"Qingyun pays homage to Mr. Qu, Mrs. Qu, ladies and gentlemen..."
Qingyun bowed to everyone on the seat one by one, with a very humble attitude and a little fear in his tone. He raised his eyes and glanced at Qu Mo quietly. Qu Mo smiled tenderly, walked over, stretched out his hand to hold Qingyun, and walked away.
In front of the two elders of the Qu family.
"Father, mother, I'm not wrong. You haven't met Qingyun, so you don't know her self-cultivation. Qingyun is a good girl, and she will definitely be filial to you in the future."
"Qumo..."
Qingyun blushed with embarrassment, pulled Qu Mo's sleeve, pulled it gently, and lowered her head. Xiyue didn't look at the girl, but just lowered her head to sip the tea.
So does King Jing.
Seeing this, Mrs. Qu stretched out her hand to pull her son, and pulled hard. Qu Mo had to let go of Qingyun. Mrs. Qu turned to look at Xiyue, and immediately said softly with a smile.
"Xiyue, when will you do what you just said?"
"We can start right now."
Xiyue smiled and felt more and more that Mr. Qu and Mrs. Qu were cute. At first, she thought they disagreed because they were too bureaucratic. But now it seems that this may not be the case. Then someone brought in chairs and asked Qu Mo to talk to him.
Miss Qingyun sat down.
Qingyun looked very uneasy, Xiyue saw this and said softly.
"Miss Qingyun, I'm sorry to invite you here. You know that Qu Mansion does not agree with your marriage, right?"
Qingyun nodded, with some tears in his eyes. Qu Mo stretched out his hand to hold Qingyun's hand and smiled softly. He believed that Xiyue must have a way to solve it.
Xiyue nodded.
"Qingyun, if one day, Qu Mansion is no longer Qu Mansion, Qu Mo has nothing, and even... he has no ability to survive, will you still love him?"
Qingyun was startled, raised her head, and looked at Xiyue with firm eyes.
"I love him. No matter what he does, I love him. I also told Qu Mo that it is enough for me to just be a concubine."
"Qingyun."
Qu Mo was greatly moved and fell in love with Qingyun more and more. Xiyue also smiled tenderly. It would be great if the love between a man and a woman was limited to love between you and me.
In ancient times, at least in powerful families, marriage was based on power. How many couples truly loved each other?
Xiyue stopped talking and slowly closed her eyes. She raised her jade fingers slightly and her eyebrows were a little more elegant. The red scarlet flame spirit bead shot out a soft red light and shone on Qingyun.
, Qumo, on King Jing’s body.
King Jing's eyes overflowed with surprise, but he remained calm until the soft light made them all want to fall asleep, and their eyes slowly closed.
Xiyue weaved dexterously with her ten fingers, her brows shone brightly, and within a moment, an illusion appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
*
Mr. Qu and Mrs. Qu were shocked and stood up in a hurry. Xiyue also stood up, pointed at the illusion in front of her, and said softly.
"Now I will test it for you to see if this woman truly loves Qu Mo. This is just an illusion. You don't have to be afraid."
"Thank you so much, Miss Xiyue."
Mr. Qu felt relieved, thanked Xiyue, and then took his wife and sat down to watch.
*
in fantasy,
It is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. The green grass by the lake is lingering. When the wind blows gently, the peach blossom petals fall gently like a rain of flowers and are dotted on the green grass. It is very beautiful.
On a large stone slab by the lake, a woman was beating her clothes, with a happy smile on her face.