i have a sword fairy

The next second, Zhao Xifu let go of the jug, gave it to the staring "tug-of-war" little Qian'er, and said:

"Only one cup, little girl, if you dare to pour more of the promised glass of Bingniang wine, I'll see if I keep you here to wash the dishes and we're done!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and walked towards Bingniang who was lighting the oil lamp.

"Bingbing, seven is enough, why order so many, they can't see the food clearly, wasting lamp oil, hey, you just like to work around, if you don't listen to advice, you are just stubborn... Hey, get out of the way, let me Come."

"Don't come, I'll come." Bingniang ignored him, moved a wooden stool, stepped on it, reached out on tiptoe, intending to reach for the high lamp.

"You... I really convinced you. You have to fall hard to know the pain... Hey, be careful."

The bearded shopkeeper grumbled and complained, but when he approached, he bowed silently.

He pressed the stool under her feet with one palm, supported her waist with the other, lowered his head, and remained silent.

At the table not far away, Xiaoqian'er raised her chin in the direction where shopkeeper Heixin was leaving.

"Tch, cheapskate, business should be bad." She wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose and muttered.

Zhao Lingfei, who was distributing chopsticks to the guests invited by her husband, frowned slightly, "Qian'er."

Xiao Qian'er quietly stuck out the tip of her tongue.

Holding the wine jug, she twisted her petite body and shook it.

Xiaoqian'er lowered her head, closed one eye tightly, and opened the other eye to the widest, gazing at the hops on the swaying water in the wine jug by the light of the orange candle.

The appearance is smart and playful.

After looking at it for a while, she nodded in satisfaction. At the same time, she argued in a low voice:

"I... I'm just talking about him. I'm not talking about Aunt Bing. Aunt Bing is so nice, gentle, beautiful and understanding, but married a big miser and likes to swear. I don't know what he had when he was young. Ability to walk this kind of great luck...Brother Rong Er, don't you think so?"

Zhao Rong took the initiative to get up to help the lady before, but now he is serving as the host, helping the guests take turns serving hot white rice.

Hearing this, he smiled and didn't answer Qian'er's words.

"Thank you."

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling beside the table was handing a pair of chopsticks to a quiet little fox demon. The latter took the chopsticks and did not look at her, but whispered something.

Zhao Lingfei looked up at her, smiled and shook her head.

"You're welcome."

Zhao Rong on the side didn't look at the two of them, as if he didn't pay attention, and turned to them sideways.

He looked relaxed, and while serving meals for Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and others, he was joking and joking, enlivening the atmosphere.

It's just that the ears are quietly pricked up.

"Where is Miss Su from?"

Zhao Lingfei said casually.

"Shantang Mountain."

"Qiantang... mountain? What is this place, where is it?"

"Mount Qiantang is Mount Qiantang, in the vast mountains." Speaking of the place where she grew up, Su Xiaoxiao's face became less reserved, and her tone was serious:

"There are peach blossoms in spring, dates in summer, osmanthus in autumn, and plums in winter."

It's just... without Zhao Lang.

After she finished speaking, she silently recited a sentence in her heart.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head, looked into her eyes without blinking, and listened carefully.

Su Xiao's eyelashes trembled slightly. She felt that Zhao Lang's Qingmei lady liked to look into each other's eyes when she was talking, and sometimes gave people a sense of oppression, especially because she was... so powerful, surrounded by various auras, just like this. stare at you.

It's a bit like him, but Zhao Lang likes to stare at other people's noses. Listening to him can make the other party feel that he is listening carefully, and reduce some pressure. Both parties are not so embarrassed... Little fox demon I thought silently in my heart.

In the past, Zhao Lang said a lot of things that she didn't understand or didn't understand. Although she was confused, she still kept it in her heart...

At this time, the woman with long eyes that looked like autumn water seemed to be reminded by Su Xiaoxiao's words of her childhood in the back hills of the Duke's mansion.

The corners of her lips curled up, smiling sweetly.

"Miss Su, it must be a good place with green water and green mountains, spring rain and winter snow. Only in this way can I get out of a girl like you who has a beautiful spirit."

Being praised by Concubine Zhao Ling, the little fox demon was slightly stunned, and then slightly looked away, a little embarrassed to meet her gaze.

Just in the next second, Su Xiaoxiao plucked up the courage to raise her eyes, imitating someone else, staring at Concubine Zhao Ling's delicate nose.

"Thank you Fairy Zhao for your compliment."

The two women were facing each other, and from outsiders' perspective, they seemed to be staring at each other intently.

This scene fell into the eyes of many people nearby.

Especially someone, whose heartbeat couldn't help but beat a few beats faster.

The scene of Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao facing each other, he has dreamed countless times in his dreams.

After simulating countless possibilities, today finally appeared in front of my eyes.

Although only one party knew about it, it was still hidden from Qingjun for the time being.

But the small performance looks good, seems to be... smooth sailing?

But how do you feel... Xiaoxiao and Qingjun are together, it seems that some strange chemical reaction is slowly happening?

What the hell is... um, an illusion?

Zhao Rong frowned slightly, and decided to wait and see what happened...

At this moment, after being praised, Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what Zhao Lang was thinking.

The little fox demon just suddenly felt that the Tianjiao of the Taiqing Mansion, who was lucky enough to meet Zhao Lang one step earlier than her, seemed not as domineering and arrogant as imagined, but rather... approachable and generous.

When I didn't get in touch with her, I just felt that Concubine Zhao Ling could be seen from afar and not be played with.

After touching it, I realized that it was right in front of my eyes.

This is very different from what Su Xiaoxiao thought when she was sad and frightened on the way here.

The little fox demon had already carefully considered two future scripts in his mind, gritted his teeth and prepared to meet:

One is that she is the kind written in the storybook novels, a cute, kind and weak heroine in the early stage, helpless to face the noble and powerful fiancee who suddenly appeared next to the lover.

After going through a lot of growth and setbacks, there is no need to ask if I won’t be able to sleep in anymore. It’s very hard and hard work, and I have to get up early and go to bed early to learn needlework for Zhao Lang...

Well, how terrifying is the self-disciplined little fox demon!

In the end, she will become strong and beautiful, with a lot of suitors all over the world, but Xiao Xiao will not even glance at them, well, well, she will have to pretend to glance at those men, just pretend, she has to make someone jealous, she is proud She hugged her tenderly, and waited with her head held high, so that Zhao Lang knew his way back, pampered her desperately, and then lived happily together.

The other is that she was originally the No. [-] vixen girl who joined the hero and heroine. In the early stage, she was a pure white lotus, but she was jealous and cold-hearted. Love gave birth to hatred, so she became ruthless...

There are a lot of balabalas in the back, and finally successfully blackened and sick. Well, anyway, I can’t wear the red clothes I’m used to, and I have to wear black dresses, with a cold smile, think about it... um!I want to eat Zhao Lang, a heartless man.

Well, of course, in the end, because of temporary hesitation or something failure, Zhao Lang and the heroine will chase and beat her, and she will be beaten all over her head...

Su Xiaoxiao has already seriously thought about the future script, but now facing such Concubine Zhao Ling, she is a little confused.

If Zhao Rong knew that the little fox demon was seriously thinking about these messy and bloody plots in her mind, she would definitely have to make her hair full now.

Without further ado, give Su Xiaoxiao a hundred big chestnuts to eat.

The stern face taught her, "What are you thinking, we are the heroine, we want all the novels", "If you dare to peek at those goofy romances, talented men, beautiful women, and books, just throw them into ashes"...

"Miss Su."

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao, who had been thinking a lot in "Fox" for a moment, came back to his senses.

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head slightly to look at her:

"You can call me Sister Zhao or Sister Lingfei. Don't be so pretentious. Besides, the word 'fairy' is rotten on the street now. In the tea houses and restaurants on the mountain, all the singers and singers are fairies. Miss Su, are you here? scold me?"

She narrowed her eyes slightly, with a look of feigned anger on her pretty face, and her tone was slightly cold.

"No, no." Su Xiaoxiao was a little aggrieved, and quickly waved her hands.

Concubine Zhao Ling was handing a pair of clean chopsticks to Jia Tengying, who looked like a stuffy oil bottle, and then smiled at him, then turned back to look at the fox-eyed girl who was a little silly like a doormat.

She raised her hand, intending to make some movements, but she just raised it and put it down again.

Concubine Zhao Ling turned to Su Xiaoxiao and snorted twice, squinting her eyes and pretending to threaten:

"Miss Su, don't learn from Yushu Tengying. It's fine if they tease you, so you don't want to see men, but you don't allow it, otherwise..."

She has a cold demeanor, and at this moment, she looks imperial and domineering.

"Humph."

Full of energy.

"Oh, I don't learn from them... No, I really didn't learn from them. Sister Zhao, don't misunderstand Xiaoxiao."

A certain little fox demon who originally wanted to fight the female No. [-] probably thought of the frightening picture of being beaten up with bald heads, and shook its head like a rattle.

Live like a small subject.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched suddenly.

Finally knew what was wrong.

Could it be the kind of weird female brass novel, where the female number one and the female number two meet each other, they see each other right, and there is a spark of true love during the Shura field, and finally they join forces and kill the male. Take the life of the dog, wander the world, stay and fly together!

Men only affect the speed of that?

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth couldn't help twitching violently.

Heart police.

While holding Fan Yushu's bowl of rice in his hand, he looked at Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao who were talking and laughing from the corner of the eye, and said in his heart:

No, is this a wonderful script that carbon-based organisms can come up with?

This son must not let it happen!

...Well, well, only half of it happens, like the attacking and receiving part is fine, but not killing him.

Heck, I have to take him with me.

Hiss seems a little exciting...

At this moment.

"Ziyu, Ziyu? Don't shovel anymore, little brother, I can't eat so much, and you press it when it's full. Hey, Ziyu, did you hear that? What are you thinking?"

Fan Yushu looked at Zhao Rong suspiciously.

I saw the young Confucian scholar in front of him lowering his head and pursing his lips, as if he was staring straight at the rice bucket on the table, but he didn't know what he was thinking, he was holding the rice shovel tightly, pressing the rice into his bowl desperately, the movement was powerful And don't stop.

In the hall, when everyone heard the words, they all looked at Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, who were "fucking rice".

Including Qing Jun and Xiao Xiao who seemed to be having a good chat.

"Ah?" Zhao Rong suddenly came back to his senses, forced a smile to meet everyone's eyes, and quickly explained:

"Oh oh. I was thinking about Nvtong bah bah, I was thinking about Dali, I was just a little lost in thought, I'm sorry, Brother Yushu, haha, it's okay, you can finish these meals, believe in yourself, you have to eat enough for dinner, haha. "

Fan Yushu: "???"

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Rong, who was out of mouth, said haha.

Just at this moment, the voice of a curious baby suddenly appeared next to him.

"Brother Rong'er, shouldn't it be that you have to eat less for dinner? You've always said that about me before." Xiao Qian'er put her hands behind her back and looked at him with pouting lips.

"Uh, yes... Is there such a thing? Maybe you remember it wrong."

Zhao Rong shook his head with a smile. In the next second, he glanced at the little Qian'er who loves to cook lightly, then looked at her sincerely, and said in front of everyone: "Think again."

Little Qian'er: "..."

Humph, you look at me like this, how dare I speak? Well... Xiao Qian'er, who knows someone very well, pursed her lips, nodded, and bowed her head to the evil forces.

On the side, Fan Yushu shook his head, ready to pick up a full porcelain rice bowl, and said in a speechless tone:

"Okay. But, Tzuyu, you just said that female copper..."

In the next second, Fan Yushu's voice stopped abruptly, like a duck being strangled by the neck, and his eyes stared slightly.

Seeing the rice bowl approaching his hand, he shrank back again with a "whoosh".