In the wooden box is a long skirt that is as white as frost and snow, with silver silk outlined cloud patterns. It is folded neatly. Just by looking at the workmanship, you can tell that it is of great value.

"This kid has a good vision."

Wu Qingwan curled the corners of her mouth, picked up her long skirt, walked to the bronze mirror, spread it in front of her and gestured.

Zuo Lingquan has good eyesight, so he naturally has no bad skirts. He knows that they are very suitable without trying.

Wu Qingwan blinked and nodded with satisfaction. Anyway, there was nothing to do in the long night, so she untied the warm yellow skirt on her body, revealing her soft and soft figure without any flaws.

But Wu Qingwan just spread her white skirt and suddenly a purse fell from her skirt.

Wu Qingwan reacted so much that before she could land, she hooked her white toes and kicked her purse into her hand like a shuttlecock. When she opened it, she saw that it was cloud-white fabric inside.

Wu Qingwan blinked, thinking it was a handkerchief, but after it was unfolded...

"Hey~tsk tsk..."

Wu Qingwan's gentle eyebrows frowned slightly, her expression was very strange, she distanced her bellyband a little bit, and then looked down at her chest.

Wu Qingwan is born with a strong capital, and it is inconvenient to practice swords on weekdays - it is not that it affects her skills, but that it affects the majesty of her teacher - so she is wearing a tube top, and the style is nothing special, just a piece of white cloth wrapped around her chest. She is not going to show it to men, so naturally she can't look good, and even a bit dull.

The cloud-white bellyband on his hand is obviously different from that on Wu Qingwan's body. It seems to be holding clouds and mist without any weight, and the workmanship is extremely exquisite.

On the cloud-white fabric, a lotus flower is outlined with needles and thread. There is a koi hidden among the lotus flowers, which is lifelike. The whole bellyband looks dignified and grand, but looking at the details, you can feel the extremely graceful charm hidden in it.

Wu Qingwan rarely travels to Huanghu Valley, but she has not always been away. She has lived near the capital for decades and has also experienced a lively and active age. Just from the workmanship and embroidery of her bellyband, she recognized this as Xianzhizhai’s signature "Huajianli".

It is said that when the "Carp in the Flower" is worn on the body, the fish among the lotus will have the illusion of swimming, which looks extremely mysterious and dazzling, and is deeply loved by the princes and wives of the capital.

Wu Qingwan is also from a famous family, but when she wanted to buy it, she was afraid of scolding her elders and dared not buy it. When she dared to buy it, she had already devoted herself to practicing and lost interest in these common things. This was the first time she had a "Huajian Carp".

"This kid is really big or small..."

Wu Qingwan muttered softly, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and she didn't know how to say Zuo Lingquan.

She walked to the bronze mirror and unbuttoned the strapless breast that was wrapping around her upper body.

The wooden house was dimly lit, and the woman's silhouette was visible on the window paper. The beautiful peaks were not affected by gravity at all, and they only trembled twice when raising their hands.

After a while, the cloud-white lotus hidden carp wore Wu Qingwan's body - the size was appropriate, but the material was not too much. The semicircle with perfect curves was shown from the side, which made her feel a little embarrassed, and she pulled it a little to cover it. Unfortunately, she pulled it on the left and the right side showed more, so she finally forgot it.

Wu Qingwan stood in front of the bronze mirror, turned around in place, and jumped gently twice - the waves in the mirror were surging, but unfortunately the carp swam was just a visual illusion, not as mysterious as the rumors.

Wu Qingwan studied it carefully for a moment, then put the matching white long skirt on her body and looked at it. The white skirt is as snow as snow, her hair is as ink, and her flawless and gentle figure is probably the fairy of the wealthy family.

Wu Qingwan's eyes were a little satisfied. After admiring for a while, she changed back to her clothes, put on her bellyband, turned around and walked out of the house...

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The waterfall falls from the cliff into the cold pond. The sound of flowing water lasts for thousands of years and can be clearly heard among the bamboo forest.

In the small courtyard beside the pool, green lights sway in the room.

Zuo Lingquan sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at the deer-skin talisman clip in his hand. The shape of the talisman clip is similar to that of the wallet. It should have been used by Jiang Yi himself, and there is a small word "Yi" engraved in the corner.

Looking at the little gift from Jiang Yi, Zuo Lingquan's eyes were filled with an inexplicable smile that was difficult for outsiders to see.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to enter the door of practice since he was a child, because he could not find any reason for his inability to practice. His life was extremely "self-disciplined and self-disciplined"; he tried his best to restrain everything that might affect his practice, such as female sex; because in his previous life, people in their practice abide by the rules and precepts and do not be close to lust.

However, as the saying goes, "food, sex, and nature are all". Zuo Lingquan is a normal man, keeping his body as jade does not mean being ruthless and desireless; Uncle San said, "Can you call a man if you are not lustful?", which cannot describe all men, but he does belong to most of the people who are described.

The purpose of his practice is to become a "person" who can hold his sword in his own hands in this world where people can move mountains and fill the seas, rather than an "ant" in the eyes of some people. To put it simply, it is:

I can't use the sword, but I can't do it.

No one in the world who said he was killed dared to call him an immortal, but he might have to kill him until the immortal in heaven dared not look down at him.

The original intention of this purpose is actually to be able to live freely and not be subject to others one day; if you give up life for the sake of practice or even become a ruthless monk without desire, then you will put the cart before the horse.

Jiang Yi is a princess in a country. She looks like a flower and jade. She may have a little rude personality, but overall she is still a very good girl.

Now that he has become a fiancée, Zuo Lingquan dares not say that he likes each other, but he must have regarded Jiang Yi as his "his own person".

Zuo Lingquan felt very warm when he received his fiancée's gift.

However, this gift is a bit unscrupulous.

How to use this thing?

There is no instruction manual...

Zuo Lingquan took the talisman and looked around for a long time. Not to mention the function, he didn't even see the name, and he didn't dare to touch it randomly, for fear that the talisman would have some inexplicable effects.

While we were studying it over and over again, the slight sound of shoes stepping on bamboo leaves suddenly sounded outside the yard.

Crack--

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyes and knew who had come before he had opened the door. He put away the talisman clip, got up to tidy up his clothes, and opened the door.

There is only a fence as a wall in the courtyard. With the bright moonlight, it can be seen that in the bamboo forest outside, Wu Qingwan, wearing a warm yellow dress, walked over with a serious expression, holding a ruler in her hand.

?!

Zuo Lingquan was stunned and walked out of the door and said in a warm voice:

"Senior Wu, why are you here?"

Wu Qingwan's face was dignified and solemn, just like an elder facing a child who had done something wrong. She quickly walked outside the waist-length fence and patted her palm with a ruler:

"Lingquan, come here."

Zuo Lingquan came to the front, with a fence between the two.

"Senior Wu, you are..."

Wu Qingwan has a well-proportioned figure, so she must not be as tall as a man. She has to look up at Zuo Lingquan while standing.

However, Wu Qingwan taught her disciples all year round and was not weak in her momentum. She was serious and serious and said in a deep voice;

"Ling Quan, do you know your mistake?"

Zuo Lingquan knew something, and he asked:

"Senior Wu, but you don't like the things I gave me?"

Do I dare like it? The brat...

Wu Qingwan narrowed her eyes slightly and took out her purse from her arms:

"What does it mean when you give me this thing?"

"Last time I took the sword and accidentally cut my senior's clothes, so I bought it today."

Wu Qingwan looked displeased:

"I will accept the skirt you accompany me, and I will not say you are abrupt, but you can give it to me at will. Especially if you give it to me! You are Jiang Yi's son-in-law. I will take Jiang Yi with one hand and be considered half of her mother. Can the son-in-law give her bellyband to her mother-in-law? She also gives her such a demonic and evil spirit?"

The demonic energy in the demon?

Zuo Lingquan recalled that he did not look closely when he bought it. He thought the bellyband was solemn and exquisite, so he bought it, and he didn't think about so many messy relationships.

Seeing Wu Qingwan's face angry, Zuo Lingquan explained:

"Last time I cut my senior's clothes, I have to accompany you to the full set. As for the style, I asked the boss lady to choose and pack it on my behalf, but I didn't look at it carefully or touch it. Well... it's not suitable?"

Not only is it inappropriate, it's so indifferent...

Wu Qingwan was half-believing and half-doubted. He looked at Zuo Lingquan for a moment. Seeing that his words were not as fake, the majesty in his eyes disappeared a little:

"It's certainly not suitable. I can't care about secular rules, but you can't care, because you are Jiang Yi's son-in-law and you want to treat me as an elder. Even if you don't have evil thoughts, you can't do such misunderstandings in the future. I like the skirt very much. I accept it, but it's impossible to accept it. You can take it back and return it. It's quite expensive, and no matter how much money you have, you can't make a big deal."

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan nodded slightly and took the purse:

"I am abrupt, please forgive me for being a senior Mr. Wu."

"It's okay, just be careful in the future and have a break early."

Wu Qingwan's expression calmed down a little. The night was already dark, and she didn't stay for long, so she turned around and left the courtyard.

After Zuo Lingquan said goodbye, he returned to the house and saw the purse in his hand, and felt it was a bit difficult to deal with.

After all, the bellyband is of a special nature, so he can't do anything about returns, and it is not appropriate to throw it around anywhere.

As for keeping it in his hands, he is a big man with a bellyband with him, isn’t that pervert?

Zuo Lingquan thought for a while, took the pen holder and prepared to burn it; but as soon as he took out his bellyband, he suddenly stopped and felt something was wrong.

How does it have a fragrance?

Zuo Lingquan frowned, and under the dim light, he carefully looked at the cloud-white bellyband in his hand, but did not see any abnormality, and then he got closer and smelled it slightly.

It is as dark as a secluded orchid, refreshing as it is the taste of Senior Wu...

?

Zuo Lingquan's eyes were strange. He thought it was Wu Qingwan holding it in his hand, so he picked up the purse and smelled it. However, there was no faint fragrance on the purse, only on the bellyband.

?!

Zuo Lingquan stood up for a while, and his cold eyebrows showed no explanation. After a while of silence, he shook his head secretly:

I asked me to return the goods after wearing them. Senior Wu is really not particular about it... I'm afraid it's unlucky if it's burned...

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