Hong Ning asked with a sidelong glance, smiling, "Does it sound good?"

Zhao Qing gazed at the charming beauty before him, smiled gently, and embraced her in his arms, whispering in her ear, "It's better than Xiaoyi's song..."

He hit Ning Mei's weak spot very accurately and chose to stab his aunt in the back to fulfill the affair between the two lovers.

There's no way, this is exactly what Ningmei wants to hear!

Praising her to the sky is not as effective as stabbing my aunt in the back.

As expected, Hong Ning felt the gentle breath beside her ear, her watery eyes filled with sweetness, and her smile was as beautiful as a flower.

She ignored her slipping robe and the increasingly heavy rain, and clinging to Zhao Qing with a playful smile, raising her slender hand and waving three jade fingers: "One song for thirty million spirit stones~"

Zhao Qing looked at the playful look of Ning Mei in front of him and couldn't help but be full of questions.

Three thousand... ten thousand?

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile. He rubbed Hong Ning's wet hair lovingly, picked her up by the waist, and returned to the small pavilion on the pleasure boat.

In an instant, the wind and rain disappeared.

Only the bedding on the small couch was still scattered in disarray. The red candle was about to burn out, and the wax flowing on the candlestick had already solidified.

Hong Ning broke free from Zhao Qing's embrace and chuckled, "Aren't you curious why it's so expensive?"

Zhao Qing raised his hand to comb Ning Mei's wet hair, making it fall down behind her, and replied with a smile: "Old account?"

Hong Ning smiled and pursed her lips, took out a jade slip from her spirit ring, leaned back into Zhao Qing's arms and checked the accounts together.

"I'm going home to take care of Qing Huan's health. I've already paid for these five thousand spirit stones."

"I will heal you in the secret realm, so I don't want this money."

"Just tell me you promised me to ask me what the fake Yayoi said in the voice transmission. Five thousand spirit stones, right?!"

"My virginity is worth the same as the puppet, 120,000 spirit stones, right?"

Zhao Qingxin said, wasn't that your own choice?

He knew Ning Mei was joking, so he chimed in, "Ning'er's essence is a priceless treasure. How can it be compared to spirit stones?"

"whispering sound!"

"You want to deny even a hundred thousand spirit stones, and a priceless treasure...?"

Hong Ning sneered disdainfully, but her bright eyes were filled with sweetness.

She gently moved Zhao Qing's fingers, knowing them like the back of her hand.

"Also, when Xiaoyi participated in the Blood Robe Assessment, you promised Su He that you would settle the bill with me in detail..."

"I've saved millions of spirit stones over the years, but I spent them all helping you get rid of Liang Qing~"

"What the Queen gave me is what the Queen gave me. It doesn't mean you don't owe me anything!"

Hong Ning slowly closed Zhao Qing's palms into fists, cupped both hands to her lips and said with a smile: "As for the ones for Qing Huan, Shu Yue and Xiao Yi, forget about them. They are the dowry I brought."

"Now I am your wife, your cauldron. Even if you treat me as a concubine's slave, you can't deny the debt we owed you in the past, right?"

Zhao Qing nodded seriously, took the blank jade slip from Ning Mei's hand and examined it carefully, then pretended to be puzzled and asked, "This is less than ten million spirit stones. Is the interest so high?"

As for why the jade slip in his hand was blank, he did not mention it.

Zhao Qing had long experienced the methods of these Tianxiang disciples of the Chu State. They loved to brag about jade slips that had no content.

When I became a disciple of the Blood Robe Sect, I fought with Luo Xianning for this thing. My aunt also used this thing when she drew lots for a bye... She's an old actor.

Hong Ningyan raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a sweet smile: "And my betrothal gift!"

"I came here with a dowry. Do you want to marry into Ziyangpo?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and turned Ning Mei's profile to look at her: "You are forcing me to buy you something."

"No way~"

The Red Lemon Drama Spirit possessed him, and his expression instantly became resentful and sorrowful, with tears even flowing from the corners of his eyes...

"Now I'm all yours. You've taken advantage of me completely, so naturally you can say whatever you want..."

Zhao Qing smiled at Ning Mei, who looked like a wronged young wife. He held her slightly cold cheeks with both hands and chose to kiss her deeply, savoring the fishy sweetness and greenness.

Hong Ning whimpered, closing her eyes slightly in a feign of resistance...

After a long time, she struggled to break free, panting softly. She puffed out her cheeks with a faint resentful breath and said, "Thirty million!"

"I can afford even one spirit stone. If you give it to me, I will be your maidservant!"

Zhao Qing, with an expression of total denial, pressed Ning Mei's shoulders frivolously and asked in her ear, "What if you don't give it to me?"

Hong Ning leaned into his arms and pinched his waist fiercely, then burst into laughter and said noisily, "I'll do it even if you don't give it to me~"

Haha, Little Red Lemon is just so-so.

Zhao Qing pinched Ning Mei's cheek lovingly: "Our family has a lot of resources now. Just take whatever you want. It will be enough for your betrothal gift."

"Don't~"

Hong Ning slid down and rested her head on his legs, letting her robe fall to the ground, revealing her beauty. She raised her head and smiled as she met Zhao Qing's eyes: "Just promise to do something for me."

Zhao Qing nodded with a smile, threw Ning Mei to the ground, helped her dry her feet, and put on her embroidered shoes: "Ten or a hundred pieces will do."

"whispering sound!"

Hong Ning also imitated Shu Yue's behavior, deliberately kicking her feet and lightly stepping on her husband's chest: "Then I want the stars in the sky! I want them now!"

Zhao Qing: ???

He glanced sideways at the rainy night outside the window. Where the hell are the stars?

Looking at Ning Mei's teasing eyes, Zhao Qing silently took out various pills and elixirs from the storage ring.

"Yangchunye, Chunfengdu..."

"Besides the Mouth-holding Pill and the Ice-fire Ointment, take these two bottles of elixir first. I have a way to make you see stars."

Red Lemon's eyes trembled slightly. After a moment's thought, she put all of these away and smiled softly, "Ning'er will try them all, as long as you like."

Zhao Qing was naturally aroused.

Ningmei is different from Xiaoyi. She can accept these romantic and interesting things in the bedroom with a smile and tease them at the same time.

After the quarrel ended, Zhao Qing carefully put on Ning Mei's embroidered shoes and asked with concern, "Where did you save so many spirit stones over the years?"

Hong Ning leaned against the table with her side profile propped up, and whispered softly with great satisfaction, "Tianxiang disciples' contribution! I had over three million when I left Chu State, and I can't spend too much on my own cultivation..."

"I've also been to secret realms in Zhongzhou a few times. The secret realms there have all been explored. Most of them are trial sites for disciples from holy lands. My senior brothers and sisters would invite me to go with them."

"It's only in these years that I've had some spirit stones. When I first met you seven years ago... I was so poor that I only had that spirit boat to keep me company."

Zhao Qing couldn't help but feel distressed, but when he thought about it carefully, he was also very poor when he first met Hong Ning, so there seemed to be nothing to lament.

Hong Ning stood up and gently helped Zhao Qing to his feet. Standing on tiptoe, they embraced each other and said with a smile, "After you become a blood son, you should get a blood jade spirit boat. Don't abandon my little apricot boat when the time comes~"

Little Xingzhou?

Xiao Xingzhou has made great contributions to the family over the years, and this is the first car Ningmei gave him, so how could he lose it?

Zhao Qing held Ning Mei's slender waist tightly in his arms and chuckled softly in her ear, "Let's go to Blood God Peak together. When Senior Sister Meng wanted to give me the Jade Boat, you just reached out and took it. I'll give it to you."

"Then I'm afraid I'll be scolded to death by your Senior Sister Meng."

The red candles in the pleasure boat burned out, and the dark and warm pavilion instantly became more charming.

Hong Ning hugged the man's neck tightly and leaned over to kiss him. For a moment, the only sound in the dim pavilion was his increasingly rapid breathing.

She was very satisfied today, and even felt that she had never been so happy in all the decades of practice. She just wished she was an ice man... melting on Zhao Qing's chest, melting in the continuous night rain.

The little feet that were gently raised on tiptoe were trembling a little, the red lemon heart was swaying, and the delicate body was instantly tense... After a few breaths, it slowly relaxed.

"Ning'er..."

Zhao Qing had a strange look on his face as he gently soothed the delicate body in his arms.

A virtual panel appeared before my eyes.

【Red Lemon】

Intimacy

[Gold Spiritual Root Qualification: 10]

[Golden Spiritual Root: Low Grade (97/1000)]

"Do you want to change into some smaller clothes?" he asked softly.

Hong Ning's ears were burning hot. She pursed her lips and panted, "I want my husband to help me change..."

·

Yin Shi.

The rain gradually eased, and the stars, the moon, and the Milky Way appeared in the night sky again.

Hong Ning and Zhao Qing held hands and wandered in the hazy rainy night.

She chuckled softly, as if complaining: "From Changshui to Lanjiang River, you must pass through Jiuhua in the west of the Ling Mountains, and then to Wu'an and Nanze in the southwest..."

"We're just drifting around, and this is the only place we can go."

Zhao Qing's mind moved slightly, and his consciousness swept over the beautiful peak not far away: "Let's go back and take a look?"

"Hmm...I want to go."

"Back then, we were blocked outside by the Bone Fairy and never saw the scene inside."

This place... is not anywhere else.

Jiuhua County, the first peak of Jiuhua.

Miao family.

In the continuous night rain, the two of them strolled around chatting and laughing, passing by the closed gates of Jiuhua County and the desolate tombs that were already filled with bones.

Opening the door to the Miao family's ancestral land...

The lonely mountains, the sloping stone paths, the ink-like moss marks... all flow into the Lancang River with the rain amidst a few words of sighs.

Only a pine tree on the top of the peak is still lush, as if it has been planted for hundreds of years, and several people cannot hug it together.

"I've searched for Miao Jian's whereabouts. Qian Hong is an inner disciple of the Wanxiang Sect he founded. He stayed in Li Country to practice in a small mine."

"If you meet him again, will you still recognize him?"

Zhao Qing chuckled and sighed, what did he want to do to Miao Jian?

"Of course I recognize him. But I'm afraid that with my destiny of having the Azure Dragon in my life, I'll suffer the same misfortune as him. It's better not to meet him..."

Hong Ning leaned against the pine tree and said jokingly, "Don't you want to see Miao Jian?"

Zhao Qing: ...

"I don't want to see Shen Su."

Hong Ning nodded in agreement. "Take me to Lanxian Town for a walk? I want to hear some different stories from you."

……

Mao Shi.

The morning light is dim and the breeze is blowing gently.

Lin'an County, far away from Changshengfang, is naturally different from Jiuhua in Lingxi.

The sky is clear and the air is bright. The faint light of the stars and the moon and the red morning glow are reflected between heaven and earth.

There were few pedestrians on the bumpy streets, and occasionally a carriage passed by, stirring up dust.

On both sides are dilapidated shops. The plaques and wine flags have long faded, but you can vaguely make out the words that were once written on them.

Hong Ning happily found a pastry shop. After sniffing the food, she smiled and said, "The pastries here must be very sweet~"

Zhao Qing nodded with a smile, his eyes sweeping over the old plaque above his head. It seemed that Yi Qingzhai's business had declined in the past two years.

He looked at the young man who had been staring at Ning Mei in a daze and reminded him, "Little Boss, two pounds of osmanthus cake."

Hong Ning seemed to have thought of something else, and lightly tickled Zhao Qing's palm with her slender fingers: "Let's open a shop too?"