i have a sword fairy

Chapter 237 Subduing the White Tiger
"Gui, can you let her see my heart lake?"

Zhao Rong said in a low voice.

"No, I'm not sure if she has a way to see me through the heart lake. It stands to reason that she, a young Sword Cultivator of Grand Virtue Realm, doesn't have such a rare and special method."

Gui categorically refused, and gave Zhao Rong a wave of analysis in a calm tone, "However, if you are not afraid of [-], you are just in case. The magical power of her first-class flying sword is still unknown. To be on the safe side, don't show it to her to prevent it This seat is exposed..."

"No, return." Zhao Rong interrupted its words, and said in a serious tone:
"I want to ask Qing Jun if he can see my thoughts clearly, or use the color and movement of his heart to detect lies. As for you, a rotten street grandfather in a storybook novel, what can you hide? , I saw it when I saw it, if Qingjun didn't ask, I would have told her, maybe Qingjun would still admire Brother Rong'er, who seems to be the son of destiny."

"???"

Gui really wanted to ask Zhao Rong if this was a human language, but he still didn't ask, because the answer was obvious, no, such a doggy sword master should have died earlier, so let's be next.

Gui said in a tone of agreement, "What Mr. Zhao said is extremely true, and the old man on the street is not worthy of talking to you." After saying that, it will ignore Zhao Rong and let this dog sword master fend for himself , do not serve.

Zhao Rong shook his head secretly. How could he feel that he was a hard-to-serve master again, so no one could worry about it. It seems that besides the imminent art of imperial concubine, he had to study "sword imperial art" some other day, so he should treat it well. Cure this sword spirit.

In other words, it's the little little doormat that saves worry and effort. After coaxing her a few words, she can do whatever she is asked to do. Sometimes if "the mind slips", he will take care of her a few times, and then she will become limp and silly again. Hurrah.

And I don't know if it's the racial talent bonus of the fox clan. This stupid girl in the daytime, when it's not a daytime, but another day, can draw inferences from one example, and know that she has moved with just one look.

For some reason, Zhao Rong's mind reappeared again, Xiao Xiao, who had been away for nearly two months, hurriedly dispelled these thoughts.

Suddenly came back to his senses, Zhao Rong, who was sitting on the chair, looked up at Qing Jun in front of him. She was looking out of the Yating with her face turned away, as if she was angry. With an indifferent aura that neither strangers nor husbands should get close to.

Zhao Rong secretly thought it was tricky.

But he still didn't dare to let her take a look at his heart lake. Just now, he was careless and unrestrained, and unconsciously fell in love with Xiao Xiao. This is what Zhao Rong finds strange recently. He often thinks of Xiao Xiao, but After thinking about it for a while, he found that the reason might be that the autumn is dry and he has been away for a long time, which makes people "get angry", and the current Qingjun is just killing and not burying --- if Qingjun takes a look, She also happens to have weird tricks...

Then don't even think about coming out of the white tiger's cave to find the little fox.

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth secretly, the next moment, his brows were furrowed, and he waved his sleeve.

"Unreasonable, Qing Jun, why have you become so unreasonable." He also turned his head away, looking towards the direction outside the pavilion opposite to Concubine Zhao Ling's line of sight, with a solemn expression, and no longer looked at the woman in front of him.

Inside this unnamed elegant pavilion.

There is a young man and woman, standing and sitting together.

The standing woman, with exquisite makeup and elegant new makeup, is standing still with her arms upright, but her pretty eyes are icy.

The man sitting in danger, with a straight face, a scholarly scarf and a green shirt, is staring solemnly, already calm and speechless.

This couple, who had been newly married for more than half a year, suddenly became silently deadlocked.

The atmosphere gradually froze, until later, even the autumn wind that wrinkled the water in the lake broke into the pavilion without causing any waves.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, Zhao Rong felt that it was a long time.

At first he was able to hold on, in the frozen air that seemed to be inside an iceberg, but later on, as time ticked by, Zhao Rong only found it more and more unbearable, and even had a vague feeling auditory hallucinations.

The gentle voice of the lady came from the heart lake, and she only said, "There is no one here, the husband only needs to take the initiative to take a small step back, and we will pretend that nothing happened, and I will definitely serve you and make up for you"...

Zhao Rong pinched the flesh on his thigh calmly, the pain was slight, and the auditory hallucination disappeared.

He pursed his lips and frowned, secretly groaning inwardly.

On weekdays when the two were together, he courted Qingjun, and sometimes served tea and water for her, like just bowing down and feeding Qingjun porridge with his own hands. There is a tacit understanding, and you will not despise the other party because of the other party's "bow down" and "flattery".

It's just mutual giving, and it's more intimate and interesting than the serious relationship of raising eyebrows and getting to know each other like guests.

However, this situation at this moment is different from the usual "love and accommodation" in nature.

Zhao Rong didn't know why Qing Jun made a sudden move. Just now she had exposed the sharp fangs of the white tiger, and half falsely asked him to "never think about other women in the lake of heart". Afterwards, there was a confrontation , At this point in the stalemate scene, the bayonet is already red, and one of the two must retreat.

It must be decided temporarily, who needs the other more, who cannot do without the other more, and who is more afraid of losing the other party.

Zhao Rong also doesn't like the dull atmosphere between the two at the moment, but he is afraid that once he takes the initiative to take a small step back now, there will be many small steps and big steps waiting for him to back down in the future.

Until the end, she was completely suppressed by Qing Jun, and she took away the dominance of the relationship between the two of them, and there was no way they could turn over in the future.

Zhao Rong's originally calm brows became more and more wrinkled.

At a certain moment, he couldn't help but cast his eyes to the right first, Zhao Rong couldn't turn his head, otherwise Qing Jun would notice him and think he was showing cowardice.

Therefore, now limited by his vision, Zhao Rong could only catch a glimpse of Qing Jun's back from the corner of his eye.

She is tall, with a straight back and a high neck.

Zhao Rong felt that the current Qingjun was like a noble and arrogant phoenix bird, defending her pride, and it seemed that she would never take the initiative to look back at him.

Qingjun wanted him to surrender under her skirt.

Although it includes food, accommodation and sleep.

But Zhao Rong was still unwilling to be a slave.

What is Qingjun thinking now?
Zhao Rong glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling's beautiful figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought to himself.

Gradually, some hesitation gathered on his thin face with his back to Concubine Zhao Ling...

In a place where Zhao Rong can't see.

a moment.

The expressionless Concubine Zhao Ling's cold eyes flickered suddenly, and her eyes like autumn water began to ripple like the lake outside the pavilion, slowly rippling round and round.

But immediately, she narrowed her autumn eyes slightly, and the wrinkle of Wang Qiushui in her eyes was instantly smoothed out, and she immediately calmed down.

As the sun rose gradually, several waves of pedestrians passed by outside the Yating, but there was still no movement inside the pavilion.

At this moment.

Zhao Rong looked up at the bowl of glutinous rice porridge with lotus seeds on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and then at Qingjun's proudly standing back.

Forget it, Qingjun came to see me today, and he was cooking porridge, getting new clothes, and drawing swords, so he temporarily accommodated her, um, just take one step back, one small step, and I won’t back down again next time...

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, his brows stretched out, his hesitation disappeared, and he looked at the lotus seed porridge on the table again.

Concubine Zhao Ling was angry just now and knocked the bowl on the table vigorously. Now, both of them are located on the side of the pavilion facing the lake, and the stone table in the center of the pavilion is right between them and the exit. The porridge no longer emits white gas, so it must have cooled down a lot.

He pursed his lips.

suddenly.

Zhao Rong got up.

Zhao Lingfei's back trembled.

Zhao Rong didn't turn around, so he didn't see Qingjun's reaction. He was going to fetch lotus seed porridge, and then turned around to coax Qingjun and feed her the porridge.

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, ready to lick a wave of ladies.

He took a step.

swoosh————

"Don't go!"

In the next second, with a sudden sound of piercing through the air, Concubine Zhao Ling appeared behind Zhao Rong's side in an instant, her hands hurriedly grabbed his right forearm, and she pulled Zhao Rong with a panicked expression.

"Don't go, I, I... I was wrong, don't go!"

Zhao Lingfei's tone was terrified.

At this moment, her almond eyes were slightly opened, and the pool of autumn water in her eyes seemed to be blown up by a fright, and the waves could not be calmed down for a long time.

In Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes, at this moment, Brother Rong was looking at the door expressionlessly, as if he had made up his mind to go, and the force generated by his body leaning forward still remained between her tightly knit fingers.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly became anxious, and her hands gripped Zhao Rong's forearm with greater strength, as if she was afraid that he would break free in the next moment, leaving her wayward and leaving alone, just like the nightmare at the beginning.

Concubine Zhao Ling held Zhao Rong's hand tightly while staring at his side face eagerly.

Zhao Rong still looked expressionless, but in fact... his expression froze,

Zhao Rong really never thought that this would be the case, and he didn't react for a while.

But immediately, his mind moved, and he gradually sorted out his thoughts, and became trance-like,

At the same time, Zhao Rong had a wry smile in his heart.

What a mess.

Just now, he was going to fetch the porridge and feed it to Qing Jun, but he took a small step back and subdued her, but in the end, Qing Jun thought he was going to leave in a fit of anger?Well, it should be, so Qingjun is here to give in first?
Zhao Rong couldn't help but look sideways, and looked at Qing Jun who seemed to be a different person. Just now she was proudly ignoring him with her head up, but now she held his hand pitifully and held him back in a weak voice.

Zhao Rong was a little speechless.

It turned out that Qingjun took a small step back first. It turned out that she couldn't hold on any longer. The appearance just now was quite similar, and she was almost faked, thinking that she really didn't care...

But after thinking about it, Zhao Rong didn't feel any embarrassment in his heart. On the contrary, seeing Qingjun's current appearance, his heart suddenly felt a little... inexplicably uncomfortable.

At this moment.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook Zhao Rong's arm in a daze, and said softly, "Brother Rong."

The corners of her eyes were sparkling, but she still didn't dare to blink, because she was afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would disappear from her eyes and never appear again.

Zhao Rong remained calm and didn't speak immediately, but he sighed slightly in his heart, not knowing what to say.

Concubine Zhao Ling took another step up and got close to him. She took Zhao Rong's arm with both hands, hugged her tightly, raised her head and stared at him without blinking, "Brother Rong~"

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that his arms were trapped in two colorful clouds whose shapes could easily change with external forces.

He pursed his lips.

In the next second, turn your head.

Zhao Rong said with a straight face, "Let me show you the heart lake."

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and shook her head, Bu Yao above the temples also swayed, her voice was very small and weak, "No, no need, my husband..."

The white tiger who wanted to eat people before turned into a clingy little milk cat.

Zhao Rong stared at Qingjun who had become obedient, his heart trembled slightly.

　good night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)