On the golden list,
Under the osmanthus tree
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's wife had taken the initiative to ask Xuanyuan Dapan to become a Human Furnace, and she didn't mind the news spreading wantonly.
With Xuanyuan Dapan's influence, the people of the Xuanyuan family did not dare to openly laugh at women.
The woman laughed as she watched the people from the Xuanyuan family mock Xuanyuan Jingcheng.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who usually did not drink, brought over three jars of fine wine today.
The people of the Nine States thought that he wanted to drown his sorrows in wine, or use wine to embolden himself to ask the woman why she was like this.
But he didn't do that!
He just stood quietly under the osmanthus tree and found a few clusters of osmanthus seeds on the tree. He added the pre-rain tea leaves of the Hui Mountain Old Tea, washed them, and put them into the wine.
If he buried it under the tree, he might be able to harvest three jars of bitter wine next year.
After leveling the soil, Xuanyuan Jingcheng sighed,
"Life should be bitter, but it's fine if you're a good person.”
……
Xuanyuan family
The woman softly muttered these two sentences and came to the courtyard under the eaves.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng sent two jars of wine every year, but he never drank them. He let the two jars of wine sit idle every year.
Year after year, the more wine jars there were, the more mellow the fragrance of the wine.
Today, she finally opened a jar of wine and poured it into the wine set that had been sealed for a long time.
When he opened the jar, he could smell the strong fragrance of the wine. He wanted to release the fragrance that he had accumulated for more than 20 years.
Looking at the golden, transparent, and slightly green wine in the wine set,
Though alluring,
However, it was so resistant to women.
Hesitating, she felt a little angry for no reason.
She finally took a small sip, and a wave of soaring wine fragrance accompanied by a faint bitter taste rushed into her brain.
"Angelica wine…"
"Life should be bitter, so what if it's good for a good man…"
After chanting a few sentences, the woman froze on the spot.
……
Seven Heroes Town!
"No way! How can Xuanyuan Jingcheng tolerate this?"
"Isn't his personality too sullen? Previously, he was called a coward by his clansmen, and now he's called a green-haired turtle!”
"If it were me, I would just write a book and end it all!”
"That's right. I don't see anything good about this woman!”
"But so what if he goes to Xuanyuan Dapan to reason with him? He hasn't learned martial arts, so if he can't be slapped to death by Xuanyuan Dapan, he's not a good person!”
"It's just a pity that Xuanyuan Jingcheng's painstaking efforts, this Gui Gui Zi wine, that woman most likely won't drink it!”
"I'd rather explain it to a woman than endure it like this!”
The swordsmen discussed Xuanyuan Jingcheng.
The scenes before the Golden Roll were either delightful, envious, or stunning. However, the current scene only made them feel aggrieved.
Bai Zhantang took a sip of wine and could not help but smash his bowl.
"Does Xuanyuan Jingcheng really have no bottom line? The mayfly shook the tree just to protect his daughter! His own ancestor and his woman were all digging dust, and he was only making wine!”
"Is there something wrong with this Golden Board? He even said that Mo Dao had no guts, but this Xuanyuan Jingcheng really did have no guts!”
Li Dazui held his kitchen knife and looked at him with disdain.
"If it were me, I would have said it a long time ago!”
Dragging his injured body, Scholar still joined the discussion.
The king also shook his head. Perhaps only Xuanyuan Jingcheng understood the bitterness of this Angelica Cassia wine and liked it.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng indeed had a bottom line, and that bottom line was not that woman.
……
On the Golden Rankings, it was still playing.
Other than the jar of Nu 'er Hong brewed every year on his birthday,
The three jars of Angelica Apricot Wine had also become a must-have every year.
However, everyone could see that the woman had only sent someone to place it under the eaves and had never tried to understand the man's thoughts.
A few servants wanted to steal the wine, but when they found out that it was Gui Zijiu, they also complained about who drank that stuff and turned around to leave.
Ever since he became a father, Xuanyuan Jingcheng seemed to have more things to consider.
When he was alone, he would often frown and look at the snowy mountain.
He began to read the martial arts classics on Mount Hui in addition to reading. He even became a regular visitor to the Celestial Master Residence next door.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's daughter appeared less and less. Even if they occasionally met on the road, they would only turn their heads and leave quickly.
In the eyes of the Nine Provinces cultivators and the Xuanyuan family,
Xuanyuan Jingcheng seemed to still be that absurd person who liked to write down Angelica wine with the books of sages.
Even if his family was already so ridiculous.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng gradually became a stranger in the same courtyard. Xuanyuan Jingcheng wasn't even allowed to measure her height on her birthday every year.
The woman was not in the courtyard for more and more time.
Full moon, stars few,
The cold moonlight shone on the courtyard, making it look even more desolate.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng sat at the door and drank the bitter osmanthus wine.
A fragrant wind blew over. He turned his head and saw the woman.
The woman was dressed in red. Xuanyuan Jingcheng was stunned. This was their wedding dress.
However, although the woman's face was a little older, it was also seductive due to the various kinds of perfume powder.
It was completely different from the simplicity of that day.
Although she was beautiful, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's eyes flashed with a trace of gloominess because he knew,
This beauty was not something a woman wore for herself!
The woman glanced at Xuanyuan Jingcheng and walked past him without any hesitation.
Then, she turned to look at him.
"I'm going out tonight. You know where I'm going.”
Xuanyuan Jingcheng's face was expressionless. After a long time, he slowly said,
"I'll prepare breakfast for you."
"There's no need. The ancestor will feed me until I'm full.”
The woman turned around and left with a trace of disbelief on her face. She did not understand why she would say such a thing.
Xuanyuan Dapan and Xuanyuan Jingcheng also disgusted her.
However, when she said that, the immoral feeling in her heart turned into a pleasure of successful revenge.
Even his footsteps were lighter.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled bitterly. He couldn't drink this wine anymore.
She packed her things and returned to her room.
The next morning, the woman did not return, but a little boy came to deliver a message.
"Patriarch, he wants you to go over!"
Xuanyuan Jingcheng cupped his hands and went to the courtyard of the snowfield.
The sun had yet to shine down, but the courtyard was like a monster, making one's heart palpitate.
Following the servant's guidance, Xuanyuan Jingcheng arrived at the backyard.
That was Xuanyuan Dapan's bedroom. Without the ancestor's order, Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't dare to enter.
The ancestor was indeed inside, but there was more than one person inside.
Perhaps Xuanyuan Jingcheng had already arrived after hearing the report from the attendant outside the door.
The woman no longer suppressed her emotions, but she kept restraining her tone.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was standing at the door, could hear the volume, but it was difficult to hear clearly.
Although she felt disgusted, there was a smile on her face.
Because she knew that he could hear her!
With Xuanyuan Dapan's roar, the wind and clouds stopped,
Xuanyuan Dapan didn't tidy up his clothes and walked out of the room. He looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng with surprise,
"I remember my name is Xuanyuan Jingxuan!”
The servant was dumbstruck and terrified. He was killed by Xuanyuan Dapan with one palm. No matter how many slaves he killed, he wouldn't feel any heartache.
"Patriarch, Jingcheng will take his leave."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng cupped his hands and left the backyard.
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