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My situation is different from Xiaoqin's. Before marrying Zhou Shengge, I was still a virgin, so I have no way to compare how strong Zhou Shengge is. But there is one thing Ping'er can be sure of, that Zhou Shengge, although he is already thirty years old, is still very strong. His arms were thick and muscular, and in bed...well, in bed they were very comforting for her. > Furthermore, Zhou Sheng seemed to enjoy those things very much. Whenever he had free time and the children were asleep, he would hold her like that. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to get pregnant again just a few months after giving birth... "Qing'er, Xiaochin has spoken to this point. If you have any...any good ideas, just tell her." Ping'er said. Xia Qin said, "Ping'er probably wants to hear it too." Yang Ruqing coughed lightly and said, "Well well, then I'll go all out." "Use the sheep's intestines," she said. Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else! ? "What should we do?" Xiaoqin asked. Yang Ruqing then lowered her voice and told the two of them the recipe. After she finished speaking, all three women blushed and avoided looking at each other. "Fortunately, Xiaosanzi and Huahua aren't in this room. Otherwise, it would be quite embarrassing." Yang Ruqing said with a self-deprecating smile. Ping'er and Xiaoqin both laughed. The three women chatted some comforting words, soothing Ping'er's low spirits brought on by her miscarriage. Then they got up to say goodbye. When Yang Ruohong was busy cooking lunch, she chopped off the head of a fathead fish with a knife to prepare a dish of chopped chili fish head for Luo the blacksmith to drink with. In another place, Luofengtang ‘pu’ spat out a mouthful of black blood. He opened his eyes and saw Zhuge Qingyun's face right before him. "I was right all along, you kid have a treasure trove hidden inside of you!" Seeing Luofengtang slowly wake up, Zhuge Qingyun withdrew his hand and stood up. Luo Fengtang only then realized that Zhuge Qingyun had been using his internal energy to force out the poison from him earlier. It wasn't healing, it was purging the toxin. Because he saw that the blood he vomited was black. Before I fell unconscious, things flashed through my mind, including the strange smell I had detected just before losing consciousness... Luo Fengtang sneered, "I didn't expect that the esteemed Zhuge Master of Casting Sword Villa, a master-level senior figure in the Jianghu, would use all eighteen martial arts to catch me, a junior. He even resorted to poisoning! It's truly an honor for me, Luo Fengtang, haha!" Upon hearing Luo Fengtang's words, Zhuge Qingyun was so angry that his face turned green. “Boy, don't spout nonsense! I have dedicated my life to the sword. Whether I win or lose, I only compare myself to others on the battlefield!” Zhuge Qingyun said. "This kind of despicable, underhanded tactic of poisoning, this old man would never stoop to. Whether you believe it or not is up to you!" Seeing Zhuge Qingyun like this, and remembering how he had helped her expel the poison earlier, Luofeng Tang was convinced. But Luofengtang wouldn't let Zhuge Qingyun have it easy on the surface. "Oh? Since it wasn't you who did it, then who do you say did it?" he asked. If you can't come up with a plausible story, don't blame me for being suspicious! he added. > Zhu Ge Qingyun was so angry that his eyebrows and beard trembled. "It was done by people from the Demon Sect!" he said. "People from the Demon Cult? Where are they? Where is everyone?" Luo Fengtang asked again. Zhu Ge Qingyun said: "That despicable thing, it has been following me all the way, trying to kill you when I wasn't paying attention," “You, kid, are someone I, Zhuge Qingyun, have taken a liking to. As long as I, Zhuge Qingyun, want you alive, even the King of Hell can’t take you! That no-good thing was beaten badly by me and scurried back tail between its legs!” Hearing Zhuge Qingyun's words, Luo Fengtang frowned, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. Then, as if he understood something, he suddenly laughed twice. "Boy, what are you laughing at?" Zhuge Qingyun asked. Luo Fengtang said, “Old Master Zhuge Liang, it seems that you are not the only one Qin Hanqing relies on. Does Qin Hanqing distrust your character? Or does Qin Hanqing lack full confidence in your abilities?” > Upon hearing this, Zhuge Qingyun narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flickering within them. Luo Fengtang continued to stir the pot: "I only know that people who do business in the market will compare prices from three different sources. I didn't expect that it would be the same in the underworld!" "Since Qin Hanqing has invited the master of Zhuge's Villa from Zhushui Mountain, why did he go to cooperate with the Demon Cult? This idea is quite good. As my wife would say, it's a double insurance policy, shining brightly in both east and west. Zhuge Master, do you agree with me?" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! "Silence!" Zhuge Qingyun roared, and the surrounding grasses, trees, and leaves all trembled instantly. Luo Fengtang's already damaged meridians ached again, a wave of sweetness rising in his throat, nearly making him spit blood. Zhuge Qingyun paced back and forth restlessly, "Our Zhuchjian Mountain Villa is a righteous sect. We would never cooperate with demonic cults, nor would we conspire with them." “Upon returning, this old man will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly!” Zhuge Qingyun gritted his teeth, his anger surging from him in waves, causing the air around him to thicken and press down. Luofeng Tang, wounded yet again, felt that familiar crushing sensation on her chest. But the hand he kept hidden behind him was secretly making marks on the stone... Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! Now that he's fallen into Zhuge Qingyun's hands, it's clear he's no match. Being taken away is inevitable. He would leave traces along the way while Zhuge Qingyun was furious and had no time to pay attention to him, allowing Zhou's deputy general and Xie's deputy general to find his whereabouts based on these clues... Changping Village. Yang Huamei came to Yang Ruqing excitedly and said, "Qing'er, come on, let's go to the old house for a blind date." "Blind date? You're going on a blind date? Your sons will be almost as tall as you in a few years, why would you go on a blind date?" Yang Ruoqing said with a laugh. Yang Huamei said, "I missed a few words. It was to help Yongxian find a partner. Someone introduced a girl to Yongxian, from Liaojia Village ahead. Today, she's brought to the old house to see Yongxian. Let's go and take a look at what kind of looks she has." > As for the lifelong event of the eldest brother, at twenty-nine, he is about to turn thirty and still remains single. Yang Ruqing was very concerned about this and quickly put down the work in her hands to follow Yang Huamei out of the courtyard. "This hasn't been made public yet, afraid that if it doesn't work out, everyone will be awkward. It was your grandma who told me privately yesterday, I suspect even our own Yang family members might not know, including Yongxian." On the way, Yang Huamei walked arm in arm with Yang Ruqing, saying this to her. "Huh? My older brother doesn't know? Then what are you talking about? Isn't he still at school?" Yang Ruqing asked in surprise. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate! Yang Huamei said: "Your grandmother will find an excuse to get him to come home for a visit. Don't worry." Once a genius: m. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated! |