Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 41 It's too windy, I didn't hear it
On the day of the Zilin Grand Ceremony, Luocheng was already in a commotion.

Although the Zilin Grand Ceremony was not held in Los Angeles, even to a certain extent, the Xian Family's Zilin Grand Ceremony had nothing to do with Fanchen.

However, the country of Qian relied on the Zilin Holy Land to establish the country, and the first emperor of the Qian Kingdom made good relations with the second Holy Master of the Zilin Holy Land.

Therefore, since ancient times, Qianguo has been under the protection of Zilin Holy Land.

As the largest dynasty in the entire Chiba Continent, Qianguo also sent the seedlings of immortals to the Zilin Holy Land.

The Zilin Holy Land relies on Qianguo, and can easily get good seedlings of cultivating immortals, and there is a steady stream.

Qianguo is backed by the Zilin Holy Land, and no one dares to provoke it. At most, there are only internal worries about the power struggle between the royal families, and there is absolutely no external trouble.

The two complement each other and grow stronger.

Therefore, for Qianguo, the Zilin Grand Ceremony has long been as important as the founding day of Qianguo, which is celebrated with the country.

Furthermore, the one who presided over the Zilin Ceremony this time was not the Zilin Holy Master, but the Zilin Holy Maiden.

Saintess Zilin is also the sister of Qianguo Empress with the same father and mother, with pure royal blood.

In Qianguo, there are some titles of Princess Zilin.

Luocheng is the fief of Princess Zilin.

It's just that Saintess Zilin has to prove the Great Way of the Ages, so this Luocheng will be in charge of Qu Ke's agent.

In fact, Saintess Zilin is the true master of Luocheng.

Therefore, for the people of Qianguo, Saintess Zilin is their own person, which makes the whole people of Qianguo have a great sense of participation, especially Luocheng.

Early in the morning, Luo City was like a New Year's Eve. Firecrackers sounded throughout the city, the noise of children on the street, and the gentle reprimands of young women behind the children.

In such festive festivals, it is generally a good day to get married.

For example, in the house opposite the door of Lin Xun, the sound of firecrackers is endless, and the sound insulation effect of ancient courtyards can only depend on distance.
Jiang Qingshang, who woke up first, saw that her husband was still asleep, but her brows could not help wrinkling because of the sound of firecrackers, but she didn't want to get up "rebellious".

Jiang Qingshang smiled softly, shrank her soft body into her husband's arms, and carefully pulled out her lotus arm from her husband's embrace.

Two small hands gently covered his ears.

The watery eyes of Jiang Qingshang, who was lying on his side, stared at her husband's sleeping face.

A pair of Kazlan's big eyes blinked and blinked, as if she couldn't get tired of watching it.

The sound of firecrackers gradually disappeared, and Lin Xun's brows slightly stretched.

However, Jiang Qingshang still did not put down his little hand, but gently pinched his earlobe, then pinched his nose, and finally gently pressed his lips with his fair finger lips.

Pressing and pressing, Jiang Qingshang's charming peach blossom eyes moved left and right, and then, like a little girl stealing candy, her head slowly approached, and her two pairs of lips slowly approached.

Jiang Qingshang pecked like a little bit of water, and Jiang Qingshang's face was red, even though she had been married for two months, her heartbeat was still fast.

"Hahahahaha."

Just when the girl was still shy, she still closed her eyes and Lin Xun smashed her mouth, then licked her lips, and said like a dream, "Ah, I don't feel it, it would be better if I did it again. "

Looking at her husband's pouted mouth, it turned out that her husband had already woken up.

Jiang Qingshang shyly squeezed her show fist and lightly hammered it on her husband's chest. The crimson of her cheeks spread to her tight collarbone, and she turned around with a "huh".

"No more!" The girl with her back to Lin Xun hummed angrily.

"Hey hey that's not going to work, this uncle has been taken advantage of, my stingy temperament will definitely be taken back."

"Hmph, you are my girl's, and it is only right and proper for me to take advantage of you."

"Wow, this is too unreasonable, I'm so cold. Look at the trick!"

"Wait for goose goose goose."

Lin Xun kept scratching the ticklish flesh on his wife's tender waist, Jiang Qingshang rubbed and rubbed in Lin Xun's arms, and the crisp and pleasant laughter kept spreading in the room.

"I was wrong, I was wrong."

After the small incense stick, the girl with tears in her eyes smiled and begged for mercy.

"Who is wrong?"

"The concubine is wrong."

"It was so windy, I didn't hear it."

"Qing'er is wrong, Qing'er is really wrong."

Seeing his wife sincerely admit his mistake, the victorious Lin Xun stopped.

"Bad."

Jiang Qingshang, who was scratched and had no strength, was lying in her husband's arms.

"How dare you scold your husband who is handsome, handsome, and a three-good man? It seems that the punishment is not enough."

Lin Xun opened his big hands and wanted to repeat the old trick, but a shout from outside the hospital came in:
"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, we will leave in half an hour. Is Mr. Lin at home?"

This is a female catcher in Los Angeles.

Because Lin Xun selected the "lucky audience" to go to Zilin Holy Land to watch the ceremony, but as a "mortal", Lin Xun could not go by himself.

Therefore, on the day of the Zilin Grand Ceremony, all the "lucky audiences" in Los Angeles will gather at the entrance of the city, and then the monks sent by the Zilin Holy Land will send them over with swords.

I have to say that the service is in place, even the air ticket is free.
"I see, I'll be there in a while."

In ancient times, rumors basically depended on roaring...

"Okay, please don't miss the time, Mr. Lin." Miss Hu Kuai outside the yard also responded.

After the reminder, Miss Chakuai walked away.

Jiang Qingshang, who was in Lin Xun's arms, took advantage of her husband's inattentiveness, opened her small mouth, and took the opportunity to gently bite her neck with her silver teeth.

"Hey, wake up."

"Oh, okay." Lin Xun sighed softly, in fact, he didn't really want to go to the Zilin Festival.

After all, he is a big villain, and it is always a bit strange to go to congratulate the righteous path celebration.

But Qing'er, as the secretary of the female city lord in Los Angeles, is definitely going there.

Even if I didn't become a "lucky audience", I would have to sneak to the Zilin Grand Ceremony.

"Lin Pei." In Lin Xun's arms, Jiang Qingshang spoke slowly, her voice soft and sweet, like sweet spring water immersing in her heart.

"Ok?"

"Today, braid my hair for me." The girl said slowly, her eyes lowered slightly, her long eyelashes blinking gently.

"Eh? Don't you dislike me for making it ugly?"

"That's not because you're not serious and play with my hair."

Jiang Qingshang pouted in anger and wanted to bite him again.

"Okay, okay, then I'll be more serious today." Lin Xun Ying said, otherwise he would have another tooth mark on his neck, "But let's talk about it first, don't blame me if it's not good-looking. "

"nothing"

Jiang Qingshang grabbed Lin Xun's collar with her small hands, and stared at Lin Xun's chest with her forehead, her tone soft and silky.

"Today my long hair, I just want you to help me hold it up"

(End of this chapter)