i have a sword fairy

The second time he delivered the letter, he took the letter directly to Concubine Zhao Ling just like the last time.

I still remember.

That afternoon.

The breeze is gentle and the sun is just right.

The sound of birds is melodious, and there is a sense of tranquility.

He found her by a lake at that time.

There are lotus flowers and mandarin ducks on the lake, and there are no idlers by the lakeside. From a distance, she is the only one sitting on a bluestone with her slender figure, with her head down, playing with something.

He approached with his sword behind his back.

Then, it crashed into a spring breeze.

I see.

She is lowering her head, holding fine embroidery and needlework in a pair of flawless white jade hands.

She bit her cherry lips lightly, her eyes dotted with a mole of tears narrowed slightly, and she was staring at the female red in her hand intently, as if she was facing the most difficult thing in the world.

She threaded the needle carefully.

one stitch.

two stitches.

Suddenly, she shrank her bare hands.

The jade lips parted lightly, and put the onion finger into his mouth, with an aggrieved expression, sucking it one after another.

But when her eyes touched the pattern on the embroidery, she smiled foolishly again.

With one hand she continued to tightly hold the needle that hurt her, and with the other she gently hugged the embroidery into her arms. She tilted her head and looked tenderly at the mandarin ducks on the lake.

At that moment, that scene was completely different from the desolate and dignified one when I first met her.

Jiang Chebai's footsteps had already stopped.

Staring blankly.

The chilling cicada on his back trembled with his heartstrings.

I don't know what the embroidery in her hand is, it looks like two fat ducks...

But this is not the point.

The point is, he knew, it was her.

1 Chapter Forty

Obviously it is daytime.

sunny.

But a certain corner on the tower.

It was a little brighter because of a woman's smile.

That is the feeling of the owner of a pair of sneak peeks or direct gazes.

The Dao Companion Ceremony is still going on, and it is drawing to a close.

Not far under the secluded mountain.

Inside a restaurant, it was equally lively.

but.

There was one person who was out of tune with the bustling celebrations that almost filled the city.

Zhao Rong was expressionless at this moment.

His smile has gradually disappeared since just now.

Zhao Rong propped his chin with both hands, and stared at the corner above the water curtain motionlessly. The tea cup beside his arm was still full, but it was already cold.

All the scenes just now happened before Zhao Rong's eyes.

Scenes.

At the beginning, there was an unexpected little girl in a pink skirt who ran to hug Qingjun.

At that time, he still made up some gossip stories in his mind with evil taste.

For example, that little girl is Qing Jun's child, and he is the child's father... Well, it seems that it's only been more than half a year since the separation, and the child is already this big?

It's just that he hasn't been happy for long.

Then came the young man in white with a sword on his back.

This young man with a sword on his back who couldn't see his face was familiar to him, but then he became jealous.

The young man with the sword on his back didn't know what he had said to Qing Jun.

It actually made Qing Jun laugh!

Suddenly, Zhao Rong felt inexplicable unhappiness.

Ever since he awakened the memory of his previous life, he hasn't seen Qingjun smile yet!

Zhao Rong felt sore in his heart.

After that, every move of the young man with the sword on his back made him suspicious.

Damn, why isn't this guy leaving?Lai next to Qingjun?

Not right.

Why is Qingjun still talking to him?

hateful!

How are they so close?

If Su Xiaoxiao dared to do this, Zhao Rong would definitely spank her...

Concubine Zhao Ling actually kept a normal distance from Jiang Chebai, but in his eyes, no matter how he looked at it, he felt close...

Zhao Rong stared at the water curtain without blinking.

My heart is full of jealousy.

Although he hasn't met Qing Jun yet, he got Qing Jun's reply.

But Zhao Rong still domineeringly regards Qingjun as a taboo.

"Pfft~"

Gui couldn't bear it anymore.

Zhao Rong said with a straight face, "What are you laughing at?"

"Cough, it's nothing."

Returning to be a sword spirit, in a special state of soul body, located in Zhao Rong's brow chakra, it can see Zhao Rong's heart lake, but it can't peep into Zhao Rong's thoughts.

Normally, when Zhao Rong communicated with it, it was equivalent to shutting his mouth and speaking out in his heart, which was different from thoughts.

Although Gui also has a few taboo secret techniques that can peek into other people's minds, he can barely use them at this time.

But it will not use it desperately, because the thoughts in the Lake of Human Heart are extremely complicated, let alone whether it can immediately find the useful thoughts that others are thinking at the moment, the huge amount of information alone will make its spirit body bear Can't live.

"Puchi!" Gui laughed again.

Zhao Rong said word by word: "You are laughing!"

Gui did not retaliate, and was very happy.

Although it can't read minds, but because of its special soul and body, it can see the color of Zhao Rong's heart lake.

This is a special perspective of the soul body, which can roughly know other people's emotions through the color of their hearts.

Gui looked at the color of Zhao Rongxin Lake again.

Haha, didn't it still symbolize happiness just now? Blue?How did it become this color now?

Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't really seen this color before.

Strange.

Gui coughed and said in a serious tone, "Zhao Rong, you've turned green."

"..." Zhao Rong.

……

Youshan, on the watch tower.

The Dao Companion Ceremony has come to an end.

Cheng Guilu and Lu Yao'er left leisurely in the colorful auspicious clouds, amidst the fluttering flowers, grand rituals and music, and the sound of everyone's blessings.

But the people who participated in the ceremony did not go down the mountain immediately.

Instead, he waited on the watchtower.

To be able to hold a Daoist Companion Ceremony on a secluded mountain is a high standard that has rarely been seen in hundreds of years.

Even the Xinran sect, which is the largest sect in the north of Wangque, feels that the scenery is boundless.

And lent Youshan to the wife of Xinranzong, and allowed everyone who went up the mountain to bring a purple flower down the mountain.

You must know that the purple flowers blooming all over the mountain are not allowed to pick them privately on weekdays, even the owners of several private houses on the mountain are not allowed.

Therefore, although a purple flower seems to have no use other than viewing, it symbolizes the person's connections and status.

At this time, everyone was looking forward to it.

A group of handsome purple-clothed female officials slowly boarded the watch tower, walking gracefully, full of charm, and in a variety of ways, all different from each other.

They stood at the entrance of Wangju Tower, and everyone who left could receive a purple flower.

People are queuing up slowly.

Concubine Zhao Ling was calm and quiet, and she was not in a hurry to go down the mountain, so she waited slowly behind.

After chatting with Concubine Zhao Ling just now, Jiang Chebai felt that he was getting closer to her, and with some thoughts hidden in his heart, he stayed behind to wait with Concubine Zhao Ling.

Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly and asked, "Brother Jiang, isn't he in a hurry to leave? I heard that the Sikou Mansion has a lot of business."

"Don't worry, today is a holiday."

Concubine Zhao Ling nodded slightly, said nothing, and stopped looking at him, staring at the beautiful official who was handing out purple flowers in front of her.

Today she came to participate in this Dao Companion Ceremony.

Except that one of the protagonists of this grand ceremony is Senior Sister Lu who is close to her.

The main reason is that her teacher in Xiaoyao Mansion, Mr. Bai, asked her to fetch a purple flower to take back.

Soon.

Finally it was the turn of the two.

Jiang Chebai stepped forward and took a purple flower from the lady in purple.

But when it was Concubine Zhao Ling's turn to step forward, as luck would have it, the purple flowers in the tray of the purple-clothed maid had already disappeared.

When Jiang Chebai saw this, his heart moved, and he lifted the hand holding the flower, but before he could make a move, an ethereal voice sounded.

"Fairy, please wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, the lady in purple clothes turned around and came to an inconspicuous but extraordinarily brilliant flower tree, raised her hand and picked a fresh vermilion purple flower casually, and then handed it to Concubine Zhao Ling.

Concubine Zhao Ling took it, looked at it, thanked her, and left with Jiang Chebai.

The purple-clothed female officer stood where she was, watching Concubine Zhao Ling's leaving back with a smile on her face. Not long after, the female officer from behind handed over a plate full of purple-clothed flowers. She turned her head and took it, and continued to distribute it.

Jiang Chebai was walking down the stairs of Wangque Terrace with Concubine Zhao Ling.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Concubine Zhao Ling lowering her head and caressing the petals of the purple flower, so she passed the purple flower in her hand, "Junior Concubine Ling, I give it to you."

Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at it, shook her head slightly, and did not pick it up.