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Chapter 1

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    It has been half a year since Qiao Wanyue and Ming Jue got married. Qin Fan looked at the disciples' clothes that the housekeeper had just sent, and he still didn't understand how this matter developed to this point.

    He and Qiao Wanyue's current husband, Mingjue, had both been bought by Qiao Wanyue from the slave traders in the West Market of Yujing City last spring. In just one year, Mingjue had become a man.  Identity has arrived.

    Qiao Wanyue is the head of the Qiao family in Yujing City. Her cultivation has been stagnant since she came out of the Frost Heaven Realm a few years ago. All she does is read books in seclusion all year round. She doesn¡¯t know what books she has read. She suddenly wants to try  She wanted to try the dual cultivation method to see if she could improve her cultivation further, but it would not harm the upright disciples of the world, so she decided to target the slaves who were sold in the West City.

    At that time, Qin Fan thought that he was so handsome and tall, and that he was very popular among girls. When he was in the West Market, many girls fell in love with him and wanted to buy him back, but because of his reputation, they were not easy to take action.  , so he let Qiao Wanyue take advantage of this.

    Back at Qiao's house, Qiao Wanyue did not hesitate to use the heavenly and earthly treasures in order to make her dual cultivation more smooth. She found someone to repair all his severed meridians. Since then, Qin Fan has shown his outstanding performance to everyone.  However, Ming Jue, another slave bought back to the Qiao family by Qiao Wanyue along with Qin Fan, has not been able to repair his meridians because of his poor health.

    ¡°Looking at this comparison, in what way is Qin Fan not better than that pretty boy Ming Jue?

    That¡¯s what Qin Fan thought at the time. He felt that Qiao Wanyue¡¯s purchase of Ming Jue was just incidental. Qin Fan felt uncomfortable all over when he thought that this person was coveting his body.

    Qin Fan spends every day and every night thinking about what he should do if Qiao Wanyue asks him to double cultivate with her. Yujing City is the territory of the Qiao family, and no one will come to save him even if his throat is broken.

    He even thought that if Qiao Wanyue really wanted him, he would have to be alone. With him, he would not be able to be with other men. This was his final bottom line. His talent was very good and his cultivation level had improved.  It's also very fast. I believe that I will no longer be controlled by others soon.

    But at that time, he never imagined that it would be the pretty boy Mingjue who finally married Qiao Wanyue.

    It¡¯s marriage, not dual cultivation.

    Qin Fan couldn't accept this reality for a long time after the two got married. After all, it was a huge blow to his self-esteem as a man.

    He really didn¡¯t want to believe that he couldn¡¯t even compare to a pretty boy.

    Qin Fan turned his head and looked out the window. After Qiao Wanyue and Ming Jue got married, he was moved out from his original place. He and Ming Jue used to live in Qiao Wanyue's yard. When they first arrived at Qiao's house  During that time, Qin Fan had to worry every night whether Qiao Wanyue would attack him at night.

    Now that he is here and living with the other disciples of the Qiao family, he no longer has to worry about this problem. Qin Fan actually feels a bit strangely disappointed in his heart.

    Looking towards the yard where Qiao Wanyue is from here, you can see Mingjue squatting in a corner of the yard, holding a hammer and nails in his hands, making a swing for Qiao Wanyue.

    Qin Fan closed the window and cursed himself in his heart, human nature is base, that's probably what he is like now.

    But Qiao Wanyue was so beautiful. When he was in the Qin family, Miss Qin San of their Qin family was often called the most beautiful woman in Shanghai. Compared to Qiao Wanyue, she seemed to be just that. She loves beauty.  Everyone has this intention, Qin Fan feels that he is not very strange.

    It¡¯s a pity that Ming Jue, that pretty boy, got it cheap.

    It was autumn now, and the fallen leaves were blowing all over the yard. After Mingjue installed the swing, he asked for some paint from the Qiao family disciples to paint the swing. After the paint solidified, he also painted the swing.  Put a retractable cover on it, and Zi Yan, the maid who was serving Qiao Wanyue, came over and saw that he had not finished his work after working for most of the day, so she persuaded him: "Uncle, don't be too tired. Miss, see you."  If you do this, you won¡¯t be happy.¡±

    Ming Jue pursed her lips and smiled slightly, and said to Zi Yan, "It's okay. I'll take a rest when I'm tired."

    Zi Yan couldn't say much, so she just stayed aside to help. Although this uncle's cultivation and family background were not worthy of their young lady, he did have some affection for her.

    On the other hand, Qin Fan was really upset in the room, so he simply left the Qiao Mansion with the other disciples of the Qiao Mansion. He and Ming Jue had slave marks on their bodies, and they could be traced no matter where they went.  He was easily found by his master, but it was said that the slave mark on Ming Jue's body had been taken by Qiao WanYue was removed, and Qiao Wanyue also told him that when he officially became a disciple of the Qiao family, the marks on his body would also be removed.

    Qin Fan absentmindedly listened to the disciples around him talking about the problems they had encountered recently in cultivation, and occasionally gave them some pointers. When he walked to the street, he saw a long queue there. When he was about to ask, he asked  He heard from the disciples around him that this was the most delicious pastry shop in Yujing City, so there were a lot of people coming here to buy pastries every day.

    Qin Fan's heart moved. Ming Jue seemed to often make these small cakes for Qiao Wanyue. His feet walked towards the queue uncontrollably. After waiting for more than half an hour, he was finally in line. Qin Fan's mind  At this moment, he suddenly woke up a little. He sighed heavily, raised his hand and patted his head hard. What on earth was he doing!

    The pastry vendor looked at Qin Fan in front of him with an expression that looked like he was a fool, and asked him carefully: "What do you want, sir?"

    Qin Fan was a little embarrassed, coughed, and said to the vendor: "Then let's have two peanut cakes."

    He himself also wanted to try what was so delicious about this thing.

    The autumn sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls densely on the bluestone-paved street below, leaving a string of mottled shadows.

    Qin Fan carried the packed cakes back to Qiao's Mansion and went to find Qiao Wanyue. It was a coincidence that he came. Qiao Wanyue had just come out of the study and was standing in the yard looking at the swing made by Ming Jue and the shelf on it.  It's half-finished, and it will take another half day to complete.

    The two of them were chatting and laughing there. Qin Fan felt that there might be something wrong with his eyes. Looking at them from a distance, Qiao Wanyue and Ming Juelang seemed to be a good match for their talents and looks.

    Seeing Qin Fan coming over with something, Ming Jue came over and took the thing in his hand. He didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. As Qiao Wanyue's husband, he was indeed not an outsider. Qin Fan emphasized: "  I bought this for the owner of the house."

    Mingjue opened it, took a look inside, and said meaningfully: "I know."

    Qin Fan twisted the corner of his mouth, what does he know!

    "Look at this," Ming Jue walked over, brought the peanut cake bought by Qin Fan to Qiao Wanyue, and said to Qiao Wanyue, "Mr. Qin probably bought it specially because he knew you liked it."

    Qin Fan glanced at Ming Jue in surprise. He thought Ming Jue would never mention him in front of Qiao Wanyue. How could he be so kind today? The sun was rising in the west?

    He clearly remembered that the sun came out from the east this morning.

    Qin Fan said modestly: "It's okay, it's nothing special. I bought it when I saw it being sold on the street. Miss, you can try it. I heard from my disciples that their peanut cake tastes good."

    He had obviously been waiting in line for a long time, but now it seemed like an easy thing to say.

    Qiao Wanyue glanced down, then shook her head and said to Ming Jue, "I don't want to eat it."

    Ming Jue seemed to have expected this result. He wrapped it in oil paper and smiled, "It's a pity that I was making a swing outside today and didn't have time to go out. If I were to buy it, I wouldn't forget to ask the boss to give me the red and green silk."  Pick them out.¡±

    He glanced sideways at Qin Fan and continued: "I told Mr. Qin before, but I think Mr. Qin forgot about it. If Wan Yue wants to eat, I will go to the kitchen to make one later."

    Qin Fan opened his lips, he said shit!  When did he say that!

    ¡°However, I have suffered too many losses in front of Ming Jue before, and I know that even if I refute Ming Jue now, it will only make Qiao Wanyue feel that she is making trouble unreasonably.

    Ming Jue said with a smile: "Since Wan Yue doesn't want to eat it, then Mr. Qin can take it all back."

    Qin Fan could only carry these peanut cakes back. When he returned to the room, he bit into this snack that was a little too sweet for him. He suddenly remembered that during the Spring Festival this year, Ming Jue was steaming in the kitchen.  The pastry shop seemed to have indeed said that Qiao Wanyue didn't like this thing, but at that time he was busy competing with other disciples of the Qiao family, who would take such words to heart.

    Oh shit!

    He cursed secretly in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't quarrel with Ming Jue just now. Otherwise, he would be the one to blame.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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