Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The kitchen is located in the Dingzimo courtyard.

Zhao Qing carried porridge and vegetables and opened the gate of his house.

The snow on the roof was already half a finger thick, and loose snow chunks fell from time to time, revealing patches of green tiles.

He glanced around the yard and realized that his wife was still asleep.

He pushed the door open and entered the east wing.

The bedroom was now filled with warmth, and the fireplace seemed to be able to block out the wind and snow.

Wang Shuyue's hair was disheveled, her pretty face was lying on the pillow, her round jade-like thighs were clamped between the quilts, and she was still immersed in her dreams.

Zhao Qing put down the porridge and food in his hand and smiled.

He walked forward slowly and placed his cold hands on his wife's cheeks...

"Shuyue."

Wang Shuyue frowned, raised her arm, slapped his cold hand away, and her eyelids trembled slightly.

"cough."

"Shuyue, it's time to eat, or the porridge and food will get cold!"

……

"Hmm~"

A moan came out of the woman's nose, and she slowly opened her eyes, her vision hazy.

"Husband, what time is it?"

The next moment, she glanced at the window coffin, and her beautiful eyes widened instantly: "It's snowing!"

Wang Shuyue was surprised and frantically looked for her underwear.

However, as soon as she stood up, her movements slowed down again.

A hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes: "Did my husband go to the kitchen to bring food?"

Zhao Qing nodded slightly, sat on the edge of the bed and wrapped the quilt around his wife's delicate body.

Wang Shuyue crawled out from under the quilt, held her husband's hands in her arms, and her delicate body couldn't help but shiver.

She asked with concern: "Is my husband cold? Shuyue can cook."

Zhao Qing smiled and shook his head slightly, pulled his hands away, and handed the clothes to his wife.

After a cup of tea, Wang Shuyue put on her clothes, her beautiful eyes full of anticipation, and said, "Shuyue, go out and take a look! Come over for dinner right away!"

After one stick of incense...

Wang Shuyue looked at the strange snow marks in the yard and fell into deep thought.

“Why are there only footprints leading back?”

She returned to her bedroom silently.

She walked happily into Zhao Qing's arms.

"Husband..."

Zhao Qing gently stroked his wife's black hair: "Hmm?"

Wang Shuyue glared at him, "Where did my husband go last night?"

……

Zhao Qing hesitated for a moment and said, "I saw that you were too tired these past few days, so I went to the kitchen early to bring some porridge and vegetables. Isn't Shuyue afraid of the cold?"

He thought for a moment and added, "I stopped by the Dan Hall and gave them a heater."

Wang Shuyue pursed her lips slightly, raised her beautiful eyes, and turned to face her husband.

"My husband went to the Dan Hall to deliver a heater, and brought some food when he came back, right?"

cough cough.

Zhao Qing smiled and held his wife's pretty face in his arms and ravaged her.

"It's all on the way, it's all on the way..."

"Humph!"

Wang Shuyue snorted lightly and said with a smile: "Shuyue is not that kind of shrew. It was so cold last night...husband should have gone."

Zhao Qing and his wife smiled at each other.

I can't help but sigh: Shuyue is so nice.

After a while.

Wang Shuyue happily sat at the table, her legs clacking under the chair as she picked up the spiritual porridge Zhao Qing had brought back...

She took a sip and curled her cherry lips slightly.

She said aggrievedly, "Husband, the porridge is cold."

Zhao Qing:?

Did I just bring it back?

He saw his wife coming to him with a bitter face.

"Shuyue wants to drink white porridge!"

Zhao Qing's expression froze for a moment before he reacted.

No, I'm a cultivator, not a porridge seller, so where would I get so much porridge...

Before he could say anything, his wife smiled.

Wenrou said, "My husband, you haven't slept all night. You must be tired... You should rest for a while."

Half an hour later.

Zhao Qing lay on the bed, staring at the snowflakes outside the window, lost in thought.

Why did I trick Shuyue into eating the facial mask?

Damn me!

He looked back at his wife beside him, and could only see her three thousand strands of black hair floating in the wind.

[Gain Alchemist Experience: 20]

[Gain Alchemist Experience: 20]

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[Alchemist: First-level mid-grade (700/5000)]

Zhao Qing sighed slightly and ran his fingers through his wife's hair: "Shuyue..."

"Shuyue?"

Wang Shuyue tried her best to feel her husband's warmth and she said, "Mmmmm!"

……

It was not until the hour of Si that the woman felt dizzy and her lust could no longer be controlled, and she ended the ruthless exploitation.

"Shuyue is full."

"Shuyue will sleep with her husband!"

……

On this day, there was heavy snow in the yard and the snow was drizzling in the bedroom.

And Zhao Qing... Zhao Qing felt hopeless.

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After this little episode, Zhao Qing rested for a day and then continued to refine the elixir.

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During this period, Lu Zheng came to visit once, brought half a pound of spiritual tea, and chatted with Zhao Qing in the yard.

After learning about the progress of refining the precious flowers here, he hurried away again.

Zhao Qing didn't care about this.

After all, he had too many medicinal materials on him, and it would be strange if Lu Zheng ignored it.

Time is fleeting.

In the blink of an eye, it was Frost Descent.

During the Frost Descent season, all things come to life. Yang energy is dormant, and Yin begins to condense.

However, for Danxia City, this day seemed a bit warm.

At the hour of Si, the sun shines on the earth.

Although there are still piles of snow everywhere on the streets, it is nothing compared to the previous few days.

Zhao Qing and his wife went to Xifang hand in hand.

Wang Shuyue usually dresses up carefully, but today she looks a little casual.

She simply drew a few dark eyebrows, patted some scented water she had prepared on her body, and followed Zhao Qing out of the kitchen.

At this moment, Zhao Qing was looking towards the Xueyi Building, searching for Zhou Xiaoyi.

The clear voice of his wife came to his ears: "Husband!"

"Do you remember this shop? The satin for our quilts is cut here."

Zhao Qing glanced at the shop on the west side of the block that was hung with silk, and memories flooded into his mind.

He nodded gently and said, "The satin here is quite soft. We can buy a few more pieces."

After Zhao Qing said this, he suddenly found that his wife beside him had become quiet.

He looked down and followed the glance.

A graceful figure in a red gauze skirt was already walking slowly towards them.

Zhou Xiaoyi was still wearing a gauze dress and looked very lazy.

Zhao Qing greeted him with a smile, "Guest Zhou."

Zhou Xiaoyi nodded and chuckled: "Zhao Qing."

She immediately locked her gaze on the woman next to Zhao Qing... to be precise, the woman next to herself.

Wang Shuyue had already put her arm around her.

A clear voice rang out: "Xiaoyi, Zhao Qing always talks about you, and Shuyue finally saw you today."

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled and looked sideways at the woman next to her who was slightly shorter than her.

She has bright eyes and white teeth, and is not wearing any makeup. The corners of her slightly pink lips are raised, and her rosy face is full of joy.

If it weren't for her slightly tied up black hair, she would definitely be mistaken for an unmarried girl.

Her eyes inadvertently passed over the plain water robe of the girl beside her.

I sniffed the sweet scent of a dew I didn't know what it was...

Her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise: "Shuyue, we have met before."

"It was raining that day and you were standing in the front row. I remember it clearly."

Wang Shuyue seemed a little shy and nodded slightly: "Shuyue thought you didn't remember..."

Zhou Xiaoyi gathered her gauze sleeves with her slender hands and shook her head, "Of course I remember."

"The bone broth you made was delicious. I haven't had it for a month, and I've been missing it."

Wang Shuyue's beautiful eyes lit up: "Xiaoyi, which one do you like? Chicken bones or leopard bones? I don't make many cow bones. I wonder if your husband has ever brought you any."

Zhao Qing was stunned for a moment. When did you ever let me bring anything else?

Zhou Xiaoyi smiled bitterly and said, "I've only eaten leopard bones..."

She turned to questioning: "Are you looking at satin?"

Zhao Qing opened his mouth, but found that no one was paying attention to him, so he silently looked at the big locust tree next to him.

Wang Shuyue smiled and said, "I am planning to cut some. It will be a bit cold in winter, and we need to buy some new satin after the New Year."

Zhou Xiaoyi glanced at Zhao Qing.

He nodded gently and said, "It just so happens that I can cut some too."

She looked towards the blazing sun in the sky, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "It's already getting a bit cold even before winter begins. You guys pick out the satin first, and I'll go back and get some clothes."

She lowered her head and smiled again: "Remember to help me pick two too."

……

In the vermilion lacquered pavilion.

A bright and beautiful woman in a gauze dress slowly ascended the wooden steps, took out a handkerchief and wiped off the lip balm she had applied this morning...