Cui Yourong, thirty-eight years old, a talented eighth-level beast master, was born into the famous Cui family, married an unknown doctor, and seemed to prefer handsome, weak scholars. However, she remained a widow for sixteen years after her ex-husband died of illness, and remained pure and self-loving.

Never break the rules...including with the original owner.

This is how Chen Yanjun found out the information about Mrs. Cui in the memory of the original owner.

To his surprise, Mrs. Cui and the original owner were not as close as he imagined.

He was very kind and gentle to his original owner, but he always maintained a dignified image and kept a very restrained distance.

Today, it seems different.

Cui Yourong straightened his appearance and appeared in Chen Yanjun's study with a soup of medicine.

In the past, this kind of thing was done by Xiaoyue.

Seeing Chen Yanjun, Cui Yourong was slightly startled. He felt that something was different between the young master's eyebrows today.

"Young master is obviously injured, but why does he look better!"

In front of the desk, Chen Yanjun stood up and bowed, and then he saw Mrs. Cui's face.

The memory of the original owner that Chen Yanjun read only contained the cause-and-effect logic of the matter and could not condense a specific picture.

I only know that Mrs. Cui is beautiful in appearance, but there is no specific image.

Until he saw it with his own eyes, Chen Yanjun was fascinated.

The lady is actually more beautiful than her daughter, more like Qiu Zhuo's sister than her mother!

I saw the lady wearing a thin gauze intertwined with blue and blue, with a white shawl hanging like a cloud on her shoulders, her head in a high bun, her forehead painted with flowers, her eyebrows painted and her temples...

In addition to the more fairy-like material and cut, this is a typical Tang girl's dress.

The only difference is that the open collar is high and covered with a layer of pure white gauze, which is vaguely white and the waves are undulating, exuding an immortal aura that is not commensurate with the plump figure.

Dignified, tall, looking plump, but actually only a few places are plump, and the places that should be thin are thin.

It is called richness, not just plumpness, gorgeous but not silvery temperament, charming but not vulgar, it is truly a masterpiece.

In particular, his broad mind seems to be able to encompass everything in the world, and even everything about you. It is the grace of the prosperous Tang Dynasty that cannot be concealed by any loose robe.

Chen Yanjun thought that he was not a lecherous person, but he suddenly had the ambition to control the prosperous Tang Dynasty with both hands.

Looking at the lady's appearance, she is really charming and graceful. It is completely impossible to tell that she is a thirty-eight-year-old woman with two children.

Willow-leaf eyes, peach-petal lips, skin as white as the moon, fragrance that refreshes the heart and is indescribable.

She is so beautiful that Chen Yanjun feels that the wife's accessories and rouge are all in reverse, and her beauty is at its peak only when she takes a bath.

Unfortunately, the original owner jumped into the river to save others in the dark, and has not seen this scene to this day.

A pair of eyes looked as dignified as the moon, but they were the shadow of the moon reflected in the clear lake late at night. When the wind blew, it stirred up the girl's heart that could not be hidden.

What about widows?

Chen Yanjun thought to himself: I will definitely take this Cao thief!

After the ceremony, Chen Yanjun said:

"Does Madam already know?"

Cui Yourong was called back from Caoxing by his daughter, so he naturally knew what happened today.

When he heard Chen Yanjun say that he wanted to marry her later, he suddenly forgot about the previous crisis...

Only then did I remember.

"I only know the part where the young master saved Qiu Zhuo. I don't know the rest of it."

In order to cover up the shameful expression on his face and the ripples in his eyes, Cui Yourong put down the soup of medicine, with a straight face, and stood upright with his hands behind his back, standing tall like a hanging moon.

"I know that the young master has always been fond of Qiu Zhuo, but the people in the Imperial Academy are so mischievous that the young master still has to keep a distance from Qiu Zhuo. Every month, someone goes to the Cui family or the Du family in Luoyang to propose marriage."

What the lady said is true.

Chen Yanjun must admit that although his wife is more beautiful than his daughter, even when she was a girl, she was not as popular as her daughter in the marriage and love market.

In the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, cultivation is the first priority, and dual cultivation is sometimes a shortcut.

Although unequal dual cultivation will lead to an unstable foundation, it is better than stagnating cultivation.

For an unmarried woman, spiritual talent is better than family background and beauty.

Chen Yanjun shook his head and said:

"It has nothing to do with Qiu Zhuo."

"Today I ate a poisonous mushroom. Before the gate of hell, I suddenly remembered the happy things I did when I was a child. Then I realized that I had been lost in fame and fortune these years and ignored many things around me...many people."

"Since God allows Chen to live another life, he will have to start a new life from now on."

Cui Yourong also saw the changes in Chen Yanjun.

I just feel that the words "live another life" sound weird... like a vow to cut off the past.

"It seems that the young master was seriously injured and almost drank the medicine soup."

Saying this, he asked Chen Yanjun to sit down, stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and fed him the medicinal soup with his own hands.

The medicine is sweet...

Chen Yanjun didn't know what kind of medicine it was, but the cultivation points on the panel increased a little.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Madam has given him medicine with her own hands.

Unlike the last time he saved someone, this time he really saved Qiu Zhuo. There was nothing wrong with Madam doing this.

not only that.

The lady also asked him to lift off his clothes to see if the wound on his lower abdomen had healed and whether the beak had damaged any of his bones.

While applying ash to the wound, he said:

"Most of the delinquents in the Prison Suppression Department are prisoners. They don't know how to heal injuries. They just stop your bleeding and save your life. It involves your bones. You will need more careful care in the future."

The movements seem intimate, but they maintain just the right distance, behave appropriately, and are gentle.

But Chen Yanjun is a man after all. When he saw the white snow, the refreshing fragrance, and the seductive charm, he didn't know where to put his eyes for a moment, so he could only look away.

After applying the medicine, Cui Yourong asked tentatively.

"Young master has no fault, why should you start a new life?"

Chen Yanjun said calmly:

"Fame, wealth, wealth, pride, and sons...the things that everyone pursues may not be what they like."

"Returning to the original intention is the only way to achieve success. Perhaps this is the original meaning of practice."

Cui Yourong looked slightly surprised and smiled.

"Then what does the young master like?"

Big breasts.

Chen Yanjun lowered his head and looked at the desk with firm eyes.

"Cherish your youth when you are still able to practice, and also cherish the people you love around you."

Cui Yourong lowered his head and smiled, then looked towards the desk.

"Annotations on Qi-nourishing Techniques and a Comprehensive Manual on Shence's Military and Physical Techniques. I didn't expect the young master to pick up these two books again."

Chen Yanjun shook his head.

"I haven't really read into it."

Cui Yourong said:

"I have more classics in my room. If you need them, sir, you can follow me to choose the right ones."

Chen Yanjun doesn't want to aim too high.

"Thank you madam, there will be a need, but not now... I want to start practicing again from the beginning."

"Get off your horse and look at the flowers. Don't miss the empty name. Don't dare to insult my wife's three years of support."

Cui Yourong's willow eyes moved slightly, and he seemed to be able to see the sharpness in Chen Yanjun's eyes.

"Your health is important, sir. Don't force yourself. I will find someone to prepare some herbs for qi and body training later in the evening."

"It's time for you, Madam."

…

As he bid farewell to his wife, Chen Yanjun never mentioned marrying her.

Maybe Madam also had intentions deep down in her heart, but it was just out of gratitude or her preference for handsome scholars.

This feeling was obviously not enough for her to commit herself to her original owner, or to formally marry him.

Immortals and mortals have different paths, and the matter of dual cultivation must also focus on being well-matched, and marriage is not just a matter between two people.

In a marriage where cultivation and family background are unequal, even if the two are happy, they will end up in trouble because of all kinds of trivial matters.
To be continued...