i have a sword fairy

Chapter 212 Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, Qingjun is lovely
Zhao Rong was about to follow through the door.

Just the next second, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly stopped and turned around, reached out and pressed Zhao Rong's chest, stopping his steps.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head, and Qing Jing in her arms imitated her tilting her head.

One big and one small looked at Zhao Rong together.

"Brother Rong, what are you doing?"

Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide and his expression was slightly stiff. He never expected to be stopped by Qingjun.

In other words, it’s already here, and I’m still not allowed to go in for a cup of hot tea...

Seeing the playful look in Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes, Zhao Rong bit the bullet and said: "Qing Jun, I'm a little thirsty, do you have any tea in the room, I'll go in and take a sip before leaving."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip, pretended to be thinking, thought for a while, and nodded.

Zhao Rong's eyes lit up, and he was about to speak, but Qing Jun's voice had already sounded.

"Yes, Brother Rong, wait here, don't move around, I'll pour you a glass."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Rong's reaction, she slammed the courtyard door and went into the house to fetch water.

Outside the door, Zhao Rong stood in the cool wind, gradually petrified, his shoulders collapsed, and he gasped for air, feeling that the cool wind was very harsh, like being poured with a plate of cold water.

Zhao Rong frowned, a little untenable, so he walked back and forth outside the courtyard gate, turned his head several times to look at the closed door, and frowned even more.

After a while, the courtyard door was finally opened.

Concubine Zhao Ling walked out with a steaming teacup in both hands. Beside her, Qing Jing was holding a cloth bag in both hands, floating in the air, swaying left and right.

Holding the tea, Concubine Zhao Ling looked up at Brother Rong'er, seeing him with a straight face, crossed his arms and crossed his chest, looking at her expressionlessly.

Concubine Zhao Ling blinked and handed over the teacup, "Brother Rong, drink tea."

Zhao Rong turned his head away and did not move.

She squinted her long and beautiful eyes, her eyes were clear, seeing Brother Rong's rare childish appearance, she had no choice but to say again:

"Husband, drink tea."

The voice was soft, coaxing Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong didn't turn his head and remained motionless.

"Husband~"

Zhao Lingfei's tone was a little begging.

Zhao Rong finally spoke, and said angrily: "If you don't let me in to drink, then what are you bringing me here for?"

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, staring at the teacup in her hand, her eyes closed and she remained silent.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, still turned his head away, and didn't look at her, but reached out to take the cup of hot tea that was blown and blown by a certain woman before going out, leaving some rouge behind, and brought it to his mouth , He drank it down like a cow with his head raised, but he didn't taste the rouge flavor and the right temperature in the tea at all.

Concubine Zhao Ling took back the teacup with both hands, looked down at the empty cup with only a few tea leaves, and smiled slightly.

She looked at Brother Rong'er's angry expression again, and was quiet for a while, then reached out to fetch the cloth bag that Qing Jing was carrying.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei opened the cloth bag and saw several thick Confucian shirts inside. Her fingers pinched a corner of the clothes and rubbed them carefully.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and stared at the delicate and solid fabrics, her brows were full of tenderness and a little complacency.

"Brother Rong, the weather is getting colder, you should add more clothes."

Zhao Rong's tone was stiff, "No, it's not cold."

Concubine Zhao Ling knew of Yi Rong'er brother's current physique, so the autumn cold was nothing, as long as she wore a thin school uniform.

But she still held the cloth bag in both hands and handed it to Zhao Rong, with a firm expression on her face, she shook her head, "No way, Brother Rong, we must add autumn clothes in autumn. In the past... Aunt Liu knitted autumn clothes for us every year."

Now that she's gone, I'll come.

Concubine Zhao Ling continued softly in her heart.

Zhao Rong heard the man's name, fell silent for a while, let go of his crossed hands, lowered his head, grabbed the cloth bag in front of him, and put it in Xumiwu.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Ling smiled sweetly. She raised her head and stared at Zhao Rong without blinking.

Zhao Rong didn't look at her, but looked around. At this time, there was no one around, and the night was silent. The two stood at the gate of the courtyard. If there were pedestrians passing by on the bluestone path in the distance, their vision would be blocked by a jungle. not here.

He turned around with his sleeves wrapped around, turned sideways to Qingjun, looked at the Qingshi path, and said softly: "Is there anything else?"

Concubine Zhao Ling saw that he didn't look at her from the beginning to the end, and her smile gradually disappeared. She raised her eyes to stare at Zhao Rong's side face, and whispered an excuse.

"You, you haven't got Moyu yet."

Because I didn't get the jade, I couldn't go in.

The jade was not exchanged on the night of the bridal chamber, so the two missed it. If they exchanged for jade now, it would be the night of the bridal chamber.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, thinking of that piece of black jade, he felt a little headache, "Who knows where you put your jade, how can I get it."

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at Zhao Rong's face, and said softly, "Brother Rong, it's on me."

Zhao Rong was speechless, "If you are hiding in Sumeru, how can I get it?"

He turned his back to her, "It's just making things difficult for others."

Concubine Zhao Ling hesitated to speak, but finally she kept her eyes shut.

Because she did it on purpose at the moment, and didn't want to give the jade to Brother Rong.

It wasn't because she was reserved and shy, on the contrary, Concubine Zhao Ling was afraid that she would be too unreserved and shy in front of Zhao Rong, and everything was according to him and according to his wishes.

Brother Rong's ascending to the heaven realm is now a critical period for polishing his foundation, how can he give him jade?

If it's Fuyao Realm, it's okay to say...

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly reached out her hand, put away the white jade around her waist, and no longer wore it. When will Zhao Rong get the black jade that she has hinted at many times, and Concubine Zhao Ling will wear it together with him as a pair.

"If you want to send me autumn clothes, just let me wait at the door of the jingshe. Why bother to bring me here..."

When I came, I was not allowed to go in for tea.

After saying that, Zhao Rong kept a straight face, but still couldn't help but squinted at Qingjun, seeing that she didn't answer, and looked like a little girl who lowered her head and bit her lip to make a mistake, his heart softened suddenly, and most of his anger disappeared.

Zhao Rong pondered for a while, still expressionless, but his tone was a little softer, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first, you have a good rest."

Zhao Rong, who had been facing the bluestone path, walked straight forward, against the cool wind.

next second.

His hand was grabbed, and his footsteps stopped.

Concubine Zhao Ling grabbed Zhao Rong and led him back.

"Don't go," she said.

"Don't go."

Repeated again.

Zhao Rong felt the strength in Qingjun's hand, and felt that something was wrong with her tonight, so he frowned and said, "Qingjun, is there anything else?"

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded lightly, her chest rose and fell slightly, she wanted to speak several times, but swallowed it back, and stopped talking.

Under Zhao Rong's suspicious gaze, Concubine Zhao Ling was quiet for a while, then suddenly reached out and took out a green lotus embroidered brocade pouch from her sleeve.

She smiled.

"The prices in Duyou City are a bit expensive...Brother Rong, if you have something you like, you can buy it with confidence. I will give you my purse, which contains some green scorpion money and colorful butterfly money. If it is not enough, I still have some." , I haven’t used the monthly rewards and big competition rewards in the mansion on weekdays. I have saved them all. In addition, Uncle Kun is in charge of the money at home, but he will definitely give me as much as I need. If you want it, I will give it to you. I'll give it all to you, don't be angry, just be happy, okay?"

Concubine Zhao Ling held the Qinglian purse in front of Zhao Rong, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat offering money, waiting for the happiness and praise of her sweetheart.

Zhao Rong's heart trembled as he looked at the woman in front of him who offered his "heart" to him.

He quickly straightened his face and glanced sideways at her.

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

(End of this chapter)