This dinner party was very interesting and everyone left happily.
Yun Qiao drove by himself and asked Xi Lanting: "Do you find it annoying?"
Xi Lanting didn't feel bothered, but he had an attack of pain in the middle. In order to cover it up, he went out to smoke.
"...It's okay." He said.
Yun Qiao: "Actually, we should all make more friends. For example, Xue Zhengdong, I think he is a very good person; as for Zhou Mulian, he is ordinary in other aspects, but his medical skills are really good, and his hands are very beautiful in sewing."
Xi Lanting: "Not interested."
"You don't mean lonely?"
"right."
"Then loneliness can be alleviated by making more friends." Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting: "The medicine is not right."
Yun Qiao: "..."
"You are the medicine that relieves my loneliness." He said.
After hearing this, Yun Qiao felt so sweet that she couldn't help laughing.
"You are talking about love."
"As a husband, you have the obligation to talk to your wife and coax her." Xi Lanting said, "I want to be a good husband and satisfy you."
"I'm satisfied." Yun Qiao said immediately.
She loves him, even if he is angry with her all the time, she is still satisfied.
What's more, he was really restrained and never said anything mean in front of her.
"That's good." He said.
When I got home that day, Yun Qiao took a shower and had just dried herself when Xi Lanting suddenly came in.
He thought she was done.
Yun Qiao was slightly surprised and hurriedly pulled the bath towel to wrap herself up.
"...When we were in the hotel, you dared to kiss me in public, why are you so shy now?" he asked.
Yun Qiao: "I wore clothes in the hotel!"
Once you wear clothes, you can do whatever you want.
Xi Lanting stepped forward, picked her up, and let her sit on the sink.
"Give me a kiss without clothes, too." He said, his voice was hoarse, and there was a storm in his eyes.
Yun Qiao felt dizzy afterwards and could only cling to him without any focus at all.
She remembered that he said she did not know moderation.
Yun Qiao: What qualifications does he have to say that I don’t know moderation?
Everyone has his own preferences, and he never restrains himself in this regard, anytime, anywhere.
She was so tired that she fell asleep directly.
The next day was Wednesday, and Yun Qiao had no classes in the afternoon. When she got up early, her back was sore and swollen, and she felt uncomfortable all over. In the afternoon, she took Zhou Mulian's experimental class and went home to catch up on her sleep.
"No wonder the scholars who are entangled by vixens are weak and cannot live long." She was sitting in the car, very tired, "I am about to be tortured to death."
Xi Lanting is not at home.
When I woke up, the sun shone in through the back window and it was already dusk.
After a sound sleep all afternoon, she was full of energy and in a better mood.
Xi Lanting was not at home, so Yun Qiao rummaged around and found a small locked box under his wardrobe.
She remembered that he often read those books.
Yes, those books.
Yun Qiao casually chopped it open, and the lock fell with a sound. Sure enough, there were those books inside.
She took out a book.
The thin pages made from the heart of the witch will last for thousands of years. They can carry all kinds of secret spells, and small spells are also cast on them to make His Majesty the Emperor sleep for several days.
The tentacles are warm and are part of her; she wrote the words on it one by one.
The past suddenly unfolded before her eyes, and she remembered all the things before and after she entered the palace for no reason.
She also remembered her first wedding.
She didn't take a close look at who the groom was and what he looked like, and she didn't really care.
Her mother imprisoned Lan Ting. She just wanted to get married according to her mother's wishes in exchange for Lan Ting's safety.
Who knows, it's just wishful thinking on her part.
Xi Lanting took advantage of her wedding to take away the sundial in Shangqing Mountain and revealed many secrets of Shangqing Mountain.
It was also at that time that Yun Qiao learned his true identity.