After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée - Chapter 149

[Chapter 149]

“Are you more docile?”

The candlelight was faint, illuminating the small room with a bright red glow. Only then did Zheng Wan discover that the roller blinds, gauze curtains, and even the quilts on the bed had been replaced by grandma at some point in time.

Da Hong’s face was flushed red.

She pushes him:

“You said you didn’t eavesdrop?”

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch.

“A monk in the Wonderful Law Realm can reach a hundred zhang’s soul, and I have a thousand zhang.”

“Daojun sounds like a thief who stole the bun and quibble that ‘I have long hands, this bun is like running into my hands’ – rogue.”

The rascal was silent.

Zheng Wan looked up, but saw that his thin ice Qiongyu-like face was covered with a blush, so she couldn’t help laughing:

“Since that monarch’s soul consciousness is so powerful, if you accidentally bump into someone else’s line…the joy of fish and water, how can this be good?”

Bo Bing Qiongyu became a fiery red, but her voice was still cold:

“Never seen.”

Seeing Zheng Wan’s disbelief: “Cultivators are not allowed to enter people’s houses without permission.”

“…Oh. Why did the Daojun enter my house alone and break into the boudoir at night?”

Cui Wang looked away:

“You are different.”

“What’s the difference? Come on, what’s the difference?”

At this time, the clapper outside the street has begun to ring the third sound:

“…the sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful with the candles, the things are dry in the sky, be careful with the candles.”

There was only the sound of candles beeping in the house.

“On Qiming Street, Fengwu City, there is a street of Chiba Begonias, which bloom all year round and are very beautiful, but this gentleman never cares.

“So?”

“Only the crabgrass that is transplanted into the house, carefully cared for by this gentleman, and watered every day, every time she drops a flower, every leaf she drops, it is tempting and unbearable.”

Pulling the wire, I can’t bear it.

These words, like countless small but heavy stones, smashed into Zheng Wan’s heart.

Itchy, sour, soft, and numb.

She was silent and smiled:

“So, Daojun can’t help but secretly take a look at this Haitang?”

Cui Wang pursed his lips:

“……Yes.”

“Cui Wang, you are so cute.”

“Men should not pretend to be cute.”

Cui Wang’s face suddenly stiffened, like a stinky and hard rock.

Zheng Wan was not afraid of him.

This man is a paper tiger.

“Daojun didn’t ask me just now, is he happy and docile?”

“Well.”

Zheng Wan stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear:

“I don’t like anyone.”

“then you–”

“—I only like you like this.”

“Oh?”

“kindness.”

Zheng Wan quietly raised her head, and she couldn’t help but smile when she saw the smile on the mouth of the man made of ice and snow.

“Cui Wang, did you bring this rattan box?”

Zheng Wan pushed him away, squatted down and looked at the stuff brought by the round-faced monk, “What’s inside?”

“It’s some… gadgets.”

Cui Wang looked slightly uncomfortable, “It doesn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter, you still send someone to deliver it in the middle of the night?”

Zheng Wan searched around and found a small lock on the side of the rattan box. It was a very beautiful and delicate copper core lock. On the lock was engraved a small rose flower, the size of a grain of rice.

The smile at the corner of her mouth softened a bit, she squatted on the ground, her feather-like skirt was beautifully placed on the ground, and she raised her head like this:

“Cui Wang, you always remember.”

Begonia flower, peach blossom paper, pear blossom white, sword spike, white jade crown…

He seems to be indifferent, but there is always a subtle, inadvertent tenderness that makes people unable to bear it.

“Did you engrave this begonia flower?”

She looked at Cui Wang, her eyes were like the sparkling lake water, clear and quiet, completely different from the usual coquettish, willful and bossy woman.

Cui Wang also squatted down:

“no.”

“Oh……”

Zheng Wan’s ears drooped in disappointment, “No.”

“Not all of them.”

Zheng Wan suddenly became happy:

“You are so kind, Cui Wang.”

The smile in her eyes made Cui Wang rarely shake his head.

Zheng Wan put her finger on the lock, and the copper core lock seemed to sense something, and immediately popped out.

The rattan box opened.

“This is……”

Zheng Wan looked at the contents of the rattan box in amazement.

Indeed, as Cui Wang said, it was not very precious, but it made her seldom moved.

A dozen or so puppets lined up.

The little people have buns on their heads and wear beautiful skirts. The skirts are all made of ice silk for thousands of years, and the colors are different. These little people have no faces, and even in terms of carving skills, they are not amazing. Look. It can be concluded that this person’s technique was even rough and clumsy in the initial carving, and it was only later that he began to become more comfortable.

“You carved it?”

Zheng Wan slid her fingers over the puppets one by one.

At the first sight of the plum garden, the sky is blue and green, and the pure white feathers are cloaked with chicken blood and stone hairpins; on the day of the stall, light red and light veils, high buns, clouds and golden steps; the selection of the mountain gate, neat white skirts, and white silk sashes; A goose yellow robe, a single bun with hair and golden steps… In the end, it was in the fantasy world of the mortal stone boat. She was dressed in red and married, with her sleeves closed and drinking wine.

Under the puppet man, there are one after another of gorgeous clothes. These gorgeous clothes are all rare things that Zheng Wan had seen in the clothes shop before, but could not afford.

The black-colored cloak made of silk from the Millennium Snow Spirit Spider; the feather-scale coat with shark beads, and even all kinds of small coats… cyan, red and light blue, tea white and dark ink, and so on.

“you–”

Zheng Wan suddenly closed the rattan box.

She stared at the rattan box in horror, as if a monster was locked inside.

That monster wanted to rush out anytime, anywhere, scratching her heart, moving her spirit, making her feel uneasy and uneasy.

In the mortal world, when the lords wanted to please her, they all went to the gold and jade shop to spend a lot of money, but there was never one person, like Cui Wang, who was clumsy and prudent, using these playthings to please her.

“I carved it.”

Cui Wang didn’t feel awkward anymore, his eyes when he landed on the rattan box were rare and soft, “When I miss you, I will carve for a while; when I hate you, I will carve for a while. Before I know it… I am so tired. .”

“you–”

“You didn’t ask, why do I make peach branches?”

Zheng Wan opened her mouth, but she didn’t even realize how pale her face was.

She used to complain that he looked down on her, that he didn’t like her, and teased him like a kitten and a puppy; now she felt that she was the one who couldn’t be worthy.

Compared to his bottomless affection, her joy seemed too frivolous and too cheap.

“Wanwan, marry me.”

“Be my Taoist companion.”

Cui Wang stopped talking about the Taozhi people, leaned over and picked up the puppet with the red wedding dress.

Looking closer, the pomegranate pattern of the hundred sons and thousands of grandsons on the villain is embroidered lifelike.

Zheng Wan looked at his open palm, the little man’s red wedding dress stinging her eyes.

“The clothes of these puppets…”

Cui Wang seemed to see what she was thinking, shook his head, and laughed dumbly:

“Wanwan, you think too highly of me, how can I do these things?”

“That–”

Cui Wang flicked his sleeves, and a thick stack of yellow rice paper fell from his storage ring onto the long table in front of her window.

Zheng Wan walked over and found that there were clothes painted on the yellow rice paper.

Those dresses were all worn by her, and even some of them, even she didn’t remember much, she could only recall them when she saw them—in the mortal world, she had many such dresses that she only wore once, There will be no more skirts on the upper body.

As for Cui Wang, even the lines of the skirt were carefully drawn.

“Sister Yun Ling Cui, this painting skill is really good.”

“I ordered someone to send it to the clothes store, and I found the embroiderer, and I embroidered them one by one.”

“Cui Wang, then you…”

Can remember the clothes clearly, even the patterns and sample making have never been forgotten, but why haven’t they painted people?

Zheng Wan suddenly understood.

He doesn’t draw her, he just competes with himself.

“Zheng Wan, I am with Cui Ling, and I want to reconnect with you, Xingyang Zheng, for eternity. Would you like to?”

Zheng Wan found that she was hesitant.

She really likes him, but she also has no hope for the future.

A person who cultivates the Tao has a long life. He has entered the Wonderful Dharma Realm, and maybe he will break into the Realm of No Phase in the near future. Ten thousand years, how long is it? Can the love of men and women withstand 10,000 years of wear?

Cui Wang seemed to see what she meant, and his eyes suddenly sank:

“You don’t want to?”

“If you and I part ways in the future, why not just get along as lovers, so as not to hurt peace in the future.”

“No.” Cui Wang said coldly, “Don’t think about it.”

“When I’m with you, I will not be involved with others.” Zheng Wan vowed, “Isn’t it better to have such a comfortable relationship with each other?”

“not good.”

Cui Wang threw the red-clothed puppet into the rattan box, and in Zheng Wan’s distressed exclamation, he said coldly, “I am different from you, if you enter, you will advance, and if you retreat, you will retreat. If you don’t like it, leave it to yourself. back.”

He suppressed his voice:

“If you had the intention to play, why bother to provoke this gentleman?”

“I–”

“Xi Yu Xia, you have a copy of your appearance, but you never thought about this time?”

“I’ve never thought about it.” Zheng Wan said with a bachelor’s degree, “I’ve never been moved by others, why do I think so much? When I feel sad, I feel that you’re sorry for me; as for the future—”

“You didn’t think so.”

“Yes, I didn’t dare to think about it.”

A person who is dying is precarious, and he is having fun in a timely manner. What do you want to do?

Zheng Wan clenched her neck and insisted:

“Cui Wang, you are a high-ranking Taoist. If you want to give anything, you can retreat if you want. How dare I think about it as a little monk?”

“You little monk?”

Cui Wang shook his head, “You little monk grabbed my neck and dared to run wild on my head.”

Zheng Wan pouted and looked at the rattan box. Thinking about it, it would be better to brush it along the hair.

She tugged at his wide robe sleeves and looked at him with Qing Lingling’s eyes:

“Cui Wang, don’t be angry, okay?”

“Are you okay? Is it okay?”

Cui Wang looked at her slender fingers like scallions, and suddenly remembered how she timidly grabbed his cuff in Shifang’s illusion, both ingratiating and frightening.

She was always good at confusing him with words.

“Have you really never been happy with anyone else? That prince—”

Cui Wang sighed.

“Of course.” Zheng Wan said of course, “The one who can make Zheng Wan happy must be someone like you, Daojun.”

The anger in Cui Wang’s heart was calmed down in a dignified manner.

But in the end there is still some unwillingness:

“Say happy, but don’t want to be a Taoist companion with me.”

“Who said you don’t want to?” Zheng Wan wrinkled her nose, “I, Aya, don’t like you.”

This is of course one reason.

“What if you, Aye Aniang, are willing?”

Zheng Wan vowed:

“Wanwan’s heart for Cui Wangquan can be seen from the sun and the moon.”

“you said.”

Cui Wang looked at her and suddenly smiled.

In the clear brilliance of the crescent moon, he stretched his brows and smiled like a spring breeze:

“I’ll leave Awan to you.”

He flicked his sleeves and sent Awan out of the storage ring.

Awan fell dizzy and fell to the ground, only to hear his master say: “Awan, you will serve by Zheng Zhenjun’s side in the future.”

“True Monarch!” Awan jumped up and down, “Awan misses you so much.”

It touched its head, pouted its big mouth to the side, and cried out with a “wow”:

“Awan is bald again!”

Zheng Wan appeased the wooden man, looked up and saw that Cui Wang was leaving, and hurriedly said:

“Are you going?”

Cui Wang turned back, his eyes darkened:

“Wanwan, your Aye and Auntie are here, be nice.”

Zheng Wan blushed at the meaning of his words:

“Who told you this?”

Cui Wang didn’t answer, he looked back at her deeply:

“Awan, do as Ben said.”

After all, the human body turned into a sword, and Bai Yingying’s light flew out of the window and disappeared into the sky.

“Hey.”

Zheng Wan was too late to cry, and looked annoyed at Awan who had been instructed, “Awan, make my bed for me.”

Awan touched his bare head and went to make the bed in a dejected manner.

Zheng Wan just sat on the steps. The second volume of the “Moxu Jing” has not yet been released. She can’t practice the exercises, so she can only run the “Soul Soul” and “Illusions” over and over again——

It wasn’t until the sky was clear that I woke up from meditation.

“Speaking of which, your cultivation base can be regarded as a thousand miles in a day.”

Granny Jhin said, “Ice Phoenix, in the middle stage of Zhiwei, this trip is worth it.”

Zheng Wan felt very little.

According to her strength, her name is not yet on the Wuya list.

“When you find the second half of the “Moxu Jing”, you will know what it means to create the sky with one method. At that time, you will make the sun shine, and the monks of the same rank in the Xuancang Realm will be your opponent.”

“With Cui Wang here—”

“Your enemy?” Granny Jhin smiled incredulously, “The trick of fate lies in the elusiveness. Your enemy is extremely lucky, but why did you intervene in the middle—that’s hard to say.”

Zheng Wan was puzzled and was about to ask again when she heard a sudden voice from the courtyard:

“Wanwan, come out!”

Aye’s voice.

It sounded furious.

Zheng Wan had never heard Aye speak to him like this. Most of the time, he was reluctant to speak loudly to himself.

…but what happened?

Zheng Wan’s heart froze, and she put on her clothes and settled down at the bed, using the ice concealment technique to push the door away.

But seeing in the courtyard, where the lilac flowers were blooming, Awan raised his head and stared blankly at the angry man in front of him with his mouth open, holding a stack of…

Cang column newspaper?

The Canglan newspapers spread like snowflakes on the table and the ground in the courtyard.

Zheng Wan thought:

Oops.

My life is over.

“Wanwan, what does it say on this?” Zheng Zhai shook the cang column newspaper, and the thin paper rattled, “Look, what are you remembering? These days, you have been with that surname Cui. the boy together?”

In the newspaper, with great length and head-up, it was written “Two or three things about the charm of Yuqingmen Junhuan Zhenjun and Guixumen Liwei Daojun”, and the last one, there is the “Liwei Daojun Chongguan”. When he was angry, he made a rosy face, and made a rhetoric to a certain person who wanted to be happy with the true monarch, asking for a battle” Yunyun.

“Aye, where did you get the Canglan newspaper?”

This stuff isn’t cheap.

One piece cost ten Yuanzhu, and there are mortals in the academy, but no one can order it, and no one will order it.

“This wooden man was drying on the table early in the morning.”

Zheng Zhai pointed at Awan, who nodded ignorantly and shook his head again:

“Daojun asked Awan to arrange it according to the date, and he will come to see it next time.”

“…”

Thinking of Cui Wang’s command to Awan before he left, Zheng Wan suddenly understood.

this guy-

“What if you, Aye Aniang, are willing?”

“Wanwan’s heart for Daojun Quanquan can be seen by the sun and the moon.”

Yes, sun and moon.

Sun and Moon know.

Aye is still asking:

“Wanwan, tell me honestly, are you and Cui Wang together again?”

Zheng Wan opened her mouth and didn’t answer, but Awan next to him nodded wildly:

“Zhen Jun and Dao Jun have always been together.”

“A few days ago, Daojun even combed Zhenjun’s hair.”

“…”

Zheng Wan became angry: “Awan!”

Awan blinked aggrievedly:

“Awan didn’t tell a lie.”

“Wanwan!”

Wang shi persuaded him: “When my daughter grows up, she always has her own ideas. Don’t interfere too much.”

Zheng Zhai pointed at her, his hands trembled for a while, then put it down, saying:

“Forget it, if you are really happy, Aye won’t be that wicked person, so he will invite that kid back for dinner.”

At this time, the door was knocked “tuk-tuk-tuk” from outside.

Awan jumped up abruptly, and da da da went over to open the door:

“It must be Daojun here!”

Zheng Wan: …

What is the cold sword fairy?

She looked away.

It is clearly a step-by-step, cunning and cunning generation.