Martial Arts: In the beginning of cultivating immortality, all the female warriors are broken.

Bianliang

The sun is thin, and the sun is setting.

Inside the garden

Carrying the food box, Jiang Che returned to ~ Shao Si Ming's room again.

After sleeping for three hours, Jiang Che estimated that the girl should have woken up at this time.

Women at such times are the ones who need comfort the most.

As a prodigal son of flowers, Jiang Che knows this very well.

He's not the kind of scumbag who pulls out the ruthless,

Moreover, Jiang Che loves Shao Si Ming very much in his heart, and he is very baby, so he naturally doesn't want the dumb girl to be wronged by himself.

Walking through the winding corridor, Jiang Che returned to Shao Siming's boudoir.

After pushing open the door, he walked lightly to the side of the bed.

Shao Si Ming is still asleep.

Her face was ruddy, her small breasts were hunched together, her breathing was steady, and her snoring was so small that it was almost inaudible.

The sleeping position is very peaceful, like a sleeping beauty.

As if she had a sweet dream, the girl smiled at the corner of her mouth.

"It's my lovely little one..."

Jiang Che leaned over and couldn't help but lightly drop a kiss on the girl's forehead.

He always has an indescribable love for Shao Si Ming in his heart.

This feeling is like first love, and every time he sees Shao Siming, Jiang Che always has a feeling of heartbeat.

Feeling the softness of the girl's forehead, Jiang Che was not too greedy, and he was separated by a touch.

Although his movements were very gentle, he still directly woke up Shao Siming.

"Huh~"

Shao Si Ming let out a cute moan between his nose, like a lazy kitten, very cute.

The girl's cheeks were crimson, as bright as the morning glow, her purple hair was messily draped over her shoulders, and her purple eyes were filled with a pool of intoxicating spring water on her forehead.

In the early rain and dew, the girl has a little less greenness and more charming.

After opening his eyes and feeling the warmth in front of his forehead, Shao Siming had some doubts in his heart, and stretched out his slender hand to touch it.

It was also this action that made her see Jiang Che who was sitting at the head of the bed, looking at her with a smile.

Shao Siming suddenly understood why there was a warm touch on his forehead.

She lifted Rouyi and pinched Jiang Che's cheek a little mischievously, her eyes full of smiles.

It's a really nice feeling to be able to see your loved one as soon as you open your eyes.

"Hungry or not, I brought you some food from the dining room..."

Gently stroking Shao Siming's purple hair, Jiang Che smiled lightly.

Shao Siming shook his head, indicating that he was not hungry.

She stretched out her small white hand and gently rubbed it on her lower abdomen.

After eating so many puffs, her lower abdomen was already slightly bulging.

"When Aunt Lin wakes up, we're going to leave Bianliang,"

"Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. "

"Why don't I take you out for a walk today?"

Playing with the white beauty and jade feet of Shao Si Ming, Jiang Che directly proposed.

Since coming to Bianliang, Jiang Che has never seen Shao Si Ming go out.

Like the little dragon girl, she stays at home basically every day.

Shao Siming's white beautiful jade feet are petite and exquisite, pink and soft, the toes are crystal clear, round and full, and the feel is lovely, Jiang Che has a lot of fun every time.

After thinking for a while, Shao Siming nodded lightly and agreed to Jiang Che's request.

There are not many opportunities to be alone with Jiang Che, and she feels that she still needs to grasp it.

"Alright, let's go now..."

Letting go of Shao Si's jade feet, Jiang Che began to help the other party change clothes. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

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A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Che left the villa with the young master's order and headed towards the most prosperous street in Bianliang.

Shao Siming was wearing a lilac short skirt, slender white jade legs wrapped in knee-length white silk, long purple hair shawl, hanging down to the hips, light veil covering his face, hazy, like a fairy in purple.

I don't know if it's because of his hair color and pupil color, Shao Siming seems to like purple clothes very much.

Just like Wanwan always likes red clothes, every time Jiang Che sees Shao Si Ming, the other party is almost always dressed in purple.

Holding Shao Si's soft and boneless little hand, Jiang Che took the other party to walk in the streets and alleys of Bianliang and began to play wantonly.

There was no curfew in the Great Song Dynasty, and Bianliang was the city that never sleeped in this era.

The night night Bianliang is far more charming than the daytime, and it is also more lively than the daytime.

On both sides of the street, lanterns of various colors are hung in various colors.

The hawkers are constantly shouting, selling everything from jewelry, jewelry, snacks, marshmallows, etc...

Walking to the bustling street, there are all kinds of restaurants on both sides, and the noise from the green building.

The atmosphere of the Great Song Dynasty is relatively open, there are officials taking the lead, and several top green buildings in Bianliang are like a market every day, people come and go, and there is an endless stream of people, and they are making money every day.

Ask for flowers0

Coming to a vendor, Jiang Che spent a few copper coins to buy a hairpin with purple patterns and brought it to Shao Siming's head.

Although the price is not expensive, Shao Si Ming likes it.

As long as it is a gift from Jiang Che, no matter what it is, she will treasure it, even if it is just a hairpin bought by a few strings of copper coins.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

After leaving the vendor's stall, Jiang Che took the young priest to play all over the street, looking left and right.

Jiang Che couldn't remember how long it had been since he had gone shopping like this.

It seems that this is the first time since the beginning of the year.

During this period of time, he has been busy with various matters all day long, and he has to find time to accompany his beautiful wives and concubines, so he naturally can't find time to play like this.

Bianliang is famous for its lantern festivals.

It is held almost every few days, attracting countless romantic talents, literati and artists.

There is an attic called "Bird Tower" in Bianliang, it is said that as long as you break through to the top floor of this attic, you can be invited to stay by Li Shishi, the first Oiran of Bianliang, and the spring breeze is a night.

However, it has been three years since the establishment of the Bird Tower, and no one has ever been able to really break through countless levels to the top.

Because each layer will be required to write an inscription within a stick of incense, and the theme is different each time, it may be a woman, a mountain and a river, a country, and a lovesickness.

Even if he thinks that a knowledgeable talent will come to the Bird Tower, he will leave in disgrace within half an hour.

Stopping in front of the Bird Tower, Shao Siming reached out and pulled Jiang Che's sleeve, and looked up at the man in front of him with a beautiful little face.

She was a little curious, curious about what Jiang Che's knowledge was.

Jiang Che naturally understood the meaning in Shao Siming's eyes.

He had a bitter face, and pinched the girl's little face helplessly.

"You're so embarrassed to be a husband..."

It's okay for him to talk highly, but he's not good at writing poems and lyrics.

In this era, poets from all walks of life were prevalent, especially in the Great Song Dynasty.

There are people from all walks of life, such as Li Qingzhao, Xin Qiji, Su Shi, Ouyang Xiu, etc.

Jiang Che felt that with his own cultural heritage, it was better not to be ugly.

......... Four....