i have a sword fairy

Chapter 577

Zhao Rong felt that sometimes he had a good temper.

And sometimes, it can be bad.

Under the pursuit of Qin Jianfu, he fled all the way with the will to die.

I was worried that Qin Jianfu would give up and not come after him, but instead turned to chase after the little Qian'er who was thousands of miles away.

I used to think that I would never be able to leave that deep and dark tomb passage that seemed endless, and that I would be buried in the palace of the imperial mausoleum.

I once thought how great it would be if I could see Qing Jun's little Qian'er again before he died.

I once remembered the woman who might be anxious outside, no longer linger in the fairytale dream weaved with that transparent woman...

And the result.

After he came back, he suddenly found that Qingjun Qian'er didn't seem to care about what he went through at all, but only cared about being jealous.

It's like a soldier who went out to fight, with the belief of going home to eat the hot meal his wife had, he climbed out of the dead man's pile and returned home, only to find that the lady only cared about the things he brought back. A little military pay and whether he has hooked up with other women, ignoring his tired face and his battle robe as riddled with holes as his heart.

now.

Concubine Zhao Ling said tremblingly: "Husband, why do you say that about my concubine and Qian'er? We dare not."

Zhao Rong shook his head, his voice was calm, "Is there anything else you dare not do?"

He is a little tired.

"Qing Jun, there are some things that Qian'er didn't say, so I'll just assume that she really doesn't understand, but it's impossible for you to understand, and you also said that you ordered it, so let you say it."

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at him, "What... what did you say?"

Zhao Rong pointed to Zhu Yourong, then pointed to himself, and said directly: "Do you think there is something that violates the norms of human ethics between me and Mr. Zhu?"

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at Brother Rong who was so calm and frighteningly calm, she shook her head: "I don't dare."

"Don't dare." Zhao Rong said lightly, then nodded, "But you have thought about it, right? That's fine."

Concubine Zhao Ling stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Rong's hand, "No, husband, you listen to my concubine's explanation."

Zhao Rong shook his sleeves, and put his hands behind his back, leaving her with nothing to catch.

He turned sideways and looked at the door with his hands behind his back.

The handsome profile under the lights faced the three women.

The man squinted.

"I am the husband of the two fairies, but the two fairies are so suspicious, then I must have done something wrong... Then I have no faith."

"Mr. Zhu is the teacher of the lower academy. Although he is regarded as a senior fellow in private, he is the teacher after all. The two fairies feel that I have evil thoughts towards the teacher and disregard human ethics...that is shameless and immoral."

"Mr. Zhu cares about me, and patronizes the humble house once, but he is so wronged and misunderstood because of me...that is rude..."

Every time Zhao Rong said a word, Concubine Zhao Ling and Zhao Qian'er suffocated slightly, and their breathing became short of breath, as if they couldn't breathe.

Zhu Yourong, who was silent beside him, also clenched his hands under his sleeves when he heard a certain sentence.

The three women in the hall are all uncomfortable.

Zhao Rong paused for a while, and suddenly whispered: "It turns out that I, Zhao Ziyu, in the eyes of the two ladies who should be the most intimate and trustworthy, I am an untrustworthy, shameless, moral and rude person."

He nodded, with a dazed look on his face, "I see."

"Brother Rong'er!" Qian'er staggered forward, hugged Zhao Rong's arm, and cried, "Brother Rong'er, it's all Qian'er's fault, Qian'er is ignorant, you are not rude, shameless and immoral... ...You are absolutely not! It's Qian'er who is rude, shameless and immoral, it's all Qian'er's fault, you hit Qian'er, you must blame Qian'er, Qian'er is the most useless, it only makes you and the lady angry."

The weeping girl tried her best to show a bright smile, and begged him with a smile: "It's Qian'er's fault that things have become like this, please don't be angry anymore, don't...don't quarrel with Miss, Brother Rong, if you Hit Qian'er if you are unhappy, Qian'er is a thick-skinned stupid maid, the most resistant to beating, you can hit Qian'er directly if you are unhappy in the future, Qian'er promises not to cry, let you have fun..."

Zhao Rong lowered his head and did not move.

The weeping girl took his right hand, intending to slap her Haitang's rainy little face and let him hit her.

It's just that he didn't move.

Concubine Zhao Ling opened her eyes wide after hearing the words, staring blankly at Zhao Rong and the sighing Zhu Yourong.

At this moment, hearing Zhao Rong's words, she was suspicious and jealous before, but at this moment, she also understood that it was her husband's intentions, and his position on Zhu Yourong's relationship all along.

"Brother Rong..."

She called out blankly.

My heart was swept and beaten by waves called regret.

It was she... who misunderstood Brother Rong'er.

It turned out that there was no need to be so wary of guarding against this Mr. Zhu, because in the husband's mind, she was only a close friend, and he didn't have the idea of ​​surpassing teachers and students at all...

"Brother Rong..." the woman with autumn eyes called out tremblingly.

At this time, Zhao Rong suddenly raised his head and nodded seriously at them:

"You're right. I'm really an untrustworthy, shameless, moral, and rude person. Really, what you're saying is true. You really don't need to apologize to me."

He smiled.

Concubine Zhao Ling silently walked in front of Zhao Rong, two pale and bloodless bare hands under the sleeves that had been clenched for a long time, at this time loosened the pink fist with trembling fingers.

She grabbed his left hand with both hands, and with red eyes, she called out in a daze:

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong, Concubine Ling is wrong, Concubine Ling misunderstood you... Concubine Ling...Concubine Ling gave you Moyu. Concubine Ling gave you everything, okay? Husband, it is Concubine Ling Wrong, don't be angry...or."

As she spoke, she paused, then raised Zhao Rong's hand a little higher, and raised his left hand with two plain hands.

The woman lowered her head and let his slightly bent five fingers poke between her eyebrows.

She smiled sincerely:
"Brother Rong, come and see my heart lake, I will give you both the heart lake and the soul, they are all yours, they have been yours for a long time, come in and have a look, or let... Let Mr. Zhu help Take a look, let her help refine my soul, and see what you look like in Concubine Ling's heart..."

The woman's heart was swept away by boundless regret, and she was a little dazed: "Or cut open this heart of Concubine Ling, and take a look at this heart that has beaten countless times for you, whether it is red or hot, if I pay you If there is even a trace of impurity or coldness in your affection, then cut it into pieces, crush it, and throw it on the ground."

The woman held the man's hand, stood on tiptoe, raised her head, and looked at his face close at hand with a bright smile.

It's like narrating a trivial thing.

"The heart lake and the soul are the same. If you in the heart lake and soul of the concubine, there is even a little bit of untrustworthiness, shamelessness, morality and rudeness, then the heart lake will be strangled, the soul will be killed, and it will never turn over again .”

At this moment, in the hall, each of the two women raised a hand and pulled Zhao Rong.

Just like in the Duke's mansion when he was a child, the two green plums pulled the angry bamboo horse, begging him to be happy coquettishly.

Only this time, Zhuma is no longer the easy-to-smile boy.

He withdrew his hands one by one.

Concubine Zhao Ling froze in place, stretched out her hand to grab it in vain, but only caught a cloud of air.

Without his hand, Xiao Qian'er had already fallen to the ground and embraced his leg.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and looked at the two girls who had different reactions. His body seemed to be trembling and a little unstable. He stretched out his hand to support the table next to him, and said a few words:

"I'm not qualified to beat you, and I'm not qualified to watch your heart lake, practice your soul... I'm not worthy, you don't want to belittle yourself like this! Today, the only person you have to apologize to is not me, but Mr. Zhu, you have to apologize The person is her."

He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, looking extremely serious.

"You say Mr. Zhu is a guest, okay, this guest came all the way to Dali today to save me, although she said it was arranged by the academy, but...

"I don't think the college should go to her, the leisurely Mr. Orchid, for business affairs like this, so she came here on her own initiative, and came earlier than anyone else. After busy work, she will accompany you to find and wait, but you two fairies, How did you treat her?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's body was shaking and she was about to fall.

Little Qian'er was stunned.

Zhao Rong closed his eyes.

This is what he wants to say today.

Competing and jealous, jealous and suspicious...it's okay.

But private and public should be clearly distinguished.

This is Zhao Ziyu's wife!Not the kind of unreasonable jealous woman.

Before being betrayed by Zhang Huizhi, the two drank and chatted in the bamboo forest courtyard.

Zhang Huizhi asked him whether he had the ideal of governing the country and the world.

He only said with a smile that Xu Qing did not allow the country.

This is just wanting to stay home.

However, if Zhang Huizhi, who has gone the wrong way, knows that he can't even have a family, he will laugh his teeth out, not as good as him, a Confucian scholar who gave up his personal virtue.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath.

"Tzuyu."

Zhu Yourong said suddenly.

At this time, she was waving at Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiaoqian'er.

When Zhao Rong closed his eyes just now, the second woman wanted to turn around and sincerely apologize to her, but she stopped her.

Because Zhu Yourong felt...she seemed not as innocent as Ziyu said...it was Ziyu who thought her too innocent, and was too strict with the two ladies at home...

But maybe this is the big difference between outsiders and insiders, and I don't know if she should be lucky.

The woman in the Confucian shirt sighed.

"Mr. Zhu, please tell me something."

Zhao Rong opened his eyes.

Zhu Yourong looked at him, turned around and walked to his side, squatting down.

Below, Xiao Qian'er was crying and hugging his leg, as if she was afraid that he would leave her and the young lady in the next second, leave alone, and leave the family.

Zhu Yourong squatted behind Xiao Qian'er who was kneeling on the ground, raised her hand and carefully combed her wet and messy hair.

Xiao Qian'er's small face was pressed against Brother Rong'er's leg, and she looked stunned at this moment.

"Why did Ziyu and the two younger sisters come to this? The little girl is just an outsider, and it's not worth arguing about it. Besides..."

Zhu Yourong lowered her head, with the blissful wind blowing in her hands, while drying and combing Xiao Qian'er's hair, she said softly:

"Besides, I didn't feel excluded or slighted. On the contrary, I felt that Sister Lingfei and Sister Qian'er were...cute, and they were fairies of sword cultivators with true temperament, unlike us Confucian girls who are rigid and polite , you can't go beyond ethics, it's really boring..."

The orchid lady from the academy smiled slightly.

Zhao Rong was silent.

The sad Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but shake her head when she heard the words, "That's not the case, Mr. Zhu, your husband is right, we are the ones who are being rude..."

Qian'er responded weakly.

Zhu Yourong shook her head with a smile, "It's okay, I'm telling the truth...You three...don't quarrel, we finally got together today."

During the words, the blissful wind had already dried the hair between the woman's fingers, and at the same time, she had also nimbly helped Xiao Qian'er comb the dignified hair of a Confucian wife.

"Okay, it looks much better this way, Ziyu, don't be so stern, take a look too, Miss Qian'er looks much better now, and she's not being rude."

Zhu Yourong stood up with a smile, clapped her hands, and gave someone a step down.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips. Although he was still standing there, facing the three women sideways, without turning his head to look at them, his expression was no longer as calm and angry as before.

At some point, the man nodded slightly.

Immediately, Concubine Zhao Ling, Zhu Yourong and Xiao Qian'er all heaved a sigh of relief.

……

(End of this chapter)