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Chapter 647: Ling Jiang is on guard against her bestie? Wei Lai smooths things over for Lang! [Vote for the monthly ticket!]

"Grumpy."

Inside the carriage, Xie Lingjiang said something scolding.

Ouyang Rong skillfully pulled out a close-fitting pink handkerchief from Xie Lingjiang's arms and wiped two fingers with it.

The junior sister likes to put the handkerchief in her arms. Ouyang Rong once curiously asked her why. The junior sister blushed and said that there was no extra space in her arms.

The remaining space is just enough for a handkerchief, so even though it's empty, I'll just stuff it in often to make it a habit.

What a frugal little sister.

Ouyang Rong sighed.

While wiping his fingers, he asked back:
"How did Junior Sister know?"

"How do you know what?"

Xie Lingjiang was curious.

"Slippery tongue."

Xie Lingjiang said subconsciously: "Big Brother, this is obvious, uh... uh!"

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The only sound left in the car was a strange "mmm" sound.

Xie Lingjiang only felt that his mouth was blocked, his forehead hit his forehead, and he felt dizzy.

Just when she was halfway through her words, she felt the eldest brother's face enlarged in front of her, and then the remaining unmelted pastry in her mouth was snatched away by someone.

Xie Lingjiang had her head tied into a high ponytail like a man's today, and she felt dizzy.

At the same time, he held her down with a big hand, fixing her so that she couldn't move.

She just felt that her body, along with the pastry between her lips and teeth, was gradually melting.

The atmosphere was quiet.

"Hehe, you are out of strength, don't even think about suppressing me..."

On the seat cushion below, Miao Si, who was held down by Ouyang Rong's palm, lifted up his relaxed palm in a "standing upright" weightlifting posture.

She looked around outside and laughed:
"You're already out of strength, Xiao Rongzi is really weak... You, what are you doing?"

Miao Si was only the size of a palm. When she stood on the cushion of the seat and raised Ouyang Rong's palms with both hands, her view above was blocked.

At this moment, all she could see in front of her was the slender body of Xiao Rongzi in a Confucian robe, pressing on Xie Yatou's scarlet dress. Miaosi could not see the heads of the two above their shoulders.

However, Xie Yatou's passive posture of leaning back was very different from the posture when she was suppressed by Xiao Rongzi just now. Xie Yatou seemed to be enjoying hugging the bad guy's waist and back actively.

To use a trendy term I learned from reading a book, this is called playing hard to get.

"What are you doing? Why are you sticking together again? Weren't you just talking about business? I haven't seen you for a while, and you're sticking together again. You are so shameless!"

After being forced to eat a mouthful of dog food, Miao Si protested in anger and grief.

A feeling of loneliness and solitude, of being ignored by her two little followers, violently washed over her weak heart which pretended to be strong.

The next second, her vision went dark, and she was crushed by the weight of a hand above her head, and her head was covered again.

"Take it away, take it away, take your hands away, why don't you think your saliva is dirty..."

Miao Si asked with a disgusted look while struggling.

When they escaped from Ouyang Rong's clutches again and saw the light of day again, the two people who "ate the same piece of cake" in the carriage had separated.

Ouyang Rong folded a light pink handkerchief and wiped the corners of Xie Lingjiang's pouty red lips as he lowered his head to wipe his mouth.

Xie Lingjiang tilted his head, opened the window, and let in the spring breeze from outside the carriage, trying to blow away the burning heat on his face.

"Thank you, girl, rinse your mouth quickly, uh-huh..."

Miao Si's eyes widened, and this time her mouth was covered by Xie Lingjiang's soft hands.

The latter looked out the window with slightly blurred eyes, without lowering his head to look at her.

No explanation either.

"Junior Sister is right. This cake is indeed very sweet. I will bring it back later and let Auntie, Wei Lai and the others have a taste."

"Ah."

Xie Lingjiang nodded with a blush on his cheeks, and glanced at his senior brother who was as calm as a cloud.

I don’t know if it’s her imagination.

The eldest senior brother is now more family-oriented, or in other words, he cares more about the female relatives around him.

In the past, the eldest brother was busy with official duties all day long and tended to neglect or not care about the affairs or emotions of the women in his family or around him.

And now, the eldest brother began to take the initiative to do something and actively explore their emotional feelings.

Coupled with his style of always being decisive and calm, a sense of a macho head of the family arises spontaneously.

Just like now, with Miaosi's presence, Xie Lingjiang was still shy and blushing, but Ouyang Rong was calm and composed. He said that if they wanted to eat cakes together, they should eat cakes together, eat openly and do it openly.

He is not afraid of other people's eyes, or rather, he doesn't care, he can handle it.

This kind of confident style will naturally give women a sense of security and dependence.

There is also a sense of unexpected adventure and excitement.

Which woman doesn’t like a man who exudes confidence and takes responsibility?

Taking advantage of Xie Lingjiang's distraction, Miao Si finally managed to get out from between her slender fingers, stood on the back of her hand, one hand on her waist, pointed at Ouyang Rong with the other and said:

"Thank you, girl. This fairy wants to expose him. He has someone else's literary aura, Yuan Huaimin's. He is wearing his clothes. Well, who knows what they are doing!
"I suggest that Miss Xie conduct a thorough investigation. We must be vigilant about this matter. In the past during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there were a lot of guys with homosexual tendencies. I have seen a lot of them. I even saw a man slap another man's buttocks at a banquet in Jiankang City..."

"I've already told Junior Sister about wearing Huaimin's clothes. Next."

Ouyang Rong chuckled and casually put aside the thought of making a complaint.

"Hey, Xiao Rongzi, are you really Longyang? No wonder you let Xie girl wear men's clothes every day..."

Miaosi misunderstood and tilted his head in curiosity.

Ouyang Rong was too lazy to explain and tapped Miao Si's head lightly:
"No wonder he sniffs my clothes every day, it turns out he's sniffing this thing..."

"This fairy lady has a very good nose."

Ouyang Rong sighed and nodded: "It seems that I really can't keep you."

The big hand grabbed her, and Miao Si was so scared that she jumped into Xie Lingjiang's hand and hid back in her sleeve.

Ouyang Rong laughed.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the Huaiye Lane mansion.

Before getting off the car, Ouyang Rong lowered his head and sniffed his sleeve without making a sound.

Goodness, I almost forgot that Miaosi can smell literary scent, not just the scent of women.

Moreover, literary aura is very difficult to wash off, and ordinary cleaning methods are not effective, such as the Confucian robe of Yuan Huaimin that he is wearing now.

Well, it’s fortunate that the embroiderer doesn’t like to play with literary style, otherwise if she had some literary taste, her brilliant ideas would be so accurate that she could pick them out at a glance.

However, Ouyang Rong suddenly had an idea.

If it was the little princess, she had literary talent and elegance, just in case... wouldn't Miaosi be able to smell it quickly?

Miao Si could tell at first glance that she was checking up on her junior sister.

He already knew that his junior sister loved to check on him.

But did Junior Sister know about Miao Si's keen sense of literary talent? Was it intentional or... accidental? Was there actually no deliberate targeting?
After a while, Ouyang Rong shook his head gently to dispel the thought.

……

Huaiye Lane mansion, the back house.

After dinner.

Xie Lingjiang prepared to return to the palace.

However, Zhen Shuyuan persuaded him to stay and they went for a walk in the back garden together to digest their food after dinner.

Ouyang Rong was also planning to escape.

After learning the details of how the prince was almost attacked today, his brows furrowed and thoughts lingered in his mind.

However, he was still kept by his aunt to take a walk to digest the food. He had to wait until the junior sister left before he could return to the house.

Ouyang Rong patiently accompanied him.

He withdrew his gaze from the sunset sky, turned around and told the maid to bring a plate of cakes.

The group walked to a pavilion in the garden to rest.

Ouyang Rong invited Zhen Shuyuan and others to taste the embroiderer's pastries.

"Aunt Zhen, please try this cake. It's delicious. I heard from my senior brother that it was given to me by a good friend. Tan Lang also discussed with me that if Aunt Zhen likes it, we can use this cake to entertain the guests at the next birthday party..."

Zhen Shuyuan was stunned for a moment, and when she heard the words "good friends" and "birthday party", her expression changed slightly.

She glanced at Xie Lingjiang's smiling face, then at the plate of cakes, forced a smile and nodded, then took a bite. "Okay, I'll listen to you, Kankan."

Where Xie Lingjiang couldn't see, Zhen Shuyuan glared at Ouyang Rong.

The latter, with an expression as if nothing had happened, pinched a piece of cake made by the embroiderer.

Around them, Ye Weilai and several other girls also tasted the cakes.

Ye Weilai's mind was originally entirely on Tan Lang, and when she heard the word "friend", she did not react like Zhen Shuyuan.

However, after she picked up a piece of osmanthus cake, put it in her mouth and chewed it for a few bites, she gradually calmed down.

Ye Weilai lowered her head and glanced at the plate of pastries.

"Hey, why does this pastry taste familiar?"

Banxi suddenly spoke.

Several women looked sideways.

"What's familiar?" Xie Lingjiang asked curiously.

"I seem to have eaten something similar before, when I was living in Meiluyuan, Longcheng County. It seemed like a new chef came at that time..."

He pointed his finger at his chin, thinking.

Zhen Shuyuan, who had a normal expression on her face, frowned slightly, picked up a piece of cake, put it in her mouth, tasted it again, and frowned even more.

"Isn't this the taste of osmanthus cake? Sister Banxi is overthinking."

Ye Weilai suddenly interrupted.

Everyone saw her shaking her head calmly.
"It's actually pretty much the same as what I made. I can also make this pastry, and it tastes the same. If you like it, Miss Xie, I'll make some some other day..."

Ouyang Rong glanced at Ye Weilai who came to help.

The latter lowered his eyes slightly.

Xie Lingjiang didn't care and nodded slightly:

"Thank you for your kindness, Wei Lai."

Zhen Shuyuan's frown relaxed temporarily, she walked over gracefully, smiling sweetly, and continued to entertain Xie Lingjiang.

After half an hour, everyone who had been walking had almost digested their food.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Xie Lingjiang said goodbye and left.

Ouyang Rong sent Xie Lingjiang to the door. Before leaving the garden, he turned around and glanced at the well-behaved figure of the silver-haired girl who was helping Zhen Shuyuan leave.

A quarter of an hour later, Ouyang Rong returned to Yinbingzhai.

Take off your coat and hang it on the hanger.

He looked around.

I found Ye Weilai making the bed.

She did this every night, quietly cleaning up Yinbingzhai and taking care of Ouyang Rong's daily life.

In the past, when Ouyang Rong came back, he would either rush into the study to take care of important matters; or take off his dirty clothes, take a shower, and then go to the desk to handle official business... Sometimes he would even lock the door to prevent her from getting close.

Tonight, Ouyang Rong was not like that.

He walked quietly into the inner room and came to the bed.

Ye Weilai thought that Tan Lang was tired today and wanted to take a nap on the couch, so she moved aside and prepared to leave.

Ouyang Rong held Ye Weilai's round shoulders and shook his head gently, motioning her to continue.

Ye Weilai nodded blankly and continued to make the bed.

Ouyang Rong stopped for a moment, bent down to help, and lent her a hand.

Ye Weilai turned her head and glanced at Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong didn't squint.

After staring for a while, Ye Weilai smiled faintly and continued to work with her head down.

She had no intention of asking for a reward.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, turned around, and touched her little white-haired head tenderly.

Ye Weilai folded the quilt, turned around, and when he touched her head, she opened her arms and gently hugged his waist.

Ye Weilai stood face to face with Ouyang Rong, snuggling in his arms.

The two of them understood each other tacitly.

After a moment, Ye Weilai kicked off her embroidered shoes, tilted her head, and casually pulled out the mandarin duck jade hairpin that Tan Lang had given her.

Without the hairpin to hold her hair in place, her long silver hair flowed down like a waterfall, sliding over her shoulders and ending up at her waist.

Ouyang Rong silently watched her strange movements.

Ye Weilai raised her hand and pressed down the top of her loosened hair, her palm stopping at Ouyang Rong's neck near his Adam's apple.

Her blue eyes rolled up slightly.

He gestured his current height.

Ouyang Rong discovered that she was much taller than when she first came to Xunyang City.

Ye Weilai's smile turned into two crescent moons.

Ouyang Rong suddenly hugged her.

The sudden weightlessness scared Ye Weilai so much that she clamped her thin legs tightly around his waist like a sloth.

Ouyang Rong weighed it, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:
"I've gained weight. I'm more than 500 kilograms."

Ye Weilai was stunned for a moment, and her eyes suddenly felt sore.

……

Early the next morning.

Ouyang Rong first went to Xunyang Palace.

After discussing with Li Xian and Li Dalang, he first proposed the list of reinforcements from the Second White Tiger Battalion and the Second Black Tortoise Battalion.

Afterwards, they discussed the murder of the prince and the loopholes in the palace guards.

However, the three of them did not plan to submit a letter directly to Luoyang.

First, there might not be enough time. Second, if we write to Luoyang, there might be unexpected airborne personnel, which would be difficult to deal with, so we have to be prepared.

Why not adopt the victim's method of bargaining by playing the victim, the crying child gets the milk.

Go and talk directly to the Supervisory Council and the Imperial Observatory. Don't hold them accountable for almost neglecting their duties, but strive to gain some protection rights for the palace.

It would be best if we could use this opportunity to allow them to transfer a group of elite soldiers from the Xuanwu Camp that they trust to guard the palace and fill in the security gaps.

This is the best strategy.

After a while, the three of them reached an agreement and started to act.

Ouyang Rong immediately left the palace and rushed out of the city.

Two hours later, he arrived at the Xunyang Grottoes at Shuangfengjian.

At the feet of a towering headless Buddha in the grotto, a graceful figure in light purple palace dress was found.

"Ouyang Lianghan, you mean to wait until the reinforcements from the White Tiger Guards and the Black Tortoise Guards arrive, and then you will ask for some troops to guard the palace."

"That's right. Also, Ms. Rong, don't be careless about the pirates in Hukou County. We need to investigate them."

"it is good."

Rong Zhen nodded, but his face looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"What happened to Ms. Rong?"

Rong Zhen thought about it and said directly:
"In fact, before you, Ms. Miaozhen had already come to me last night. I already knew about the attack on the Crown Prince. Ms. Miaozhen discussed with me about writing a letter on the matter.

"I was originally planning to send someone to inform you this morning, but who knew that Ms. Miaozhen was so quick. She had already prepared the memorial last night and sent someone to deliver it to Luodu early in the morning, using the secret channel of the Imperial Astronomical Observatory to quickly and urgently submit the memorial."

"A memorial? What did she submit for? Did she want to be rewarded for protecting the prince?" Ouyang Rong asked subconsciously.

"No, it's about the security of Xunyang Palace."

"What do you mean?"

"I only took a rough look. It seems that Ms. Miaozhen wanted to request to be transferred back from the front line. She wants to stay in Xunyang City and continue to lead people to guard the palace and protect the safety of the prince, just like before."

Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly.

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