Filial piety: the supreme emperor

In a snowy courtyard, covered in silver,

A young man quietly embraces a charming and mature woman from behind, with one hand around her soft and slender waist and the other holding her delicate and weak hand, while they paint a picture of snow scene together.

If other people saw this scene, their eyes would probably widen and their jaws would drop!

Of course, people were shocked not just because of the age gap between them.

More importantly, this mature and beautiful lady turned out to be the wife of the famous Lingbao Sect Master, and this young man was actually her younger relative.

However, this place - Xiaoxiang Yayuan, is where Qu Qirong lives alone.

Aside from a few trusted maids, no one could set foot here, let alone witness the scene before their eyes.

Even the two maids, Qing'er and Ling'er, would not enter the courtyard without the lady's permission.

The atmosphere was sweet and subtle at the moment. Qu Qirong and Lu Ran remained silent, and even the soft hands holding the charcoal pencils did not move.

Because the two were so close, Lu Ran could clearly feel Aunt Rong's unique fragrance of a mature beauty, her soft and slender waist, and her plump and round body.

The long-suppressed throbbing feeling surged up in his heart again, and the fluctuations in his heart became more and more obvious.

The same went for Qu Qirong. This was the second time Lu Ran hugged her tightly.

The last time was because he wanted to remove the heart-controlling poison in her body. Whether it was him holding her full heart or holding her in his warm arms, it was all due to an irresistible force.

But what about this time?

Qu Qirong's thoughts were in a mess and her mind was blank. She didn't know how to respond to all this.

Maybe she just wanted to concentrate on completing this painting of the first clear day after the snow!

She did not reject the indescribable, chaotic and complicated emotions. Instead, she felt vaguely addicted to them.

Just as Ran'er himself said, he devoted himself to cultivation just to be able to do whatever he wanted.

For many years, she had been forced to do things she didn't like under the arrangements of her family.

Now that the mind-controlling poison has been removed, why can't I do what I like again?

Now, what's wrong with just painting a picture of the first clear day after the snow with Ran'er?

"Aunt Rong, let's start painting!"

At this moment, I felt a warm feeling in my ears, accompanied by gentle words.

"Yeah." Qu Qirong responded softly, feeling the warmth on the back of her hand, and slowly began to outline the picture.

First, there is the overall outline of the courtyard, followed by the lotus pond, water pavilion, rockery, flower bed, and the surrounding green vegetation covered with snow, as well as the first hint of sunlight after the snow.

At this moment, their heartbeats seemed to blend together, and they could sense each other's presence.

In this sweet and intoxicating atmosphere, the outline of the sky after the snow gradually emerged.

"Ran'er, slow down!"

When the outline was just halfway drawn, the charcoal pencil in Qu Qirong's hand stopped.

Lu Ran asked in surprise, "Did you draw too fast?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with this sentence.

Qu Qirong didn't notice Lu Ran's abnormality, and said softly, "Well, I can't remember it."

"Then I'll draw more slowly!"

Lu Ran nodded, still holding Aunt Rong's soft hand, and continued to draw slowly, asking, "Aunt Rong, what do you think of this slower speed?"

Qu Qirong said softly: "Just like this, I can clearly understand the priorities of my writing."

"Okay, I understand!"

Lu Ran continued to paint the scene of the first clear day after the snow according to the rhythm and speed Aunt Rong had specified.

After a long time, the overall outline and lines were completed, and Qu Qirong began to pick up the brush to color.

"call……"

Lu Ran took a deep breath and let go of Aunt Rong's soft hands and slender waist.

Aunt Rong's noble temperament, fresh and intoxicating fragrance, and mature and plump figure made his heart surge with excitement.

Fortunately, after years of training by his master, he had a strong mentality and did not do anything deviant.

Qu Qirong also breathed a sigh of relief, but after leaving that warm embrace, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.

After a while, the painting of the first clear sky after the snow became colorful and lifelike.

Qu Qirong's eyes turned and looked at Lu Ran: "Ran'er, it's your turn to write an inscription!"

"Let me think!"

Lu Ran pondered for a moment and searched for poems about snow from his previous life.

But he searched for a while and didn't find the right verses.

At this moment, he caught a glimpse of the plum blossom in the courtyard still covered with frost, and inspiration suddenly came to him.

He picked up the pen and slowly wrote the poem on the rice paper:

[When I opened the door in the morning, the courtyard was full of snow. The snow cleared and the clouds were light, and the sun was cold. ]

[The eaves are still dripping with plum blossom frost, a kind of loneliness that is not ordinary. 】

"Is this also the poem you saw in the Zixia Sect's miscellaneous book?"

Qu Qirong asked casually, but she didn't expect Lu Ran to write another poem that fits the theme.

Seeing that there were a few more drops of filial piety, Lu Ran smiled and replied: "I accidentally read this poem in my spare time before. I felt that the meaning was profound, so I wrote it down!"

Qu Qirong's eyes sparkled with a smile, and a hint of cunning flashed across her beautiful eyes: "When you have free time one day, take Aunt Rong to the Zixia Sect's library for a tour!"

Upon hearing this proposal, Lu Ran's expression suddenly froze and he didn't know how to respond.

Seeing him so embarrassed, Qu Qirong found it very interesting, but she did not ask any more questions and instead changed the subject:

"Ran'er, it's time for lunch. What do you want to eat? Aunt Rong will have someone prepare it for you!"

Lu Ran stretched out his hand to feel the cold air around him and suggested, "Let's eat hot pot!"

Eating hot pot in winter is a perfect match.

Although he had tasted it once in the sect yesterday, the little loli Li Shishi and the little fox Yingying ate too happily and the food was quickly eaten up, so he himself didn't eat much.

"What is hot pot?" Qu Qirong was a little confused about this new word.