Chapter 2029 Gui Zi Scroll Mandarin ducks crossing their necks, past and present
After carefully asking about Feng Ziying's current situation, Tao Talent felt a little relieved.
That is to say, I was a little uncontrolled during this period. I met such a gifted woman, and I was hungry and thirsty. My body must have been a little overwhelmed, but it did not damage the fundamentals.
After all, Feng Ziying is young, and her body capital has been very strong since she was eight years old. Moreover, Feng Ziying only became unmarried after she was sixteen years old, which is much better than those from wealthy families who started to act recklessly when they were less than fourteen years old. Although now
There are a lot more women around her, but these days, which kid from a wealthy family doesn't have a lot of women around him? Feng Ziying is relatively restrained and not good at masculinity.
"Ziying, are you still practicing the breathing and breathing technique I taught you every day?" the Taoist asked.
"Master Zhang, I'm usually busy, so sometimes I inevitably neglect it, but basically I can persist for more than 20 days a month." Feng Ziying thought for a while and answered honestly.
There are more women, and the women around me are looking forward to getting pregnant as soon as possible, so this hard work inevitably requires "morning exercises". This delay will inevitably delay the morning vomiting practice.
The Taoist nodded. Twenty times a month was considered pretty good. It was commendable that a child from a wealthy family could persist like this. As long as it continues like this, this Yuan Yuan can still be stable and will not suffer from age and sexual intercourse.
Frequent losses are too great.
"What about the five-animal exercise after getting up?" the Taoist asked again.
Feng Ziying was ashamed. Before she got married, she could still persist in the five-animal exercise. But after she got married, she gradually gave up on it. Now it seems that she really doesn’t dare to throw it away.
"Back to Master Zhang, this disciple of Wu Qin Xi is a bit lazy. He only does it three or five times in a month." Feng Ziying said with a bitter face, maybe not three or five times, but once or twice would be enough.
"This won't work." The Taoist muttered: "Even if you break up with those two women, you probably won't be able to let go of your two concubines. You can restrain yourself from having sex with these two concubines more than once a month.
Three times?”
Feng Ziying opened her mouth to speak, but finally shook her head.
It's easy for Wang Xifeng, Yuan Chun and Guo Qinyun to talk about it. They will naturally cut off their relationship if they go to Shaanxi. But Miaoyu wants to go to Shaanxi with her and have sex three times this month. I'm afraid she can't help it, unless Miaoyu is pregnant.
And he will come back in a year or two. Guo Qinyun aside, how can Wang Xifeng and Yuan Chun break up?
"In this case, you have to pick up the health-preserving Wuqinxi. You should practice it at least ten times a month, morning and evening. It doesn't take too long at a time. Just sweat and absorb qi, consolidate essence and nourish the kidneys. The breathing and breathing technique is guaranteed
More than twenty times a month, in this way your basic energy will not be depleted too much. As for sexual intercourse, at your age, if the teacher asks you to control it, it will be a bit difficult. You can control it yourself. If you feel
If you have a heavy head, fatigue, and shortness of breath, you should take a short rest and nourish yourself with medicinal food."
The Taoist paused for a moment: "I have two prescriptions here. I originally thought that I would wait until you are thirty years old to start tinkering with them gradually, but seeing as you are like this, it might be safer to use them earlier."
Feng Ziying breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She had been looking forward to it for a long time and finally got some comfortable news. If she really wanted him to stop having sex, how regretful would it be for her to have such a hard time?
But if you have to stick to breathing techniques and health-preserving Wuqinxi every day, how can you persist once you get busy?
However, this prescription is a good thing. No matter how much money is spent, it is not a problem. He ordered Qingwen and Heping'er to take reasonable supplements in his three meals a day. At least it can make up for the time he spent in bed.
What a loss of vitality.
"Master Zhang understands the disciple's difficulties. This prescription..." Feng Ziying smiled happily, but the Taoist shook his head: "This prescription is not some mysterious and once-and-for-all elixir. It can only play a role in repairing damage. The key is to persist.
Of course you can still afford exercise and moderation now that you are young, but what about ten or twenty years from now? If you blindly ignore the severity of the losses, I am afraid that you will be exhausted when you are over forty. By then, you will not be able to make up for it.
At once……"
Master Zhang didn't say any more, and Feng Ziying suddenly remembered the sentence on the Internet in her previous life: Young people don't know how valuable they are, and there is no point in crying when they are old. She must not follow this path. She is the third, fourth, and fourth concubine.
There are so many women, but you still have to hold on.
Seeing Feng Ziying's face tense and looking at him longingly, the Taoist sighed again, "Don't be too nervous. You are still young and have a solid foundation. Just follow what I said, keep exercising and take appropriate supplements."
, exercise reasonable restraint and don’t try to be a good man, it should be fine.”
Feng Ziying knew that this Taoist master of his was really capable, and he never boasted loudly. If he said he could do it, he could do it, and if he couldn't, he couldn't. Being able to say this showed that he knew what he was doing, so he was immediately relieved.
Come, "Master Zhang, don't worry, my disciples will follow the instructions carefully and won't get carried away."
Having solved the biggest worry in her heart, Feng Ziying relaxed a lot and chatted with Master Zhang about various situations in recent years.
Master Zhang likes to travel, and has been traveling in the North for the past few years. The next step is to go to Huguang to collect scenery. It is estimated that this trip will take another one or two years.
Although Master Zhang believed in Taoism, he was not a monk. He also had a wife and two concubines in his family, both in the mountains of his hometown in Shaanxi, even in the Kongtong Mountains. He also had two sons and a daughter, both of whom were married. His two sons also imitated his belief in Taoism.
But he has not become a monk, so he can live leisurely in the mountains, and his daughter has already married and had children.
Regarding his children, Master Zhang felt that their qualifications were dull, so he didn't expect anything extravagantly. As long as they lived a stable life, they would be happy. This indifferent attitude made Feng Ziying admire them very much.
After sending Master Zhang to rest, Feng Ziying took two prescriptions and began to ponder them carefully.
He couldn't see anything mysterious about it, but he also knew that most of these medicinal tonics were mild and regular, and required long-term persistence to be effective. It was unrealistic to say that there was any panacea in them.
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The fairy flowers are in full bloom, the cold buds are secretly knotted, and the ice musk is strong, so no one should be asking.
I wake up with tears from the red candle, blush with shame from the brocade handkerchief, sway the golden lotus gently, and feel the coldness of the night after a drunken dream.
Holding back the tearing pain between her legs and the discomfort in her chest, Yuanyang stood up from the brocade quilt. The sky had not yet turned white, but she had already developed the habit of getting up early, so although last night was the most important moment in her life
One day and one night of fun, but her biological clock still made her wake up at this time.
Looking at the purple bruises on his chest, and then recalling the wanton and wild behavior of the man next to him last night, Yuanyang couldn't help but blush. After twenty-one years of self-restraint, he finally blossomed, and he felt relieved.
, I have someone to rely on for the rest of my life.
Thinking that the man was about to leave for Shaanxi, Yuanyang felt another sense of resentment in his heart.
She also knew that she could not go to Shaanxi. There were too many chores in the three bedrooms of the whole house, and she had to help coordinate them. The wife and aunt had already let them go, and the grandmothers in each of the three bedrooms had to manage their own houses, but on the surface
They are both the uncle's legitimate wives. The three houses can be separated in name, but there are a lot of entanglements inside, and there will inevitably be various disputes and conflicts, which requires her to help deal with them.
"Are you awake?" Feng Ziying asked warmly, looking at the woman who was in a daze next to her.
Yuanyang was startled. She didn't know when the man next to her woke up. She quickly covered her half-naked chest, pursed her lips and said, "I'm used to waking up at this time."
"You worked so hard last night and you didn't even get a little sleep?" Feng Ziying said with a smile.
Yuanyang's face turned red, and he reached down and twisted Feng Ziying's waist, "I got an advantage and still laughed at my slave. I beg you for mercy but refuse to show mercy..."
"My daughter's house is like this for the first time, not to mention you, mandarin duck, when the flowers are in full bloom, how can I hold it back?" Feng Ziying said cheerfully: "After last night, you will know that sugar cane is eaten upside down - the more you eat it, the more you eat it.
The sweeter it is.”
Yuanyang also knows about sugar cane. Lingnan is rich in sugar cane. The brown sugar produced by pressing sugar cane juice is extremely sweet and is very popular in Beijing. It was also used in the original Rongguo Mansion and the current Feng Mansion.
Just looking at Feng Ziying's half-smiling expression, she felt that there was something in the other person's words. The meaning of eating sugar cane seemed to be implying something. Her face became frighteningly hot, and she twisted Feng Ziying's waist fiercely again.
Inevitably, there was another round of play on the bed, until the mandarin duck whined in pain, and Feng Ziying let go. The jade melon was first broken, and it was first exposed to the rain and dew, and the mandarin duck had a sensitive body, so it was indeed a bit too much.
Seeing Yuanyang getting up despite the discomfort, Feng Ziying wanted to call a little maid to help take care of her last night, but Yuanyang firmly refused. She didn't want to leave the truth behind. She was born as a maid, how could she be so valuable?
The sight of Yuanyang limping out of the door made Feng Ziying feel a little distressed. This girl also had a bad temper, no less than Qingwen in this regard. However, this separation lasted for many years, so it was inevitable that she would miss her in her heart.
However, the discomfort on her body did not affect Yuanyang's good mood at all. After crossing this hurdle, she also knew that her identity was completely severed from the Jia family. Although the Jin family was born to the Jia family, she, Jin Yuanyang, was now
But she is the wife of the Feng family.
She asked the little maid to change her hair into the kind of bun that a girl in the same room would wear after opening her face. Yuanyang looked at the flushed dimples on her cheeks in the bronze mirror, and there was a hint of womanly charm between her brows that she had never seen before.
.
The plain jade hairpin on the edge of the bun was a gift from Lin Daiyu, and the jade ribbon holding up the black hair was a gift from the eldest grandma Shen. As for the pair of earrings on the earlobes, it was a gift from Xue Baochai.
It means that Yuanyang’s identity is unusual.
Yuanyang was in a trance for a moment, staring blankly at the face in the bronze mirror that had transformed from a woman into a young woman. Is that her own?
