I'm the villain in the book

Chapter 177
"My lord, what are you laughing at?"

Half an hour later, Yuan'er had just hung up her large coat, when she turned her head and saw Wei Changtian who was sitting at the table and having a good time.

"I've been laughing since I came back. What good thing happened?"

"Good thing?"

Wei Changtian smiled even more: "It's really a good thing, Yuan'er, give me a kiss."

"what?"

Yuan'er was stunned, and slowly moved to Wei Changtian's side, and asked in a low voice, "Mr., Mr., where are you kissing?"

"This."

Wei Changtian pointed to his left cheek.

"Oh"

Although Yuan'er was shy, she was obedient enough, so she bent down and kissed her lightly.

Feeling the fleeting warmth on his cheeks, Wei Changtian smacked his lips, shook his head and sighed:

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's not that smell."

"Ah? Does my mouth smell?" Yuan'er immediately covered her mouth.

"I'm not saying you have a taste in your mouth."

Wei Changtian waved his hands and smiled, "Yuan'er, it was Xu Qingwan who was standing outside the door just now."

"Xu Qing, ah! It's Miss Xu! I said why does she look familiar!"

Yuan'er's big eyes suddenly narrowed into crescents, and she teased with a smile: "It turns out that the young master just went to find Miss Xu!"

"Hee hee, I'm afraid our small house will become lively in the future!"

"lively."

Wei Changtian knew that Yuan'er was referring to Yang Liushi and Liang Qin.

It is said that there are three women in one drama, but if it is not mentioned that these three people should not have any "harem dispute" drama.

On the contrary, if Lu Jingyao comes again in the future,
Wait a minute, how old is she?

"go to bed!"

Shaking his head, Wei Changtian turned his head and walked to the bedroom.

At the same time, Lu Jingyao, who was also preparing to change clothes and go to bed in the Wei Mansion in the capital thousands of miles away, suddenly covered her mouth and sneezed.

"Ah!"

"Ma'am, what's the matter with you?"

Qiu Yun next to him hurriedly asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

"no"

Lu Jingyao sniffed, reached out to untie the bun on the top of her head, and bent down to get into the curtain.

Qiu Yun didn't think too much, walked to the table and blew out the candle lamp before leaving the room.

But at this moment, Lu Jingyao suddenly poked her head out from the curtain, her face was full of excitement.

"Qiu Yun, people say that when someone sneezes suddenly, someone is missing him. Do you think my husband was thinking about me just now!"

"what?"

Qiu Yun turned her head to look at Lu Jingyao with disheveled hair, and persuaded, dumbfounded: "Ma'am, you also believe such words."

"If it's true, then if you think about Young Master like this every day, wouldn't Young Master sneeze all day long?"

"I do not care!"

Lu Jingyao's excitement was not extinguished by Qiu Yun's words, or she might not have heard what Qiu Yun said just now.

"Qiu Yun, help me grind ink quickly, I want to write a letter to my husband!"

"Ah? Ma'am, it's already Haishi, can't I write tomorrow?"

"Ah, what do you know, if I finish writing this letter earlier, I can send it to my husband sooner."

"Oh"

Although Qiu Yun really wanted to say, "Ma'am, you wrote so many letters and you only replied one in total", but in the end, she held back anyway, and went silently to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Lu Jingyao couldn't wait to put on a little jacket, got off the bed and sat at the table, and began to think about what to write in this letter.

And the other side.
"Ah!"

Another sneeze shook the world.

Yuan'er worriedly asked: "My lord, are you catching a cold? Do you want an extra quilt tonight?"

"Need not."

Wei Changtian shook his head, thinking that he was a rank-[-] martial artist, how could he still suffer from such a minor illness as a cold.

special.
"Someone must be scolding me!"

After Xiao Feng's death, Wei Changtian's life was superficially not much different from before, but in fact, quite a lot of changes had taken place.

After he crossed over, Xiao Feng's existence hung high above his head like a sword of Damocles, not to mention that he could not sleep or eat at all times, but at least it was a big concern.

But now that Xiao Feng has been buried on the top of Yanyun Mountain, Wei Changtian, who has no "opponent" anymore, suddenly feels at a loss.

Because he didn't know what the next thing he was going to do was.

Improve your cultivation base and hit the first-rank level that no one has ever seen before?

Get rid of violence and bring happiness to the people of the world?
Or do you work hard to build a more civilized society by using the advanced system concepts of your previous life?
Wei Changtian is not interested in these things.

He would rather keep doing nothing like this.

The wives and children are hot on the kang, traveling around the mountains, playing in the water, and having fun, until they turn into a wisp of dust a hundred years later, leaving at most hundreds of handed down poems and far-reaching "inventions" such as mahjong and poker.

Thousands of years later, when the elementary school students in this world shake their heads and recite the "Chun Mian" that they "created" without knowing it, it will be considered immortal.
With this mentality in mind, Wei Changtian spent the happiest time since he crossed in peace and stability.

Every day in the name of "co-cultivation", I take Xu Qingwan to eat, drink and have fun in Shuzhou City, exercise with Yang Liushi every two days, and go to Yanyun Mountain every three days to kill a monster that has no resistance.
Days passed, cultivation increased day by day, and feelings warmed up day by day.

It seems that in order to match this harmony, there are no surprises in other things.

The imperial court seemed to really believe that the female corpse was the dead Ning Yuke, and Li Huaizhong left Shuzhou without a word.

Under the operation of Chu Xianping, the freemasonry has become stronger and stronger, and the number of gang members in the Shuzhou sub-helm alone has exceeded [-].

And the same boat club has also changed from the initial five people to more than [-] people today. The first batch of "twenty-five boys" can take office after a year, and become registered officials of the Daning court.

If there is anything else that Wei Changtian needs to do, it is probably to agree to Qingxian's release of the monsters in the Zhenyao Prison.

But this matter is not in a hurry, after all, there are still four or five months before the agreed time limit.

In this way, leisurely and leisurely enjoying the life of dreams, the time will soon come to the end of the year.

This year, all parts of Daning are in good weather, and Shuzhou is no exception.

A bumper harvest of grain means that this year must be lively.

On New Year's Eve, the huge city of Shuzhou was decorated with extravagance and festivities. Even the trees with fallen leaves were wrapped in colored silk, green silk was cut to make leaves, and red lanterns were hung in front of every house, reflecting a brilliant red.

The east wind blows flowers and thousands of trees at night, and blows them down. The stars are like rain, and the roads are filled with the fragrance of BMW carved cars.The light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Although Xin Qiji's poem is about the Lantern Festival, it is equally appropriate today.

And since the whole city of Shuzhou is already like this, the lively scene in Wei's mansion is naturally even worse.

A group of people happily ate the New Year's Eve dinner, and then sat around the fire and divided into several tables to play poker.

There is a room full of beautiful women, only Wei Changtian and Zhang San are two men.

Such a scene of "prosperity of yin and decline of yang" is a bit like heaven and earth. If you were an ordinary man, you probably wouldn't want to leave for a moment.

But Wei Changtian went back to the bedroom alone after playing cards for a while.

It's not because he suddenly fell into Wen Qing's illness, and he was emotionally touched by the scene, and he was going to be sad on this New Year's Eve night.

It's that the system that has been updated for more than [-] days has finally moved.

(End of this chapter)