i have a sword fairy

Chapter 477 I really don't want to be a girl who understands in seconds

Two low-key and luxurious carriages were driving on the broad road to the imperial city.

One drives six horses, and the other drives four horses.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the four-horse carriage at the back was a little quiet.

A handsome and smart girl with peach blossoms opened her eyes wide, staring at the black, long, straight and stunning woman in the opposite seat.

And the woman with long black hair hanging straight down to her waist held her chin with two jade hands, looking at the young Confucian scholar opposite, her eyes never leaving.

The young Confucian scholar closed his eyes and meditated.

At this moment, the little girl seemed to feel bored and couldn't stay idle.

She glared at Su Qingdai first, then happily hugged Zhao Rong's arm next to her.

"Brother Rong, when you enter the palace for dinner later, what should I do, can't I go in together?"

Zhao Rong didn't open his eyes, "It's not polite."

He shook his head slightly.

"So I told you to go back to eat first, and after I finish the palace banquet, I will come out to find you. In the afternoon, we will go to the Ministry of Rites to look for brother Yi Wu... But you both want to follow, what should I do?"

"This won't work. Uncle Xiaobai isn't here. I want to protect you...I'd better wait for you in the hall outside the palace gate. The pastries there are also quite good. Fill your stomach first."

Xiaoqian'er's body was petite and slender like a loli, she got up at this moment, half kneeling on the chair with one leg, wrapped her slender hands around Zhao Rong's neck, and whispered in his ear:

"Brother Rong, I have left some marks on you. If there is danger, as long as I am within a radius of ten miles, I can arrive in three breaths?"

In fact, there were only the three of them in the carriage, no matter how soft the little girl's voice was, it would be hard for a woman surnamed Su to escape her ears, but Xiao Qian'er still looked vigilant against thieves.

Su Qingdai couldn't help it anymore, and said, not to be outdone, "Ziyu, the slave family has also left some marks. If you are in danger, the slave family will be there immediately."

Xiaoqian'er despises someone every day, "As far as your embroidery skills are concerned, except for this skirt on your body that Brother Rong wrote and gave you a great opportunity, I really don't see what you can do well." .”

Su Qingdai bit her lips and frowned, "You!"

She is not weak, on the contrary, she is one of the best cultivating seeds on Dali Mountain, and now she is an extremely young female cultivator of Tianzhi Realm.

however.

This is the contempt of the top Tianjiao from the highest school in Wangquezhou, the Taiqing Sifu, which is a bit unreasonable.

Just like Zhao Rong's previous life, there is a hierarchy and a chain of contempt among those top academics in the eyes of the world.

A mountain is higher than a mountain.

Zhao Rong, who closed his eyes as if he was thinking about something, looked helpless, and interrupted the two of them with a voice:

"No, I said why you all left marks on me, I didn't know it before."

With a smile on her face, Xiao Qian'er leaned into his ear affectionately, and said sweetly:
"Actually...it's a special smell. How should I put it, Brother Rong, just treat me as a kitten who can smell your scent."

Zhao Rong's eyes widened a little, and he couldn't help but leaned back, taking a closer look at Xiao Qian'er's seriously serious expression.

After three breaths, he twitched the corners of his mouth, suppressed his smile, and nodded solemnly:

"I didn't expect you, a little girl, to be half as capable as I am."

Qian'er tilted her head and bit her lip, "What half of it?"

Zhao Rong sighed, "I not only know your smell, but also the taste."

"Brother Ronger, I know the smell, the smell... what is my smell?"

The little girl's big peach blossom eyes were shining with curiosity, and she stared at Zhao Rong intently.

The latter glanced at her pink lips and the cute teeth biting on her lower lip, and nodded:
"you guess."

Xiao Qian'er blinked and was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, as if she had sensed where his gaze fell, she made a puff and smiled.

"I hate it! I'm not serious, I always talk nonsense, and there are... there are outsiders around."

Xiao Qian'er raised her hand shyly, and hammered Zhao Rong's chest.

Although she said so on her lips, after she acted coquettishly, the next second, she glanced at Su Qingdai who was quietly listening to the conversation between the two as if nothing had happened.

Little Qian'er Qiongbi hummed softly twice.

The meaning is self-evident.

The stunning woman in black dress and black hair shifted her eyes, glanced at her proud and happy expression, and smiled slightly.

Su Qingdai's eyes flickered, her naturally cold eyes squinted at Zhao Rong.

At this moment, her eyes are clear and... charming.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Qian'er frowned slightly, but immediately relaxed her brows naturally.

"Shameless little hoof." She spat secretly.

Su Qingdai smiled, continued to rest her chin on her hand, and looked at Zhao Rong without blinking.

"No, you can't get angry as soon as you are provoked. The lady said that whoever gets anxious first will lose the wind, and it will make Brother Rong feel ignorant."

Xiao Qian'er snorted and calmed down.

She turned her head, half-kneeled on the chair, straightened her upper body, hugged Zhao Rong's neck intimately, and whispered close to his ear:
"Brother Rong, then, my taste...is it sweet? Very sweet, very sweet?"

Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly and glanced at her expression.

Xiao Qian'er pursed her pink lips and smiled, as if recalling the taste of the honey water he poured a few times.

Zhao Rong thought about it and nodded.

The little girl suddenly smiled.

"You...you too, brother Ronger, like sugar that can't be melted, Qian'er likes it very much."

She is his sugar, sweet only to him.

However, before Xiao Qian'er was happy to turn back in front of Su Qingdai and show off with her proud eyes, Zhao Rong quietly looked away and muttered: "Well, there is still a little salty."

The air in the carriage suddenly became quiet.

Little Qian'er: "..."

Su Qingdai: "..."

Their expressions froze for the first time.

Xiao Qian'er thought that Brother Rong'er was talking about her taste.

Su Qingdai thought that Ziyu was talking about Mr. Zhao, and she knew what he smelled like.

Second girl: I... I really don't want to be a girl who understands in seconds.

Woooooo, brother Ronger, are you a devil!
The little girl's handsome face turned red, and she pounced on her in the next second, like a kitten with fried fur, meowing and rushing for food!
"Ahem, what are you doing, why are you hitting me? I'm telling the truth, you sweated a lot that day, your neck and face were covered with sweat, and you still wanted me to kiss you, so you didn't feel ashamed and kissed you once." Mouth sweat."

Zhao Rong nodded while leaning back to hide from the blow, and what he said was serious.

Xiao Qian'er pursed her mouth and stared at Tao Tao.

Do not!What you just said is definitely not this, not the time when you promised to drink honey water on the Xinghe Ancient Road in Xingzi Town, Brother Smelly Ronger, what you just hinted at was clearly that you gave me a class on the desk in the main room a few days ago Once, absolutely.

What's sweet and what's salty, I hate it to death... Xiaoqian'er was so ashamed that she wanted to cry, but she couldn't say these words by herself. Seeing Zhao Rong's innocent and confused look, the little girl was about to faint.

Can this be nonsense, even in front of Su Qingdai.

So she continued to pounce on him, desperately fighting with him.

It's just that Xiao Qian'er didn't notice that Su Qingdai who was sitting behind her was also stained red by the rouge. At this time, she bit her lip and turned her eyes away, not looking at Zhao Rong, her eyes flickered.

At a certain moment, he even pursed his red lips, as if recalling a special taste that lingered in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Rong hurriedly stopped and hugged Xiaoqian'er's delicate body, coaxing her with nice words, but his face still couldn't help but laugh:
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, I was just joking, it's normal to cough and sweat, and Qian'er's sweat is fragrant, so I don't dislike it at all."

"You! You still say!"

The little girl was about to cry, if not for Su Qingdai, she would have been ready to bite a bad guy.

"Okay, I won't say anything."

Zhao Rong nodded like pounding garlic, and made a soft sound.

It took a while to coax the little girl.

Not long after, the young Confucian scholar who had reunited his family rubbed his face, straightened his sitting posture, opened the curtains of the carriage, and glanced at the pedestrians outside.

He didn't want to fight at first, but when he saw Xiao Qian'er's cute appearance recently, he couldn't help flirting with her.

Well, from childhood to adulthood, bad uncles teasing maids has almost become a family repertoire.

Afterwards, Xiaoqian'er stuck to Zhao Rong again and made him swear to the sky several times before giving up. She put her arms around his neck again, leaned her head up, and whispered intimately.

"Brother Smelly Rong, I won't let you attend class next time."

"Don't talk nonsense, you are the one who wants to come, and you can't be driven away, so I have to teach you a class." Zhao Rong was serious.

"That's not true! You know how to play tricks..."

Xiao Qian'er puffed her mouth and pinched his nose.

At this moment, she thought that only Zhao Rong and herself could understand these words about class, and it was a two-person world, but Su Qingdai, who could be ignored by the side, suddenly said:
"Miss Zhao is right. Tzuyu's class is indeed very long, and a class takes a long time."

The stunning woman with black hair and black dress lowered her eyes, nodded, and her voice was soft.

That night she had a new appreciation for length and time.

Zhao Rong's eyelids jumped.

Xiao Qian'er narrowed her eyes and turned to look at her.

Su Qingdai lowered her eyes and smoothed the wrinkles of her skirt.

Little Qian'er twirled a strand of black hair around Zhao Rong's temples with her fingers, and turned around and asked, "Hey, stupid girl, what class are you in? Could it be in a dream?"

Su Qingdai said in a light tone: "It's not a class... Well, you can ask Ziyu."

"..." Zhao Rong.

The eyes of the two women cast over at the same time.

Someone trembled slightly.

"Brother Rong?"

Zhao Rong glanced out of the window, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, "Cough, Qingdai said that there are indeed lessons, isn't she already Tianzhi? It depends on reading Mojing. Last time I encountered difficulties, come to me for advice. "

Xiao Qian'er frowned, "Then you taught her, how...how did you teach her?"

Zhao Rong looked serious, "I happened to study Mohism for a while, and saw that she was sincere and eager to learn, so I stopped being disrespectful and didn't teach much, just giving me some advice."

"Yeah, Tzuyu didn't teach much, just let me familiarize myself with the textbook, but Tzuyu is very strict, if my family makes a mistake in reading, or makes him dissatisfied, Tzuyu will beat him with a ruler."

Xiaoqian'er muttered, "Hmph, well played, you should fight."

Zhao Rong nodded quickly, "Cough, I'm sorry Qingdai, that's how I teach, being impartial and selfless, yes, it's the same for everyone."

Su Qingdai glanced at Xiao Qian'er, and then at Zhao Rong's face.

She sat in a dignified posture, smiled gracefully, and nodded slightly.

"Well, Ziyu is right."

Xiao Qian'er suddenly frowned, looking suspiciously at Su Qingdai's expression.

The latter remained calm and composed, "Why does Miss Zhao keep looking at me?"

Xiao Qian'er thought for a while, "Are you laughing at me in your heart now?"

Su Qingdai couldn't help but cast a glance at the little girl with a very keen sense of smell, and in some respects, she immediately looked at her more.

Yo, I didn't expect there to be a little way.

Zhao Rong is numb, can you change the subject?

At this time, Su Qingdai shook her head and said something fair for someone:
"No, it's all the truth. I found that Tzuyu is very suitable to be Mr. Nu's. He explained in simple terms in class, taught me a lot of knowledge about Mohist theory, and even selected this extensive and profound Mohism classics as textbooks for my family. What does he have? It's also a gift from everyone, so that the slave family will be enlightened."

Xiao Qian'er frowned and looked at Su Qingdai.

I don't know if she heard it wrong just now. When the woman in the black skirt in front of her said some words such as knowledge and textbooks, she seemed to be a bit heavy on her words, and she even peeked at Brother Rong?

The little girl bit her lip and turned her head to look at someone.

Zhao Rong: "..."

Daigo?The explanation in the dictionary seems to be the most beneficial to the human body made of refined milk, you are all empowered, good guy.

Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched wildly, all his mother's words were strange.

In the face of Su Qingdai, a good student and good girl who vividly embodies his knowledge and quotations, he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Under Xiao Qianer's staring gaze, Zhao Rong sighed, "Well, it's good that you can gain something, and it's not in vain for me to explain it to you seriously... Eh, it seems that we have arrived in the imperial city, and we are going to get off the bus."

In the middle of speaking, he stretched out his hand and slightly lifted the corner of the curtain, smiling at the second woman.

Su Qingdai smiled at Yanyan and nodded slightly.

Zhao Qian'er frowned, and thought about it carefully, as if she hadn't thought of any omissions in the past that would allow a bad woman to take advantage of her.

She loosened her brows and nodded.

"Be careful when you enter the palace."

"it is good."

How did a certain little girl know that she was not the only one using that desk the last time she taught at the desk.

There was even a classmate at the same table.

The carriage jolted, and the three of them fell silent.

Zhao Rong exhaled slightly.

after awhile.

A small hand quietly reached out from the side and pinched his arm, Zhao Rong guarded him obediently.

This is a certain little vinegar jar privately teaching Su Qingdai knowledge before punishing him, without mentioning it to her.

Just as the two were making small intimate movements, Su Qingdai who was opposite suddenly said:

"Ziyu, the textbook you picked for me last time seems a bit dark."

Zhao Rong: "???"

Xiaoqian'er frowned, stopped pinching him, and asked in confusion, "The pages of the textbook are black?"

Zhao Rong immediately turned his head and explained: "Well, that's the theory of Mohism, it's Mohism, this school likes black and white, either all in white, or all in black, classics and architecture must match the style, right? ? So it's normal for the textbook to be dark."

Xiao Qian'er was a little confused, um, what's the point?
In her little head, there was a lot of confusion.

But the little girl hadn't read any ink scriptures before, or she didn't read books at all, except for what Zhao Rong wrote, she was not interested.

So at this moment, Zhao Qian'er puffed her mouth and thought for a while, then nodded pretending to understand, "Oh, indeed."

Call ~
Zhao Rong suddenly let go of a heart that he raised.

Su Qingdai smiled and looked at him without blinking.

Zhao Rong was speechless, and stared at her quietly.

He spread out his five fingers, signaling to slap a certain hand.

The muscles in Su Qingdai's plump buttocks tensed subconsciously, and there was a burning reaction.

Today, the stunning woman who specially combed her long black hair for someone, lowered her head shyly, and stopped teasing Qian'er with words, making him embarrassed.

Ever since, the three of them chatted without saying a word. After a while, the carriage entered the palace all the way.

In the atmosphere where Xiao Qian'er still felt something was wrong, the three of them got out of the car.

Zhao Rong and the little emperor entered the palace together.

Su Qingdai and Xiao Qian'er, who insisted on following, waited outside for his return.

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