i have a sword fairy

Chapter 646 Dare to ask your husband, can a concubine break through?

Not long ago, Zhao Rong silently left Qinglianxuan not long after.

In the boudoir, the woman who was about to change her mind suddenly opened her eyes, but she didn't see anyone. She hurriedly looked around, then grabbed the green-gold skirt with both hands, and rushed downstairs regardless of her appearance.

This galloping figure dressed in green and gold ignored the crowds of onlookers on the left and right along the way, ignoring the senior sister who greeted her with a smile.

There was no time to hide the 31 poems that followed her, so she left Qinglianxuan directly and ran to the gate of Nanci Jingshe.

Under the golden sun near noon, half of the poems are still lit up one by one on the paper rafts among the flowers around the galloping woman.

Every time a complete entry poem is formed, ink characters will emerge from the paper and sink into the woman's slightly frowning brows.

And these 31 entry-level poems seem to be tailor-made for her, whether they are already lit up, and the shining golden ink characters have already entered the eyebrows; or they are not completely lit up, and are crazily absorbing the aura of heaven and earth. All of them are very close to this green and golden figure, and follow her closely.

So the green and golden figure on the road is like a moving eye of a storm.

The spiritual siphon effect produced by Nanshan and Luohuapin's poems that have not been completely lit up is centered on her.

Wherever she went, the violent waves of spiritual energy would be brought to her...

In the eyes of all the students in Nanci Jingshe, this scene is simply magnificent:
The autumn-eyed woman rushing away desperately, the green-gold fairy dress with fluttering sleeves, and 31 golden-lettered poems containing Nanshan's divine products...

for a while.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was flying with her skirt up, has become the most beautiful and eye-catching scenery in today's Nanci Jingshe and even the four palaces of Taiqing.

It's just that the parties didn't realize it at all.

In other words, she is not interested in this kind of limelight at all.

In her eyes and in her mind, there is only one thing on her mind...

"Husband! Wait for me!"

With tears in her autumn eyes, the woman screamed again and rushed out of the gate of Nanci Jingshe.

"Hey!" Originally, when Concubine Zhao Ling's figure had just appeared inside the door, there was an overwhelming wave of surprised voices from the group of male students gathered outside the door.

And after she uttered this second urgent cry, the loud voices in the audience seemed to be pressed down suddenly by an invisible big hand!
The atmosphere gradually quieted down.

And then... everything was silent.

The eyes of almost all the male students at the door were fixed on this beautiful figure flying out.

Zhao Rong looked back.

The crowded crowd behind them was separating from the middle like flowing water.

Concubine Zhao Ling threw herself into Zhao Rong's arms like a milk swallow.

For a moment, he only felt that nephrite jade was full of warmth and fragrance.

It's like entering a gentle country.

"Hu... Husband!"

On Zhao Rong's chest, he could feel the majestic ups and downs of the lady's crisp chest.

"Don't force yourself so hard, speak slowly." He looked helplessly at the 'envious, jealous' gazes around him, whispered in her ear, then raised his arms around the 'prodigal girl', and patted her gently. Patted her on the back.

"Okay, why are you running?" Zhao Lingfei stepped on his instep deliberately with both feet, resting her white pointed chin on his shoulder, she bit her lip and asked.

She hugged this prodigal husband tightly with both hands, but she wished she could completely rub herself into his warm and thick chest, so that he would never be able to slip away again.

"My husband is afraid that you will wake up and beat me up...cough cough, I have something to do in the academy, so I will take a step ahead, isn't Qian'er guarding?" Zhao Rong said seriously.

Concubine Zhao Ling pretended to inadvertently wiped the corners of her eyes that had been filled with tears before, adjusted her state, and pouted in Zhao Rong's ear, blowing a mouthful of incense. Xiaoyin has a soft, slightly sandy voice:

"Hey excuse, you just wanted to be 'irresponsible' for the good thing you did to me, just slap your ass and leave?"

Zhao Rong had a bitter face: "How dare..."

"Don't you dare? You almost ran away just now, and I still have something to say to you..."

"You can talk to Qian'er first."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded: "Oh, then I'll live with Qianer from now on."

Zhao Rong shook his head cheekily and earnestly: "That won't work, I checked your and Qian'er's horoscopes last time, and you are missing me in the five elements."

Concubine Zhao Ling stomped her feet and said lightly, "Smelly shameless."

"Hiss~" Zhao Rong's toes were stepped on, and he took a deep breath, but he looked away from the corner of his eye, but the lady was coaxed into a smile, her pretty face was red...

The husband and wife who had just finished their bridal chamber not long ago, at this time they 'unconsciously' hugged each other and whispered, stuffing dog food into the mouths of the men and women looking around.

What's more deadly is that the reason for the silence in the audience at this moment is that the whispers of Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Ling fell into their ears almost word for word.

This is not a whisper, it is simply a 'terrorist attack' show of affection.

This was a fatal blow to some male students in the crowd.

At the edge of the crowd, there were sporadic figures of unbearable Fusheng leaving, but most of them stayed where they were, mainly because they hadn't fully figured out the specific changes that had happened to Concubine Zhao Ling at this time, and she was jumping for joy beside her. The 31 strange poems in the twirl... seem to be all imported poems, and there are also Nanshan poems!
The pupils of many well-informed and well-informed students shrank.

This is a Nanshan product that is hard to come by. For the Dzogchen monks in the Haoran Realm, they can be promoted to the Tianzhi Realm if they can successfully sense a song. Confucian academies are rare, and it is even more difficult to feel the emotions in the poems...

But right now, Concubine Zhao Ling seems to be surrounded by... four songs, closely surrounding her.

In the crowd, Junior Sister Han, who had sarcastically asserted that Concubine Zhao Ling's situation was in jeopardy not long ago, and several other students were stunned and speechless, and some of them turned green and pale.

Junior Sister Han didn't dare to turn her head to look at Senior Brother Ji's expression. Although she had heard the man beside her suddenly breathing violently, she didn't dare to turn her head at all.

A certain quiet and dull domestic servant behind Ji Qianyi looked at the handsome scholar who was embracing generously and could hold down his young master's mighty girl.

Not all of the lively crowd had eaten enough dog food and were in mixed moods. There were also some brothers and sisters who were unrestrained or already had lovers, and some elderly deacons who came in a hurry. Most of the dog food lovers shook their heads and smiled knowingly.

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling was also roughly aware of the silent atmosphere on the field and the many different gazes.

She restrained the corners of her beautiful lips that could not help but curl up, and those two delicately curved eyebrows.

Concubine Zhao Ling stepped on her husband's instep, tiptoed her toes, raised her head, trying to touch his forehead.

It's just that she is taller among the women, and she is still a little worse than the men.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong had a tacit understanding, lowered his head in time, and moved his forehead closer to her smooth forehead before the lady pinched his waist.

Concubine Zhao Ling put her arms around his waist, and said through Xinhu voice transmission: "I have something to tell you."

Zhao Rong, who asked Gui to hide temporarily, asked tentatively, "Why don't we talk about it in a place where no one is around? There are a lot of people here..."

"What's the matter, is it possible...Are you afraid that a certain lover will find it delicious?"

"........."

Zhao Rong wondered: "I don't have any lovers, I only have you, Qian'er and Xiaoxiao as my husband, that's all I have in my heart."

"Oh, let's say here, my husband wrote me such a love poem, and I just want to take it out to bask in the sun."

"..." Zhao Rong was speechless.

He felt that the lady had held grudges in the small book.

In Qinglianxuan just now, Concubine Zhao Ling was originally reluctant to use up the high-grade love poems he gave her, she was not willing to absorb even a trace of spiritual energy, she wanted to keep them intact so that they belonged entirely to her alone.

But being suddenly "sneaked" by Zhao Rong broke Nian Shi's defenses, and this led to the current situation...

Now, Concubine Zhao Ling has completely changed her mind. Anyway, if the jar is broken, she is not afraid of the love poem being exposed.

On the contrary, she now wishes that everyone in the Taiqing Mansion would know that her husband, Concubine Zhao Ling, wrote 31 love poems to her, and all of them were sincere love poems, even divine ones!
Concubine Zhao Ling, who used to be indifferent in the past, decided to be "lavish" today, um, to show off her husband.

Uh, let alone, compared to the "showing off" that Concubine Zhao Ling was not interested in before, it seems that her own man has a special sense of comfort and joy. No wonder those senior sisters who had a sweetheart in the past liked to get together for nothing. Scolding 'the men of their respective families, um, she was indeed young and not very sensible... Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head slightly.

Zhao Rong didn't know that his wife's concept had made a 180-degree turn, he just said that he was angry.

He changed the subject, "You haven't said anything yet, what do you want to tell me?"

"Close your eyes and look into my brow chakra."

"Don't look." Zhao Rong shook his head, "Heart Lake is so important, how can it be a joke, including me, you can't let anyone in."

"If it's your husband, it's fine. I... I'm only open to you, I don't even allow Qian'er." Concubine Zhao Ling put her arms around the man in front of her, pressed his forehead, and murmured softly in her heart: "As long as you don't Bullying people, just don’t peek at the little secrets under the water of my heart lake, I can’t tell you about some daughter’s thoughts, I... I’m shy. Just take a look at the heart lake, it’s okay.”

"That's not going, I can't help but look at your little secret thoughts, to see if you think there are other men more handsome than my husband..." Zhao Rong joked.

"What nonsense are you talking about! The only man in my heart is you, you are the most handsome, you are the ugliest, you are the best, and you are the most annoying!"

"I'm sorry, I was joking about my husband."

"You... If you dare to make such a joke that hurts my heart again, I will... I will..."

Zhao Rong shrank his neck and waited for a while, but there was no follow-up sound, and asked tentatively, "You just... what?"

Concubine Zhao Ling hesitated for a long time, but she couldn't think of any powerful punishment she could do. For a moment, she was very annoyed that she was useless and deserved to be bullied wantonly by him.

Concubine Zhao Ling gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I won't give you a son!"

Zhao Rong: "..."

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　Thanks for the 5000 coin reward from the good brother "Lavish Purple"!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)