i have a sword fairy

Chapter 347 Orphans and... widowed mothers

Good guy, stop it... Well, you can touch it, but don't pinch it, let me let go of my abs.

Zhao Rong, who was committed by Xiao Qian'er, regretted it a little.

If I knew it earlier, I would practice these eight-pack abs into one piece, back to basics.

Not long after, Xiao Qian'er, who was groping for new things, suddenly looked a little shy, and said in a coy tone, "Brother Rong, you...don't move. I almost rubbed the wrong place."

Zhao Rong, who was twisting and turning slightly, was expressionless.

If you don't move, you'll have to break your defenses with your messy little hands.

Also, my son twisted from left to right, and you rubbed it downwards. You rubbed in the wrong place in this direction, so blame me?

Seeing that Zhao Rong didn't speak, Zhao Qian'er blinked her eyes, her big peach eyes turned upwards, and she glanced at him from bottom to top.

The little girl suddenly said weakly: "You, are you angry?"

Zhao Rong looked at her without speaking.

The little girl looked at him for a while, and with a whoosh, she withdrew her naughty left hand, and quickly straightened Zhao Rong's collar with her two small hands, then she quickly retracted, and put her hands behind her back.

Zhao Qian'er's two small hands were twisted together behind her waist, she lowered her eyes again, bit her lip, and looked like she made a mistake
Seeing this, Zhao Rong thought about it.

He was quiet for a while, his tone softened, and he asked softly, "Little Qian'er, do you... like abdominal muscles?"

Zhao Qian'er raised her head and glanced at him quickly, then continued to bury her head, and whispered: "Well, I should like it, but I didn't know that I liked it before, but I just touched... just touched it, and I liked it."

There was a blush at the base of her ears, like the bright red leaf in the maple forest beside the road that loves autumn the most.

I didn't know if I liked it before, but now I like it when I touch it?
Excuse me, is this the abdominal muscle of 'Xue Ding Goose'...

Zhao Rong was a little puzzled at first, and was about to speak, but in the next second, he raised his eyelids and shut up.

understood.

Just don't know how to answer.

Zhao Rong turned his gaze to one side, quietly looking at Fenglin beside him, without speaking.

The little girl buried her head and looked at her toes, her ears were red, her two little hands were grabbing the corners of her clothes on both sides, and she didn't speak.

The air was quiet for a moment.

When the people around saw this scene, even if they were fools, they probably knew that something was wrong between the two of them.

Gu Yiwu even covered his mouth and coughed lightly, turned around without looking at evil, and Yunniang followed closely behind.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and fragments of maple leaves flew past the temples of Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er, who looked like statues.

On the clearing, there are only the salsa of Fenglin and the snorting of Longju.

Zhao Qian'er's body, as solid as a marble sculpture, moved suddenly, turned her head and ran away, leaving a stammering sentence in the wind.

"I, I... I'll get you some water to drink."

"Wait." Zhao Rong raised his head suddenly, took a step forward like a rabbit, and stretched out his hand to grab the deer that was trying to escape.

The little girl didn't care about the painful wrist from his scratch, she turned her head back and looked at Zhao Rong.

Her hair fluttered, her peach blossom eyes were wide open, and her pupils were overflowing with bright brilliance, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

Zhao Qian'er was reluctant to blink, for fear that she might not see the subtle expression on Brother Rong'er's face clearly, for fear that she would miss the words she had been waiting for for a long time, his words.

Zhao Rong stared at her for a while, met the expectant eyes in front of him, and said seriously: "Now that I like it, then, then try again later."

Zhao Qian'er's peach blossom eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons, her small hand held Zhao Rong's hand that was grabbing her wrist, waved his big hand, and whispered: "Really, really?"

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and nodded, but he didn't give the little girl time to get excited. He immediately changed his expression, showing a smile, and begged: "Cough, I'm thirsty, girl, fetch water for uncle."

"oh oh."

The little girl's voice was sweet and crisp.

Zhao Qian'er smiled happily, she was petite and slender, jumped up, and hurried to fetch water for Brother Rong'er.

Looking at the back of her leaving happily, Zhao Rong secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It is also necessary to grasp the scale, and not to hurt the little girl's heart.

Xiao Qian'er had just talked to that point, and he could only take a small step forward.

Zhao Rong immediately raised his hand to straighten his collar, but he paused, and Xiao Qian'er had already tidied it just now, and there was still her scent on the collar.

Alas, everyone is confused by her torment.

Zhao Rong patted his sleeves instead, and turned his head to look around.

Everyone turned back.

I saw all kinds of lively voices suddenly sounded in the open space that was quiet and silent a second ago, after his gaze swept over it.

Zhao Rong shook his head, and walked towards Gu Yiwu who had been waiting.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "Come on, let's go over there and talk."

Gu Yiwu nodded, and gave Yunniang a cautious look, and the latter hurriedly followed.

The three of them went to the maple forest beside them...

Under a certain maple tree, Zhao Rong first asked Yunniang about Emperor Dali.

This is also what he has been most curious about in the past few days.

The ceremony of enshrining Zen is an ancient etiquette.

In the political system of secular dynasties, Fengchan can be said to be the most grand, but also the most controversial ceremony.

Throughout the ages, it has been regarded as a magical and grand ceremony by the emperors of the Yamashita Dynasty.

In the hearts of the people under the mountain, it is even more so, sacred and grand.

In the nine continents of the world, the emperor who dared to go to the Confucian Academy to ask the Confucian scholars to come down the mountain to preside over the consecration of Zen.

If it weren't for the founding emperor who unified and established a large dynasty, he made great achievements, the new dynasty was established, and the atmosphere is amazing.

If it weren't for the master of ZTE, who had the merits of annexing other countries and opening up territories, the dynasty would be thriving day by day, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

If it weren't for the decline of the dynasty's fortunes and the precariousness of the wind and rain, the new Qianlong emperor who saved the building and kept the ancestral foundation, the fortunes of the nation were like flames in the furnace, adding a handful of firewood to the rise again.

and many more.

These under-mountain emperors with illustrious achievements, the dynasties under their imperial control dominate the surrounding ten countries, and no one dares to touch them.

Even some powerful immortal families on the mountain are unwilling to provoke such a sharp-edged royal family.

Therefore, only the "Eternal Ming Monarch" who meets these requirements, the academy will nod and send Confucian scholars to preside over the ceremony of enshrining Zen.

This symbolizes that the emperor was ordered by the king to tell the peace to the sky, express his gratitude for the protection, and report the emperor's outstanding achievements.

As an emperor, what he cares most about is actually the monstrous political capital and popular support brought by Feng Chan, which makes the rule of the emperor and the royal power extremely strong.

Even if you hit the great luck that is hard to find in a thousand years, you can get auspiciousness from heaven and be blessed by it in the ceremony of Fengchan.

So such an emperor can make people who look at the tower look sideways.

Whether up or down the mountain.

Because of this, Zhao Rong was very interested in what kind of emperor the current Emperor Dali who acquiesced in Fengchan was.

So, he was the first to ask Yun Niang with a smile.The latter lowered his eyebrows and said slowly.

He listened quietly for a while, his eyes slightly opened for a moment.What Zhao Rong never expected was...

He was going to enshrine Zen for a child under ten years old.

Still an orphan.

Well, to be exact...

They are orphans and widows.

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PS: Brother Meng, did you think of it~
　PS: Today is a bit short...to make up for it tomorrow.Ahem, welcome to the new brothers for the third time!Although there may be only a few... It is not easy for the brothers who can insist on seeing here.

　　In addition, let me repeat, the Jianniang book friend circle of the starting point is holding a book friend activity "I want to tell you——(female character)", post a post according to the format, you can participate, and speak your heart ~ (NO .20 end), the top 21 will be selected, and there will be rewards...

　　Haha, I have seen a lot of old book friends who have written very well, and the ability of the brothers has never disappointed Xiaorong, don't you think, Yanzu?

　　
　
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