i have a sword fairy

But he still didn't dare to let her take a look at his heart lake. Just now he was careless and unrestrained, and unconsciously fell in love with Xiao Xiao. This is what Zhao Rong finds strange recently. He often thinks of Xiao Xiao, but he After thinking about it for a while, I found that the reason may be that the autumn is dry and the long absence has made people "get angry", and the current Qingjun is just killing and not burying-if Qingjun takes a look, she will be angry again. Just the right trick...

Then don't even think about coming out of the white tiger's cave to find the little fox.

Zhao Rong gritted his teeth secretly, the next moment, his brows were furrowed, and he waved his sleeve.

"Unreasonable, Qing Jun, why have you become so unreasonable." He also turned his head away, looking towards the direction outside the pavilion opposite to Concubine Zhao Ling's line of sight, with a solemn expression, and no longer looked at the woman in front of him.

Inside this unnamed elegant pavilion.

There is a young man and woman, standing and sitting together.

The standing woman, with exquisite makeup and elegant new makeup, is standing still with her arms upright, but her pretty eyes are icy.

The man sitting in danger, with a straight face, a scholarly scarf and a green shirt, is staring solemnly, already calm and speechless.

This couple, who had been newly married for more than half a year, suddenly became silently deadlocked.

The atmosphere gradually froze, until later, even the autumn wind that wrinkled the water in the lake broke into the pavilion without causing any waves.

I don't know how long it took, anyway, Zhao Rong felt that it was a long time.

At first he was able to hold on, in the frozen air that seemed to be inside an iceberg, but later on, as time ticked by, Zhao Rong only found it more and more unbearable, and even had a vague feeling auditory hallucinations.

The gentle voice of the lady came from the heart lake, and she only said, "There is no one here, the husband only needs to take the initiative to take a small step back, and we will pretend that nothing happened, and I will definitely serve you and make up for you"...

Zhao Rong pinched the flesh on his thigh calmly, the pain was slight, and the auditory hallucination disappeared.

He pursed his lips and frowned, secretly groaning inwardly.

On weekdays when the two were together, he courted Qingjun, and sometimes served tea and water for her, like just bowing down and feeding Qingjun porridge with his own hands. There is a tacit understanding, and you will not despise the other party because of the other party's "bow down" and "flattery".

It's just mutual giving, and it's more intimate and interesting than the serious relationship of raising eyebrows and getting to know each other like guests.

However, this situation at this moment is different from the usual "love and accommodation" in nature.

Zhao Rong didn't know why Qing Jun made a sudden move. Just now she had exposed the sharp fangs of the white tiger, and half falsely asked him to "never think about other women in the lake of heart". Afterwards, there was a confrontation , At this point in the stalemate scene, the bayonet is already red, and one of the two must retreat.

It must be decided temporarily, who needs the other more, who cannot do without the other more, and who is more afraid of losing the other party.

Zhao Rong also doesn't like the dull atmosphere between the two at the moment, but he is afraid that once he takes the initiative to take a small step back now, there will be many small steps and big steps waiting for him to back down in the future.

Until the end, she was completely suppressed by Qing Jun, and she took away the dominance of the relationship between the two of them, and there was no way they could turn over in the future.

Zhao Rong's originally calm brows became more and more wrinkled.

At a certain moment, he couldn't help but cast his eyes to the right first, Zhao Rong couldn't turn his head, otherwise Qing Jun would notice him and think he was showing cowardice.

Therefore, now limited by his vision, Zhao Rong could only catch a glimpse of Qing Jun's back from the corner of his eye.

She is tall, with a straight back and a high neck.

Zhao Rong felt that the current Qingjun was like a noble and arrogant phoenix bird, defending her pride, and it seemed that she would never take the initiative to look back at him.

Qingjun wanted him to surrender under her skirt.

Although it includes food, accommodation and sleep.

But Zhao Rong was still unwilling to be a slave.

What is Qingjun thinking now?

Zhao Rong glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling's beautiful figure from the corner of his eye, and suddenly thought to himself.

Gradually, some hesitation gathered on his thin face with his back to Concubine Zhao Ling...

In a place where Zhao Rong can't see.

a moment.

The expressionless Concubine Zhao Ling's cold eyes flickered suddenly, and her eyes like autumn water began to ripple like the lake outside the pavilion, slowly rippling round and round.

But immediately, she narrowed her autumn eyes slightly, and the wrinkle of Wang Qiushui in her eyes was instantly smoothed out, and she immediately calmed down.

As the sun rose gradually, several waves of pedestrians passed by outside the Yating, but there was still no movement inside the pavilion.

At this moment.

Zhao Rong looked up at the bowl of glutinous rice porridge with lotus seeds on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and then at Qingjun's proudly standing back.

Forget it, Qingjun came to see me today, and he was cooking porridge, getting new clothes, and drawing swords, so he temporarily accommodated her, um, just take one step back, one small step, and I won’t back down again next time...

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, his brows stretched out, his hesitation disappeared, and he looked at the lotus seed porridge on the table again.

Concubine Zhao Ling was angry just now and knocked the bowl on the table vigorously. Now, both of them are located on the side of the pavilion facing the lake, and the stone table in the center of the pavilion is right between them and the exit. The porridge no longer emits white gas, so it must have cooled down a lot.

He pursed his lips.

suddenly.

Zhao Rong got up.

Zhao Lingfei's back trembled.

Zhao Rong didn't turn around, so he didn't see Qingjun's reaction. He was going to fetch lotus seed porridge, and then turned around to coax Qingjun and feed her the porridge.

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, ready to lick a wave of ladies.

He took a step.

whoosh-

"Don't go!"

In the next second, with a sudden sound of piercing through the air, Concubine Zhao Ling appeared behind Zhao Rong's side in an instant, her hands hurriedly grabbed his right forearm, and she pulled Zhao Rong with a panicked expression.

"Don't go, I, I... I was wrong, don't go!"

Zhao Lingfei's tone was terrified.

At this moment, her almond eyes were slightly opened, and the pool of autumn water in her eyes seemed to be blown up by a fright, and the waves could not be calmed down for a long time.

In Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes, at this moment, Brother Rong was looking at the door expressionlessly, as if he had made up his mind to go, and the force generated by his body leaning forward still remained between her tightly knit fingers.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly became anxious, and her hands gripped Zhao Rong's forearm with greater strength, as if she was afraid that he would break free in the next moment, leaving her wayward and leaving alone, just like the nightmare at the beginning.

Concubine Zhao Ling held Zhao Rong's hand tightly while staring at his side face eagerly.

Zhao Rong still looked expressionless, but in fact... his expression froze,

Zhao Rong really never thought that this would be the case, and he didn't react for a while.

But immediately, his mind moved, and he gradually sorted out his thoughts, and became trance-like,

At the same time, Zhao Rong had a wry smile in his heart.

What a mess.

Just now, he was going to fetch the porridge and feed it to Qing Jun, but he took a small step back and subdued her, but in the end, Qing Jun thought he was going to leave in a fit of anger?Well, it should be, so Qingjun is here to give in first?

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look sideways, and looked at Qing Jun who seemed to be a different person. Just now she was proudly ignoring him with her head up, but now she held his hand pitifully and held him back in a weak voice.

Zhao Rong was a little speechless.

It turned out that Qingjun took a small step back first. It turned out that she couldn't hold on any longer. The appearance just now was quite similar, and she was almost faked, thinking that she really didn't care...

But after thinking about it, Zhao Rong didn't feel any embarrassment in his heart. On the contrary, seeing Qingjun's current appearance, his heart suddenly felt a little... inexplicably uncomfortable.

At this moment.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook Zhao Rong's arm in a daze, and said softly, "Brother Rong."

The corners of her eyes were sparkling, but she still didn't dare to blink, because she was afraid that in the blink of an eye, he would disappear from her eyes and never appear again.

Zhao Rong remained calm and didn't speak immediately, but he sighed slightly in his heart, not knowing what to say.

Concubine Zhao Ling took another step up and got close to him. She took Zhao Rong's arm with both hands, hugged her tightly, raised her head and stared at him without blinking, "Brother Rong~"

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that his arms were trapped in two colorful clouds whose shapes could easily change with external forces.

He pursed his lips.

In the next second, turn your head.

Zhao Rong said with a straight face, "Let me show you the heart lake."

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and shook her head, Bu Yao above the temples also swayed, her voice was very small and weak, "No, no need, my husband..."

The white tiger who wanted to eat people before turned into a clingy little milk cat.

Zhao Rong stared at Qingjun who had become obedient, his heart trembled slightly.

Chapter 237 Drilling into the Grove

Zhao Rong found that Qingjun seemed to have a special fear of him turning around and leaving, just like the situation just now.

Zhao Rong looked down at Qingjun, she was holding his arm with both hands, buried her head on her chest, half of her face was pressed against his arm, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while, and his arms felt a bit of hardness hidden between the soft clouds.

It was a black jade that she guarded personally for him, just like guarding his body.

I don't know what I thought of, Zhao Rong's eyes drooped slightly, and he said: "You should take a look at my heart lake."

The tone is calm.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head hastily, her eyelashes trembling, she shook her head vigorously, but the tassels on Yun Tanbu stopped fluttering.

The ignorant Qingjing seemed to have sensed the atmosphere between his parents, and sat quietly at one end of the step, with his pocket-sized body huddled, motionless.

"No, no, Brother Rong, Concubine Ling was joking just now, don't take it seriously... On the mountain, even the closest Taoist couple can't show the heart lake to each other. This is a tacit understanding...You, don't say it Got angry."

Concubine Zhao Ling said these words with laughter at first, but, as she spoke, her voice overflowed with tears in the last few words.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the cold lotus seed porridge on the table in front of him. He didn't look down at Qingjun, but he felt Qingjun's violently rising and falling chest on his right arm.

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head slightly, staring at Zhao Rong's side face intently, her eyes flickered, Qiongbi sucked from time to time, and the tip of her small nose was slightly red.

Zhao Rong noticed Concubine Zhao Ling's expectant eyes.

For a moment, he nodded slightly.

Concubine Zhao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She was not afraid of anything, but she was afraid of Brother Rong's "calm tone". Although the first attempt at "Yu Fu" failed, she still had a chance to try again in the future. Being disgusted with her is the most aggrieved and uncomfortable thing for Concubine Zhao Ling. If she knew it would be like this in advance, she would rather not try Yufu.

Aunt Liu said that once a man gets bored with a woman, he will become more and more ruthless. He only feels that this woman is becoming more and more obtrusive, and there are problems everywhere, until finally, he treats her like a waste.

However, I remember that when Aunt Liu said this, she glanced at her, as if she noticed that her little face was tense, and then smiled and said, "If Rong Er dares to hate you in the future, treat our little Qingjun If it’s a shame, then you just roll up your sleeves and squeeze your fists to beat him until he treats you like the first time you saw him...

Thinking of Aunt Liu, Concubine Zhao Ling felt warm, but she was not willing to beat Brother Rong, even Aunt Liu had never beaten him a few times.

So, after hearing Aunt Liu's words next to the bed while huddled in the quilt in the boudoir, Concubine Zhao Ling immediately shook her head, flicking her two loose ponytails like a rattle.

Later, Aunt Liu sighed and said, "If you, a silly girl, are bullied to death by my brat in the future, you will deserve it", and then poked her forehead with her finger.

Concubine Zhao Ling still remembers that at that time she said stubbornly in a low voice, "Brother Rong will not hate me"...

Concubine Zhao Ling withdrew her thoughts, raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong's thin side face quietly, she took a deep breath, and was about to start coaxing Brother Rong again.

But in the next second, before Concubine Zhao Ling could organize her words, the bamboo horse husband in front of her moved.

Zhao Rong suddenly grabbed Concubine Zhao Ling's hands, pulled her up, and led her directly to the stone table.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and put the glutinous rice porridge with lotus seeds into the lacquered food box again.

I don't know how many times today, I haven't finished a bowl of porridge yet.

Immediately, holding a suitcase and holding Concubine Zhao Ling with the other, she left the pavilion, turned to the left, and walked directly towards the remote lakeside, the inaccessible mountain forest.

Where the autumn leaves have not yet fallen, it is still lush and deep.

It's a good place to go hunting.

Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly stunned at first, then her pretty face suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple, and the remaining bluishness and whiteness disappeared immediately.

After Concubine Zhao Ling came to her senses, she raised her head and looked at Brother Rong, who was pulling her forward in a big stride, walking straight forward without stopping, and turned her head sharply to look at the pedestrians passing by in the distance.

Several of them turned their heads, as if they had spotted their lovers who were about to drill into the "little forest".

Concubine Zhao Ling blushed even more, she lowered her head shyly.

The hand she was holding exerted a little force and pulled back.

It's just that Zhao Rong didn't look back at her, and still walked forward on his own, as if he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, and didn't mean to wait until there was no one else.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't dare to struggle anymore, she lowered her eyes and bit her lip, her autumn eyes stared blankly at the ground, where was the shadow of her and Brother Rong'er together.

Why is he so eager to go to Xunyou? He should have calmed down a lot, but wait a minute...he still needs to find more places.