Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Late in the cold winter night.

The biting cold wind rustled the dead branches, and the dim starlight was scattered in patches.

On the hillside of Shouyun Mountain.

Between the magnificent courtyards, light and darkness interweave and the shadows of the trees dance, appearing quiet and hazy in the cold night.

And in a fragrant boudoir somewhere in the courtyard.

A woman's lively laughter was heard... Like a trickling spring, her voice was extremely soft.

It was like a delicate and gentle whisper, which couldn't even cover the trembling of the silver bells on her slender ankles.

If you are distracted, it will be difficult to hear what the woman is talking about.

"Oh, it's been eighteen years since I left."

"About what time do you plan to leave?"

Leng Xian supported her chin with her white wrist and looked at the three people teasing and wondering with a smile, her expression looking lazy and curious.

Her long black hair was loose and not tied up. When she moved her body slightly, the silver bells on her slender ankles collided... and made a crisp and pleasant sound.

Although Leng Xian is somewhat similar to her aunt in appearance and voice, her personality and character are completely different.

At this moment, she was casually wearing a red dress, with beautiful eyes smiling and red lips like jade, looking like a pretty girl, even more cheerful than Ningmei.

Zhao Qing was used to this. He chuckled and said thoughtfully, "Next autumn?"

"When autumn comes around, we're not at home anymore."

"If Miss Leng has any other needs, just message these people directly."

He took out several communication jades in succession.

"Si You Qin Chuxin, Tianxiang Fang Ying, Xueyi Tang Shiqi, Yongningzhou Meng Xue."

Then he said casually and jokingly: "This Saint Fang Ying is a top-notch Nascent Soul senior in Zhongzhou. She was originally Si He's protector."

"But after we temporarily leave and embark on the immortal path, who knows, we might become Miss Leng and Qingci's protectors."

Qinghuan listened and smiled faintly as her phoenix eyes flickered.

Wan'er and Ye Xi looked at each other, as if examining the anxiety and confusion in Xi'er's heart.

Wenrou took out a lot of jade ornaments and necklaces, and stood up to help Leng Xian tie her hair and try out various beautiful items: "I bought them in Zhongzhou a few days ago, and the master asked me to bring them to my mother..."

"Some were given by Xi'er."

Seeing this, Ye Xi's beautiful eyes rippled. She quickly stood up, smiled gently, and followed Gu Qinghuan to comb Leng Xian's hair.

"Is this from Miss Ye Xi? It's very beautiful——"

The woman looked at the two people behind her in the mirror, covered her mouth with a faint smile, and glanced at Zhao Qing.

I don't know whether he was saying that Ye Xi, whom Zhao Qing brought back, was beautiful, or that the jade ornaments he brought back were beautiful.

She didn't mention Ying Luo and Ye Xi much at this moment.

I just pretend that the slender hands that gently tied my hair didn't exist.

Still jokingly complaining to Zhao Qing: "What did you bring back for Qingci?"

"If it's more than what you gave me... I'd feel a little jealous."

Zhao Qing: ???

He was secretly moved and whispered to Si He.

With Leng Xian's personality, how could she be the mother of my aunt?

It is obvious that my aunt looks like Leng Xian's mother.

However, he was already familiar with Leng Xian, so he responded calmly and easily: "Xiaoyi always bullies Qinghuan."

"Who knew Miss Leng would still want to bully Qingci?"

"Don't worry."

"Of course, there are more things given to Miss Leng than to Qingci. Didn't you bring Xi'er here?"

Zhao Qing spoke jokingly.

He brought Qinghuan and Ye Xi to sit with Leng Xian.

Xiaoyi followed Shuyue and Ningmei to accompany Tingju Qingci next door.

"What's the point of bringing it?"

There was a hint of contempt and teasing between the woman's delicate and beautiful eyes.

The boudoir was filled with a very unique smell, not the dew of plants and flowers, nor the rouge and powder, but it seemed like the body fragrance of this delicate woman.

"Aren't we going to take it away later...?"

Zhao Qing listened to Leng Xian's complaints, his smiling eyes swept over Ye Xi's gentleness and tranquility at the moment, and a playful smile flashed across his face when he looked at Qinghuan.

Ye Xi was really a coward from beginning to end.

If she was facing Shuyue and Xiaoyi's smiles, she would still say... that she would not go to the immortal road, or that she would stay with Miss Leng Xian as a maid.

But now Leng Xian really laughed like this.

She immediately became extremely obedient and didn't dare to say a word.

Seeing this, Zhao Qing couldn't help but jokingly speak up for her: "If Miss Leng likes, it would be fine to keep Xi'er at home with you."

"Otherwise I'll have to take Xi'er to accompany Xiaoyi."

Upon hearing this, the woman chuckled and glanced at the bronze mirror. Her eyes met Qinghuan's. After taking a quick look at Ye Xi's expression at the moment, she let out a slight chuckle from her nose.

"Humph!"

"Go! Go! Go!"

"Why do we need Miss Ye Xi to accompany us?"

She seemed to suddenly remember something, stared at Zhao Qing with a faint smile and whispered softly: "You really are."

"Leave us on the mountain..."

"There's not even a single man in the entire Shouyun Mountain, and you're so relieved?"

Zhao Qing:?

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and responded with a matter-of-fact smile, "If there were a man on the mountain, how could Miss Leng let me feel at ease?"

"Pooh!"

Leng Xian curved her dark eyebrows, smiled lightly and spat softly.

"I thought you brought me here to enjoy a peaceful life."

"I didn't expect that I would be looking after your house—"

"Look at my arrogant and unruly daughter, now she's running to someone else's knees and calling him 'mother'!"

Zhao Qing chuckled and shook his head without comment.

He raised his hand and pulled Qing Huan, who was tying the girl's hair, over and said, "Aren't we also occupying someone else's daughter?"

Qinghuan smiled gently when she heard this.

She bent slightly and half-knelt in front of Leng Xian, softly pounding her slender legs, and whispered with a smile, "Mother."

"Just treat Qinghuan as your own daughter and order her around as you please."

Leng Xian curled her lips playfully, then looked at Zhao Qing leisurely and teased, "I dare not order you around, for fear your master might get jealous."

"Hurry up and get up. Your sister will definitely want to eat me when she sees me."

A strange smile flashed across Qing Huan's phoenix eyes. She leaned on Leng Xian's slender legs and whispered softly, "It's okay. If the master is not satisfied, he will teach Qing Huan a lesson in private."

Leng Xian:?

Her beautiful eyes flickered, her eyelashes trembling: "Then you are not deliberately asking for the master's punishment..."

After having some fun with Qinghuan.

The woman looked carefully at Yingluo, whose hair had been tidied up by Ye Xi, in the mirror.

At this moment, he rarely showed some seriousness. He gently took Ye Xi's slender hand and pulled her to his side. He looked at Zhao Qing and smiled softly, "Eighteen years of immortal journey."

"You won't be going home for a day? Or..."

Zhao Qing couldn't help but ponder it carefully, but could only explain softly: "The path to immortality is completely different for each generation."

"At least I heard Senior Sister mention this, and it seems there's no chance of returning midway."

See this situation.

Leng Xian couldn't help but sigh helplessly in her heart.

She nodded gently and smiled softly, "Then you guys go ahead and get busy. Ning'er, over there—"

Zhao Qing understood what he meant when he heard this.

At this moment, he looked at Leng Xian, chuckled and nodded: "The Chu family of Ziyangpo will join the Siyou Sect and form their own lineage."

"Some of the bloodline disciples, as well as Fellow Daoist Chu Yin... will come to the southwest to practice in a few days."

"I've been living between Wu'an County and Siyou County. There are several peaks and valleys with good spiritual energy there. When Ning'er's parents return one day, they won't be disappointed."

Leng Xian smiled and nodded, secretly agreeing in her heart.

Then, his eyes turned slightly mischievous as he smiled: "What kind of treatment do you plan to give to the Chu family? Don't let anyone drain your family's wealth."

Zhao Qing lowered his head with a smile and pushed a communication jade on the table.

"This Tang Shiqi was originally a Jindan garrison in a certain Blood Tower. Although his realm is still far from the Nascent Soul stage, we get along very well."

"I will help Chu Xin and take good care of the sect in the future."

"Miss Leng Xian is almost at the Golden Core stage. If you're worried about these things, why not help Shiqi manage the accounts in your free time?"

Ah!

Leng Xian immediately glared at Zhao Qing angrily: "No matter! I am here to enjoy life, I still need to cultivate myself."

"But you can ask Shiqi to come over occasionally. I can collect some accounts and save them..."

She smiled mischievously.

At the same time, he extended his spiritual sense, chuckled and complained to Zhao Qing: "I'm not your woman."

"You're tired of hanging out with the girls back home, so it's good enough that you come over here to have some fun and relax with me. You still want me to do work for you?"

"My dad wouldn't order me around like that~!"

Zhao Qing smiled even more broadly after hearing the message, and he didn't feel surprised at all.

Twenty years ago, my aunt's family was a bunch of weirdos.

The daughter is as thoughtful as her mother, the mother is as cheerful and free as a girl, and the men in the family visit brothels every day, and the concubines' residences are lined up in rows.

Now Leng Xian is approaching her sixtieth birthday, and she is still living a carefree and happy life in the Juechen Valley in the desert of Li Country. However, she is the apple of the eye of the Leng family's eye.

My aunt doesn’t have the love of my father.

But Leng Xian has a father who loves her.

...All the trivial matters that occur after transcending the immortal world are new, strange and bizarre.

Before Zhao Qing said goodbye and left.

Leng Xian suddenly held Ye Xi's soft hand tightly.

With a faint smile in her beautiful eyes, she gazed quietly, once again carefully examining the girl's gentle features.

"Xi'er, why didn't you even call me mother and just left without saying a word?!"

Leng Xian naturally knew why Zhao Qing brought Ye Xi here.

It's nothing more than helping him to harm the girl together!

The lengthy chat my daughter went on in the message was just that Zhao Qing had set his eyes on her and regarded her as his concubine.

She understood too well the men in her family's pursuit of pleasure and beauty...

At this moment, the laughter made Ye Xi's neck turn red, and her heart was even more conflicted. The smile she looked at Zhao Qing seemed a little stiff.

However, Zhao Qing had a gentle expression and watched quietly like a spectator.

Leng Xian smiled lightly, her beautiful feet tapping the silver bells and swinging, she put her arms around Ye Xi's slender waist, raised her hand to tidy up her drooping black hair, and gently stroked her slightly hot face.

In front of Zhao Qing, he casually complained and laughed, "You are clearly being toyed with by him. You don't need his care in cultivation, but you are unwilling to acknowledge the slightest status."

"Xiaoyi said that there's no one at home, so come over and call me mom, or you'll get bored and be left alone with nowhere to go."

Zhao Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows strangely when he heard this, and looked at Leng Xian with a teasing smile.

Why are you still stabbing me in the back?

Ye Xi's smile was a little evasive, and she pondered secretly for a few breaths, but she still couldn't wait for Zhao Qing to whisper.

He struggled in his heart and made a decision, then gently stroked the woman's slender hand.

Then Yingying bent down and knelt in front of him, raised her head and called out with a respectful and gentle smile: "Mother——"

Short words call out.

Ye Xi suddenly felt his heart throbbing, as if a taut silk string was being plucked and ravaged.

There is even some kind of strange illusion.

After all… she had just called Zhao Qing “Daddy” that night, and Senior Brother Zhao seemed quite satisfied…

But at this moment, Leng Xian just smiled lightly and lowered her eyes, silently arranging the girl's hair, without answering a word.