i have a sword fairy

Chapter 461 It's all... Tzuyu's...

Li Mingyi came in front of Zhao Rong and the two, and said that he was sending them out of the palace for the emperor's wife.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu naturally agreed.

Before leaving the veranda with Li Mingyi, Zhao Rong, who was walking at the end, turned his head quietly, and glanced at the direction where the little emperor was surrounded and left.

In this life, the first time he held hands was indeed Qingjun, but in the previous life, he still had regrets in his heart after all.

It was a pity that he had also confided to Su Xiaoxiao on the way to Duyou back then.

It's a pity that I didn't hold the hand of the girl who squatted down and looked up at him...

Either because of low self-esteem, or because I couldn't make promises at the time, or because I couldn't bear the weight.

"You...much better than me..."

The young Confucian scholar turned around, rubbed his face, and left.

Not long after, the three met Li Bai who had been waiting for a long time at the gate of the front hall of Weiyang Palace. The latter was begging for wine and bragging from a certain little maid, with his back turned to them.

"Little girl, have you seen this sword?" Li Bai said seriously.

"I see."

He nodded, "I can split Wangquezhou with one sword."

"Who is Wangquezhou? Or the name of the place?" the little maid was curious.

"..." Li Bai.

He sighed, and changed his posture while holding the sword, "Oh, you little girl, you have long hair but little knowledge."

"Isn't your hair long too?"

"...Let's put it this way, let's put it another way. I can cut you apart with a single sword."

Little Palace Maid: "???"

Dali: Are you polite?
"........."

As soon as Zhao Rong and the others approached, they heard this conversation that made someone feel very ashamed.

Sensing the strange gazes cast by Gu Yiwu and Li Mingyi, Zhao Rong blushed, "Uncle Bai, you have been using your words to fool me into buying wine since I was a child, why don't you let it go?"One trick is eaten all over the world, right?
Zhao Rong said apologetically to the two people around him, wait a moment, and walked forward.

Li Bai bent down with his sword in his arms, and he was trying to deceive the little loli to see the goldfish's seductive expression: "It's great, I'm at a disadvantage, now that you have a chance to touch it, you just have to go and get me a pot of wine, how about it? "

Zhao Rong was speechless, and interrupted in a low voice: "Uncle, can we go back and lose our embarrassment?"

Li Bai squinted, "Yo, you're back."

He stretched out his hand towards Zhao Rong, "Where's the conscience, where's the wine?"

Zhao Rong ignored it first, but apologized to the little maid, who nodded, but seeing the man in the python robe not far behind Zhao Rong, the little palace lady ran away quickly.

Only then did Zhao Rong say: "Conscience... no, I'll get the wine for you while I'm here. I'll give it to you when I get back. Let's go now."

Li Bai nodded in relief, "You still have some 'wine'"

Zhao Rong: "..."

Behind him, Li Mingyi glanced at the man holding the sword.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong took Li Bai, and Gu Yiwu followed Li Mingyi to leave.

The four of them were speechless all the way, turned left and right, and finally left the palace after half a quarter of an hour.

Zhao Rong and others parted ways with Li Mingyi outside the tall palace gate.

On the way back to the mansion.

Zhao Rong took out the royal wine from Xumiwu and gave it to Li Bai, who was delighted with the result.

Zhao Rong clapped his hands and couldn't help but turned his head and said, "Brother Yiwu, why do you feel that we are leaving the palace so slowly? It's much slower than when we entered the palace."

Gu Yiwu: "Didn't you notice that Li Mingyi walked with a strict eye?"

Zhao Rong recalled and nodded.

Gu Yiwu whispered:

"I have asked someone about this Li Mingyi. It is rumored that every time he enters the palace, no matter whether he is going to court or doing something, he will follow a fixed route. He will follow the same route every time. Even his steps and frequency are the same. More than ten years have been like a day, and it is hard to go beyond.

"I heard that someone in the palace once carefully observed Li Mingyi's walking. Not only did he not take his eyes off him, but every step he took was on the spot where he walked the last time. As long as he didn't change his shoes, he was fine. It takes him the same amount of time to go to court and walk in the palace."

Zhao Rong couldn't help turning his head back, and glanced at the direction in which the man in the python robe left.

After a while, he smiled, "Interesting."

Gu Yiwu also agreed, shaking his head, "I thought it was an exaggeration before, but I didn't expect it to be true. This person's character and will can be seen."

The two tasted it for a while, and then arrived at the mansion where they rested.

Zhao Rong first returned to the courtyard where he had chosen to live during the day. Little Qian'er had been waiting for a long time, Zhao Rong was not there, she was sitting on the doorstep dozing off, her snot bubbles were about to come out.

Seeing that Brother Rong'er and Uncle Xiaobai finally came back, Xiao Qian'er jumped up and greeted them.

Zhao Rong glanced at the courtyard house that had been cleaned and tidied up.

There are three rooms in the yard, Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er lived together in the main room, Uncle Bai lived in the east room, and the rest of the west room was given to Su Qingdai by Xiao Qian'er.

At this time, he did not see the figure of a woman in a black dress.

"By the way, where is Fairy Su?"

Xiaoqian'er was walking around Zhao Rong with her little hands behind her back, quietly sniffing his body with her nose up, as if she didn't find any smell of rouge, she nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing this, the little girl snorted in a good mood, "Hmm, who knows, she ran out shortly after you went out in the evening, and she didn't know why."

Her nimble eyes like black pearls turned left and right, and she smiled, "Did you run away? Brother Rong, don't worry, just leave her alone. Let's rest for a night and let Fairy Su run for a while, and catch her right away." Come on, it's so boring."

She waved her small hand.

Looking at the excited little Qian'er, the corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, but he didn't care.

Afterwards, Xiaoqian'er couldn't bear the girl's lively temper, and suggested that it's still early, and go shopping together in the busy streets of Hanjing.

Without further ado, Li Bai patted the table to applaud and agree.

Zhao Rong was speechless, shook his head and refused, and would go to discuss matters with Gu Yiwu and the others later.

Xiaoqian'er pursed her mouth and didn't want to go, but under Xiaobai's mournful gaze, she took him to go shopping and buy clothes.

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile, tidied up, and went out to find Gu Yiwu and the students of Justice Hall.

About an hour and a half.

In a certain room, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu had a detailed chat with all the students about the meeting with Dugu tonight, and then everyone discussed the matter of the Conferring Chan Ceremony, and then arranged the distribution. The division of labor for the past few days has been dispersed.

Zhao Rong folded his sleeves and returned to the yard where he was staying. From a long distance, he saw the dark lights in the yard.

"This playful girl, she hasn't come back yet."

He shook his head with a smile, pushed open the courtyard door casually, and walked leisurely into the main room.

In the dark room, Zhao Rong took out a torch, blew on sparks, and lit the oil lamp on the table of the Eight Immortals. The orange flame flickered for an instant, but the next second, with a snap, the candle suddenly disappeared.

It turned out that the young Confucian scholar grabbed the candle with his big hands.

He clenched his fist and extinguished the only light source in the room.

Because the moment the candle light illuminated the room just now, Zhao Rong saw a dazzling white 'thing' on the bed.

"Su... Fairy Su? You, what are you doing?" Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched violently. The scene just now was eye-catching.

In the darkness, the woman tilted her head, "Sleep, and... warm your bed."

When it came to the next few words, her voice was as thin as a mosquito.

"No, Fairy Su, don't you have a house?"

The woman's voice was clear and cold, but at this time, there was a wayward tone that only showed the sweetheart of the real man.

"That room was cold. When I came back, I saw you weren't here, so I came here to look for you. I thought you might be cold too, so... just warm it up."

Zhao Rong frowned, and his tone was a bit harsh, "You have cultivated in the Tianzhi realm, and you are still cold? And I have a little cultivation, and I have cut off the cold and heat, so I don't need Su Xianzi to warm the bed."

He knew that this sentence was very straight, the kind of lonely man, but he said it anyway.

The young Confucian scholar turned his head and looked outside, a little worried that Xiaoqian'er came back now, this is really caught in bed.

He looked down at the intact clothes on his body and nodded.

Well, 'in bed', but not quite 'in bed'.

On the bed, Su Qingdai, who mustered up the courage to do something bold, was taken aback when she heard the words.

Biting her red lips hard, she stared at the figure of the man at the table in the dark.

"It's not that the body is cold, it's...it's that the heart is cold. Looking at the empty room, my heart is also empty, and you...you are living with Miss Zhao."

Su Qingdai's tone was very serious.

"..." Zhao Rong.

Is it so straightforward?How the hell can I 'reply a straight man'?
The house fell silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the woman with the warm quilt on the bed collapsed and sat on the bed, curling up.

She put her hands behind her head, untied her hair belt, and her long, straight black hair slid down like a waterfall, and then wrapped her arms around her knees.

Zhao Rong watched silently, suddenly guessing in his heart, is it because he saved her parents under Zhou Dufu...

At this time, the 'heart is a bit cold' woman bowed her head, staring at the crook of her arms, and whispered:

"Ziyu, you promised me before that you would never call me Fairy Su again."

Zhao Rong was speechless.

He stared at the woman in the darkness with her head down and couldn't see her expression clearly, and was quiet for a while.

"Okay, I forgot, it's my fault. I won't shout anymore, Su...Miss Su."

The tone could not help but soften a little.

"Okay, Ziyu!" Su Qingdai added some inexplicable joy to her tone.

Just like the little girl who was rewarded with a candy by an adult when she was a child, she put the candy in her mouth and found that it was the fruity flavor she liked the most, she licked her mouth and squinted her eyes sweetly.

It was only then that Zhao Rong remembered his fist grasping the candle, let go of his fist, and shook the wick ash on his hand.

Su Qingdai's concerned tone came, "Is it burning? Actually... there is no need to turn off the lights."

Zhao Rong didn't know if she blushed when she said the last few words, but the next second, the woman on the bed moved, and there was a rustling sound of getting off the bed.

He quickly tilted his head, raised his hand, and blocked himself in the air, "Wait, don't come over."

In front of the bed, the woman who was very confident in her proud figure stopped obediently, but she also stood up and faced the young scholar at the table.

She tilted her head with a smile, "That night, Ziyu, haven't you seen it all? And...you stared at something endlessly, don't think I didn't notice, men are all bad, you...you are the most special, But it's also a bit bad, but I can't hate it anyway, and I still like it indescribably, Ziyu, I...have I become bad too, it wasn't like this before..."

As she spoke, Su Qingdai's voice became smaller and smaller, her head was buried in her chest, and only her blushing ears could be seen.

Zhao Rong: "..."

The woman with her head buried in her chest seemed to raise her head quickly, took a peek at him, blushed even more, and then continued to whisper:

"Being bad together with Ziyu doesn't seem to be such an annoying thing. It's just that that night, with Miss Zhao present, you like to sneak a peek, but there are some things that are inconvenient for me to do. Now that she is gone, I just You and I, and this...these will belong to you Tzuyu sooner or later, I...I won't hide it, so why not show it to you earlier...just...just...just..."

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and couldn't help but said, "Just what?"

Su Qingdai hugged her body with both hands suddenly, curled up slowly, but raised her head.

She looked up, looked at the expression of Zhao Rong not far away, who seemed to be ready to "run away" to go out at any time, and said in a trembling voice: "As long as you don't dislike Dai'er's innocent body that has been kept for 20 years, it is not Dai'er." If you fall in love with your beloved, then you will have no regrets or fears...all... are Tzuyu's..."

The woman's ending voice has a crying tone.

Words fall.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Su Qingdai sniffed, seemed to lower her head and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, then quickly got up, trotting towards that person, begging: "You...don't go, come back."

Seeing this, Zhao Rong was immediately frightened, and took a few steps back.

He was afraid of being entangled with her, and would rush out the door in the next second, hiding for a while before talking.

However, in the blink of an eye, Su Qingdai stopped her movements and stood there with her head bowed.

Her naturally cold voice sounded again.

"Tzuyu, thank you."

Zhao Rong also stopped opening the door, half vigilant and half puzzled, turned around and said, "Thank you?"

Su Qingdai laughed through tears, and smiled happily: "My parents are back, and the clansmen, they are all fine! The warrior in the west listened to your words and let them go back to Nanxing County!"

Zhao Rong suddenly realized that he almost forgot about this matter, but in fact, it is quite simple for him to do this matter.

However, Zhao Rong also knew that this was a trivial matter for him, but it was probably the most important thing in the life of the woman in front of him.

The young Confucian scholar couldn't help but glanced at the stunning woman who seemed to be able to relax tears and laughter in front of him not far away.

Su Qingdai looked at Zhao Rong without blinking her eyes, her breasts rose and fell, and she was a little out of breath with excitement, "I... I went to Ziwei Pavilion's deputy residence in Hanjing in the evening, and contacted him with the technique of water moon mirror flower Over there in Nanxing County, my parents are all fine, I chatted with them for a long time..."

She happily confides her thoughts to Zhao Rong. She, who was cold-tempered in front of others during the day, seems to have endless things to say to him at this moment, just like her delicate body in front of him.

Zhao Rong stared into Su Qingdai's eyes, and found that when she mentioned 'Daddy' and 'Mother', the brilliance in her eyes didn't look fake.

After he listened quietly for a while, his shoulders loosened after a while.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although Zhao Rong is still a little wary and suspicious of her, but a woman who can be so pure and filial to her adoptive parents can't be so bad, right?

In the pitch-dark room, the young Confucian scholar suddenly moved forward and came up to the stunning woman. He rolled up his sleeves and wiped her tears.

The stunning woman who was laughing with tears in her eyes froze for a moment.

The young Confucian scholar pinched her nose and stared at her beautiful eyes, "Put on your clothes quickly, or you will be punished by family law."

Family... family law, isn't that just hitting that shameful place?

The eyes of the stunning woman with long straight black hair trembled.

"oh oh……"

Although she nodded in response, her movements were still half a beat slow.

The young Confucian scholar narrowed his eyes in dissatisfaction, and slapped him.

"Snapped--!"

"Umm..."

"Let go, don't hold it. Are you still obedient?"

"Listen...be obedient." Her two jade hands held his big hand pitifully.

Zhao Rong nodded in satisfaction.

Then...he glanced at the bed next to him.

Not long ago, Su Qingdai, an unattainable iceberg fairy on Dali Mountain, lowered her head.

……

(End of this chapter)