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Chapter 642 I want to know you...Long life will never die! (eleven)

Zhao Rong opened a love letter placed at the front of the table.

It is "Shangxie".

In a sense, this is his first love letter to Concubine Zhao Ling.

Zhao Rong separated the folded paper raft with his fingers.

Fold it again and put it back on the table.

Zhao Rong looked up: "Why not?"

Mountaineering products, Luohua products have my own state, Luohua products have no self state, Nanshan products have my state, Nanshan products have no self state... This is the order of the quality of the incoming poems.

And this song "Shangxie" is still a fallen flower, with almost no loss of aura.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked away.

"I don't want to use it." He made an excuse.

Zhao Rong looked at her for a while, lowered his head, reopened the paper raft with "Shangxie" written on it, and laid it flat on the table.

The aura of this rare Luohua poem began to permeate the house.

"You...you be careful."

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help but opened her mouth, and subconsciously stretched her hand forward, trying to stop it, "Don't fold it."

The little Qian'er next to him stretched his neck to look, and shrugged his nose quietly.

This love letter is a favorite of the young lady. She looks at it more often, and the young lady seems to be missing a piece of meat.

Zhao Rong turned a deaf ear and continued to open the love letters behind.

Spread them out and place them in front of the two women in turn.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head.

"Qingjun."

"Huh?" Zhao Lingfei raised her eyes curiously.

I saw that the man at the table rolled up his sleeves, picked up a brush, and hung it in the air.

Below are love letters with broken sentences spread out one after another.

"Did I not say what I promised you when I left?" He asked himself, then nodded, "By the way, it's the 'truth'."

Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er looked at each other and realized that he was still thinking about the topic of 'why he is so proficient in certain things'.

Concubine Zhao Ling covered his mouth with her hand, "Okay, you are not allowed to mention that again."

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"I want to tell you." He said to her with a bright smile: "Actually, your husband Zhao Ziyu is not a gentleman. Of course, I have never been to any brothel tavern before, nor is it the kind of experience you guessed. Other women, on the contrary, except for the accident in the Dali Underground Palace, I have only had you, Qian'er and Xiaoxiao in my life so far, and you are the whole, the whole experience of my Zhao Ziyu."

"I know, you must want to ask me why I am so proficient. This is because I was not the gentleman you imagined before. In my private leisure, I have read... read many works of seniors with skills and... and The 'flowers in the mirror' that sweat easily."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip: "Senior with skills?"

Little Qian'er tilted her head, "The 'Mirror Flower in Water Moon' who is prone to sweating?"

The words in the husband's mouth, they can understand each word after taking it apart, but when put together, it is confusing.

"What has technology?"

"What is easy sweating?"

The second daughter couldn't help asking.

"...cough cough"

Zhao Rong coughed twice, hiding his eyes.

The words were a bit reserved, "It's just...it's the kind of 'mirror flowers and water moon' when the skilled seniors teach the techniques that are easy to sweat, and can be used by the eager and tireless juniors to observe and learn..."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "...???"

Little Qian'er: "...!!!"

Just when the two little mouths of the two girls who were gradually staring were about to make the mouth shape when they said the word "abnormal".

Zhao Rong quickly grabbed their little hands, and said with a serious face:
"I haven't read much, but I admit that I have watched a lot, but before you, I have never practiced with others. At most, I just think about it to pass the time when I am bored."

"And I want to emphasize that what I said above all happened before I came to Duyou City to meet you."

Zhao Rong's eyes were sincere, looking at the two green plums with flushed cheeks in front of him, he clarified seriously.

Little Qian'er was dumbfounded, and couldn't help muttering, "Well, at most, Qian'er secretly read the comic strips of the senior sisters...Brother Rong'er, you, you are looking directly at the mirror." She was ashamed to find a hole in the ground, " Flowers in the Mirror and Moon in the Water...there is still such a villain's way of using it!"

The little girl thought that the "flowers in the mirror and moon in the water" that Zhao Rong said really belonged to this world... In fact, according to what Zhao Rong said, this world should not have developed such a use that is not suitable for children, otherwise the fox friend Fan Yushu would definitely talk to him.

However, Zhao Rong was staring intently at Qing Jun who had been opening his mouth slightly and was speechless, and he didn't turn his head to explain to Xiao Qian'er.

Anyway, the situation is similar, regardless of whether it is the previous life or the present life, anyway, in the eyes of these two innocent childhood sweethearts, Rong Er's glorious and tall image must have collapsed a lot, maybe they still met with unkind people and were tricked into the house The grievance and sadness of raw rice and cooked rice.

Concubine Zhao Ling's neck was covered with blush, her autumn eyes widened, and she stammered and asked him:
"You, you, have you been led astray by someone, have you met some cronies, or how... how could you watch that kind of dirty stuff, how could you..."

Concubine Zhao Ling, who is extremely conservative, is still trying her best to find excuses and pass the ladder to her husband.

Zhao Rong was about to nod, but stopped, and looked seriously at the lady who was expecting him to nod.

He knew that she had always regarded their childhood sweethearts' feelings as pure and beautiful as in a fairy tale, and she didn't want anything a little unscrupulous, and of course it was the same for him, looking forward to the glorious image of a righteous gentleman.

then,

Zhao Rong chose to shake his head.

"It's not all brought by crooked friends. It accounts for... more than half of it, and the other half is also due to my own reasons. Cough me..."

He paused for a moment, then smiled at Concubine Zhao Ling, who had a dazed pretty face, "I'm not the kind of gentleman you always thought I was, and I also have humble sentiments."

The air quieted down.

Concubine Zhao Ling kept looking at him, and suddenly asked:
"Why are you telling me the truth?"

Zhao Rong looked down at the love letters spread out on the table.

"Because I feel the need to confess to you. Before you asked me that question not long ago, I didn't know that you thought I was so simple and serious."

It seemed to recall her shameful little appearance not long ago when she hugged the quilt and asked him why he was so proficient.

Standing at the table, he smiled.

The hand holding the pen dropped and began to write, but the mouth continued to laugh and curse softly, "You, sometimes you are so clever and evil, and sometimes you are really a fool, but...you are so stupid and cute."

At this time, on the table, the first broken sentence that caught Zhao Rong's eyes was: Watching the sky at dawn and watching the clouds at dusk, thinking about you when you walk, and thinking about you when you sit.

He immediately started to write and added the preceding and following sentences:
[Rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door, disappointing youth, vain youth.Who is to say about pleasure?The soul is ecstasy under the flowers, the soul is ecstasy under the moon... Sorrow gathers eyebrows and peaks to frown all day, thousands of crying marks, ten thousand points of crying marks... Looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk, thinking about you when you walk, and thinking about you when you sit. 】

So in the boudoir, on the desk, another poem about the state of selflessness appeared in front of the eyes of the two daughters.

It is a song "One Cut Plum".

And the man who wrote the pen showed no sign of stopping.

"But I still want to tell the truth to you fool, tell you, I am not the perfect husband in your imagination, tell you, what kind of a living person I am, show it in front of you, this is called knowing each other..."

His words continued, and so did his pen.

The second sentence in front of me is: There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but my heart rises.

So with a swipe of a pen, he did it overnight:

[Red lotus root fragrance and jade mat in autumn.Untie Luo Chang lightly, and go to the Lanzhou alone... Who in the cloud will send the brocade book?When the word geese returns, the moon is full on the west building... the flowers drift away and the water flows by itself.One kind of lovesickness, two places of worry... There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but come to my heart. 】

The brilliance that was about to overflow the boudoir and wanted to attack Qinglianxuan's protective restrictions, had already told Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiaoqian'er very straightforwardly at this time.

This is a... Nanshan Pin, Poetry with My Realm.

It is a divine product in the mouths of people on Wangquezhou Mountain, and it can easily help a consummated monk in the Haoran Realm who has empathy to enter the Tianzhi Realm.

Zhao Rong was still writing, lowering his eyes, not looking at the wonderful reaction of Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiaoqian'er at this moment... because the two daughters seem to have been shocked to find that they have already filled in two love poems for them, and each capital is He, who is of divine quality, was turning his head to look at the dozens of fragmented sentences behind him, without any intention of stopping...

"By the way, Qingjun Qian'er, I forgot to tell you. What I just said was about me before, before I came to Duyou City to return the jade to Qingjun."

"And after I return the jade to you..."

He bowed his head and said softly, his eyes glanced at the remaining sentences in the two love letters behind:

A sentence "Linglong dice An Hongdou, lovesickness deep into the bone knows not to know." '

A sentence'I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will not be separated. '

"...Afterwards, I have never indulged in those unreal things and those unscrupulous things again!"

Zhao Rong nodded and said, writing at the same time.

Another song Nanshanpin, The Realm of Self, and Luohuapin, The Realm of No Self, appeared on the table.

In addition to the original song "Shangxie", in just a few tens of breaths, Zhao Lingfei's table already has five entry-level poems!
The second daughter looked blankly.

Zhao Rong suddenly raised his head and smiled sincerely: "I finally understand why when our most sage Confucian master compiled the "Book of Songs", why did he put the poem of Guan Ju, which is supposed to be taboo, in the first poem, which describes the courtship of a man and a woman."

One word at a time, "Because, Si Wuxie!"

He pointed to the dozens of lines of love poems on the table: "Even though I am thinking about you like crazy, thinking about you, but it is difficult to mix a little dirty thing in my heart, I still think innocently!"

Words fall.

The man bowed his head and raised his pen.

After a while, a total of 31 first-class love poems were born in Qinglianxuan.

Within a radius of [-] li, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flocked to the small building of Qinglianxuan.

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　Thanks for the reward from the leisurely good brother in the captain of the little black house! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)