Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

People have all kinds of hearts and minds, but Xiao Yaoer has a clear and delicate heart, without any complicated thoughts. She is like a clear and clean stream, flowing with a gurgling sound, lively but not noisy.

When the elderly are with her, they don't have to consider the interests of the adult world, which makes them relax. This is a very valuable gift and nature.

Even for monks, who are sometimes troubled by bottlenecks in their practice, they can be healed and relaxed by this girl.

The Crane Immortal transformed himself into an independent form and let the little princess ride on the crane and stroll around the house.

She lay on the bed, looking at the little princess's happy smile.

"Wow, Aunt He, it's snowing outside!" Wen Yaoer widened her almond-shaped eyes and exclaimed like a silver bell.

The He Immortal actually wanted the girl to call her "He Grandma", which was more in line with the generation, but Wen Yaoer couldn't get over it and couldn't look at a young and beautiful face and call her "Grandma".

Crane Immortal did not force it, so she accepted it. She glanced out the window with lazy eyes and said:

"Yes, it's an early winter at the foot of the mountain this year. It's a pity that there is not much snow, otherwise Yao'er could make a snowman tomorrow."

Wen Yaoer rode on the crane and took a stroll in the yard. She wanted to call her friends to come out and see the snow together, but the wind blew and she immediately retreated back into the room.

She jumped off the crane and crawled into the quilt, holding the crane immortal in her arms. Looking at the two big buns, it was much easier to call these two grandmas.

Yao'er was a little curious. The size of Hexianren's clothes was not so obvious on a daily basis, but once he took off his outer robe, it became so magnificent.

"Aren't you going to sleep yet?" Hermit Crane pulled up the quilt, covering Yao'er so that only half of her little face was exposed.

Even though he knew Yao'er wouldn't catch a cold easily, he still couldn't help but keep her tightly clad.

If Crane Hermit was in the form of a crane at that moment, she would simply cover it with her wings.

Wen Yaoer blinked her dark eyes and whispered:

"I want to chat with my brother and take a good sleep with him. It's been a long time since I slept with him."

He Xianren heard Yao'er tell the story of "the earth dragon turning over", but she did not understand the true meaning. She just thought that it was the vibration caused by Queen Wen and Princess Jing'an getting in and out of bed that disturbed the girl's sleep.

Moreover, whatever you think about during the day you will dream about at night. Yao'er may have heard the princess talk about legends about earth dragons, so she is likely to dream about them at night.

"Then Yao'er can call your brother over to chat and sleep together."

"Won't Aunt He feel crowded?"

"No problem, I also want to hear what Yao'er has to say. Why do you miss your brother so much?"

......

The next day, Prince Jing'an's Palace was dressed in a thin layer of snow-white silver, like a cool gauze skirt.

Chu Wuji glanced at Yun Qingying's manuscript and felt a little nervous.

It seems that we really need to speed up the progress, otherwise the technique will be completed soon.

"Thank you for your hard work, Qingying. You should take a rest for the next two days and stop practicing."

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

It's not a question of whether you are tired or not...

Chu Wuji put on a concerned and distressed look and said:

"There are many kinds of fatigue that you are not aware of. Only those who care about you can see it. Just take a two-day break!"

Yun Qingying's eyes dodged for a moment. It was the first time she heard Chu Wuzhi say such blunt and straightforward words.

She quietly checked to see if Chu Wuji was teasing her. Seeing that his face was full of tension, it was obvious that he was not in the mood to play with girls frivolously.

"Okay then, what do I do when I have some free time these two days?"

How would I know what you want to do... Chu Wuji smiled:

"You can do anything you want. It all depends on your mood, Qingying."

The girl in the white dress whiter than snow thought seriously for a moment and said:

"I do not know."

Chu Wuji scratched his head. He really had no idea what to do with this girl, but then he thought about it and understood.

Yun Qingying has changed a lot, but some things remain the same. She is used to working hard with a clear goal and knows how to approach her goals, but she is not good at relaxing and has no interests or hobbies of her own.

"Then I'll take you for a walk and have some fun. You can accompany Madam Jiang today."

"I'm going to accompany my mother, so what are you going to do?" Yun Qingying asked Daidai's question with a cold face.

Cold, ruthless, and naive.

If she could be as silly as she is now when she is being sharp-tongued, it would still be quite cute.

"Of course I'll review your work, revise it, and then show it to the elders. You don't have to accompany me to review it. I'll show it to you after I'm done revising it, so you don't have to wait around all the time."

Yun Qingying nodded, thinking it made sense.

If Chu Wu Ji wants to make the revisions, it will probably take a lot of time. Instead of waiting boredly, he might as well take this opportunity to accompany his mother.

"Then brother, just make some symbolic changes. Be careful not to make too many changes, or you'll end up deleting the essence and adding useless sentences."

Yun Qingying's sincere words really made Chu Wuji sigh.

"......it is good."

After the brother and sister separated, Chu Wuji came to the princess's study, listened to the intellectual young woman reading aloud while taking care of her children, and reviewed the manuscript of the martial arts.

"Qingying is gradually coming to terms with my thoughts. This is pretty much what I'm thinking!"

He was thinking of adding a few more words, but found that they were all unnecessary.

She is worthy of being the sister he brought up. She has become like him in every aspect, even her literary thoughts are in perfect harmony with his!

Unfortunately, the expression of spirit is a little lacking, but this is not Yun Qingying's problem. How can something that can only be understood be expressed so easily?

Just as Chu Wuji was absorbed in looking at the martial arts technique, a tender face suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Wen Yaoer's childish and innocent round eyes were staring at him, as if she wanted to talk to him but was afraid to disturb him.

"Yao'er, what's wrong?"

"Did I disturb my brother?" She blinked worriedly.

"No~"

The girl climbed onto his knees, leaned close to his ear and whispered mysteriously:

"Let's go to Yao'er's place tonight, chat and sleep together. We can hide from Mother and Aunt."

Chu Wuji remembered that Yao'er was with Hexianren now...

Could it be that the Crane Immortal is going to "visit" Xiaotu tonight?

......

The snow grew thicker at night, but fortunately there was no wind, so the cold was not too severe.

Chu Wuji finished his evening boxing and kicking training, took a bath in the hot water that the princess and queen had used to bathe, and then went to Yaoer after putting on his pants.

He had slept like this with the little princess in his arms more than once, without caring about her clothing or appearance.

How can you dress formally after taking a bath and getting ready for bed?

But when he walked to the door of Yaoer's boudoir and heard the chatting inside, Chu Wuji was stunned.

He didn't ask Yao'er why, but turned around immediately and prepared to go back to put on his clothes before coming back.

"Wuji, since you're already here, just come in. Why are you turning around and preparing to leave?"

Hearing Senior Qin's words, he stopped him and stopped him at the threshold.

"Ahem, Senior Tingqin, I'll be back in a cup of tea..."

Chu Wuzhi was about to explain his clothes when Wen Yaoer ran over. As soon as the door opened, she took his big hand and walked into the house.

"No need to bring tea. Yao'er wants to invite you to chat. This is not an invitation for tea and chat between elders and juniors. It's okay to be casual."

Crane Immortal spoke in a gentle voice, not treating the strong man in front of the door as a member of the opposite sex, but treating him as a young child.

A mature woman with an ethereal air was lying on her side on the bed, one hand supporting her forehead, looking lazy and calm, elegant and generous. She had the brightness of a drunken concubine taking a nap, yet she had retained her original elegance and transcendence, untainted by the mundane world.

When Yao'er came out to greet Chu Wuji just now, she got out of bed in such a hurry that she opened the quilt, accidentally revealing the undulating curves of the crane-like beauty's waist, as well as her two gentle breasts...

Chu Wuji tried his best to appear calm, otherwise, while He Xianren would be calm and unperturbed, he would be flustered and nervous, which would make him seem like "a young and handsome man that the little princess has asked to show her filial piety to her elders."

Chapter 527 The Power of Jade Legs

In the little princess's boudoir, there is an incense burner hanging beside the bed, in which is burning calming incense specially provided for winter to warm the mind and dispel the cold.

There was an embroidered couch of medium size, with two women and one man lying on it.

Wen Yaoer's body is soft and delicate, and her small body is like a liquid cat. She doesn't feel crowded even when lying in the middle.

He Xianren was still lying on the inside, with one hand on Wen Yaoer's body, as if trying to coax a child to sleep. She didn't even notice that the quilt on her body had slipped off, revealing her slender waist without any fat, and her mature and beautiful curves as round as a full moon.

The dark-colored panties wrapped around the mysterious buttocks of the Crane Immortal. The thread stretched the panties tightly.

The special fabric is as thin as a cicada's wing, and against the backdrop of the beautiful flesh, the panties look like body painting...

Chu Wuji could only focus his attention on Yao'er and said:

"Is it Senior Tingqin who wants to see me, or is it Yao'er who wants to see me?"

"It's Yaoer. I haven't chatted with my brother for a long time. Every time we start chatting, my aunt interrupts Yaoer!" The little princess also has her own grievances and resentments.

Chu Wuji thought that it was Hexianren who asked Yaoer to convey a message and called him over to discuss something alone.

"Okay, what does Yaoer want to talk about~"

Wen Yaoer never lacks topics to chat about. Once she opens her mouth, she can't stop and can chat endlessly.

She held Chu Wuzhi's strong arms and began a monologue, vividly describing the fun she and her friends had.

In the middle of the conversation, she looked up at Chu Wuzhi. As long as Chu Wuzhi responded to her, she would talk for a long time with great interest.

Although they were all childish little anecdotes, Crane Hermit listened attentively and occasionally smiled like an auntie.

However, as soon as Yao'er finished chatting, her eyelids started to droop. She yawned and thought it was a halftime break, but she fell asleep directly.

Crane Immortal confirmed that the little girl had fallen asleep, then touched her face and said:

"Yao'er and Xiaotu are both playful and cute girls, each with their own lively style. They are really interesting~"

Without Yao'er to mediate the atmosphere, Chu Wuji felt inexplicably uneasy when he thought about chatting with He Xianren in bed.

He quickly replied, "There are a lot of children in Xiaoyao Valley, right?"

"A child born in a fairy family, before he has learned to be innocent and naive, he starts pretending to be mature and steady. He is not even as fun as Jiujiu. Alas~"

At this stage of Crane Immortal's life, her enthusiasm for practicing the Great Dao has decreased, and she tends to "go with the flow". The only people who can arouse her interest are those lovely younger generations.

Now she has come to the Jing'an Prince's Mansion, which is like a "kindergarten", and is very happy every day.

Chu Wuji smiled:

"Senior Jiujiu probably never thought he would get the comment 'funny', right?"

The beautiful crane-like woman, who did not need any clothes to adorn herself, still exuded an ethereal charm. She turned her attention to Chu Wuji, and when she saw that half of his body was still exposed, she leaned over and prepared to help him cover the quilt.

Chu Wuzhi was lying on the bed, and the plump bellyband embroidered with golden clouds and white cranes suddenly appeared on his face, rolling heavily on him back and forth for a few times until the Crane Immortal tucked in the quilt, and then the bellyband disappeared from his face.

Chu Wuji and Wen Yaoer were wrapped like spring rolls, and He Xianren's perfect body lay beside them, no longer covered by the quilt.

But she didn't notice anything unusual. She looked at the children, big and small, in the bed with contentment, nodding her head continuously.

Great sense of accomplishment.

"Wu Ji, you should have been tempering your body. I heard from Xianzhi that your Qi and blood are a little weak. Don't catch a cold, it's so embarrassing~"

Chu Wuji's eyes were completely unable to look towards Hexianren, and he could only look upwards and said:

"Not really. I've almost recovered. How about I go find a quilt for Senior Tingqin from the closet?"

"No, I'm not cold."

Crane Hermit said this as a matter of course, and his tone sounded as if he was worrying about nothing, sir.

Chu Wuji was at a loss for words and didn't know how to continue the conversation. Fortunately, He Xianren had something he wanted to talk to him about, so the atmosphere in bed did not become awkward.

"Little Qilin, tell me what's on your mind. Don't blame me, an old man, for revealing your sorrow."