Chapter 927

They embraced each other tenderly and observed mu Qingxiao's face. Yang Chan said gently, "Mu Lang, you must be hungry too. I'll prepare some cakes for you."

"Go."

"Yes."

Cover the quilt for him, and Yang Chan walks outside the bamboo building with graceful steps.

When Yang Chan leaves, mu Qingxiao changes his previous tenderness, and the cold light shines in his star eyes. Recalling the white light before, the newcomer is at least Jinxian level.

If the golden immortal level is placed in Buddhism, it is at the level of Bodhisattva. If it is placed in heaven, it is the existence of a famous general, together with Yang Jian, the elder brother of the third virgin and the God of law enforcement.

However, this kind of existence actually calculates the third virgin, either having a festival with Yang Jian, or for another purpose.

However, the latter chose the wrong time, or he met Liu Yanchang in Huayin City that day. The latter's greedy cup led to his drunkenness and lethargy, and finally slowed down for two days.

If she came late, I'm afraid Yang Chanzhen would end up as a concubine for Liu Yanchang, just like in the original book.

Not long after, the third virgin came in with a plate of cakes. Seeing mu Qingxiao lost in thought, she couldn't help asking, "Mulang, what are you thinking so absorbed?"

Back to God, mu Qingxiao smiled softly and said, "I'm thinking that it's a blessing for me to marry a wife like cicada son."

"Glib."

Jiao Chen gave him a white look. Although she said so, Yang Chan was very sweet in her heart.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with cakes, the jade hand stroked the green silk, personally picked up the cakes and fed them to his mouth. The tenderness in his beautiful eyes was like water.

They are like glue. In addition to the last step, they have done everything they should do. Yang Chan has long regarded mu Qingxiao as her husband, and naturally takes good care of her.

At the same time, in the kitchen next to the exquisite bamboo building, on the haystack lay a young man in green shirt and Confucian robe.

The youth is Liu Yanchang.

At this time, Chaoxia had dried Liu Yanchang's wet clothes with the immortal method, raised a match and boiled the medicine soup.

Glancing at Liu Yanchang, there was something strange in Chaoxia's eyes and vague in her mind.

I don't understand why I said such words at that time. I hate this young man to death. Why did I bring him back?

Leaving the complex emotions behind, Chaoxia was also a little helpless. The third Virgin mother was obviously unhappy just now, otherwise she would not let herself take care of the young man.

Casually cooked a bowl of medicine soup and looked at the sleeping Liu Yanchang. Chaoxia mobilized her mana and dragged the medicine into his mouth.

Feed the soup to Liu Yanchang. Chaoxia muttered a few times, turned and walked out of the kitchen.

After leaving the kitchen, hearing the pleasant laughter of the three virgin mothers in the small bamboo building, Chaoxia consciously didn't bother them, turned into a rainbow and went into the Xiyue temple.

With the passage of time, Jinwu falls in the West and the sky is full of rays.

Not long ago, there were gas candles in the bamboo house. Mu Qingxiao hugged Yang Chan. They looked at the full moon in the sky. The atmosphere was very warm.

As for Chaoxia, she sat in front of the wooden table like a huge light bulb. Seeing that the two hands were tightly held together, she had no choice but to imagine.

The third virgin clearly knows that it has violated the rule of heaven to be with mortals, but she still insists, and her smile is much brighter than before. Is she really so happy?

At the edge of the bed, either mu Qingxiao or the third virgin didn't care about the little servant girl in the bamboo building.

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Early in the morning, Jinwu rises to the East, and the warm sunshine pours down, drilling into the exquisite small bamboo building through the gap of the window.

On the bed, mu Qingxiao hugged the beauty in his arms, and his star eyes were full of tenderness.

Last night, they naturally slept together, but he didn't do anything to Yang Chan. After all, there was a little servant girl sitting on the stool.

Glancing at the morning glow, mu Qingxiao twitched at the corners of her mouth. The girl has some problems in her brain circuit. She doesn't know how to avoid this situation. It is estimated that she was spoiled by Yang Chan before.

"Cough..."

Suddenly, two coughs came into my ears. Mu Qingxiao's face showed a strange way: "Chaoxia, are there others here?"

Hearing the speech, Chaoxia flashed a touch of disgust in her eyes and said, "I'll send the apprentice I picked up yesterday, so as not to affect the young lady's mood later."

As soon as Zhaoxia's front feet left, Yang Chan in Mu Qingxiao's arms opened her eyes and noticed that she was lying in his arms, with a blush on her pretty face.

However, she slept soundly last night.

"Murang, are you feeling better?"

"Better. Let's go out for a walk."

Saying this, mu Qingxiao was about to get out of bed. Yang Chan quickly got up and gently held him.

When I came to the bamboo house, I happened to see the kitchen door. Chaoxia was arguing with a young man in a green shirt and Confucian robe.

"I said you are a disciple. My miss doesn't have time to see you, and I don't need you to repay your kindness. Hurry up."

"I don't know why Liu Yanchang offended the young lady so much?"

Liu Yanchang looked confused. As soon as he woke up, he found himself sleeping in the kitchen. Before he took a few steps, the girl in front of him rushed in to catch up with people.

Suddenly, Liu Yanchang looked up slightly and saw mu Qingxiao and Yang Chan walking out of the bamboo building.

However, at the moment of seeing Yang Chan, Liu Yanchang's heart beat like a drum. She was immediately attracted by her beautiful appearance and dignified and virtuous temperament.

Moreover, the woman in front of him was eight times similar to the third virgin in the Xiyue temple, which made him feel a touch of ideas.

However, when he saw mu Qingxiao beside Yang Chan, Liu Yanchang was stunned and exclaimed, "brother mu?"

"Brother Liu?"

Hearing the speech, mu Qingxiao looked up slightly, revealing a touch of surprise.

Seeing that he didn't recognize the wrong person, Liu Yanchang leaped over the morning glow and came to Mu Qingxiao. He looked at Yang Chan vaguely. There was a ripple in his heart and said, "I'm really destined for you. How can brother Mu be here?"

"I went to the Xiyue temple to ask for a visa. Unexpectedly, when I left, there was a rainstorm. I was weak and fainted in the mountains. Fortunately, cicada son saved me, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Murang, do you know each other?"

Seeing Liu Yanchang's self familiar appearance, Yang Chan frowned slightly and was a little unhappy in her heart.

If she could, she really didn't want to see the young man in front of her.

Liu Yanchang has a good skin bag. If he had met Yang Chan before, he might be interested in it.

But she and mu Qingxiao have known each other for three days, and they are as sweet as paint and glue.

After looking at Liu Yanchang, Yang Chan took back her eyes.

The young man in front of her is far worse than her husband. Besides, she has no pen and ink in her belly and is a disciple. They are completely incomparable. She may not be interested.

Hearing mu Qingxiao's intimate address to Yang Chan, who also gently held him, Liu Yanchang immediately felt a touch of jealousy in his heart.

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