i have a sword fairy

Chapter 190

Zhao Rong didn't know that Qingjun had thought so much.

If he knew, even if he thought he had a thick skin, he would probably blush...

Concubine Zhao Ling hugged Zhao Rong's arm, leaned against him, stared at the teacup on the table without blinking, and whispered: "I like it so much."

Zhao Rong was taken aback, then looked down at her, "What?"

Concubine Zhao Ling looked up at him with a serious tone, "I like that song "Shangxie" very much."

Zhao Rong said softly, "If you like it, I'll write it for you."

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly, and shook her head quickly, "No, no, I only need one song, don't write any more, homework is important..."

She thought of something, squinted her eyes and said happily: "Brother Rong, the short sentences you wrote to me every day before are very good. You don't force yourself at all in the poems you enter, and... in the future... you don't have to write gone."

Zhao Rong was overjoyed, of course he knew what she meant by what she said last.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "You keep those love letters with fragments of poetry in them, and turn around... Husband wants to check, um, and I have a surprise for you."

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at Zhao Rong blinking and blinking, seeing him in high spirits, she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, but when she thought of those love letters, she also had "reply letters with inscriptions".

Zhao Lingfei's cheeks fluttered, a little shy, but she still hugged Zhao Rong's arm and nodded seriously.

Seeing the obedient appearance of the lady, Zhao Rong suddenly thought of something on his mind. He blinked and said tentatively, "Qingjun."

"Ok?"

"Did you forget something?"

Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly taken aback, and looked at Zhao Rong. She was already smart and smart, and immediately realized that her husband was asking for something from her, and she was ready to answer, but in the next second, Concubine Zhao Ling had another thought.

She narrowed her long eyes, and said with a slight smile, "Brother Rong, what's the matter?"

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "Good lady, that, cough, where is my Moyu."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and stared at him without speaking.

Zhao Rong hurriedly corrected: "It's your jade, your jade, but it's okay to give it to your husband."

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at his haste, with a smile and tenderness in her eyes.

Both of them knew what the pair of jade tokens meant.

This was a token of love from Zhao Rong's parents, and was passed on to the two by Zhao's mother.

They got engaged with this pair of jade cards, and they misunderstood because of the jade cards on the wedding night. Now the two have finally cleared up their suspicions. The pair of jade cards that were supposed to be exchanged on the night of the bridal chamber are still one step away from completing the exchange of love for life. The jade ceremony made Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling completely determined.

Are they important?
Very important.

Maybe with the current relationship between the two, this pair of jade cards is no longer needed to maintain or consolidate anything, but Zhao Rong knows that exchanging jade cards is an essential step,
Because, he and Qingjun need this sense of ritual.

This is especially true for men and women in this world.

Like the wedding ceremony, this jade return ceremony must be completed completely, and there must be no less steps.

Zhao Rong wants to give Qing Jun everything he should give, and he cannot wrong her at all, including this sacred sense of ritual, it is a promise, and it is also another kind of vow of eternal love.

Just imagine, how many years later, when Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling held hands to look back on the past, among the countless ordinary daily life, what can really impress the two of them, except sadness In addition to the emotional ups and downs of joy, isn't it just such solemn and solemn things as wedding visits and jade exchanges?
Concubine Zhao Ling pulled Zhao Rong down, and corrected softly: "No, Brother Rong, Mo Yu belongs to you, Bai Yu belongs to you, and I... also belong to you, but..."

Zhao Rong waited with bright eyes.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled slightly, her jade lips parted slightly: "Mo Yu wants you to fetch it yourself."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, a little confused: "Qingjun, why don't you give me some hints?"

Concubine Zhao Ling hugged Zhao Rong's arm, tilted her head and thought for a while, at a certain moment, she turned her eyes away from Zhao Rong, nodded slightly, her face blushed imperceptibly, and her voice was very small, "On the body Woolen cloth."

Zhao Rong raised his brows, leaned his upper body back slightly, and looked at Concubine Zhao Ling's attire from a distance.

She was wearing an elegant moon-white chest-length skirt, and she didn't wear any extra accessories except for the wooden hairpin with her hair curled up all over her body... Where is the shadow of a jade pendant?
Shouldn't it be in Qingjun's Sumeru, how can people get it?

Zhao Rong had a headache.

As if she was a little shy from his presumptuous eyes looking up and down, Concubine Zhao Ling pulled Zhao Rong's arm with both hands, pulling him back, and the two got close again.

Zhao Rong was still frowning and thinking, but then, a soft, soft touch came from his arm...

My heart fluttered.

Zhao Rong glanced down slightly.

It turned out to be caught in two colorful clouds like cotton candy.

Inextricable.

But before he had time to savor it for a while, someone pulled it out for him...

Concubine Zhao Ling seemed to have sensed something, and hurriedly let go of Zhao Rong's arm.

The two separated immediately.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head shyly, unable to see her expression clearly, her chest fluctuated.

Zhao Rong coughed in embarrassment, sat up straight, and began to watch the current lively events on the Yaji without looking sideways.

I saw Liu Kongyi, who was attracting the audience's attention at the moment, she smiled and said something helplessly.

Zhao Rong listened attentively.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head to look at the quietly flowing Nuanxi.

just.

a moment.

She glanced at Zhao Rong quietly, her face flushed.

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When Liu Kongyi saw that her speech for climbing a building attracted everyone's attention and attention, the corners of Liu Kongyi's lips curled up.

In fact, a climbing piece is not so precious to those students from Tianzhi Realm.

Because the climbing products can only condense the aura of heaven and earth and store it once. Although the aura in it has been refined and is more pure, it is a drop in the bucket for the massive aura required by the Tianzhi realm. A poem for climbing a building can only improve their aura cultivation a little. It's just for nothing, unlike the Haoran Realm before.

And for those academy scholars, there is not much fuss about the climbing pieces, because in Linlu Academy, if there are not five or six new climbing pieces born at a literary meeting, it is considered shameful and there is no face-to-face If there are fallen flowers that can be made on the spot, then the literary fair will be considered a success.

However, Liu Kongyi is not a Confucian monk, she is a Taoist cultivator of the Taiyi Mansion, and she is also a woman. She can write poetry on the spot, which has reached a good level among the scholars of the Academy. Don’t you see someone like Li Jinshu? Scholars who are not good at poetry and law just sit quietly on the sidelines and praise her. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to call her a talented woman.

Liu Kongyi is a top-ranked Taoist and beautiful jade in the Taiyi Mansion, and he can compose Confucian climbing works or even falling flower poems in his spare time. This kind of talent and comprehension that can be mastered at a glance, Liu Kongyi does have the capital to be proud of.

Suddenly, Liu Kongyi's heart moved, and he remembered the poem titled "Tianxianzi" that he filled out not long ago.

At that time, she felt it, splashed ink in front of the window, and wrote it in one go. When she was writing, she only felt that the words and sentences were better than the poems she wrote in the past.

The language is cleverly crafted, and the scene creates emotion, which is full of ethereal beauty.

It is very possible to create a realm and fall into the flower category.

However, what Liu Kongyi never expected was that when she stopped writing, there was no abnormal appearance in this poem.

Liu Kongyi had some headaches, because this poem might be able to enter the Luohua category, which is very rare for her.

So in the past few days, Liu Kongyi has changed the song "The Fairy" over and over again, refining the words and sentences, and creating an artistic conception.

But nothing was gained, the poem written on paper did not cause the slightest wave of spiritual energy in the world.

Liu Kongyi was very bored, and often lost his mind, refining his words and sentences, and even had some doubts whether this poem had the potential to fall into the flower category.

So today she and Du Yifu invited some students from Taiyi Mansion to Nuanxi to hold an anthology. They wanted to relieve their worries, but they didn't expect to meet Ye Ruoxi from Xiaoyao Mansion to hold an elegant fair, so the two parties discussed and organized it together.

Liu Kongyi thought of that poem in her heart, and frowned slightly. She casually looked around at the men in the gathering, and her eyes stopped slightly on Du Yifu and others.

Liu Kongyi's eyes flashed.

　No goo this time.good night guys...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)