i have a sword fairy

Chapter 178 Because Mingyue Likes To Write Poems
Concubine Zhao Ling came to Ye Lanzhi, staring at the embarrassing expression of her junior sister, feeling a little troubled.

Just now Zhao Rong briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter to Concubine Zhao Ling.

How did you send your love letter to another woman?
She felt a little sad and anxious.

However, Brother Rong's frank and sincere attitude afterwards made her more satisfied.

It's just that Concubine Zhao Ling stubbornly feels that she still needs to clarify some things, especially when she thinks that her husband may be misunderstood by other women as a frivolous libertine. Some people can't sit still, and they can't get up "without contending"...

It's hard for men to explain, so let her say it.

Thinking of this, Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes showed some sadness and helplessness, why once something involved the man behind her, she seemed to be a different person, caring about this and that, different from usual.

Concubine Zhao Ling was a little annoyed, but at the same time, there was something unspeakable in her heart... longing, and she did not reject the changes he brought.

The flat and deserted life in the past was too simple and boring, like a piece of pure white paper, and he was the most interesting color, from before to now, it has always been like a bright paint, and now it is domineering to fill her. clean and white.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at it for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her hand and took Ye Lanzhi's hand who was at a loss: "Junior Sister, I'm sorry."

Her tone was apologetic and sincere.

Ye Lanzhi was startled, this was the first time since she met Concubine Zhao Ling.

Ye Lanzhi felt Zhao Lingfei's cool fingertips, and hurriedly waved the other hand, "Senior sister, don't do this, you haven't done anything wrong, so why apologize."

"I'm apologizing to you on behalf of Brother Rong'er. Their rough hands and feet caused this misunderstanding and offended you...Junior Sister, that love letter was actually written by Brother Rong'er...I'm really sorry , if he does this again next time, I'll just... beat him up."

In the back, Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, good guy, this sentence makes people feel flustered...

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know that her casual remark made Zhao Rong jump.

After finishing speaking, Concubine Zhao Ling looked at Ye Lanzhi's flushed face, she hesitated to speak, but she still gritted her teeth, "Junior Sister, is that love letter really not with you..."

When Ye Lanzhi thought of the misunderstanding that occurred when she talked with Zhao Rong just now, she felt her face burning hot. Seeing that Lingfei Senior Sister came to ask for this letter again, she said in a panic: "Yes, Yes, here it is for you."

After finishing speaking, he took out a Sumi object that looked like a hosta, and rummaged through it.

Zhao Lingfei felt relieved, squeezed Ye Lanzhi's hand, and smiled slightly. "Thank you, Junior Sister."

Afterwards, she took the letter from the latter in a hurry, put it in her sleeve, spoke to Ye Lanzhi softly, relieved the embarrassment in her heart, and then turned and left.

Ye Lanzhi looked at Zhao Lingfei's light-footed back, and felt that everything that happened just now was like a dream.

Is this still Senior Sister Lingfei?

Ye Lanzhi thought of Zhao Lingfei's demeanor and words just now, and felt that she was a different person compared to the former Lingfei senior sister whom she admired.

This heavenly girl from the four prefectures of the Taiqing Dynasty was not like this in front of everyone in the past.

It turns out...we actually didn't really understand her...know her other side...

Ye Lanzhi stared blankly, feeling that this kind of Lingfei senior sister, compared with the past, has a little more smoke and fire, and is no longer so daunting.

Suddenly, she tilted her head quietly, staring at the smiling Zhao Rong sitting with Concubine Zhao Ling with complicated eyes.

And all of this is almost certain to be caused by this ordinary-looking man...

It turned out that those rumors before... were true.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know that the junior sister behind her was thinking so much, she returned to her seat.

Facing Zhao Rong's smiling face, Concubine Zhao Ling didn't look sideways or glance at her.

I don't want to ignore him.

She sat down directly, turned the pages of the book, and looked down intently, as if someone didn't exist.

Zhao Rong was a little helpless.

As for his wife's petty temper, he has recently fully experienced it. Hey, she is not as obedient and obedient as she was when she was a child, and she has more feminine temper.

I remember that when I was a child, I ran around behind Zhao Rong every day, listening to him obediently and docilely in everything.

If Zhao Rong is angry and unhappy, she will think of ways to make him laugh and make him happy.

And sometimes Zhao Rong was sad because of some things in the school—they were all strange childhood troubles, and Qing Jun would go to pull his clothes, watch his face carefully, and stand next to him without saying a word. Zhao Rong sat on the steps with his chin resting on his knees, and was sad with him.

Most of the time when I was a child in the deep house of Duke Jingnan's Mansion, it was actually full of countless interesting things, they would smile happily, and whenever these times, Qingjun always had the brightest smile, even Qianqian The little girl who likes to show her teeth and giggle is not as brilliant as her.

In the Four Seasons Hall, in the back row, Zhao Rong's expression was a little dazed. Today, for some reason, those dusty memories washed over his mind again.

Concubine Zhao Ling was reading a book with her head down. He tilted his head and stared blankly at her quiet profile.

The eyelashes are long, trembling up and down, the long autumn eyes are really beautiful, the narrow and slightly curled eyes are much more beautiful than her eyes when she was a child, but at the same time, Qingjun is full of coldness when he is not smiling, especially the one The adorable tear mole was on the other half of the face, Zhao Rong couldn't see it when he was sitting on the right, so the side face reflected in his eyes at this moment was full of aloofness that repulses others thousands of miles away.

Can you imagine that the cold and cheerless woman in front of you was a quiet little girl when she was young, but at that time she was very fond of laughing, just like a pure green lotus blooming from time to time, The snow-white petals are covered with large patches of pink, which often surprises people unexpectedly.

Naivety.

At that time, Zhao Rong could easily make Qing Jun laugh, she was not far away at all, she was always by his side.

Unlike now, most of the time his face was calm, even if he smiled at him, it was only lightly, even though he was still beautiful, Zhao Rong always felt that something was missing.

what is it?

He was lost in thought.

That's what Zhao Rong wants to get back now, even once.

In memory, Zhao Rong occasionally made Qing Jun angry.

Once, because I kept hearing from people of the same age in the house that there was a vicious big water monster suppressed by the ancestors of the Zhao family at the bottom of the lake next to the Cheng'en Tower, Zhao Rong, who was fearless at the time, had just learned how to swim, so he wanted to go into the water to have a look. But Qing Jun and Qian'er, who were following behind, kept holding him back.

But at that time, Zhao Rong was not willing to listen, so he split her hand and went into the water willfully, but at the moment when he was about to enter the water, he seemed to hear the unprecedented cry of a little girl—Qing Jun rarely cried, No matter how much he bullied her in the past, she would accept it with a submissive smile, which made Zhao Rong a little embarrassed.

When Zhao Rong came back from exploring underwater, by the lake, the girl who didn't cry no matter how bullied, her petite body was sitting on the ground and twitching intermittently, her voice was hoarse and choked, it was already crying pear blossoms with rain, Heartbroken.

Zhao Rong scratched his head and walked over, wanting to take the clothes she kept, but Qing Jun held his clothes tightly, curled up his delicate body tightly, sniffed his nose, and stared blankly at the "just now" with hazy and tearful eyes. "Swallowed" Zhao Rong's deep lake water, no matter what he ignored him, and he didn't return his clothes wet with tears.

Then Zhao Rong went back with bare pants... In the end, he was taught a lesson by his mother, and Qingjun didn't talk to him for three days, but Zhao Rong didn't try to coax her either. Three days later, she recovered on her own...

The reason why Zhao Rong remembered it so clearly was because this was the first time Qing Jun was angry in his memory, although it was just thunder and rain.

When Qingjun was a child, he accommodated him and obeyed him like this, and this should be the reason why Zhao Rong never cared about her when he had not awakened the memory of his previous life, right?What does her feeling have to do with me?
The favored are always confident.

But now, Concubine Zhao Ling has changed a lot...

So for Zhao Rong now, the woman in front of him who ignores him has temporarily become "everything that can't be obtained is always in commotion"?
Zhao Rong was full of thoughts, staring at her cold side face in a daze.

Even though he knew that Concubine Zhao Ling's stance, which was far-sighted and not to be played with, was temporarily playing with her temper, but Zhao Rong still felt a little empty in his heart for some reason.

Compared with the previous Qingjun, what is missing in the current Qingjun?

Zhao Rong stared blankly at Concubine Zhao Ling.

Outside the Four Seasons Hall, the rain that has been raining for two days has stopped, and the eaves are dripping with water droplets, hitting the ground, tick-tock-tick, before class, there is a rumbling noise in the hall, and even Zhao Rong can still feel good Lines of sight swept across him and Zhao Lingfei...

However, at this moment, Zhao Rong doesn't care about all of this.

He only has eyes for her.

Zhao Rong suddenly said: "Qingjun, I like you."

Zhao Lingfei, who was concentrating on reading, pursed her lips, without tilting her head, she was quiet for a while, "Why?"

"Because Mingyue likes to write poems."

"Why does Mingyue like to write poems?"

"Because I like you without a reason."

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes trembled, and in the next second, fiery red rouge gradually filled her fair cheeks.

slowly.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the arc became more and more curved and deeper, and finally, it turned into a full moon.

The woman lowered her head shyly, her eyes were full of brilliance, and her smile was bright, just like the bright greengage in full bloom when she was a child.

No longer cold and distant, right in front of the present moment!
Zhao Rong suffocated for breath, it was this lowering of the head, and this smile, which was what he was dreaming about and was thinking about hard.

next moment.

Zhao Rong leaned forward.

Lips touched her cheek.

　PS: This chapter is very short, and the writing is slow... I know it's not good, but I still can't help but want to write about the daily life. Brothers, scold me, I will hide.

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