Wu Zhen held the pipa with one hand, plucked the strings with the other hand, hung it on his elbow, and swayed slightly along her movements. The bright lamp illuminated half of her cheeks, and the skin was shining brightly. The dancers and musicians stopped and sat around and looked up at her - she was like the most conspicuous flower among the magnificent clusters of flowers.

Wu Zhen played Wanniang's song slightly, and inadvertently looked up and saw the gaze of the Langjun not far away. Her husband sat upright and meticulously, with no expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to be full of glow, and he looked at her with concentration, as if no one in this world existed, she was the only one.

When his heart moved, Wu Zhen suddenly thought that Lang Jun’s eyes were born well, and he usually felt ordinary, but occasionally when the spirit was bright, he was very attractive.

She wanted to put down the pipa after a song, but then she suddenly changed her mind. When her wrist moved, the sound of the pipa rose again. This time, she not only played the pipa, but also sang softly.

"A young man, with elegant and talented trees and branches, elegant and beautiful trees, fragrant grass, and orchids far away..."

"...I don't know that the gods are good, let's grow old together with you..."

Mei Zhuyu was stunned when she heard this, her ears were slightly red, but she still looked at Wu Zhen with bright eyes. She did not play with her eyes hanging down like before, but looked up from time to time to look at him. As her eyes flowed, it made him feel in a state of mind. She couldn't help but hold it tightly in her hands to restrain her mood.

People at that time were so bold and unrestrained. Wu Zhen’s song was a widely sang song called "He Xinlang". As soon as Wu Zhen opened his mouth and the tunes were together, everyone couldn’t help but look at Mei Zhuyu, winking and showing a teasing smile.

‘Sister Zhen is teasing her little husband?’

‘Yo I can’t even listen. Why did Sister Zhen watch Mei Family Dalang while singing? Isn’t this intentionally making people embarrassed?’

‘I don’t see it, why do I suddenly feel a little envious?’

After conveying the meaning to each other with their eyes, everyone felt that it was not enough. After Wu Zhen finished singing a song, many people coughed at the same time, and some people clapped their hands and applauded, "Do you hear that, you have a great face. Sister Zhen doesn't sing it easily. Now I'm singing a song for you."

"Oh, so many people are watching, Wu Erniang, please restrain yourself!" Some people deliberately laughed and joked.

Wu Zhen put down the pipa and returned to Mei Zhuyu. He glanced at the fun-loving guy with his fingers, "Go, everyone sings a song for me. Today I sing them all, you can't escape."

Another laughed: "Will Mr. Mei Da sing?"

Wu Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Of course I won't sing. My husband will sing it to me when he comes home. Don't think about it." She didn't need to think about it. Her husband would definitely not sing such songs. She brought him to play, but she didn't want him to be laughed at.

She protected her like this, and no one here didn't give her face. She immediately talked and laughed, and some people went up to sing songs. Of course, some people sang well and some didn't sang well, but everyone was familiar with each other and kept joking and joking. Although there were not many people, they were very lively.

After playing together for a while, Mei Zhuyu's relationship with them improved a lot. Wu Zhen rested in Mei Zhuyu's house the next day, slept until midnight, and told him about the people he knew.

"I don't know many officials from the Ministry of Justice, but I know both the son and nephew of the Minister of Justice. I used to play with me, and I have some face. I also know you, Mr. Xu, too. I have helped him a lot in the past. If you have any trouble, you can go to him. I have greeted him..."

Although Mei Zhuyu didn't understand why Wu Zhen thought he was bullied in the Ministry of Justice, she was so concerned and thoughtful that he was naturally happy in his heart and didn't care about anything. He just looked at her softly and responded in a low voice, not wiping her kindness.

As for Wu Zhen, it was the first time she took care of people so thoughtfully and carefully. Sometimes she thought it was strange to herself. She just thought it was not important to have many husbands at the beginning, but now she was unconsciously protecting her. No wonder a lady who was close to her joked that she was fascinated by the vixen. Wu Zhen suddenly raised his hand and held Mei Zhuyu's cheek and looked closer. Her tough cheeks and ordinary appearance could be said to be a good look, but she definitely couldn't be called a good look.

There is no vixen who is not astonishingly beautiful as a vixen.

Wu Zhen scratched Mei Zhuyu's chin, and then saw the Adam's apple move slightly. Then the man who was copying the book put down his pen, held her hand and kissed her forehead quite restrainedly.

Wu Zhen was held by him, and felt his forehead was being kissed with a hot brow, and then he smiled and reached out to scratch the husband's Adam's apple. Mei Zhuyu raised her head and let out a breath, and grabbed her other hand. Wu Zhen was grabbed by him, and did not struggle. He seemed to be playing around and took a bite on his chin.

Young people, especially young men, cannot withstand teasing at all, let alone the one who teases him is his lover, who worships the wife of his ancestors and heaven and earth. If Mei Zhuyu had not had enough concentration, she would have been unable to resist grinding together now.

But the sun was shining outside, and Wu Zhen obviously didn't want to do that. Her eyes were full of playful expressions. She thought he was so interesting. Mei Zhuyu had no choice but to do anything to her, and she was increasingly unable to believe her own self-control. So he suddenly stood up, walked out with the book in his arms, and hid on the steps under the back window to copy.

Wu Zhen stayed alone for a while and felt bored. Although the little husband didn't like to play, she didn't feel bored when he was there, which was strange. Although Wu Zhen was a few years older than Mei Zhuyu, he was so arrogant that he became willful after getting close to others. She got up and followed the steps under the window.

There was a cluster of bamboo growing there, and the fine sunlight jumped in the gaps of the bamboo shadows, and some fell on Mei Zhuyu's head and face. He sat on the green steps, and his back looked particularly beautiful against the backdrop of the green bamboo. Wu Zhen walked over, broke a small newly grown green bamboo branch, and then lay on Mei Zhuyu's back.

Mei Zhuyu was caught off guard by her and bent down. He felt the soft body behind his back, and he lowered his head and copied silently. In fact, this is not an important thing, and it doesn't matter whether he copys or not, but... if he doesn't find something to do in his hands, his attention will be unable to help but keep on Wu Zhen. If there are too many people, it's better if they are alone, and he will not be able to help thinking about something that is not very, very bright. A cultivator has few desires, but now... it's really too contrary to his practice habits for many years.

From discovering that I have a slap, to facing the uncontrolled slap, Mei Zhuyu is still working hard. Now she just wants to not be too abrupt, at least not just think about the unspeakable things at all times.

Wu Zhen lay on the back of the husband and looked at the words he wrote. He felt that the words were a little different from those of the husband himself. In her opinion, he was peaceful and honest, with little expression but generous and kind. But his hand was so sharp that he didn't quite match him. If Wu Zhen only looked at the words, he would think that the person who wrote the words was a cold and sharp dangerous man.

People say that the words are like the other person, and this way, it seems that it is not entirely true. Wu Zhen thought to himself, pulling Mei Zhuyu's earlobe, "Get up, go back to the room to write, don't you feel uncomfortable here?"

Seeing Mei Zhuyu hesitate, she laughed again, "I won't mess with you anymore."

Pulling the person back into the study, Wu Zhen inserted the green bamboo branch he was playing with in his hand into a small tank filled with clear water on the desk, and then got up and wanted to leave. Mei Zhuyu saw that she was about to leave, subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

Wu Zhen originally wanted to go out, but when he saw him showing some reluctance, he quickly noticed his restrained appearance. He felt soft and changed his mind temporarily and said, "If you don't go anywhere, I'll take a nap next to you, don't worry about me."

As expected, she went to the window to take a nap. The window here was wide open and the shade was covered with the back. There was a pool of water outside. The cool breeze was blowing and the green grass was fragrant, which was a good place to rest.

He was idle during the day and was slutty until midnight at night. Wu Zhen smiled and joked about Mei Lang and said that he had become a different person at night. Two days later, Wu Zhen was called back to the demon market by the snake man Liu Taizhen.

"What, what's wrong?"

Liu Taizhen handed her a red paper letter and asked her to read it by herself. Wu Zhen took the ten lines of reading this letter with sincere and humble words and said, "It's rare that my family moved to Chang'an Demon City, and there were more than 40 monsters at once. No wonder you wanted to call me here."

Putting down the red paper, Wu Zhen asked, "Have you investigated it? Why did this family's vixen suddenly move to Chang'an? It's really like they wrote?"

Liu Taizhen said: "Almost all, they lived in Quzhou. The large human family that originally supported them was destroyed, and they had no support. Moreover, there was no peace in Quzhou recently. It seemed that some big monsters were making trouble. These vixen are not strong enough. If they want to protect their tribe, they might as well move to Chang'an. After all, we are here to protect them. Generally, monsters can live a good life without causing trouble."

Wu Zhen: "Then have you promised to let them move in?"

Liu Taizhen pointed to a red sandalwood box beside her with the pen. Wu Zhen went over and opened it and nodded, "Yes, it's good, it's quite sincere, so let them move in."

After all, it is the most prosperous city in the world, with a large population and a large number of monsters, and there are also cats and snakes protecting them. Naturally, no monster can live in the monster market. First of all, you must ensure that you do not do anything that harms ordinary people and do not cause trouble. Then of course, you must not know that it is interesting and wink.

There is a small family of vixen in Quzhou, with more than 40 monsters who have moved to Chang'an City from afar. Wu Zhen and Liu Taizhen have a good attitude because of the box of things, so they personally took them to the demon market.

If you want to live in the demon market, you have to stamp two treasure seals on your body. The two seals are held by the Cat and the Snake. After stamping these two seals on your body, you can freely enter and exit the East and West Demon Market without being treated as stolen. Furthermore, if these two treasure seals are stamped, if they are killed in Chang'an, the Cat and the Snake will notice it. It is a talisman.

In the quiet night in Chang'an, a red lantern illuminated the surroundings. Carrying the lantern was a yellow-skinned fox wearing a white shirt. Behind him were four slightly smaller foxes carrying a sedan chair, with only three-tailed white foxes sitting inside. Behind the sedan chair were followed by some foxes carrying boxes. Although they looked like foxes, their movements and expressions were the same as humans.

The foxes stopped at the entrance of the dark East-West Market. The foxes in the sedan chair came out and saluted the door. Then the light flashed and the foxes disappeared. When they appeared again, there was already a lively scene in the East-West Monster Market. All the things that came and went, there were inhuman things. There were two tall figures standing under the door.

"Welcome to Chang'an Demon City." Wu Zhen, wearing a crimson lapel, smiled at them, and Liu Taizhen, who was standing beside her, wearing a moon-white skirt, nodded to them lightly.
Chapter completed!