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Chapter 686 Zhao Qingxiu: [Thank you sister, which sister is outside?] (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Ouyang Rong's arrival caused quite a stir in the courtyard.

And his footsteps.

What's more, Xie Lingjiang and Zhao Qingxiu were both middle-level Qigong practitioners, so they could naturally hear it clearly.

Ouyang Rong walked into the lobby and saw the embroiderer who was collecting clothes at the clothesline in the courtyard turned around and "looked" at him.

Beside the Eight Immortals Table, the junior sister's back remained motionless, as if she was eating noodles with her head down.

The sky above the courtyard was covered with dark clouds, and a thunderstorm was about to occur, but a strong wind had already risen, blowing the trees in the courtyard.

"Long Ling——"

It was the sound of the ice-white jade hairpin pendant being blown by the wind.

But Ouyang Rong saw that the hairpin was not in the embroiderer's hair, and a special crisp sound came from the Eight Immortals Table...

Turn around and look.

At this moment, it was lying quietly next to the junior sister's noodle bowl, close to the edge of the table, with the pendant end hanging in the air, swaying in the wind.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and walked over.

"Ah."

Zhao Qingxiu put away her clothes and returned, calling out "Tan Lang" softly, and pointed to the eight-immortal table in the lobby.

Ouyang Rong was silent. He walked to the table and sat down opposite Xie Lingjiang.

Zhao Qingxiu returned to the corridor to shelter from the rain, holding a few clean Confucian robes. She did not go into the lobby immediately, but went to the main room to put her clothes first.

Ouyang Rong looked at his junior sister quietly.

The bright red dress she loved to wear seemed a little dull in the dimly lit lobby.

Like being wet.

But the fire did not go out as she moved the bowl of noodles slightly.

The flame seemed to be jumping gently.

It's like burning silently in a fireplace in a warm house, in a windless and rainless environment, evoking some memories for others.

Xie Lingjiang buried his head in eating noodles, even faster, without looking at him.

Ouyang Rong suddenly thought of the first time they met.

That day was in the Sanhuiyuan of Donglin Temple. He was kicked out and turned his head to look at her against the sunlight. She was a little dazzling, and her voice was as clear as a yellow warbler, still ringing in his ears:

"And the accomplice who was keeping watch? The little thief."

"What thief? This is my house. You are the thief who broke into my house."

"Putting the blame on someone else? It seems like you're a repeat offender... This is where he recuperates, how could it be your monk's room? Don't try to fool me."

"Is there a possibility that I am the resentful senior brother..."

"you?"

"I wrote two comments on the first sentence of the fifth line on page 18 of the Buddhist scripture "Awakening of Faith in the Mahayana" in your hand: 'Reciting the Buddha's name will lead you to the Pure Land, and fearlessness will lead you to Bodhi'...

"Hello, Junior Sister."

"You...you are a little different from what was rumored and what my father said. They all said that Ouyang Lianghan was a righteous gentleman, with a strong character, upright and unique, and upright words..."

"You too... I just didn't expect Junior Sister to be like this..."

"So what?"

"Such an approachable person..."

The memories in his mind surged and receded like a tide. In the dim lobby, in front of the eight-immortal table, Ouyang Rong rubbed his face and suddenly spoke:
"Hello, Junior Sister."

Xie Lingjiang paused while eating noodles.

She continued eating, and after a while she finished the noodles. She gently placed the bowl on the table and put her chopsticks neatly together on the bowl.

He kept his eyes down throughout the process and his movements were meticulous.

Ouyang Rong saw tears on her face.

He stretched out his hand.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly reached out and pressed the ice-white jade hairpin next to him.

Ouyang Rong did not stop moving. Instead of taking the hairpin, he picked up her empty noodle bowl, stood up and walked to the kitchen.

After a while, he came back with another bowl of longevity noodles.

"Den."

A slight sound.

A full bowl of longevity noodles was placed next to Xie Lingjiang. Ouyang Rong also brought back an extra piece of garlic, held it in his hand, and bent down to peel the garlic for her.

Xie Lingjiang looked at the courtyard without looking away.

When Ouyang Rong was peeling garlic, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the tabletop was half wet, and there was half a bowl of water on the table.

Faintly, some beautiful handwriting could be seen on the damp tabletop, but after it was written, it was wiped away by someone, and it was unclear what the two girls had communicated at the table before.

At this time, Zhao Qingxiu returned with an oil lamp in his hand.

Xie Lingjiang suddenly stood up, walked over, helped Zhao Qingxiu hold the lamp, and reached out to help her sit down.

"Ah."

Zhao Qingxiu's little face was full of gratitude.

Xie Lingjiang lowered his eyes and tilted his head to glance at the oil lamp.

Before Ouyang Rong could see her expression clearly with the help of the candlelight.

"call out."

The candle in Xie Lingjiang's hand went out.

"I can see clearly, no need."

In the dim lobby, she spoke calmly to the blind Zhao Qingxiu.

Xie Lingjiang helped Zhao Qingxiu to the place where she originally ate noodles, and she sat next to her.

So, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu sat face to face.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong stood up and sat next to him.

He sat down opposite Xie Lingjiang again.

Xie Lingjiang didn't look at him, but turned his head to look at the blindfolded girl who was smiling and looking around.

The latter dipped his finger in clean water and wrote on the still dry table:
【Xie sister, are you full?】

"Well, your cooking skills are still so good. I just can't make it. On Aunt Zhen's birthday, I can only give some tacky gifts and ask others to cook."

【Thank you, sister, you are still so beautiful】

"You can't see, so why do you say I'm beautiful?"

[Although I am blind, I will always remember Sister Xie's appearance on that day. The book says that a person with a kind heart is beautiful, and Sister Xie has both of them. I can see, and I can still do it even if I am blind.]

Xie Lingjiang glanced sideways, was silent for a while, and said:
"Miss Xiu Niang, what happened to your eyes? They were fine before you left that day..."

There was a slight tremor in her voice.

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head and smiled brightly.

[It was an accident. I was careless. I don’t blame others. Thank you, sister, for not thinking too much.]

Xie Lingjiang stared at her straight, as if in a daze.

After a while he said:

"Okay, okay."

At this time, Ouyang Rong tried to ask:

"Junior Sister, Embroidery Lady, have you met before?"

Xie Lingjiang ignored him. Zhao Qingxiu nodded slightly and wrote on the table:

[In Longcheng before, when you were injured and unconscious, I met Sister Xie. She took good care of me.]

Ouyang Rong wanted to ask again, but found that his sleeve was pulled.

Looking down, the embroiderer had already withdrawn her hand.

The silent Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled. He turned around and saw the girl with her eyes covered with a sky-blue ribbon smiling optimistically, lowering her head and writing new words:
[Thank you, sister. I give you this hairpin. It’s too noisy. I don’t like it.]

Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and looked at the ice-white jade hairpin that he had seen in the hair of his senior brother before.

She had heard Zhen Shuyuan tell the story of the origin of this hairpin, which belonged to a woman from the Zhao family.

"No, it's yours, and no one can take it away from you."

Xie Lingjiang stood up and put the ice-white jade hairpin back on Zhao Qingxiu, and said softly:
"I give it to you, so he is not blind."

The latter was flattered and quickly took out an amulet and handed it to Xie Lingjiang.

[Thank you, sister. I was originally planning to see you on your birthday, but I didn’t expect it to be brought forward today… This amulet is for you. I also made one for Tan Lang. They are in pairs, and the meaning is really good. When you wear them, you are really a perfect couple, a talented man and a beautiful woman.]

Xie Lingjiang looked at her sincere words of blessing, then looked down at the amulet without saying a word.

The two girls sat down at the table and started chatting with each other.

Ouyang Rong looked at it, helpless, and had to lower his head to eat the noodles.

At some point, Ouyang Rong felt someone writing on his palm.

She is an embroiderer.

[When Sister Xie came in just now, she seemed very angry. After seeing me, she was quiet for a long time and didn’t scold me. She even ate noodles with me later… She wanted to cry. Tan Lang, you must coax Sister Xie, otherwise I will not forgive you, really.]

After writing this, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to say goodbye to Xie Lingjiang, then got up and went back to his room.

But before leaving, she carefully left a message on the table:
[Thank you sister, who is the sister outside?]

Xie Lingjiang finally turned around and looked at Ouyang Rong with cold eyes.

Ouyang Rong immediately explained:
"She's not a sister, at least not in the way you understand her. She is a conscientious colleague. I didn't handle things well today and attracted her. I'll take care of it later. You can take a rest first, it's okay."

Zhao Qingxiu nodded thoughtfully and walked out the door. Only Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang were left in the lobby.

Ouyang Rong finished his longevity noodles and asked softly:

"Are you still hungry, little apprentice sister? There aren't enough noodles. I'll make some more hot noodles."

While Ouyang Rong was talking, he had already stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Xie Lingjiang suddenly stood up and walked towards the courtyard gate in the opposite direction.

Ouyang Rong immediately turned around, followed her like a dog-skin plaster, and reached out to hold her hand.

Xie Lingjiang tried to shake it off, and Ouyang Rong pulled it again. The two saw this happen three times in a row.

During this time, a small ink stick fell out of Xie Lingjiang's sleeve and fell to the ground.

The two of them were pulling each other all the way and didn't pay attention for a while.

Ouyang Rong still reached out to grab her hand firmly.

But the next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, the scenery in front of his eyes changed, and his body flew backwards. When he reacted, he was already lying on his back.

It was a kick from Junior Sister.

Ouyang Rong widened his eyes and touched his chest in a daze.

Xie Lingjiang turned his head, his eyes red:

"I know what you said in your first sentence!"

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was the sentence "Hello, little junior sister".

Her eyes were sore and she tried to look up. She couldn't hold back her tears as she spoke more.

"But I've never figured it out. When you first saw me, you said I was approachable. What was going on? I kicked you away when we first met, and now I'm kicking you away again..."

Having said that, Xie Lingjiang covered his mouth with one hand and took deep breaths.

Ouyang Rong fell to the ground and looked up. Against the sunlight in front of the courtyard gate, her figure became fiery red again, burning like a raging flame.

The oval face was wet with tears, turning into a harlequin cat-like face.

Ouyang Rong looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said gently:

"It's a secret. I'll tell you on our wedding night when I marry you. Okay?"

"Get lost! Who cares?"

Xie Lingjiang cursed, turned around and walked away. The fiery red figure ran to the door, stopped suddenly, and threw down a series of words:

"Ouyang Lianghan, you should deal with Rong Zhen's matter first and send her away! You must not disturb Sister Xiu Niang. She is dumb and blind. No matter how blind she is, you have contributed to it. I am sure of it. As for other people, it doesn't matter if you hurt them, including me. But if you betray such a good girl, don't see me again. I don't want you as my senior brother! I will never forgive you, never!"

Ouyang Rong stood there in a daze.

After a while, he slowly realized something: before his junior sister left, she seemed to have taken away the amulet that the embroiderer had made for her.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a black object moving on the ground next to him. Turning around, he saw a familiar small ink stick that seemed to have long legs and was quietly moving to the corner of the lobby, afraid of attracting other people's attention.

Ouyang Rong stood up suddenly and grasped Miaosi's body in his hand.

"Wow, it hurts, let go, wow, why do your hands still smell like garlic, ugh, ugh, no wonder Xie girl didn't let you hold hands, wuwu, Xie girl, wait, wait, this fairy lady, I'm not leaving yet! Wuwu, we can't do this, we have to unite, unite!"

The little black spirit turned into a human form in pain, looked around, and cried out.

Ouyang Rong had a stern face, and he held her little head with two fingers, straightened her face, and said word by word, eye to eye:

"Oh, the Fairy Lady is here too. You are always there. What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"Haha, what a coincidence, little Rongzi, we have such a good fate, the best, no doubt about it."

The next moment, Ouyang Rong suddenly raised it up and pretended to throw it to the ground.

Miao Si screamed "Ah" and subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands.

But soon, she found that she seemed not to have hit the ground with her body. She secretly opened her fingers, peeked out, was stunned for a moment, put down her palm, looked around, it was dark around, and she found herself in a familiar cuff.

Miao Si touched her body with both hands and found that she had no missing arms or legs.

"Ah?"

At this moment, she heard the voice of the girl with the ribbon blindfold coming from the world outside her cuffs.

It turned out that this pretty mute girl heard someone fall outside and went out to help.

"I'm fine, I just fell accidentally."

Ouyang Rong seemed to shake his head and spoke.

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Zhao Qingxiu seemed to be writing.

After a while, Ouyang Rong's voice came from outside: "Okay, I'll go take care of Junior Sister right away. I'll come back to you if I need anything. Have a good rest and don't worry."

"Yeah." The two seemed to separate.

Miao Si breathed a sigh of relief, but then she heard Ouyang Rong's low voice coming from outside:

"Have you informed Rong Zhen? How did she get here? Can she locate her like you?"

Miao Si was stunned and shook his head quickly:

"No! Why would this fairy lady harm you for no reason? I just couldn't bear to see it, so I helped little girl Xie. You were wrong in the first place, but this fairy lady still knows the importance of the matter. How could I collaborate with the enemy? Unless you bully little girl Xie, she is so good, how dare you betray her? For the rest of my life, I will scold you for as long as I live, so that future generations will also know that the legendary sword master of [Craftsmanship] and this fairy lady's 99th little follower is the most heartless man in history, the most shameful, no doubt about it..."

She was mumbling in the middle of something when Ouyang Rongqu flicked her head with his finger. She became dizzy and turned into an ink stick, shutting up obediently.

Outside, Ouyang Rong dusted himself off and walked out of the courtyard.

However, when the door opened and he saw the scene of people in red and purple facing each other outside, his eyelids twitched unconsciously.

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