i have a sword fairy

Chapter 406 The math is good, the needle does not poke the needle
"Everyone has the right to choose. As long as you don't regret this choice in the future, it's all right."

At this time, facing Su Qingdai's confident declaration of war, Zhao Rong, who was between the two daughters whose eyes were fiercely clashing, nodded lightly and said something noncommittal.

"If you want to stay, then stay."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes, didn't look at them, turned around and returned to the chair.

Return the 'stage' to Zhao Qian'er and Su Qingdai.

Xiao Qian'er's pretty face was ice-cold, and she took a step forward silently.

Su Qingdai straightened her graceful waist and shrank back subconsciously at this time, but she seemed to react soon, her waist was straight, and she glanced at Xiao Qian'er with haughty and unyielding eyes.

"Ziyu is right next to you. What's your sneak attack just now? If you have the guts, let me go and let me put on my clothes. Let's do it again. Hmph, but it doesn't matter. I'm sorry you don't dare. Tonight I admit it. If you want to kill it, give it a good time."

"Okay, I'll untie it for you, and do it again." Xiao Qian'er, who knew it was a provocative method, nodded and readily agreed. She also suddenly calmed down at this moment, and stepped forward to release the restraint and loosen the rope for Su Qingdai. While muttering in his mouth:

"I'll have to change the binding method later...how about tying the four corners of the bed in a 'big' shape..."

"..." Su Qingdai.

"and many more."

At this time, Zhao Rong seemed to have remembered something and suddenly said, "Qian'er, Fairy Su, wait a moment. I still have something to ask."

He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, revealed the two Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers on his palm, and smiled at Su Qingdai:

"Tell me about this, all you know."

Zhao Rong always felt that the halo above was a bit familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

Su Qingdai tilted her head slightly, "Ziyu, don't call me Fairy Su. You can...call me Qingdai or Dai'er."

Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, Miss Su."

"........."

Su Qingdai thought for a while, but didn't say anything. After all, Miss Su seems to be closer than Fairy Su. As for the intimate nicknames of Qingdai and Dai'er...well, take your time.

She nodded, "This flower comes from Jiyue Mountain."

"Jiyue Mountain?"

"Well, the highest mountain we have left the ground has never accumulated ice and snow. The sky is sunny all year round and the sky is as clear as washing. However, the sky on the top of the mountain is full of thunder, but the thunder is invisible to the naked eye. It is a spectacle when you look up and down... There There are Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flowers all over the mountains, like dandelions, blown by the mountain wind, but the moon has not appeared on Mount Jiyue for a long time..."

Zhao Rong rested his chin on his hand and listened quietly.

……

Inside a stick of incense.

Su Qingdai paused and paused, someone asked and asked again, she finally finished what she knew about Jiyue Mountain and Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower, looking at Zhao Rong who was rubbing his chin thoughtfully, Su Qingdai Qing Dai couldn't help but look a few more times.

"Are you finished?" Xiao Qian'er said calmly.

Su Qingdai looked away from Zhao Rong, then smiled and nodded. "Ziyu should be fine, we can do it again."

Her "Ziyu" sounded full of air to someone's ears.

At this time, Zhao Qian'er nodded again, and she stretched out her hand...

Soon, Su Qingdai was released from the restraint and the red rope by Xiaoqian'er.

This charming woman in a white bellyband twisted her jade wrist, glanced at Zhao Qian'er, and hummed softly.

Xiao Qian'er glanced at Zhao Rong who seemed to be in deep thought, and her eyes returned to normal.

The atmosphere among the three became a little strange.

At this time, Su Qingdai bent her legs and half knelt on the bed, stretched out her hand, and put on the cassock that flowed with stars. While wearing it, she squinted her eyes slightly, vigilantly looking at the pretty girl who was waiting for her with a bored yawn.

Between the two girls, the atmosphere gradually quietened down as time went by, as if someone would violently attack in the next second.

"Hey, are you alright? Squeak." Little Qian'er said impatiently, "Didling, are you so clumsy? How can you be my maid?"

Su Qingdai smoothed out the messy blue silk, tied it up again with a white ribbon, "Come on."

Xiaoqian'er's impatient expression suddenly subsided, and she tilted her head and smiled.

In the next second, the room was pitch black.

A pot of greenery ten feet away from the bed had one-third of its green leaves broken.

On a certain slender waist, a black belt was broken.

A bed collapsed slightly.

It all happened between the electric light and the flint.

However, Zhao Rong was sitting on the chair in an even and stable manner, with his body crooked, one hand resting on the armrest of the chair, his chin propped, his eyes squinted, his face showing a thoughtful look, turning a blind eye to the second fight between the two girls on the bed, thinking about himself things.

Apart from the old Zhao family rules he made up, the deeper reason for handing Su Qingdai over to a little girl, and letting the little girl mess around at will, is not because Zhao Rong has any special habit of whipping beauties.

It's like what Zhao Rong and Xiaoqian'er said at the beginning, he followed the principle of only half-belief in every word that came out of the lips of this stunning fairy who came for nothing, so let her stay in Xiaoqian'er. My son's eyelids are lowered, which is the safest.

"Jiyue Mountain... the thunder that only heard its sound... Tell me, is this session going to work? Let's ask that slacker..." Zhao Rong muttered, lost in thought.

The young Confucian scholar didn't pay much attention to the familiar scene on the bed: a stunning woman with a slender waist and long legs who had just put on a black dress was stripped clean again, and the 'big' shaped jade hands and legs were spread out under the blanket. It was tied to the four corners of the bed, like a little white sheep, and a petite and beautiful girl with a radiant figure was riding on it.

Xiaoyuer was pulling out the red rope again, and he looked at the little Aries, who was "唔 呜 呜" in her mouth. She looked down and looked at it. It seemed to be thinking about where to start binding.

Obviously, Bingxue is a smart, thoughtful little girl who is keen to explore the mysteries of rope art. This time, her skills will definitely improve a lot...

A certain corrupt and stunning fairy: "No, no, no..."

Zhao Rong, who was on the side, blinked twice, but didn't pay much attention to their nonsense, and didn't plan to intervene.

What Su Qingdai said before was 'to be killed or to be cut', but how could it be really such an exaggeration, after all, how could Xiaoqian'er have evil intentions?However, in the next second, Zhao Rong, who was in a daze, caught a glimpse of Xiaoqian'er pulling out something flexible and slender after his eyes lit up.

His eyelids couldn't help twitching, and he turned his head quickly.

"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The nasal voice of a certain woman whose mouth was sealed suddenly became heavier.

The young Confucian scholar swallowed, looking at the soft whip with some burrs in the pretty girl's hand.

This... This is used to smoke dragon horses during the day, my good guy!
Now it's time to smoke at night...the rouge horse?

"Qian... Qian'er, why, why are you here?"

The pretty girl who was riding a snow-white rouge horse didn't immediately reply to Zhao Rong's words, but whipped vigorously in the air.

"Crackling—!"

Zhao Rong's eyelids trembled.

At this moment, Xiao Qian'er was looking at the soft whip, twirling some burrs on the whip with two fingers, nodding her head in satisfaction, and muttering: "Oh, not bad."

Zhao Rong swallowed again, the little girl lowered her head and raised her fingers, and said to him without raising her head:
"Brother Rong, it's agreed that you are not allowed to interfere. Stay away, don't rub your hands."

"Qian'er, why don't we... change it to another one. It's late at night, what if people overhear it." Zhao Rong said with a serious face, and at the same time moved the chair back calmly... Well, it's safe For sake, moved again.

Xiaoqian'er ignored him.

Tonight, she will sweep all the peaks, cleanse the valley, level the world, and revive the old Zhao's family style!

The little girl's pretty face was tense, she clasped her fingers, and pronounced the verdict in a crisp voice:

"Six teeth marks, 29 winks, [-] "Tzuyu" names, and scolded me twice, once as a 'fool' and once as a 'little fool', um,' Little Fool' doubles, totaling..."

"Humph!"

"Crackling—!"

She raised her proud little head, eager to try and whipped the whip again, proudly said:
"Fifty times! Give me fifty lashes tonight!"

Zhao Rong, who couldn't bear it, and Su Qingdai, who was struggling, were both taken aback.

"Hey, isn't it fifty times?" The young Confucian scholar couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Stupid Rong, get it together!"

Zhao Rong asked curiously, "Shouldn't it be sixty lashes rounded up?" From whom did you learn the math?

"..." Su Qingdai, who was whipped four more times for no reason, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Round up, round up?" Xiao Qian'er tilted her head, looked down at her ten fingers, "Hmm..."

In the next second, she retracted her ten fingers, and waved her small hand holding the whip, with arrogance: "One hundred whips!"

Zhao Rong's head was full of black lines: "..."

Su Qingdai who directly 'rounded up to one hundred': "Woo——!!!"

You fucking did it on purpose!

The pretty girl who was riding a rouge horse with her hands on her hips blinked, and the next second, she unilaterally declared everyone's objection invalid, and she whipped her whip in satisfaction...

The math is good, the needle does not poke the needle does not poke.

……

During the day, the sky is clear.

This autumn morning is also a rare hot one.

A hundred miles away from Hanjing, beside the official road outside an open-air restaurant, there are a large number of dragon horses staying in place, snorting from time to time.

Not far away is an old horse, eating the weeds on the roadside without being picky.

In the open-air restaurant at this time.Many people are resting their feet to drink and rest.

It's just that the atmosphere at the banquet was a bit weird.

Taking a closer look, everyone's eyes were mostly focused on a certain wine table in the center.

There are four people at the table.

A young Confucian scholar and a wealthy old man who looked like a rich man sat face to face.

A petite and pretty girl tilted her head to look at this kind-looking rich old man.

Beside him, a stunning woman in a black dress was holding a jug in one hand and the hand of a young Confucian scholar in the other, her eyes fixed on the rich old man.

At this time, under the eyes of everyone, the rich old man and the young Confucian scholar looked at each other, and said slowly:
"All of you from the Su family will be able to return to Nanxing County tomorrow, but you are not allowed to step into the western counties again in the future."

He turned his head to Su Qingdai and said softly:
"Su Fairy, I agree with Mr. Zhao's affection, but I also hope that you can also respect Mr. Zhao's affection, and restrain your father and the Su clan in the future, otherwise you will not be able to do it next time." decent.

"In addition, none of your Su family members will be returned to me, but all the industries on the border will be left behind. That's great."

Su Qingdai lowered her eyes and looked a little excited, then took a deep breath, raised her head and said seriously: "Yes."

She turned her eyes slightly, "Thank you...thank you, General."

Zhou Dufu didn't have much to say, so he nodded slightly:
"That's very good. But although the thanks are a little insincere, I'm not so petty. You remember the promise, and persuade your father in the future, let Su be more clever, keep it straight, don't rush forward foolishly. So, don't thank me, thank Mr. Zhao if you want to thank me."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.

Under the attention of all the people, Su Qingdai's narrow and beautiful eyes were drooped, she was quiet for a while, and nodded her head heavily.

After that, she was silent, and she didn't go to see Zhao Rong to say thank you or anything. Instead, she silently picked up the jug and poured wine for Zhao Rong and others, looking quiet.

The little Qian'er next to her was very sharp, her eyes were on Su Qingdai and Zhao Rong's two hands, both big and small, and she saw that the cold fairy from Ziwei Pavilion was still holding Zhao Rong's hand behind her back, The latter had already loosened his five fingers, but Su Qingdai didn't let go.

At this time, the contact between the palms and fingertips of the two of them turned pale and white.

Seeing how bold and ignorant this newly hired maid is, little Qian'er Qiong wrinkled her nose, but it's not easy to get angry in front of everyone.

Ever since, the little girl who counted ghosts in Zhao Rong's eyes secretly puffed up in her heart, and began to count again...

Of course, Zhao Rong also felt the huge force coming from his hand, and had a slight insight into Su Qingdai's heart at this time, which was not as calm as it seemed on the surface.

It's just that he is a little helpless... Hey, you must be imagining something again, more trusting in fate or something.

The young Confucian scholar twitched, but failed.

Because Su Qingdai was too tight.

It's over, maybe he really believes that this young master is her true son... He was a little speechless at the moment.

With the help of Zhao Rong, the current matter was finally resolved.

Su Qingdai put down the jug, freed up another jade hand, and covered Zhao Rong's right hand with both hands.

She ignored Xiaoqian'er's keen eyes like a mathematician, and gently leaned against Zhao Rong's slender body, sitting on the same bench.

The well-known Bingshan fairy on Dali Mountain, with her head down, quietly and obediently leaned on the shoulder of the real man, holding his hand.

This scene made many people look sideways.

Zhao Rong, who had struggled but failed, couldn't help complaining.

In the past, Xiaoxiao also liked to pull his belt, but after meeting Brother Wen Ruo, he also liked to grab men's hands. Now in Lin Lu Academy, Brother Yi Wu also has this tendency from time to time...

Ma Dan, I'm just a little cultivator in the heaven realm, how can I beat you fox demon fairies and cultivating geniuses, please let me go...

At this moment, Zhao Rong looked back very wittily, and glared at Xiao Qian'er.

Yes, stare at her.

Take care of your maid!

The little girl was slightly taken aback, she couldn't be punished for being the first to be sued by a villain like Zhao Rong.

After temporarily alleviating these small conflicts in the old Zhao family, Zhao Rong turned around and stared at the amiable and rich old man in front of him...

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