i have a sword fairy

Chapter 298 The lady taught me to do things, it's alright
Zhao Rong felt something extremely oppressive falling on his face.

This is Qingjun's sight.

Zhao Rong's expression remained unchanged, he still pinched Qian'er's face while smiling at Qingjun.

He was also carefully observing her face.

The two looked at each other.

Obviously, the time has only passed for a short while, just like the hourglass of time before a few grains of white dust fall.

Zhao Rong's laughing words had just finished speaking, still echoing in the narrow streets and alleys.

Qian'er was still in a daze after being pinched by a certain devil's claw again, and she didn't have time to react.

such a short time.

Zhao Rong felt that it had been an extremely long time.

His eyes met Qingjun's.

Just like a glance, it is ten thousand years.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

The cold-tempered woman in front of him sometimes gave him the feeling that she was a clumsy and obedient lady.

Sometimes, it is a beautiful green lotus that can be viewed from a distance and cannot be played with, independent of the world, pure and pure.

And sometimes, like a clever, arrogant and cold fairy in the sky, looking down on the world from above.

Just like now, people can't guess what she is thinking and what she knows.

Zhao Rong knew that these three completely different Qingjuns were not contradictory.

It's just his subjective feeling.

And this feeling comes from... the unavoidable gap between people.

Even intimate couples and relatives may have this kind of estrangement due to a small conflict.

What's more, there is actually a little fox hiding in Zhao Rong's heart.

So he subjectively felt 'far'.

It's just that Zhao Rong is not sure.

At this moment, Qingjun is quietly looking at him, whether he feels the same way.

But Zhao Rong knew.

As long as he takes a step forward, holds Qingjun's hand, and feels her softness and warmth.

This gap will disappear in an instant.

Then Qingjun will turn back into the lady who is close to him.

This is a strange experience between lovers. Sometimes, thousands of words of love are not as important as an action of 'making the other party feel that you care'.

But the root of the problem still exists.

Will come again in the future.

As for how to solve it.

Zhao Rong has actually been waiting.

Waiting for the time when the two people's heart lakes were connected to each other and the "lake water" dumped, the "consequences" appeared.

It's just that Qing Jun kept acting as if nothing had happened, which made him wonder if she would have a way to take a look.

Or, what did you see at that glance?
At the same time, Zhao Rong is still waiting for a suitable time to arrive.

Let Xiao Xiao and Qing Jun meet safely.

He wants to make sure that the meeting between the two is foolproof.

Even if it was a [-]% risk, Zhao Rong didn't want to take it.

Because for the two first-class women in the world in his heart, Zhao Rong couldn't bear any loss.

So he waited and waited until now.

Is the timing right now?

In the quiet alley at the moment.

Zhao Rong's expression was calm, but his heart was fighting endlessly.

In his field of vision, there was only Qing Jun.

Looking at the cold woman who is a little 'far away'.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt an urge to rush forward, hug her, and rub her into his arms.

It's just that before this emotion was brewing to a climax, someone had already moved.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly, and her green and lotus-colored embroidered shoes suddenly took a small step forward, then stopped again, as if accidentally.

It was only immediately that her embroidered shoes continued to be raised.

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and lowered her eyes to straighten the wide and flowing purple sleeve of her right hand, while walking slowly to Zhao Rong's side, and gently took his arm.

She tightened her hands around Zhao Rong's arms.

At the same time, Qiu moved her eyes, looked at Qian'er, who had an aggrieved expression, and tapped her head lightly.

"Well, she is indeed a little maid, I don't know her as well."

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, feeling the warmth and softness of the woman beside him cuddling up to him.

This heart-warming touch is passed on continuously.

Both of them are like this.

Zhao Rong tilted his head to look quietly at Qingjun's beautiful profile, and pursed his lips.

"Miss."

Qian'er yelled sadly.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled slightly, raised her plain hand, and took off Zhao Rong's hand that was still pinching Qian'er's red face, which seemed to have been forgotten.

The little girl's round face has finally escaped the clutches of the devil.

She whimpered twice in her nasal voice, and finally punched Zhao Rong twice with a powder fist, out of anger, "Brother Smelly Rong, big pig's hoof, you know how to bully me..."

For a while, Zhao Rong ignored the little girl's thoughts.

Looking down at Qian'er's hand just now, a soft white hand was covering the back of his hand, and was about to pull it away at this moment.

Zhao Rong grabbed her backhand silently, and tightly grasped her catkin with his big hand.

The thumb stroked and rubbed Zhao Lingfei's palm.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her eyes slightly, and glanced at her husband.

During this small intimate gesture, the two of them were silent in tacit understanding, standing next to each other.

Zhao Rong suddenly smiled and said: "It's not early, let's go back to the academy first."

Concubine Zhao Ling and Qian'er both nodded.

The former took Zhao Rong on his arm and walked towards the entrance of the alley together.

Qian'er stood pretty where she was, and didn't immediately start to follow.

The little girl was slim and tall, with her hands behind her back, the grievance on her face had disappeared.

Her face was still red, but her expression was calm, and she quietly stared at the backs of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling for a while.

"Brother Rong...you've really changed a lot...Is it Uncle Bai's pot of wine? Well, I have the monthly payment...During the days I'm not here, Miss seems to have had a lot of things with him... Also, uh, Brother Smelly Ronger, even I can't recognize him, big stinky pig's trotters..."

After a while, Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and smiled, and quickly chased after the lady and uncle who were about to go away.

----

Zhao Rong took Qingjun and Qian'er back to Linlu Academy.

He followed the procedure and helped Qian'er register on the admission list.

The next time she comes to look for him, she won't be stopped by the rules of the academy again.

Zhao Rong and his party of three were on their way back to Mochi Academy.

It's just that Zhao Rong's combination of a man and two beauties is really eye-catching.

Concubine Zhao Ling is wearing a dark purple dress today, transformed by purity, apart from the color, anyone with a discerning eye will know that the purple dress is mysterious and unusual.

Therefore, it is unavoidable for passers-by to look sideways.

This made Zhao Rong, who was somewhat chauvinistic, a little troubled.

He felt that it was a disadvantage for his beloved wife to be looked at by others.

As for being proud and self-satisfied, this feeling has been going on for a long time, and Zhao Rong has long faded away, and is no longer such a low-spirited one.

Now he is eager to hide his wife...

But fortunately, this is not the era of Zhao Rong's previous life.

Concubine Zhao Ling has a conservative temperament, and she seems to understand Zhao Rong, or the minds of men, although he has never made any demands on his clothes.

But Qing Jun never wore any cool and clear clothes, but most of the time he was dressed as a conservative wife of a Confucian scholar.

So in general, apart from the fact that Concubine Zhao Ling is too beautiful and often makes others turn their eyes when walking on the road, Zhao Rong has nothing to dissatisfy with.

At this time, Zhao Rong, who was walking with Qingjun on his arm, couldn't help but smile at the indecent conclusion drawn in his mind.

He shook his head.

He also said that the lady is a big jealousy, and he himself is not much better...

"By the way, Qingjun, didn't you wait for me at Dongli Xiaozhu before, why did you suddenly run out of the academy again? Did you go to find Qian'er? Then you went to that restaurant to buy something?"

Zhao Rong was full of doubts about what happened in a short period of time.

Concubine Zhao Ling squinted at Qian'er who was following them alive and kicking beside her.

She shook her head.

"Who wants to find this skinny girl? She passed the test a few days ago. She just came back not long ago. It's time to familiarize herself with the affairs of Xiaoyao Mansion with her fellow disciples."

"I told her to stay in Xiaoyao Mansion, don't run away in a hurry, you have been in the academy all the time, and you can't run away, there are many opportunities, but she is disobedient. Let this skinny girl wait outside for a while. "

Zhao Rong smiled, looked at Qian'er who was sticking out her little tongue, and reached out to rub her head.

The little girl jumped back alertly, and gave him a 'fierce' look at his big pig's trotters.

Concubine Zhao Ling replied slowly:
"Before I took your key, on the way to Dongli Xiaozhu, I happened to meet the senior brother. He mentioned to me that Mr. Yan held a perch banquet, and he told me several times that I must supervise you. to dinner with you."

Speaking of this, she looked forward to Zhao Rong with beautiful eyes and smiled like a smile.

"I heard you said that Mr. Yan likes to drink, so I went out and bought altar wine. There are no fairy shops here, and you can't buy fairy wine, but the shopkeeper of the restaurant said that the gentlemen of the academy like their restaurant's Songhua wine. , I took an altar and left."

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't look at her husband, but looked ahead and said softly:
"Knowing that you like preserved eggs, I ordered three plates for you, Mr. Yan, and those senior brothers as appetizers..."

"Brother Rong, although Mr. Yan values ​​you, you can't go to the banquet empty-handed. Next time when I'm not around, you should pay attention..."

"In addition, I cleaned your house and took a closer look. I found that you have not added a lot of living expenses. How can you live like this? I bought some for you, um, I will go later Let's see if there are any other items missing..."

The smile on the corner of Zhao Rong's mouth gradually dropped, he turned his head, and looked at the lady's beautiful side face quietly.

Her clear and soft voice was next to her ears, but she was just talking about trivial matters at home.

In front of me, there is such a beautiful woman, such a young gentleman.

Zhao Rong was slightly taken aback.

Even Qian'er, who had been active next to her, fell silent, her eyes swiveling between Miss and Brother Rong'er.

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at the front, her eyes were serious, and she articulated clearly what she wanted to say that had been piled up in her heart before.

She continues to "all" her husband who lives a carefree life like every treasure.

"Also, I saw that your bed was neatly made, and there was some dust on it. I cleaned it up for you, took it out and spread it in the yard to dry. Brother Rong, have you not gone to bed for a long time? ? Is it on a chair, or resting casually on a desk?"

Concubine Zhao Ling said in a serious tone, "That's not okay. Even if you are in good health now, you still need some rest. Don't forget to read and sleep. It's easy to get tired. You should go to bed and sleep for a while..."

Zhao Rong was pinching the lady's plain hand, looking down at it, rubbing her palm with his fingertips.

There are a few hand calluses on it, depending on the location, it is where the sword has been held for a long time.

And this pair of catkins, which were supposed to be only stained with flirtatious things, just made her bed and made up the quilt to clean up.

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly, "Brother Rong'er, did you hear that?"

"...Oh, I heard that, Qing Jun. However, there is nothing to sleep alone."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

She pretended not to understand, "Well, don't be perfunctory, Brother Rong, I come here often."

Someone smiled helplessly, "Got it."

"By the way, are you short of money? I have some green chamois money and colorful butterfly money here. I saved them up. If you want to use them, feel free to take them... Well, Brother Rong, I'm not teaching you Do things, just..."

Someone interrupted: "Lady, I'm not short of money now. You spend a lot of money for cultivation, so you can use it yourself. Don't worry about me. And if you don't have enough money, you can tell me... I'll see if I can get it." some more."

"Also..." He blinked, and said unscrupulous words without red face, "It's okay, it's okay for the lady to teach me how to do things."

"Husband, really?"

"real."

"But, but I won't teach you."

"Then I have to listen to others..."

"How dare you!? You can only listen to me."

"...Okay, lady."

"........."

"Miss."

"Ok?"

Someone lowered his voice and whispered, "You are so kind."

The woman in purple lowered her eyes, "What's wrong with me, I'm so nagging."

"Everywhere is fine."

"Just coax me, sweet talk."

"No, cough, do you really want to know where you are?"

The woman in purple smiled sweetly, "Yeah."

Then, someone stopped talking.

The woman in purple waited for a while, but there was still no 'disgusting' voice from the person beside her.

She squinted his eyes, shook her head, and was about to chatter a few more words, but suddenly bit her lips.

"Well, don't make trouble."

"Oh."

"You you...you stop making trouble."

"Ah."

The woman in purple said in a thin voice, "...don't make trouble, don't make trouble...don't...don't touch it. Qian'er is here..."

"..." A certain little girl glanced at her, her face was a little hot.

"Oh."

The woman in purple bit her lip hard, "Husband...you...you..."

A certain person answered, "You are fine wherever you are, my lady."

"...you, you...you bastard!"

"Yeah." After a pause, "My lady is fine everywhere, I'll check again."

"...!!!"

……

After half a column of incense.

Zhao Rong, who checked all the way, brought Concubine Zhao Ling who 'I just feel that everything is not good now', and Qian'er.

Back to the candid hall together.

Under the supervision of Yu Huaijin, the students of the willful hall wrote quietly.

Zhao Rong asked Concubine Zhao Ling and Qian'er to wait in the distance outside the lobby.

It's just the return of that purple dress, plus the arrival of a pretty girl.

It attracted a burst of attention and gaze.

Zhao Rong ignored the strange eyes cast by the students in the willful class, and went to the podium to continue the calligraphy class.

About a quarter of an hour later.

With the distant dull bell came.

The make-up class of calligraphy class on the holiday is officially over.

All the students got up and left one after another, but there were too many things that happened today, and someone was too busy. After they went back, they probably had to digest these things for a while.

When the students passed the podium, they took a look at Zhao Rong, who was clearing the table and looking calm;

Zhao Rong ignored these and lowered his head to pack his things for a while.

Not long after, he looked up at the empty school and let out a soft breath.

He casually picked up a few inkstones he had used in class, and left hand in hand with Qing Jun and Qian'er who were waiting at the door.

First went to the lakeside to wash ink.

After that, the three of them will go to Mr. Yan's perch feast together...

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