Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The moon is hazy and the wind is gradually calming down.

The lonely and vast desert stretches as far as the eye can see.

Without the embellishment of mountains and rivers, the world seems to have dimmed a little and does not look as bright and brilliant as before.

The endless yellow sand sinks into the deep valley, and an extremely rare lush greenery is reflected in the pool water.

Juechen Valley.

The Leng family of Li State.

A foundation-building family that has been passed down for nearly a hundred years.

For the current children of the clan, the cold girl who lives in the boudoir and loves to paint is already their uncle.

The Leng family is not very strong. In the entire Li Kingdom, they can only occupy a corner of the desert near Juechen Valley.

If placed in the State of Chu, it is comparable to the Sun and Zheng families in Songshanfang, and may even be slightly weaker.

The head of the family, Leng Jinghong, is a cultivator in the late foundation-building stage.

Not even as good as the cultivation of Zhao Qing and Hong Ning, the two younger generations...

But more than thirty years ago—

Leng Jinghong was already a foundation-building cultivator, and he had traveled to Yongning and made many fellow Taoists, such as... Zhou Yunfeng from the Chu State.

At that time, Zhou Yunfeng was also at the foundation-building stage.

But unlike ordinary cultivators who rely on sects, the Zhou family relies on the court of Chu.

At that time, Zhou Zongliang, the second son of the Zhou family, had just come of age and never participated in the disputes of the family or the court. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was an idle nobleman.

Leng Xian was a girl waiting to be married. She lived quietly in Juechen Valley, reading and painting every day and did not like to practice cultivation. She was the youngest daughter of the Leng family at that time.

But the Leng family has not yet gained a firm foothold in the desert.

The Zhou family did not have a smooth career in the court.

With one family in the desert of Li State and the other in the court of Chu State, there was no way they could have any conflict. Furthermore, there was also the old friendship between the two family heads...

Thus, there was the good marriage between Zhou Leng and himself.

The youngest daughter of Juechen Valley married to the State of Chu and became the wife of the idle second son of the Zhou family.

It can be called a marriage of close relatives or a marriage of interest.

In short.

Ever since that girl who didn't like to practice cultivation followed the second master who loved to visit brothels——

With the Zhou family's distant support, the Leng family soon flourished in the heart of the desert.

With the support of the Liguo Juechen Valley, the Zhou family regained their fortunes in the imperial court, and Zhou Yunfeng was even appointed Prime Minister...

Zhou Zongliang and Leng Xian also gave birth to a daughter, and their life was peaceful and harmonious.

Zhou Yunfeng's cultivation progress is even faster, and he is about to break through and become a Jindan cultivator.

During those years, the two families interacted more and more frequently.

The Zhou family would take Xiaoyi to travel in the desert, and the Leng family would often visit the State of Chu.

Until twenty years ago——

Because the Zhou family was powerful, the court of Chu was in turmoil.

Prime Minister Zhou Yunfeng was infected with the Yuan-devouring Gu, and not only was he unable to condense his golden elixir, his cultivation level also plummeted. His vitality faded and his lifespan was shortened, and he soon turned into a white-haired old man.

It was obvious that someone wanted to destroy the Zhou family - it should be the clans involved in the court disputes.

Since then.

The power that originally belonged to the Zhou family fell into the hands of another person.

——The second young master who always loves leisure and pleasure.

The second master, who spent his days among women playing chess, calligraphy and painting, suddenly became the prime minister of the State of Chu.

The chess pieces in his hands were no longer those cold jade pieces...

After Zhou Zongliang became prime minister, he never returned home.

He was annoyed by his wife's cold attitude and was even more indifferent to his daughter, who was like a stranger.

He concealed his father's recent situation and quickly leaped into the realm of foundation building.

He rescued two young men from a pile of dead bodies, adopted them as his adopted sons, practiced with him every day, and asked his daughter to respect him as her sworn brother.

Not long after...

Zhou Yunfeng is dying and his cultivation is gone, while Leng Xian stays alone in her empty room every day without a smile on her face.

……

Leng Xian left the State of Chu, and the relationship between the two families was severed.

Zhou Xiaoyi, who was originally traveling and practicing in Changshengfang, was asked by her father to go to the southwest to worship Danxia and try her best to find a way out for the Zhou family.

Fortunately.

Zhou Xiaoyi not only joined the Danxia Sect, but also became a guest official of the Xueyi Tower.

And when I was most lonely and heartbroken, I met my sweetheart.

Although he wasn't a child of destiny, he was responsible and gentle. He would beg her with concern, but he would also tease her with a playful smile...

After spending some time communicating with the man, the boredom and helplessness that had been lingering in my heart seemed to have subsided a lot.

She wanted to try it.

Try visiting the Lantern Festival with that man.

She knew very well that the man was interested in her looks and qualifications, but she still wanted to have more contact and conversation with him, even though he was already married.

Unfortunately...she didn't wait for Zhao Qing during the Lantern Festival that year.

But later, she went to Zhongzhou.

On the way, he and Zhao Qingyan laughed and talked constantly, had their first spiritual contact reluctantly, and also saw many wonders of the world.

Moreover, he successfully obtained the elixir formula for detoxification from the purple bead Cheng Yue.

……

……

Unfortunately.

Even though Zhou Yunfeng's cultivation level recovered later and he broke through to become a Jindan cultivator, he replaced Duan Wenyu's position as a worshiper.

The relationship between the Zhou and Leng families has long been in name only.

Moreover, the prime minister who controlled the world had never given her any explanation and had lost his former warmth.

But she didn't care anymore.

Her mind had long been on other things, and she also had her own home.

From Lanxian Town to Songshanfang, and from Songshanfang to Shouyun Mountain...

More than ten years have passed in a flash.

The man who was concerned about her body back then is now traveling all over the world.

But he was still gentle and caring, loving and caring for her, and protecting her, a highly talented female cultivator in blood-robed clothes, at home as if she were a waste.

They are getting married...

"Why didn't Zhao Qing go to Changshui to see you?"

In the dim bedroom, wisps of smoke rose from the incense burner, and the night pearls piled in the corner of the wall emitted a little light.

Leng Xian had her long hair loose, was wearing a light dress, and was holding a cup of hot tea. She listened quietly to her daughter's whispers... and occasionally interrupted with a smile to ask a few questions.

Compared to her biological mother, Xiaoyi appears to be more cool and steady.

She leaned comfortably against the head of the bed, her delicate hands clasped with Shuyue's fingers, and her beautiful eyes, filled with tenderness, also looked towards Shuyue.

Wang Shuyue rested her head on her shoulder, hiding in the quilt with her legs curled up, her eyes closed and her curved eyelashes trembling from time to time... as if she was falling asleep listening to a story.

"My husband has disappeared, and Qinghuan and I haven't been able to find him."

"I was imprisoned in Zixia Residence by Cheng Yue. It was a trial that determined whether I could go to the Purple Pearl Pill Tower..."

Shuyue whispered softly, tickling Xiaoyi's palm with her fingertips.

The aunt's beautiful eyes were filled with reminiscence and melancholy. She raised her hand and slowly embraced Shuyue's shoulders. They leaned against each other and whispered with a smile, "Qinghuan was a little different back then."

"Her eyes were lifeless, and she knelt there, kowtowed to me blankly..."

Looking back at my mother's puzzled expression, she seemed to be hesitant to speak.

My aunt added with a smile, "Qinghuan is very smart. She knows how to use everything she has as a weapon. But just that one look... I was filled with heartache."

……

"The little one thinks the most and is very quiet every day."

Under a small window not far from the bed, a white-haired woman was bent over her desk, reviewing the jade slips, examining the essence of Tianxiang's inheritance bit by bit.

My aunt's beautiful eyes smiled as she slowly shook her head and whispered, "Zhao Qing is so kind to Qing Huan that it's almost twisted her mind."

Shuyue nodded in agreement, her cherry lips parted as she continued, "It was twenty-two years of suffering after all... If it were me, I would also cherish it with my life."

Leng Xian: ...

She remained silent for half a cup of tea, quietly listening to Xiaoyi and Shuyue talking about old stories.

After a long while, he asked with a strange smile: "Zhao Qing..."

"He's circulating among the three of you?"

"At home, we have the delicate and lovely Shuyue, in the Dantang, we have the charming Qinghuan, and in the city, we have your junior sister who is having an affair with him?"

"So...romantic!"

Leng Xian's smile became more and more clever and cunning, like a girl who had read a love story, her eyes full of amazement and anticipation.

Shuyue hugged Xiaoyi's graceful figure again, snuggled in the quilt and whispered angrily: "I asked my husband to do this, I can't help him."

"You are still speaking for him..." Leng Xian complained with a smile.

"Qing Huan and I were both feeling a bit lonely and desolate at the time, and we happened to meet him."

"If it were an ordinary female cultivator, he might not be able to be so cool and unrestrained."

The aunt spoke coldly and took advantage of the fact that Zhao Qing and Qing Huan were away to complain about her man's romantic affairs behind his back.

"Hey……"

Leng Xian laughed and sighed, marveling at the sight.

"It was you three back then, and it's still you three now..."

She glanced at Si He, then asked with a smile, "When did you meet Ning'er?"

Hearing this, my aunt's beautiful eyes were filled with joy.

She looked at her mother's expectant eyes and did not answer the question, but asked with a low smile, "Mom."

"Si He always asks me, which are more fragrant, domestic flowers or wild flowers... What do you think, mother?"

Leng Xian understood for a moment, then replied without hesitation with a smile, "Of course it's the scent of wild flowers."

"You've been together for over ten years. How can you compare to the excitement other women feel when they first meet?"

Shuyue murmured with a smile: "Qinghuan...Qinghuan can't compare."

"You can compare too."

The aunt whispered softly and stroked Shuyue's hair to help her sleep.

Leng Xian leaned comfortably into the bed, and sighed faintly with a smile: "Zhao Qing has been picking up only Ning'er, a wild flower, for more than ten years. You guys are really holding on tight~"

Shuyue twisted her body and rested her head on her aunt's shoulder, closing her eyes and letting out a vague laugh: "Xiaoyi always keeps an eye on her husband and doesn't allow him to mess with other women."

"However... my husband has also calmed down and never let us suffer any injustice."

Leng Xian turned her head with a smile, looked at her daughter's cold profile and asked in confusion, "Are you so afraid that your man will be snatched away?"

"without--"

An unconscious joy flashed across my aunt's face as she softly said to Shuyue and Si Heyan, "How could I possibly watch him that closely?"

"He can go find any woman he wants."

"I'm just talking... Isn't it Ning'er who's been pushing him all the time?"

Shuyue's eyes widened instantly, and she seemed not to be so sleepy anymore.

The wife looked at her aunt's smiling face in surprise. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and said with a frown, "It was you who urged me to send Senior Sister off..."

"duplicity!"

Si He chuckled disdainfully, playing with the jade slip in his hand and whispering to himself: "To be a villain and a good person at the same time, how amazing."

Leng Xian pondered for a moment, then curiously clung to her daughter's shoulders and asked, "So, what exactly are you planning?"

"all good."

My aunt responded with a brief smile, stretched slightly, took off the jade bracelet on her fair wrist, and leaned into the quilt.

She adjusted her hair slightly, leaned against Shuyue's delicate body and explained softly, "I am the same as my mother. As long as he cares about me and misses me, and knows what home is, that's enough."

"and……"

The woman turned around and looked at Shuyue, smiling and whispering to her forehead: "Don't let him mess with wild flowers, only you can do it."

"How can I really stop him? I won't get angry about this..."

Shuyue stared at the cold and beautiful face in front of her, and her unparalleled beautiful eyes were full of teasing.

She couldn't help but spit out angrily: "You...really!"

Zhou Xiaoyi tilted her head back lazily, as if this would make her shoulders and neck more comfortable.

Falling asleep with Shuyue and my mother by my side... is also a rare place of peace and tranquility.

"What are you afraid of~!"

When the aunt looked back at Leng Xian, her smiling eyes seemed to have the same tenderness and agility as her mother's, and even contained confidence and excitement.

Leng Xian understood immediately, gave her daughter a cold look, turned around, and gently stepped on her legs with her slender feet to fall asleep...

As her red lips parted, a soft and gentle voice uttered, "Do you want the fragrance of domestic flowers or wild flowers?"

Hearing my mother say such a joke again...

The aunt hugged Shuyue's waist tightly and whispered teasingly in her ear: "Sister..."

"You forgot."

"I... am a wild flower."

……

Si He, who was leaning against the window to examine the jade slip, suddenly froze in his eyes.

Yes, my aunt is a wild flower!

And it’s the most fragrant one——

Counting back... she was having an affair with a married man, her fellow senior brother.

Counting back... more than ten years have passed, and she and Zhao Qing are still unclear about their relationship and have not married. She lives in a small room of her own at home.

And Shuyue didn't compete with her for anything. This wild flower... is about to become the queen!