Half an hour later, Yuan'er had just hung up her large robe, and when she turned around, she saw Wei Changtian sitting at the table looking silly and happy.
"You've been laughing since you came back. What good thing happened to you?"
"Good thing?"
Wei Changtian smiled even more: "It's indeed a good thing... Yuan'er, please kiss me."
"ah?"
Yuan'er's face was stunned, and she slowly moved to Wei Changtian's side, and asked in a low voice: "Mr., Master, where are you kissing me?"
"this."
Wei Changtian pointed to the left side of his face.
"oh......"
Although Yuan'er was shy, she was obedient enough to bend down and kiss her gently.
Feeling the fleeting warmth on his cheeks, Wei Changtian smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it doesn't taste like that."
"Ah? Does my mouth smell?" Yuan'er immediately covered her mouth.
"I'm not saying your mouth tastes bad..."
Wei Changtian waved his hand and said with a smile: "Yuan'er, the person standing outside the door just now was Xu Qingwan."
"Xu Qing...ah! It's Miss Xu! Why does it look familiar to me!"
Yuan'er's big eyes suddenly narrowed into crescent moons, and she joked with a smile: "It turns out that the young master just went to find Miss Xu!"
"Hehe, our little house is going to be lively in the future!"
"lively......"
Wei Changtian knew that Yuan'er was referring to Yang Liushi and Liang Qin.
It is said that three women make a drama, but these three people should not have any "harem dispute" drama.
On the contrary, if Lu Jingyao comes again in the future...
Wait a minute, who is she?
"sleep!"
Shaking his head, Wei Changtian turned around and walked to the bedroom.
At the same time, thousands of miles away in the Wei Mansion in the capital, Lu Jingyao, who was also preparing to change her clothes and go to bed, suddenly covered her mouth and sneezed.
"Ah sneeze!"
"Madam, what's wrong with you?"
Qiuyun next to him quickly asked: "Are you catching a cold?"
"no......"
Lu Jingyao sniffed, reached out to untie the bun on her head, bent down and got into the curtain.
Qiuyun didn't think much, walked to the table, blew out the candle, and prepared to exit the room.
But at this moment, Lu Jingyao suddenly poked her head out from the curtain, her face full of excitement.
"Qiuyun, people say that a sudden sneeze means someone is missing you... Can you tell me if my husband was thinking of me just now?"
"ah?"
Qiu Yun turned around and looked at the disheveled Lu Jingyao, and persuaded with a dumbfounded voice: "Madam, do you believe this?"
"If it's true, then if you think about the young master every day, won't he be sneezing all day long?"
"I do not care!"
Lu Jingyao's excitement was not extinguished by Qiu Yun's words, or she might not have heard what Qiu Yun just said at all.
"Qiuyun, help me grind the ink quickly. I want to write a letter to my husband!"
"Ah? Madam, it's already midnight, can't you write it again tomorrow?"
"Ah, what do you know? If I finish writing this letter earlier, I can send it to my husband earlier."
"oh......"
Although Qiu Yun really wanted to say, "Madam, you have written so many letters, but I have only replied to one," but in the end he held it back and silently ran to prepare pens, inks, paper, inkstones and other items.
Lu Jingyao couldn't wait to put on a small coat, got off the bed and sat at the table, and began to think about what to write in this letter.
And on the other side...
"Ah sneeze!"
Another earth-shattering sneeze.
Yuan'er asked worriedly: "Master, are you catching a cold? Do you want an extra quilt tonight?"
"Need not."
Wei Changtian shook his head and thought to himself, how could he, a sixth-level martial artist, still suffer from such a minor illness as a cold?
What the hell...
"Someone must be scolding me!"
...
...
On the surface, Wei Changtian's life after Xiao Feng's death was not much different from before, but in reality, considerable changes had taken place.
Ever since he traveled through time, Xiao Feng's existence hung high above his head like the Sword of Damocles. Not to mention that he was having trouble sleeping and eating at all times, but at the very least it was a big worry.
But now that Xiao Feng has been buried at the top of Yanyun Mountain, Wei Changtian, who has no "opponent" anymore, suddenly feels at a loss.
Because he doesn't know what he has to do next.
Improve your cultivation level and hit the unprecedented first-level realm?
Eliminate violence and bring peace to the people, and seek happiness for all people in the world?
Or should we work hard and use the advanced institutional ideas of previous generations to build a more civilized society?
Wei Changtian was not interested in any of this.
He would rather continue doing nothing like this.
The wife and children would sit on the kang, travel around and have fun, until they turn into a wisp of dust a hundred years later, leaving at most hundreds of poems handed down from generation to generation, as well as far-reaching "inventions" such as mahjong and poker.
Thousands of years later, when the primary school students in this world are shaking their heads and reciting the "Chun Mian Bu Jie Xiao" "Chun Mian Bu Jie Xiao" "created" by themselves, it will be considered to be famous forever...
With this mentality, Wei Changtian spent the most comfortable period of time since he traveled through time.
In the name of "cultivating together", I take Xu Qingwan to eat, drink and have fun in Shuzhou City every day, exercise with Yang Liushi every two days, and go to Yanyun Mountain to kill a monster that has no resistance...
.
Days pass by, cultivation increases day by day, and feelings heat up day by day.
It seemed that in order to match this harmony, there were no other surprises in other matters.
The court seemed to really believe that the female corpse was the dead Ning Yuke, and Li Huaizhong left Shuzhou quietly.
Under the operation of Chu Xianping, the Freemasonry has grown stronger, and the number of members in the Shuzhou branch alone has exceeded 500.
The Tongzhou Association has also grown from the original five people to more than 30 people today. The first batch of "Twenty-Five Boys" will take office after the year and become registered officials of the Daning court.
If there is anything else that Wei Changtian needs to do... it would probably be to agree to Qingxian's promise to release the monsters in the Demon Suppression Prison.
However, there is no need to rush this matter, after all, there are still four or five months left before the agreed time limit.
In this way, I leisurely enjoyed the life I had dreamed of, and the time soon came to the end of the year.
This year, everything in Daning is experiencing good weather, and Shuzhou is no exception.
A bumper harvest means that the year will be lively.
On New Year's Eve, the huge city of Shuzhou was decorated with extravagant and festive decorations. Even the trees with fallen leaves were wrapped in colored silk, green silk was cut to make leaves, and red lanterns were hung in front of every house, reflecting a bright red.
The east wind blooms thousands of flowers at night and blows them down on thousands of trees. Stars are like rain. BMWs and carved cars fill the road with fragrance. Jade pots turn with light, and fish and dragons dance all night long.
Although Xin Qiji's poem was written about the Lantern Festival, it is equally relevant today.
And since the entire city of Shuzhou is already like this, the lively scene in Wei's house is naturally even worse.
A group of people had the New Year's Eve dinner happily, and then sat around the fire and divided into several tables to play cards.
In a room full of beautiful women, there are only two men, Wei Changtian and Zhang San.
Such a scene of "yin rising and yang declining" feels a bit like heaven and earth. If it were an ordinary man, he would probably not want to leave for a moment.
However, after Wei Changtian played cards for a while, he went back to the bedroom alone.
It's not that he suddenly suffered from literary youth disease and was emotionally moved by the situation, so he was planning to be sentimental on this New Year's Eve night.
But the system that has been updated for more than 20 days finally has some movement.