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Chapter 576 The Eyes of the Embroiderer [Please give me a monthly ticket! ]

In his life, Ouyang Rong has eaten both sweet and salty dumplings, such as black sesame, red bean paste, peanuts, and those dipped in sugar.

The only thing I haven't eaten is spicy food.

It’s really not a family, don’t enter the same door.

He nodded.

It was undoubtedly the lost legitimate child bride.

People in Nanlong, my hometown in Luling, love spicy food.

However, it is not necessary to add dogwood to all Yuanxiao dry balls...

The slender girl suddenly smiled and seemed to have noticed the problem at the first moment. Her pretty face showed a look of concern and worry.

Ouyang Rong probably understood, she had previously lurked in Meiluyuan and cooked for him, so she knew his taste preferences.

I mistakenly thought that Ouyang Rong loved spicy food and would accept anything, so I made some dry rice balls tonight to give him a surprise.

But I didn't expect that instead of being surprised, I was frightened.

"Yeah."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Qingxiu restrained her initial smile, stood up hastily, and placed her hands nervously on her navy blue floral apron.

"It's okay. Mmm, it's delicious. It's... tasty enough."

Ouyang Rong resisted the spiciness and hurried to comfort her.

After a while, he covered his mouth with both hands, bent down, and tried hard to swallow the dry balls that pricked his taste buds.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand casually:
"It's okay, you sit down first and wait for me to finish eating...

"Well, it's not bad. Don't be nervous. What? You mean, this is your first time making spicy dried rice balls? This... is very creative. I think it's great. Try it more."

He comforted her in every way.

At the same time, scoop up a dried ball with a spoon, pinch your nose, and swallow it directly.

I don't chew the fillings or taste them, and the efficiency is really high.

I gulped it down and finished half a bowl.

The only thing that limited him was his almost bloated stomach from eating so much tonight.

"what."

The expression on Zhao Qingxiu's face seemed to be relieved.

However, Ouyang Rong pulled off the sky-blue ribbon that was covering her eyes.

As if she noticed that Tan Lang in front of her was not eating the Qian Yuan honestly, she kept staring at him the whole time.

Zhao Qingxiu quickly stood up and turned her face away to avoid his gaze.

She gestured in the air with her fingers, looking in a certain direction, as if pointing to a well not far away.

"Um, thank you."

Zhao Qingxiu walked over and served Ouyang Rong a bowl of clear spring water.

Ouyang Rong took it and thanked him.

Zhao Qingxiu sat down on the stone bench opposite him again.

She held her chin with both hands and tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening attentively to the sound of him "enthusiastically" eating the dry balls.

For a moment, he even forgot to ask for back the sky-blue ribbon that Ouyang Rong had pulled from his hand.

Ouyang Rong was also eating dry dumplings while quietly looking at Zhao Qingxiu.

The embroiderer is very thin.

Not the skinny kind with a small frame.

But the ones with thin arms and legs.

Because the embroiderer is not short.

Take the similar Ms. Rong as an example, she is also slim.

Ms. Rong, who was promoted to the Jade Maiden of the Yin-Yang Family, has a "slim" figure that is closer to that of a loli girl.

It's just a little smaller overall, but there's still meat where it should be.

For example, the cheeks and wrists feel fleshy if you pinch them.

But it’s different for embroiderers.

The smooth arms and thighs are as thin as the thin white bamboo poles.

The fair skin on the slender neck even has faint blue blood vessels visible inside.

Yes, the embroiderer’s skin is very fair. She is a typical beautiful girl who was raised in the mountains and rivers of the Jiangnan and Wu Yue regions. This also further highlights the blue blood vessels under the skin on her neck, wrists and other parts.

Although this white and thin body makes her figure look good, it can be expected that she is the most suitable clothes holder. At present, the thighs under the Wufu skirt, the leg shape faintly outlined by the fabric, are also very distinctive and very beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

However, this is unhealthy thinness.

To put it bluntly, you are just skin and bones, with weak qi and blood.

When Ouyang Rong held her wrist through the fabric, he was worried that he might break her arm if he applied a little force...

Although he vaguely knew that she had some experience in Qi training, if they really had to compete in strength, it would be likely that the embroiderer would break his arm.

But it still made him frown.

"Miss Xiu Niang, what did you eat tonight?"

"Ah...ah." Zhao Qingxiu shook her head, pointed to her belly, and waved her hands.

"Aren't you hungry at night? But how can you skip dinner?"

Ouyang Rong scooped up a dried rice ball without saying a word and put it to her mouth.

After reacting, he added:
"It might be a little spicy. If you're not used to it, let's go eat something else later."

Zhao Qingxiu waved his hands and shook his head subconsciously.

"It's okay, I'll change the spoon."

Ouyang Rong immediately stood up and ran to the kitchen without waiting for the embroiderer to react.

However, when he went to the kitchen, he was holding a spoon in his hand, and when he came out, he was still holding a spoon in his hand.

"Well, it's okay this time, you can have a bite too."

He said seriously.

Feeling the hot dry dumplings in the spoon in front of her, Zhao Qingxiu hesitated for a moment, closed her eyes, and opened her pink lips shyly.

Ouyang Rong smiled and put the Qianyuan into her mouth.

Then he took back the spoon, scooped up another dry ball with the spoon with a calm expression, then put it into his mouth and chewed it.

He remained calm throughout the whole process.

Zhao Qingxiu, with her eyes closed, had no idea that someone was doing something unhygienic and bad.

I guess I thought there were two spoons.

Zhao Qingxiu's cheeks puffed up as she chewed the glutinous rice balls. Her mouth was full of the spicy taste, but her little face remained expressionless.

She discovered from a young age that she could tolerate pain very well and endure it quietly. The only time her teeth would make a sound was when the pain was extreme.

This little bit of spiciness was really nothing compared to the pain she had experienced before.

"Tomorrow, I'll go to the East Market to buy a pound of pork. The price should be down by now... I recently learned a meat dish called Dongpo Pork. You can try it too. I guarantee you'll like it."

Ouyang Rong said incoherently while swallowing the Qianyuan.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered his head and said nothing.

In fact, what she wanted to say was that as long as it was made by him and put in front of her mouth, she would eat it, even if it was raw.

Ouyang Rong finally finished the bowl of dry dumplings, put the bowl down, touched his belly under his scholar's robe, and let out a long breath.

I really ate too much tonight. He half-lay on the table, not wanting to move, and turned to look at the embroiderer.

She was seen with her head lowered, her hands somewhat clumsily smoothing out the wrinkles on the navy blue floral apron around her waist and abdomen. Her little face was serious, as if she was doing something very important.

Ouyang Rong immediately raised his hand and flicked the pendant on the ice-white jade hairpin on his head with two fingers.

"Long Ling——"

A crisp sound rang out at the table.

The embroiderer suddenly looked up.

Ouyang Rong blinked, but did not mention the matter of the ice-white jade hairpin. He waved the sky-blue ribbon in his hand, and his expression gradually became serious:

"What's wrong with your eyes? Tell me. It's not convenient to ask in the daytime because there are so many people around."

Zhao Qingxiu lowered his head again.

Ouyang Rong waited for a long time, but she didn't speak.

"Is it inconvenient to say?"

Zhao Qingxiu took the lamp, brought it close to his hand, dipped his fingers in water, and wrote on the table.

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and looked.

Zhao Qingxiu: Can I not say it?

Ouyang Rong was silent for a while, then nodded:
"Row."

As he said this, he took the opportunity of feeding her the noodle to lean forward and look at her neck. There was a faint wound in the shape of a tooth mark.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and spoke in a calm and nonchalant tone:
"But you have to tell me one thing, was it someone else who hurt you?"

Zhao Qingxiu immediately shook his head.

Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, "Naturally suffering from eye disease?"

Zhao Qingxiu hesitated and shook his head.

"It wasn't someone else's doing, and it wasn't an eye disease, so what else could it be?"

He couldn't help but raise his voice a little, which made Zhao Qingxiu tremble. She was sitting on the stone bench, and suddenly turned her back to him, hugging her knees and burying her face.

Ouyang Rong slowly calmed down his expression. After a while, he said calmly and gently, "Okay, let's not talk about it for now. Can you... turn around?"

Zhao Qingxiu raised her head slightly, as if she didn't hear anything. Her pair of dark eyes on her little face looked towards the night in the distance with a radiant look.

That day, Old Monster Sun took action again, and the condition for rescuing Tan Lang was to take her eyes.

She agreed without hesitation.

Later, she separated from the awakened Tan Lang in the underground palace and returned to Yunmeng Jianze. She went to find Old Monster Sun and fulfilled her promise before the old Taoist priest put her back in the water prison.

Old Monster Sun was very impatient and repeatedly asked her if she wanted to regret it. He said that it was not too late to regret it now and she could just go and take the dog eyes of that ungrateful boy. He also said that she saved his life and it was not too much to take his eyes.

Zhao Qingxiu firmly refused. As for the blind matter, she took out a dagger and prepared to do it herself, but was stopped by the senior sister who suddenly appeared.

The eldest senior sister was strongly opposed to it, but Old Monster Sun, who had always been intimidated by the eldest senior sister, was unexpectedly firm in his attitude.

Moreover, miracle doctors save people by exchanging one thing for another, which has been the rule on the mountain for thousands of years, and Yunmeng Jianze is no exception.

Later, the two of them entered a room and no one knew what they talked about.

After coming out, the old monster Sun asked her to eat something with a cold face, and at the same time he still did not forget to persuade her: If you ever regret it, you can still go and get the dog eye of that stinky boy in exchange.

Zhao Qingxiu turned a deaf ear to it. She only remembered that after swallowing the thing, the sky became dark and her mind wandered. When she woke up again and opened her eyes, she saw... it was already "dark".

He reached out to touch it, and although his physical eyes were still there, he was completely blind.

After that day, Old Monster Sun was thrown back into the water dungeon, but the aftermath of this incident had just begun. On the second day, it caused strong dissatisfaction among the other senior sisters. Even the fifth senior sister directly questioned the eldest senior sister and said something in public... shocking and even heartbreaking.

The fifth senior sister asked whether the eldest senior sister allowed the younger junior sister to sacrifice her eyes to save the man for the sake of Yunmeng Yuanjun's position.

This sentence vaguely involves the rules of the Palace of Female Monarchs. The first-line successor to the Lord of Yunmeng Jianze, Yuanjun, is Yue Chuzi, followed by the chief female monarch of the Palace of Female Monarchs.

During those days, Zhao Qingxiu felt very guilty because her personal affairs caused a quarrel among her senior sisters who had always been harmonious and united in dealing with external affairs.

However, later on, it seemed like the Second Senior Sister came forward and went to talk privately with several other angry and dissatisfied Senior Sisters one by one. No one knew what they talked about. Among them, the Fifth Senior Sister went to the water dungeon that day without saying a word. It was said that she went to find Old Monster Sun. No one knew what they talked about. They left silently in the evening... Anyway, since that day, the quarrels in the store subsided.

Moreover, Zhao Qingxiu remembered that on the day she became blind, the senior sister told her that being blind was actually quite good, at least she would not have to look for him again.

Who would have thought... that we would meet now.

After rescuing Tan Lang at the Donglin Temple in Longcheng, Zhao Qingxiu fulfilled her promise and followed her senior sisters back to Jianze, and never paid attention to any news about Tan Lang again.

She and her fellow sisters only knew that his name was Ouyang Rong and that he was the chief official of Longcheng County.

The main reason is that in the eyes of the senior sisters, these are just ordinary people, not worth mentioning. The entire focus of the Female Monarch Hall is on the missing [Craftsmanship] and the mysterious swordsman who intercepted it...

Zhao Qingxiu took a deep breath.

After coming to his senses, he dipped his index finger in water and continued writing on the table.

However, as soon as she wrote the first word, the girl with closed eyes immediately wiped it away with her palm. Faintly, it was the word "Tan" of Tan Lang. She wrote it again...

Ouyang Rong pretended not to see it.

His eyes fell on her right hand which was missing her little finger.

I heard from my aunt that this was an injury that Xiu Niang suffered accidentally when she was a child. She already had it when she came to his family as a child bride.

Zhao Qingxiu was unaware of Ouyang Rong's distracted gaze.

Zhao Qingxiu: Why did you come to Xunyang City, young master?

Ouyang Rong smiled: "I was promoted at the end of last year, and I have been up and down for a year. I am now the Sima of Jiangzhou."

Zhao Qingxiu tilted his head. During the day, he had indeed heard those people calling him Sima, Bachelor, etc.

She counted again: Well, someone is bullying you.

Bullying? Does Wang Lengran and Lin Cheng's workplace violence count? If so, then it did count, but since the people have been fired, it doesn't matter. We won't pursue it.

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and said in a gentle tone:

"No, my colleagues in Jiangzhou are very friendly, and Sima is a sinecure. You see, I have quite a lot of free time...Except tonight."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded in confusion and said "ah" softly. She had no idea what the Sima of Jiangzhou was.

"What about you? You haven't told me why your family doesn't want you anymore, why they sent you here and there, and even left you in Chengtian Temple."

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and wrote: I don’t blame them, it was me who wanted to come here.

Ouyang Rong raised his hand and touched the ice-white jade hairpin on his head, his tone seemed to be nonchalant:

"I see. You don't want to cause trouble to your family? I see. Indeed, you are dumb, blind, and a girl. An ordinary family really doesn't want to raise you."

Hearing his words that seemed to be made up, Zhao Qingxiu couldn't help but pause.

She also wrote: Why is that young master so good to me?
As soon as Zhao Qingxiu wrote these words, she regretted it and reached out her little hand to wipe the table.

But it was too late. She found that Tan Lang, who was sitting across the table, seemed to be smiling at her and said, "Because you look like an old friend of mine."

"Ah?" Zhao Qingxiu opened her mouth, her face full of confusion.

Ouyang Rong kept smiling and said:

"I'm not talking about the old friend I met at the Beitian Charity House in Donglin Temple. Well, that is indeed a kind of fate, half an old friend, but the old friend I'm talking about is the people from my hometown.

"I don't know how to explain it to you. Well, my aunt mentioned to me that the old friend was my childhood playmate. It seems that she was missing the little finger on her right hand and was also mute. She was also called Xiu Niang. Well, this nickname is often given to girls from poor families in the countryside...

"But, girl, you do look a lot like her. Are you... from Nanlong, Luling?"

Zhao Qingxiu's body trembled slightly.

She didn't answer, but lowered her head and ran a slender finger across the table: So, sir, do you still remember the appearance of this old friend?

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and said, "I was young and sick a lot, so I don't have much impression... and it seems that there are some taboos, so my aunt didn't say much."

Zhao Qingxiu listened attentively and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong, who seemed to have had a good rest, suddenly stood up and covered her dim eyes with the sky-blue ribbon again.

He grabbed Zhao Qingxiu's slender wrist and said in a stubborn tone:
"Let's take you somewhere."

"Ah?" The slender mute girl with dusty eyes followed him foolishly.

(End of this chapter)