No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 457: Lady Shi, please put away your bellyband

The next day.

Ouyang Rong got up early and went out under the watch of Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Weila and other female family members wearing clothes.

The carriage that sat down slowly drove away from the entrance of Sophora Leaf Alley under the morning light.

He was going to visit his junior sister and Miao Si today.

However, before that, we need to get down to business.

Ouyang Rong first went to the Jiangzhou lobby to handle official business.

He met Yuan Huaimin face to face in the main hall, and laughed at his almost late arrival by saying "step on Sima's part".

Not long after, Ouyang Rong stood up, took a newly delivered official document from Luoyang, went to the governor's office, and handed it over to Wang Lengran in a formal manner.

There was naturally nothing much to say between the two. Normally, they would have parted without words, but this time Wang Lengran called out to Ouyang Rong.

"Ouyang Changshi, how is the situation of Ms. Shi?"

Ouyang Rong went out without looking back and left the Governor's Mansion.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, picked up Yan Liulang's latest information, rolled it up and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Ms. Shi is recovering from her injuries in the backyard of the medical office next to the lobby of Jiangzhou. Her injuries are fine, but it will take some time before she recovers and is discharged."

At this moment, he turned around and suddenly discovered that the cold girl lying on the bed in the angle of view seemed to have a fox face.

Ouyang Rong put down his pen and glanced at Yan Liulang.

So it's better to be careful. Anyway, Ouyang Rong has not dared to open the sword box these days. Although the snow-white sword named Zhishuang has been "returned to its original owner", there is no guarantee that the female cultivator Qi Yunmeng will have access to the tripod sword. Are there any special locking methods?

But no matter what, you still have to be careful. That Xuezhongzhu lost another blow to him, so he must be dissatisfied.

"Ready the carriage."

After the accident in the old courtyard of Xingzifang that day, Xue Zhongzhu and his companions disappeared, just like the shadow of a deer in the deep forest, passing by with surprise.

Instead, he wears a cold and stinky face all day long. In the words of Miao Si when he woke up the day before, when chatting and asking questions, he is like a fairy with a face that owes money.

This kind of fox-like face is rare among the women Ouyang Rong has seen. As long as she smiles, she can show an incomparable charm and agility.

Wang Lengran frowned, ignored Ouyang Rongshang's gauze-covered forehead and chest injuries, and warned in a cold voice:

"Ms. Shi is the envoy of a saint. Just like His Majesty comes in person, she must be safe and sound. Otherwise, you and I will both be guilty."

The upper eyelids are curved and natural, but the inner corners of her eyes are sharp and slender. And the outer corners of her eyes can look slender and elegant as long as she smiles gently.

It's really appropriate.

The medical office where Rong Zhen was recovering from his injuries was at the end of the street not far from the Jiangzhou lobby.

Anyway, before using the Black and Yellow Earth Dragon's Beard to escape from the earth last time, Ouyang Rong saw the look in the eyes of the Yunmeng lady, as if she wanted to eat him.

Anyway, Ouyang Rong has never seen it.

A quarter of an hour later, in a spacious and exquisite ward in the back house of the medical department, there was a cold and cold girl wearing a white underwear leaning against the bedside, flipping through a report with her fingers.

This was quite what Ouyang Rong expected.

"Mingfu, where are you going?"

Xunyang City is on alert, and it is impossible to say that Xuezhongzhu and his party have left the city.

They left the courtyard before the arrival of the government officials and the soldiers of Zhechong Prefecture who stayed outside the city.

Not enough words to speculate.

"I'm talking about the tip report. Haven't you read it? Just stare at it."

At present, there is a vacancy of Si Tianjian Qi trainers in Xunyang City, and the Si Tianjian forces scattered throughout Jiangnan Road have quickly gathered to temporarily guard Xunyang City.

These eyes are like paint, and looking at people for a long time is enough to make people addicted to them.

This is not the oval face that is standard for beauties, but a more pointed chin, coupled with a straight and delicate nose bridge.

The green silk hair scattered on both sides of her cheeks is black and shiny, and is set off by the platinum fox fur like the finest jet black satin.

"I'm going to pay a visit to the female historian."

"Ouyang Changshi hasn't finished reading it yet?"

Ouyang Rong brought a small round stool with a backrest, pulled it to the bed and sat down, waiting silently.

There was a long strip of pale white gold fox fur hanging around her neck. When she lowered her head to read, her little face seemed to be buried in the pale white gold fox fur.

There is a high probability that he will be grabbed and taken back to Yunmengze for disposal.

"Ming Mansion, the low-level officials still haven't found any trace of the group of Yunmeng Yue girls, and we don't know if they are still in the city."

Ouyang Rong immediately withdrew his gaze, sat upright and answered:

"No, I was just distracted by my thoughts. I didn't mean to look at him. I hope Madam Shi won't blame me."

"Yes."

"what?"

"it is good."

To be honest, if there was no origin and emptiness, and the right time, place and people were like Dagushan or Guochan Xiaoyuan, Ouyang Rong would definitely not be able to fuck her.

It's a pity that this lady Shi, who was personally sent by Empress Wei to serve in front of the emperor, never smiled.

When we returned to the lobby of Jiangzhou, it was already the second quarter of the first lunar month, when Yan Liulang arrived and brought the latest information.

Rong Zhen seemed to have not understood what he said, with a calm expression, he handed the information back to Ouyang Rong and asked in a cold voice.

"Oh." Ouyang Rong took it immediately, pretending that what he just paid attention to was the tip report, lowered his head and pretended to browse through it.

Seeing that Rong Zhen didn't ask any more questions, as if the matter had been revealed, he felt slightly relieved.

But the next moment.

Boom-!

Several dull little wooden fish sounds rang in my ears.

Deduction of merit.

Ouyang Rong, whose face was covered by the tip, twitched at the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but glance at Rong Zhen.

"Have you finished reading?" Rong Zhen asked calmly without turning his eyes.

"I've finished reading." Ouyang Rong nodded affirmatively.

Rong Zhen's tone was businesslike and he gave instructions directly:

"Don't let down the security in the city these days. Continue to be tight on the outside and tight on the inside. Regarding the incident that day, I have sent a letter back to the palace. Si Tianjian will send someone soon."

"Who are you going to send?" Ouyang Rong couldn't help but ask.

Rong Zhen nodded, shook his head again, with a serious expression on his face:

"Some things have to be guarded against. Now I and Miaozhen are the only ones guarding the Buddha in the city. It's still not safe. The situation has been submitted. Let's see what Grand Commander's arrangements are."

"it is good."

"Why, Ouyang Changshi doesn't seem to be happy."

"No, I'm just worried that the new envoy will not be as easy to talk to as the female historian."

"Ouyang Changshi thinks I'm easy to talk to?"

"Of course."

Hearing this affirmative tone, Rong Zhen couldn't help but raise his little head wrapped around the pale white gold fox fur.

She glanced at the handsome young man sitting relaxedly on a stool in front of the bed.

When other people, including Wang Lengran, the governor of Jiangzhou, came here to see her condition, they did not dare to come too close to the bed. Even when they asked about her welfare in the hall, they stood respectfully and did not violate the rules.

Ouyang Lianghan, as for Ouyang Lianghan, immediately pulled out a stool and sat down unceremoniously. His body was just a little taller, and he leaned back on the back of the chair without warning, using only one leg of the stool below for support. With the weight of the whole person and the stool, it sways slightly and is not afraid of falling.

Rong Zhen didn't say anything and looked away:

"hope so."

After a pause, he added: "Even if you send someone again, they will still be working with me."

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and after a while he asked for instructions on some security issues in the city.

The two also discussed the battle situation of Qin Jingqin's army on the front line...

Soon, it seemed that all the serious things that needed to be said were said.

There was a tense moment between the two of them. Rongzhen lowered his eyes and silently stared at the bed curtain in front of him without saying a word.

She talks little.

Daily life is as simple and simple as the ascetic monks in Mobei Buddhist Temple.

After leaving official duties, if I think about it carefully, there seems to be no topic to talk about with Ouyang Rong.

You can't ask each other if you've eaten, right?

When Ouyang Rong saw this, he didn't talk much.

When the atmosphere was silent and awkward, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Although Rong Zhen didn't say anything to drive people away.

"correct."

Before turning around and leaving, Ouyang Rong looked like he was remembering something. He took out a small, deflated baggage from his arms and placed it on the still warm wooden stool.

"This thing was picked up by the female historian at the feet of the female historian when the official woke up in the ruins after the accident that day...

"I don't know if it belongs to the female historian or someone else. Whether it belongs to the female historian or not, you can handle it. It may also be the thief who left it behind. Ahem, I'll take my leave first."

"Wait a minute." Rong Zhen looked strange. He glanced at Ouyang Rong and said impatiently: "I am inconvenienced. What is it? Open it and hand it over."

"This……"

"Stop dawdling, hurry up."

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to turn around, bend down again, and hesitantly opened the baggage.

He opened a corner of the baggage, revealing a hint of purple inside. With a "swish", Ouyang Rong felt his eyes blur, and the baggage on the stool disappeared.

He was stunned, raised his head and looked around, and saw the fox-fur girl on the bed who was staring at him coldly and somewhat arrogantly. At this moment, her whole little head was buried deeply in the pale platinum fox fur. Her hands were holding the quilt on her chest. He also inserted himself into the quilt, as if he was hugging something tightly again.

Ouyang Rong didn't see clearly what she just did.

Um, how did you become so strong?

"Is Lady Shi's injury okay?" he tried to ask.

"Shut up!" A woman squeezed out a few words.

Ouyang Rong took a look and could faintly see the delicate red tips of her small ears exposed under her satin-like black hair.

"Since everything is fine, I'll take my leave first."

"Wait...why is this thing so neat and clean?"

"Well, the official asked the female family members to clean it."

"Why didn't you hand it over to me immediately the day before yesterday?"

"I was afraid that other people would misunderstand me. At that time, the female historian was still awake, and the things were at her feet. It was easy to be confused. So I had to put them away for the time being, and then pretended that they belonged to my female family members, so as not to tarnish the reputation of the female historian."

"Who, who said it belongs to me? Don't lie." Her tone was a bit threatening.

"Okay, okay, no, it's not the female historian. Then, the female historian can handle it. There may be clues to the thief, but that's not necessarily..."

"you shut up."

Ouyang Rong suddenly fell silent.

A certain female historian buried her face in fox fur.

There was an awkward moment between the two of them again.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Rong Zhen didn't raise his head, but managed to squeeze out a few words between his teeth:

"You...you opened it and read it?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, I picked it up in confusion at the time. I only glanced at it briefly, but I didn't open it for a closer look, nor did I touch it too much. It was quickly handed over to the female family members who came to see the official's injury."

"Are you not lying? Did you really not look carefully?"

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Rong Zhen couldn't help but buried his face and glanced to one side through the gap.

Ouyang Lianghan's eyes were open and he did not shy away from looking at her.

Rong Zhen was speechless.

Ouyang Rong was silent. Except for taking it in his hands and looking at it when he brought it back for the first time, he had never carefully looked at the daughter's bellyband in private these days.

Rong Zhen stared at him for a while.

Just when Ouyang Rong was about to explain, a small voice came from the hospital bed:

"Thank you...thank you."

"fine."

Ouyang Rong's eyes were a little surprised, but he turned around and left the ward.

After he left, in the ward at the back, Rong Zhen didn't know when she got up, raised her little head, her small and delicate fox face was covered with hot red clouds, and she stared blankly at his upright back as he left.

"He is a gentleman..."

Unlike the owner of Dielianhua, he is a real thief.

Rong Zhen really believed that Ouyang Lianghan didn't open it and take a closer look. As for the reason...

She silently took out the baggage from the quilt, opened it, and took out a lost lavender bellyband.

He stared at a certain line of small words for a while.

Rong Zhen was in a daze.

After a while, the tip of her nose twitched slightly.

On the purple bellyband that had been washed white, there was a faint fragrance of soap locust after cleaning. It should have been cleaned by his female family members as Ouyang Lianghan said.

Although after being cleaned this time, it is difficult to leave traces of the breath of the owner of Dielianhua on it, making it difficult to trace its origin.

But the other party was kind-hearted after all to help her cover it up, so Rong Zhen couldn't say anything.

If the state troopers who came from the yard discovered this bellyband that day, it would inevitably be used as evidence and be looked at strangely by the group of people below.

Rong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

But for now, this matter about the purple bellyband is a tacit and shared secret between her and Ouyang Lianghan.

Rong Zhen couldn't help but glance at the leaving figure of a certain gentleman...

"Good guy, why have you gained a lot of merit again?"

At the entrance of the hospital, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but turn around and take another look. A series of crisp wooden fish sounds in his ears made him speechless.

He couldn't help but murmured with thoughtful eyes:

"It's such a nice place. I really should come here often... It would be great if this lady history was discharged from the hospital later."

Ouyang Rong was quite emotional.

In fact, he was also a little surprised by Rong Zhen's trusting attitude.

But... being trusted by others, especially by a beautiful woman, is indeed a comforting thing, if nothing else.

And Ouyang Rong didn't lie. After he got it, he really didn't mess around with his daughter's bellyband, nor did he do anything weird or obscene.

A gentleman should be careful in his independence.

However, he still felt a little guilty in his heart. After all, instead of returning the purple bellyband, he still neglected to give up a golden face called "Fang Xiangshi".

Ouyang Rong shook his head to drive away distracting thoughts. When he saw noon, he turned to board the carriage and ordered in a gentle voice:

"Go to Prince Xunyang's Mansion."

Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at Prince Xunyang's Mansion, and Ouyang Rong came to the junior sister's boudoir.

Soon, he saw a certain figure of a little girl in Confucian attire lying on a swing and basking in the sun in the courtyard...

(End of this chapter)