1292 days of huge trouble

ed to writing with a brush pen.He scribbled down a few characters quickly. I glanced at them, they looked like drawings, Big Sister definitely wouldn't understand.As we walked out of the clothing stor...Jiang Qiyun raised his hand and conjured a magical passage, unceremoniously pulling me into it.

A gust of wind roared in my ears, and the light around me blurred like silk.

"...Where are we going"

Jiang Qiyun glanced at me, and the exit of the Dharma Gate passage swallowed us up.

Below lay a sea of soft flowers, clusters of purplish-pink blooms swaying gently in the breeze.

I stood on the pavilion in the mountains, with a fiery sea of maple trees behind me.

In the distance, a three-story house with front and back yards stands quietly by the lake.

Beneath, a sea of blooming Manjusaka flowers spread silently. This mountain range also vaguely possessed the air of Mount Luofeng, the underworld's gate.

Even celestial deities aren't something everyone can summon to reside in their own idyllic haven. Jiang Qiyun had never even considered creating a pure land for himself before.

He is the great god of heaven who incarnated to manage the underworld. Born a god, he has always resided in Yinjingtiangong on Mount Luofeng, so the landscapes that are revealed through his pointings are almost all scenes from the underworld.

I've complained about this several times, it's completely different from the Qinghua Chang Le Realm where Taiyi resides.

It mainly seems too lonely, making me wonder if Jiang Qiyun's previous personality was so solitary and boring.

I didn't expect Jiang Qiyun to add more things... I secretly glanced at him.

He stood among the pavilions, the scarlet leaves behind him casting a warm glow upon his cold outline. The icy sharpness of his aura softened somewhat.

“When did you enlighten these maple trees They look pretty good.” I carefully looked at his expression.

He had a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he said in a soft voice, "Do you think I brought you here to see the maple leaves"

What's it doing up on this mountain

He leaned down slightly,湊 to my nose and whispered, “I said I’d clean up after you… Did you see that mountain path”

“...”I nodded.

He chuckled softly, “ … I’ll be waiting for you at the top.”

What!

He said nothing, his garments swirling around him as he passed before my eyes, and just like that, just like that, he was gone!

It is said that immortal beings are magnanimous and compassionate, yet they punish me by making me climb mountains!

After a long pause, I resigned myself and walked out of the pavilion. Let's climb.

As I climbed the mountain path, step by step, the memory of my first journey to the underworld flashed through my mind - the fear of ascending the stairs of the Yinjingshiang Palace in my wedding attire.

That was the divine mountain of the underworld, stretching endlessly, reaching from heaven to earth, with ethereal mist swirling around it, deep and frigid.

This shouldn't be a complete copy of Luofu Mountain, right

My heart ached, and I walked into that fiery red maple forest. A butterfly like a withered leaf flew past me. I was stunned, a butterfly

Further on, several little wolf pups tumbled and played. When they saw me, they dashed into the mountains.

I am a little surprised that there is...

Passing through a mountain pass, there was a secluded pool with water as blue and clear as jade. A spring flowed down from a height, its gentle sound bringing a unique vitality to the entire place.

A quaint, simple water pavilion stood by the lake. A moon-shaped archway faced the shimmering blue waves.

Here, there's actually such a blessed place... When did Jiang Qiyun become enlightened to such a place

"I knew you'd shirk your duty if I asked you to climb a mountain." Jiang Qiyun reached out and embraced me from behind, his cold voice ringing in my ear.

"When did these animals get here There weren't any before..." I turned to ask him.

He lowered his gaze slightly, saying with a hint of helplessness: "This Pure Land of Bliss was created for you, but every time you come, all you see is desolation, and it scares you."

"When I have some free time, I come here and paint flowers, trees, shrubs, and small forest animals, to bring some life to this place and prevent you from always looking so worried. I don't want you to worry about staying in such a dull world."

"...I didn't find it boring," I murmured, denying it softly.

"Oh Then I shall leave you here for now and go on patrol first."

Bye bye bye —

I hurriedly raised my eyes to meet his gaze, his eyes were full of mirth.

"Want to lie again" The Emperor leaned down slightly, his cold lips gliding along my earlobe and down to the side of my neck—

Outside the Yue Cave Gate, cold moonlight bathed the pond.

The sparkling moonlight danced in this ancient water pavilion. I stood by the window with carved wooden railings, reaching out to grasp it, which caused a soft chuckle from him behind me.

"My little wife, are you dazed You actually want to go fish for the moon..."

If fire and ice could coexist, that's probably how I feel right now.

He leaned down from behind me, my spine pressed against his chest, the touch of skin was icy cold, yet like tiny sparks, it set my limbs trembling.

From the crimson hues of sunset to the moon high in the sky, Lord Emperor's "punishment" is about to knead me into a doughy mess.

"Spouting falsehoods and empty words is a grave sin in the path of cultivation. Should you ever repeat this, I shall truly abandon you here to contemplate your actions." Jiang Qiyun clasped my waist, warning me with a low voice beside my ear.

Who are you trying to scare

My eyelids are almost impossible to open. I turned my head and rubbed his cheek with my lips, replying weakly, “Okay, I’m thinking here. Please trouble Your Majesty to coax Yu Gui and You Nan to sleep. And remember to feed Lan Xi her bedtime milk, 160 milliliters, water temperature 40 degrees... And at seven o'clock, wake them up, put their clothes in their school bags, and send them to kindergarten. If they’re late, they won’t have breakfast…”

Jiang Qiyun chuckled lightly: "Little Empress, you're carrying a lot of resentment."

"I dare not, I dare not."

He turned me around, and I snuggled into his chest, ready to fall asleep.

Jiang Qiyun reached out and smoothed my hair, his long fingers gently pressing against my scalp, making me rub my head against him again and again.

His voice was cold, and he often whispered in a low voice from behind the bed curtain, stirring her heartstrings: "As my wife, the Queen of the Underworld, it is your duty to cleanse haunted houses and graveyards, purge demons and ghosts, and help restore balance to yin and yang. But you should also do what you can..."

"Mmm." I nuzzled my face against his chest.

"There's no need to worry too much about raising children; they have their own destiny, and worrying won't help."

"... As a hands-off boss, of course you wouldn't worry."

Jiang Qiyun lightly chuckled a few times, leaned against me, and lay down in front of me. With one hand supporting his chin, he smoothed my hair and whispered, "Sleep. Didn't you say you've been having strange dreams lately Maybe it will be better if you sleep beside me"

Of course.

Nightmares always have a source, that giant white moon, and the silent black city walls, I've dreamt of them more than once.

What does the bottom line signify

》》》

When dawn broke, Jiang Qiyun took me to Yin Luo's house. My brother had already arrived after taking care of my uncle's family matters.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw my brother and Yin Luo sitting by the table. The small bronze Buddha was wrapped in yellow talismans and placed in the center.

"Xiao Qiao, you're back" My brother didn't seem surprised at all to see me appear suddenly.

He instead teased me, "Isn't your husband angry I told you, there's no marital conflict in this world that can't be solved by pillow talk."

I dared not speak up, Xiao Yinluo was still grinning beside me. How could I, as a "senior," behave this way and set a bad example

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