i have a sword fairy

Holding the bowl, he looked at Qing Jun, who was shy and bowed his head, and looked at Xiao Qian'er, who was smiling happily and winking. …to always and forever remember these two beloved Ome who are more like partners and family members than lovers at this moment.

They are family members.

After living in this world for so long, he realized that what he really wanted was not soft food and beauties, but... family and family.

Qingjun is family, Qianer is family, and Xiaoxiao is also family.

It was his "hundreds of thousands of Baidus to find her in the crowd". Today, Zhao Rong wandered around all day in a daze. In the end, when he suddenly looked back, he realized that the "thing" he was looking for was in a dimly lit place.

Zhao Rong's eyes were clear, and he wanted to protect this complete and warm family that belonged to him.

This is the most precious thing in this world to him.

At this time, at the table.

"Husband, you...you eat too." Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and whispered.

"Okay." Zhao Rong nodded, but still didn't move his chopsticks. Looking at her who was lightly brushing her temples with her fingers, she suddenly said, "Qing Jun, you have worked hard."

Concubine Zhao Ling paused for a moment with her bare hands holding the bowls and chopsticks, then lowered her drooping head even lower, her pretty face almost buried in the bowl.

"And Qian'er too, you've worked hard."

The movements of Xiao Qian'er's hands, who were happily grilling rice, stopped suddenly.

"Hmm..." Her little face was buried in the big bowl, her expression couldn't be seen clearly, only the little girl's ears were blushing.

This is brother Rong'er's sudden love story.

Inside the house, the candlelight on the oil lamp was beating silently, and the atmosphere was peaceful, but two hearts were beating fast at this moment, and the temperature was much warmer than this candlelight.

"From last night to now, I have been thinking a lot, and I found that the problem lies with me..."

"Don't talk nonsense." The two girls almost spoke in unison, and looked up in shock.

Concubine Zhao Ling had forgotten her shyness, her pretty face was blushing, her plain hand holding the chopsticks stretched forward as fast as lightning, and stuffed the thin ends of the chopsticks with the vegetables into Zhao Rongwei's mouth.

blocked his subsequent words.

"Hmm..." Zhao Rong.

Xiaoqian'er also reacted, followed closely behind the young lady, let go of the chopsticks that her white teeth were biting, picked up a piece of steamed meat from the bowl, stretched out her little hand, and stuffed it into the mouth of stupefied Zhao Rong.

"Hmm..." Zhao Rong.

Ever since, on the dining table under the candlelight in the house, this scene appeared:

A deserted beauty with autumn eyes and a handsome girl with peach blossom eyes were both blushing, biting their lips at a handsome scholar in a hurry. .

The handsome Confucian scholar held the bowl in his hands and held the chopsticks. He stopped his movements, let alone speak, his mouth was blocked by the chopsticks they had bitten.

He reacted and blinked.

"Uh uh?"

What?

"You're not allowed to say that." Concubine Zhao Ling's autumn eyes sparkled, her eyes were staring at him angrily, her voiceless tone was serious.

"That's right, hmph, Brother Smelly Rong'er, even such delicious food can't stop your mouth." Xiao Qian'er wrinkled her little nose, her breasts were fierce.

Zhao Rong blinked, restrained his smile, and nodded.

"That's about the same." Xiao Qian'er pretended to be fierce.

But just when she and Zhao Lingfei were about to take back their chopsticks, Zhao Rong suddenly put down the bowl and reached out to grab their silky and slender hands.

He felt as if he was holding two pieces of warm and fragrant nephrite.

Little Qian'er's little hands were warm and fleshy.

Qingjun's bare hands were slightly cool and smooth.

Zhao Rong held one in each hand, holding it tightly in his big hand with great care, so as not to let them slip away.

"Husband... Jun..."

"Brother Wu Ronger..."

The two girls were a little embarrassed at once, and each reacted differently. They tried to twitch their hands a little bit harder, but they felt more and more the warmth and irresistible strength of his big hand, so they also let the bamboo horse husband grab it a little bit domineeringly. They all lowered their heads shyly, their star eyes shifted.

Zhao Rong rubbed their hands lovingly, took off the thin chopsticks in the hands of the two girls, and looked down at the jade muscle lines on their palms, his expression was serious and focused, as if he couldn't get enough of it, and then he looked at Qing Jun and Xiaoqian'er's white and tender palms breathed out warmly gently, and without waiting for their onion fingers to tremble, Zhao Rong moved his face closer, letting the second daughter's white and slender hands cover both sides of his face, and each of them pressed tightly to one side.

Concubine Zhao Ling's long eyelashes trembled, and the tips of her bare fingers touching his face trembled along with her heart.

The nimble and playful little Qian'er was extraordinarily quiet and well-behaved at this time, tilting her head, staring at him blankly, her little hand caressing his slightly bearded chin and the corners of her lips very tenderly.

Zhao Rong held their gentle slender hands with both hands, pressed his face tightly against the palms of the two girls, felt their warmth, lowered his eyes quietly, and experienced this rare tender time.

The bare hand on his left cheek threads and knits, washes and cooks for him, and folds his quilt for him.

The little hand on his right cheek held the sword tremblingly for him, lingering at the traitor, stained with blood.

Zhao Rong lowered his eyebrows and remained silent.

Both Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er raised their other hands and gently covered the back of his hand holding theirs. The two girls looked at his face without blinking.

At this time, at the dinner table, the three of them were silent.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into a strange tranquility and warmth.

"Qingjun, Qian'er, I want to... first apologize to you..." Zhao Rong suddenly said.

"You are not allowed to say." Concubine Zhao Ling's voice trembled, and Xiao Qian'er nodded vigorously.

Zhao Rong shook his head, looked up at them, and said softly...

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Chapter 6 and Five ([-])

"Yesterday, I shouldn't have lost my temper with you and said those things."

Inside the house, Zhao Rong spoke softly.

"What happened yesterday is over, why bring it up?" she said.

"There are some things that need to be made clear." The tone was affirmative.

Concubine Zhao Ling pursed her red lips lightly, touched his serious face and said, "My concubine and Qian'er also want to apologize."

"Why do you apologize?"

"We also made mistakes, and we made mistakes first." Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lips and lowered her eyes, and whispered: "Mr. Jealousy and jealousy are the actions of a jealous woman, and it is really wrong. Your husband is not without reason."

Xiaoqian'er also nodded, obediently lowering her eyebrows, "What's more wrong, is not listening to my husband, the sky is big, and my husband is the biggest... We are ignorant, and we have lost the face of the old Zhao family, and let outsiders... Um, Mr. Zhu Not an outsider, but it still makes people laugh, which is not good."

Zhao Rong shook his head, wanting to speak.

But the two onion fingers were lightly stuck to his lips, and the woman with autumn eyes nodded her head in agreement with a virtuous and generous, and then said: "Compared to the behavior of my concubine Qian'er yesterday, Mr. Zhu is much more generous and broad-minded. Not only did he not take this matter to heart, he even laughed it off and talked to Qian'er on behalf of the concubine to mediate the conflict..."

She leaned forward, looked into Zhao Rong's eyes, and stared calmly: "Last night, I slept soundly, the more I think about it, the more ashamed I feel."

Zhao Rong grabbed the two women's wrists with his backhand, and rushed to say: "No, listen to me, this is my husband's fault, at least... it is also the first person responsible, and listen to me, you respect me and love me, my body As the head of the family, I should be responsible for moral education and family style. Even if you are rude, it is due to the limitations of your own growth environment, but I have not fulfilled the duty of education that a husband should have, especially... I have not set an example to make you feel at ease Convincing leads to suspicion and jealousy..."

Concubine Zhao Lingfei and Xiaoqian'er hurriedly blocked his lips with their fingers, and said with resentment, "Why are you criticizing yourself like yesterday, and taking all the responsibility on yourself? I've said it all, you are not immoral in our hearts Unfaithful and disrespectful person, you are an indomitable man, you are not allowed to criticize yourself any longer, if you are a disrespectful person, then what is it for us who have chosen to rely on you unswervingly? You Such self-blame, heartache and fear are us."

Zhao Rong pretended to complain and said: "You told me not to blame myself, what about you guys yesterday? One foolishly took the responsibility on himself and said that he begged me to beat her, and the other went too far, even asking me to search her soul. Hu said everything...you say such contemptuous and self-harming words, won't I feel uncomfortable and feel heartbroken?"

Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head, and with her free right hand, she moved the positions of several dishes on the table, bringing them closer to Zhao Rong and Xiao Qian'er.

"You didn't say that first. Qian'er was terrified at the time, and the lady should be too." Xiao Qian'er stuck out the tip of her tongue.

Zhao Rong glared at her dotingly, "That can't be said."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her head and smiled, touched his face, patted Qian'er's little hand, and said softly: "Okay, let's make an agreement, and no one will be able to say such contemptuous things about themselves and hurt each other in the future."

Little Qian'er muttered, "Well, what I said at the time wasn't all out of anger. Qian'er was a girl, and she always felt... Well, if Brother Rong'er and Miss are in a bad mood, or if something bothers you In my heart, I can beat Qian'er after returning home. As long as you can relieve your boredom, I think it's worth it. Why are you knocking on my head?"

Concubine Zhao Ling stared at this little girl who was enjoying herself as a maid, "Miss is unhappy, I can't knock you off..." She lifted her chin lightly, and said angrily, "I let you talk about it."

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, so there is such a sense of sight of "eating, sleeping, and beating Doudou"?

He smiled and touched Xiao Qian'er's chestnut-eating little forehead, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

"Hee hee Rong'er, it doesn't hurt anymore when you touch it." Xiao Qian'er was very sweet after receiving his comfort.

But in the next second, Zhao Rong's words made her face bitter, "Then after dinner, go to the bed and lie down honestly, the family law will deal with cough cough, I haven't spanked your little butt for a long time, my hands are itchy, Just boring."

"..." Xiao Qian'er shrank her head, feeling a little like crying.

Brother Rong'er and the young lady hit each other whatever they said... they shot themselves in the foot.

She pursed her mouth, bowed her head and snorted softly, she couldn't see the rice bowl in her hand, and buried her head in the rice.

For white rice, she hit hard.

Zhao Rong laughed, and reached out to tease her again.

Little Qian'er meowed, showing her little tiger teeth to 'bite' him...

Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head slightly, smiled sweetly, and squinted her eyes at the pair of fighting creatures.

It feels...a bit back to the past.

So many years have passed in a blink of an eye, so fast, but fortunately, the three of them are still together, and the years have no regrets.

The girl with autumn eyes quietly and gracefully puts vegetables in the bowls of her husband and maidservants, and occasionally mixes them in, smiling and nodding in response to her husband, and 'bullying' little Qian'er together...

Not long after, Concubine Zhao Ling glanced at the empty dishes, then turned her head to look at the night outside.

She stopped her chopsticks, got up suddenly, took away a few empty plates, and ran to the kitchen. After a while, she returned with a few new dishes and put them on the table.

These dishes include five-spice roast chicken, braised fish, spicy rabbit legs...all are new dishes that Zhao Rong has never eaten.

Under Concubine Zhao Ling's busy work, the dinner table became rich again.

Zhao Rong looked at the food, and then at the lady sitting next to him, he really wanted to say that there is no need for so many dishes for the three of them to have a meal without Uncle Bai.

But after thinking about it, he still didn't open his mouth to discourage their enthusiasm, so he just smiled and boasted, "My Qingjun's cooking skills are getting better and better."

Zhao Lingrou smiled softly, thought for a while, and said playfully: "In such a big family, everyone's appetite and taste must be taken into account. Of course, you need to learn more about cooking..."

Zhao Rong smiled and nodded.

Xiao Qian'er glanced at the young lady, then lowered her head and continued to cook.

Well, she had a taste of these young ladies' new dishes tonight, not bad... she murmured to herself.

Zhao Rong didn't think any more, just lowered his head with a smile, and concentrated on picking up the meal.

He didn't eat much of the dishes on the table. He has a relatively light appetite recently, and only a certain little fox demon and girls like Xiao Qian'er like to eat big fish and big meat.

But at this time, even the white rice in the bowl he eats with relish, and it tastes extra delicious in his mouth. Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and watched him eat, and from time to time reached out to help him straighten his collar or hair crown, and then actively He didn't even refuse to serve him a meal, and he had a big appetite.

So I ate a lot tonight, and in a short time, I had four bowls of rice.

At this time, he put down the empty and clean bowl.

The chopsticks are right.

Some obsessive-compulsives are gently placed on the third of the bowl.

Zhao Lingfei stretched out her hand again.

"No need Qingjun, I'm full, you can eat too."

Zhao Lingfei smiled and shook her head: "I'm not very hungry now, I'll eat later."

Zhao Rong felt that she was a little strange, but he had more important things to do at this time, so he nodded and sat quietly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was also quieter.

The man lowered his head and straightened his sleeves.

Supporting the knees with both hands, the arms are straightened, and the upper half of the body is slightly tilted towards the second woman.

He was sitting upright, and suddenly said:

"Qingjun, Qian'er."

"Huh?" Zhao Lingfei turned her head curiously.

"What's wrong, brother Ronger?" Xiao Qianer blinked and looked up.

"Actually, there seems to be no misunderstanding about Mr. Zhu yesterday." He looked directly at the second daughter without moving his eyes, "Your worries and suspicions are not superfluous."