i have a sword fairy

"I still won't go. If there is nothing else, I'll go first, Zhuo Jing said. Well, everyone can sit for a while and let Teng Ying accompany you."

Xiao Hongyu and other willful students were so embarrassed that they hurriedly ran away from the stool, saying goodbye one after another regretfully.

"No need to send it far away, that's right..." Zhao Rong, who walked to the gate of the courtyard to salute and was about to leave, suddenly turned around, pointed to a certain copybook that was being peeked at by more than a dozen eyes reluctantly, with a sincere face: "It's just right, gentlemen." I won’t be leaving the academy for the next two days, can I bother you, and help me with the next thing, please thank the brothers of the academy for me, and explain the reason sincerely, well, it would be even better if there are senior scholars who are familiar with me , each person can pick one and send it back...well, two are also fine..."

Xiao Hongyu, Wu Peiliang and other students were all stuck in shape, looking at each other in surprise.

Yu Huaijin drank tea in silence, and halfway glanced at someone who was "sincerely exhorting".

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At the gate of Dongli Xiaozhuyuan, Zhao Rong smiled and sent away a few students who had taken away the invitations.

Just as Zhao Rong was about to turn his head to look at the situation in the yard, a voice came from behind him.

"Ziyu..."

"Why are you walking without sound?"

Zhao Rong looked at Jia Tengying beside him speechlessly.

The latter, who is used to being transparent, said a little embarrassedly: "Ziyu, do you know Mr. Chun in the academy?"

"Mr. Chun?" Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, and recalled the roster that Zhu Yourong had stuffed for him before, but he remembered some, "Yes, I have an impression, what's wrong?"

Zhao Rong paused after asking, remembering that he seemed to have spotted the name in the yard just now, and was about to speak again, but Jia Tengying blushed and said: "I have always admired Mr. Chun, he is also from ancient Yue, and he is in our The Ancient Yue State is a well-known Confucianist."

It was rare to see this roommate so emotional. Zhao Rong pointed to the copybook surrounded by seven or eight students in the courtyard behind him, and asked, "Is there any in it? An invitation card from Mr. Chun's senior brother?"

Jia Tengying was a little twitchy, and whispered: "I just checked, it seems to be there..."

Zhao Rong couldn't bear it anymore, and crossed his legs to 'kick' his ass, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and take up your seat, and you will be taken away by others later, and you will pull your face again."

Zhao Rong was amused when he was speechless, this elm head.

"Okay, okay!" Jia Tengying nodded and ran quickly, afraid that he would be a step too late.

When he came back with a happy face, Zhao Rong, who stopped at the gate of the courtyard, couldn't help but whispered a few words.

"Remember to go there early, find an excuse for me, and tell the brothers under Mr. Chun's school that I am in a hurry and can't come. Then you will be more familiar with yourself, you will come, and you will have a thicker skin. The senior brother shouted for dessert, explain Just stay there and don't leave, find a low-key place to sit down, later people will only think that you were also invited, isn't this the way to go? So I told you to go early..."

"Don't just focus on eating. The important thing is to get to know your brother. You can take the initiative to find some topics. You can talk about the school, Yu Huaijin, or me. Except for picking cucumbers in your field, you can talk about everything else. , there is nothing you can’t say, such as I am handsome and handsome, don’t hide it..."

Zhao Rong sighed, Jia Tengying listened very seriously.

It's almost time to explain, the bustle in the courtyard has dissipated, and the sky above his head has long been covered with star clothes. Zhao Rong left Dongli Xiaozhu, and at the main entrance of the academy, he even laughed with two sporadic familiar gentlemen who came back from drinking. Without saying a word, he patted his sleeves, turned around and walked through a busy street full of people, turned into an alley, took a small path, and walked towards the long-term rented courtyard.

What Zhao Rong and Xiaoqian'er rented for a long time is a two-entry courtyard, with a front hall, a back bedroom, an east kitchen, a gallery, and a pavilion. The entire courtyard is square and symmetrical.

Seen from afar, at this time there was green smoke rising from the chimneys in the courtyard, but it was not obvious in the gradually covered dark night.

Zhao Rong suddenly turned a corner in the alley and took a long detour. Between the cracks in the outer wall of an abandoned yard, a small flower was standing alone. He couldn't recognize the name, so it shouldn't be a rare species. Just pass by here.

Zhao Rong bent down and took it off, turned around and went back to the residence, pushed open the courtyard door, and went straight to the East Kitchen where there was the sound of the stove burning firewood. The kitchen door was open to the outside. With flower roots, quietly looking at the blue-gold figure who is busy back and forth in front of the cutting board of the stove.

Qingjun's waist is very slender, especially when the upper part of the fabric is bulging and propped up, even if there is no belt around the waist, the slightly empty fabric at the waist clearly reveals this, especially when she occasionally stands on tiptoe When lifting the toes to pick up bowls on the top of the cabinet, the waist is upturned and bent, which is especially obvious.

Zhao Rong's eyes subconsciously fell on it. In fact, the lady's waist is not only thin, but also very flexible. Only he has a deep understanding of this, especially when it bends back and forth, it can always reach the slender waist again and again. Zhao Rong's soul-stirring arc made him couldn't help freeing a hand from the hall, and carefully grasped the tough waist with the jaws of a tiger, as if he wanted to measure something carefully.Some pictures of Bai Shengsheng floated in front of Zhao Rong's eyes, and then disappeared like bubbles.

In fact, the slender waist and the pair of long legs below are the result of Qing Jun's long years of sword training and martial arts. In my memory, she has been beautiful since she was a child.

Zhao Rong thought about it carefully, the proportion of Qingjun's figure should be the best he has ever seen, and it is also Zhao Rong's favorite classic and beautiful shoulders, rather than the right-angled shoulders that give people a faint sense of strength and coldness; carefully Speaking of which, he still prefers radians.

Xiaoxiao and Qian'er's petite bodies are a bit too petite and girly, while Zhu Yourong's burden is too heavy, making others 'worry' for her, and the body proportions are inevitably a bit out of balance.

If it is said that Xiao Xiao and Qian'er only show their sharp corners because of Xiao He, the former is a little more sensual, although it is also limited.Then Qingjun is the girl next door who has just grown up, everything is just right, the flowers are blooming in the most beautiful season, one cent more is too much, and one cent less is too much.As for Zhu Yourong, she was born with Zeng Yun's breasts, and she was determined to be a bird of return;

You know, because of the structure of women's clothes in this world, it is difficult to fake them, and the bellybands of obscene clothes can't be flattering, unless the waist is made higher, and it is visually protruding, but it also increases There are not many achievements, so from the outside, if an ordinary woman can stand up and bulge, she is quite expected, such as her own Qingjun, and what is Zhu Yourong's concept?Every time she goes out, she wraps it tightly and tightly, but it still doesn't change too much. It can only be said that there is too much material piled up naturally, and it is difficult to compress it down.

In this way, you may have to ask, since it is the same whether to bind or not to bind, why bother to bind? Isn’t it easier to be liberated? Zhao Rong has to mention wave-particle duality to you, pointing out that The thing is that some things can not only be partially described in terms of particles, such as one by one, but also partially described in terms of waves, such as wave by wave, so it coexists in the form of particles and waves... …

Leaving aside these academic issues for the time being, Qing Jun in the Eastern Kitchen is busy with cooking seriously and lightly, and did not look back to see her husband; Zhao Rong also did not ask where Qian'er went, he hugged his chest alone, leaning against the door frame , During the quiet observation, fell into some contemplation.

In his memory, another person who can stand up to Qingjun in stature is the Queen Mother Dugu who is known as the most beautiful woman in Dali at the foot of the mountain. Impression bonus generated under force.As for Qing Jun, he not only measured it visually, but also measured it inch by inch. It can be regarded as rigorous and meticulous, and his wife won.

As for the other two influential divorced women, Su Qingdai has a similar temperament and figure to Qing Jun, but the temple is a bit bigger, although the palms of the hands are more numb when performing the family law.And the woman with sleeves is a little skinny and skinny, and occasionally her hips will hurt him. Although at that time, this slight pain is nothing compared to the severe burning of the upper body, but in the blur, that Occasionally, the special experience when bumping into it is still a bit profound...

That’s how people are. Occasionally, in some important scenes, some subtle feelings and experiences are more profound than the real things at the time. The black and gray stains on the eraser when picking it up are clearly reminiscent.

But tonight, Zhao Rong didn't want to care too much, he just wanted to watch Qing Jun quietly.

Concubine Zhao Ling knows that her husband is watching her, and she also knows that he often likes to watch her doing housework in a daze. Although she doesn't know what he is thinking, Concubine Zhao Ling also likes his attention on her. The feeling of her being watched and cared for by him, a sense of security and shyness arises spontaneously, although occasionally his eyes are a little unscrupulous.But if it's too serious, is he still a husband?

When Concubine Zhao Ling finished cleaning up and was washing her hands in front of the water tank, Zhao Rong, who had been watching at the door, suddenly stepped forward...

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Chapter 712 Qing Jun: Don't be an example!

Zhao Rong walked over, hugged Concubine Zhao Ling's waist from behind, and pressed her body against it.

"Don't look back," he said.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was about to turn her head, stopped.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and carefully placed the pale pink flower between her ear and hair. When he put down his hand, he couldn't help pinching the round and small ear beads with his two fingers.

In his arms, Zhao Lingfei's delicate body trembled slightly.

She looked down at the reflection of Dai Jiaohua, a woman in the water tank, and touched Zhao Rong, who was behind her, with her bent elbows, and said happily and helplessly, "Why are you suddenly wearing this thing? …”

Zhao Rong heard the coquettish anger in the lady's reproach, but smiled and didn't answer, just pressed closer to her from behind, stretched out his hands, went to wash hands with her, scooped a ladle of water, and rubbed it gently. The backs of her hands and her fingers were as white as jade.

My daughter's family always likes duplicity. I don't know how happy I am in my heart, but I don't know how to say it. They are thin-skinned and deliberately say something else.

Moreover, the preciousness and rarity of giving things to women are only secondary, and even the sense of ceremony that represents the heart and is valued is a little later... The most important thing is only two words-surprise.

For example, on Valentine’s Day, engagement and wedding anniversaries, you think you are very surprised and romantic and suddenly send flowers and gifts. They are hardly surprised at all, and they even have psychological preparations very early. When I was talking about when you took it out, and I took it with a smile, I also responded with an "oh" in my heart.

Because this is not a bonus question, but a basic question, which is to get basic points.

Because for a woman, a gift without surprises, no matter how expensive it is, is nothing but roast meat without salt, which can only fill the stomach, but it is not delicious and attractive.

So a useful trick is to pick a bunch of flowers on the way home for dinner, pick a bunch of flowers, and go back to something serious Seriously give it to her or something.

It is necessary to make a woman not expect you to do such a thing in advance. It is not only for the pursuit of women's needs, but also very important after the old couple. It is necessary to give her some surprises from time to time... This is also what many women say, men are interesting Distinction from boring.

I like surprises. Now it seems that women all over the world are the same, even if they are as cold and dignified as Qingjun, it is inevitable.

He noticed that Qingjun in his arms was still quietly looking at her appearance of wearing Jiaohua again and again. Zhao Rong held her snow-white and smooth hands, bowed his head and crossed her neck, and watched Jiaohua and Jiaohua in the water tank together for a while. Beauty, he nodded alone, "The flowers are quite beautiful, if you are human... it's okay."

Qing Jun, who had been indifferent and indifferent until now, turned his head and stared at him with beautiful eyes. At the same time, the plain hand that was washing below also clasped the back of his hand tightly, a little anxious.

"Say it again, husband!"

"I mean the flowers on your head are pretty, but the man behind you is so-so, and doesn't quite match your beauty."

Zhao Rong blinked, but Concubine Zhao Ling was even more anxious, grabbed his hand, and raised her slender neck back and said:

"You're not allowed to say that. We are a couple made in heaven, and we can't escape each other. Otherwise, why would God let me and Qian'er meet your enemy early? It's not all destiny, I can feel it."

Zhao Rong laughed, the corners of his mouth were bent, and he crossed his neck to her ear. He seemed to whisper something, and he didn't know what he was talking about. It was like a light feather scratched on the apex of Zhao Lingfei's heart. The delicate body of the woman with the head twitched, and her originally fair and clean ears turned red.

"No...no..." she murmured, her voice trembling in the air like a thin string plucked by her little finger.

Zhao Rong felt the temperature rise between the neck and neck of the beauty in his arms, accompanied by Qingjun's unique and elegant body fragrance similar to jasmine, which made him lower the tip of his nose the more he sniffed, and the Confucian robe under him couldn't help beating. .Zhao Ronghuan's arms around his waist tightened, and he hugged Concubine Zhao Ling closer. As a result, the slanting arc between the straight and beautiful back and the slender waist and the high temple completely fit his body. together, as if to rub her into the body with a negative distance.Zhao Rong suddenly felt that what Qing Jun had just said was right, but they were a match made in heaven, and they fit so well here.

He continued to grind the little red ear bead, "My dear lady, will you?"

"It's not... not very good. I still have a bowl of fish soup that is not ready."

"It's okay, fish soup, we can cook a bowl together." After a while, he added, "I'll give it to you."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head and glanced outside the door. Zhao Rong seemed to understand something and took the initiative to say:

"The gate of the courtyard is closed, and... Qingjing is guarding it outside."

"This is still not good." Concubine Zhao Ling kept repeating herself, and Qing Ang looked back at Zhao Rong for the first time, "Why is your husband in such a hurry?"

"Isn't it the sweetness of the reward that someone said?"

"Hey, what's the sweetness of the reward?" Someone tried to pass the level.

"What do you think?" Zhao Rong acted very stubbornly... No, insisted: "I don't believe that someone didn't inquire about her husband's exam results in advance."

"Do you mean Leyi Liufen?" Concubine Zhao Ling pretended to be dumbfounded.

"Yes, what's the matter, Le Yi is also number one in the academy." Zhao Rong became more and more tough, and Concubine Zhao Ling also felt her husband's toughness, and slowly lowered her head.The tip of her nose, which was stained with kitchen soot, let out a slightly muffled but long-drawn "hmm", and she whispered again: "It's just a reward...just a reward, next...it's not an example."

Zhao Rong immediately agreed, "Xia (xia) not (ci) is (hai) example (gan)!"

"That's right." He looked left and right, and then urged seriously, "Don't hold on to the tank. If it falls over later, the kitchen will be sprinkled with water."

"Oh."

"There's still ash on it, I'll wipe it." After changing a place with her, Zhao Rong wiped the edge of the stove with his sleeve, fearing that he might stain his wife's clean hands later.

"It's not that you do the laundry, you don't think it's dirty." Concubine Zhao Ling glared at him and whispered angrily, but she didn't stop her. Instead, she quietly glanced at her husband who was in a hurry and cared for her.Sometimes Zhao Lingfei feels that she is lazy. For example, she just wants to bite her lips and lift her skirt directly and conveniently, but her husband is always thoughtful and will arrange everything for her, including some things she did not expect.She said warmly: "I and this enemy are indeed a match made in heaven..."

At this moment, seeing Zhao Rong taking out something again, Zhao Lingfei glanced at it, and couldn't help but bury her head in a low voice, "Why are you laying a cushion, isn't it fast?"

Zhao Rong leaned in and said something in the ear of the innocent and innocent lady, who opened her eyes slightly, "What to prevent danger? That's not danger! I just want it, don't you want my husband?"

"I think so too, but your current practice is important. The Taiqing House has not yet completed. Let's wait another year for you to leave the house." Zhao Rong nodded.

"Then in Dali last time, why weren't you afraid of danger?"

"Of course it's better to be presumptuous for the first time, and I can't leave any regrets. If it really hits my soul, I will admit it, but now we have to take a long-term plan for our life."

"Hmph, you have many reasons." After a pause, she whispered again, "Actually, I heard from senior sister that we are cultivators. It's actually quite difficult, and it's not as dangerous as mortals..."

"What senior sister would tell you about this?" Zhao Rong wondered.

"Don't worry about it, that's not the point." Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and pinched him, but she quickly retracted her hands as if she had hit a hot soldering iron.

Someone gasped, hugged the post a little closer, and then raised his head and said with a sigh: "This is not certain, there have been too many outrageous things recently, and anything can happen."

"Including six points in the music test?"

"..."

"Wait!" Zhao Rong said viciously, and then he began to rummage all kinds of ingredients in his kitchen. It can be said to be a search and exploration. These fresh and delicious ingredients belong to the lady. Think about it, after all, I have been hungry for several days in a row, and it is difficult to eat.

Now that he has arrived in his own kitchen, he will start directly, and his craftsmanship is not unfamiliar. As long as a cooperating lady on the side delivers vegetables and firewood at the right time, he is ready to make a sumptuous meal, cold dishes, auxiliary dishes. The dishes, the main dishes, and even the desserts after the meal, have already been thought out, and it can be said that they do not want to leak even a drop of water.

Halfway through, Zhao Rong asked Qing Jun to rest for a while, and it was indeed wise to replace the water tank with a sturdy and fixed stove.

He turned his head and glanced out the window, and a round of bright white jade disks in the sky were hidden behind waves of dark clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time.There are so many dark clouds, crowded together, it may be about to rain... Zhao Rong thought.He suddenly remembered that when he was just at the door of the kitchen, he saw that the lady's cooking skills were gradually getting better. However, his skills were naturally not bad, so Qing Jun should have a lot of aftertastes and be full of praise.

he thought.

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Chapter 713 Su Xiaoxiao: I'm sorry, I didn't come at the right time

Although I always said that I should avoid the water tank, the water in the tank was gradually spilled all over the kitchen.The stove, cupboards, small table, west wall, and even the basket with fresh vegetables in the southeast corner... all sprinkled a little, but it was even fresher.

The little pink flower among the blue silks of Zhao Lingfei would fall from time to time, because the three thousand blue silks had already spread out, and the little flowers also jumped along with the blue silks, so it was not very lively, and it was not surprising that she finally jumped down, and she was too lazy to re-bloom the blue silks, but the husband kept going every now and then. The next time I saw it, I would pause for a moment and lean over to pick it up and put it on her ear again.She saw with her own eyes that every time the little flower was picked up, it became more beautiful, from pale pink to bright red, from being independent, noble and deserted to the bright crown of flowers, which was like a human being, jumping and falling again and again. change.

It was another time when a flower jumped from his ear, and while he was bending over to pick it up, Concubine Zhao Ling turned to look out the window. Wrapped in a warm blanket.

Why aren't the windows closed?Concubine Zhao Ling's head was slightly dizzy, and she was thinking, and next time, I can't play around with him like this again.In fact, if she hadn't learned that her husband won the first place in the university exam and won the first place in the academy, she would not have indulged her so easily. It's just that a good girl is afraid of being entangled by a man, so she couldn't hold him back after all. Besides, he said that day, and he really did it. She said that the first place in the test is the first place in the test, and she even said that she would get a reputation for studying for her. In fact, Concubine Zhao Ling's requirements have not been so high all along. She is very traditional and polite, and she is easy to be satisfied with her husband. As long as he can study hard in the academy, it is her greatest wish to be a husband and a child, but why did she not expect that her husband's first big exam will greatly exceed expectations, so why does Concubine Zhao Ling smile and obey everything?

Seemingly aware of Concubine Zhao Ling's sight, Zhao Rong took out a fire stick from the sumer hanging between his neck and lit the oil lamp. "Wait, don't light the lights," she said feebly.Then he patted the temple lightly, exhaled, and said seriously, "I want to see more clearly."

The brightly lit East Kitchen was quiet for a while, and the woman made a slightly muffled nasal voice, "Mm." It was a kind of acquiescence.

On the not so strong wooden table, there is a lonely oil lamp and the compact reflection on the wall. It seems that a gust of wind has slipped in outside the window. It beats regularly, even if it doesn't go out, even the shadow on the wall is unwilling to let go, and it seems very busy.

By the way, there is also a string of wind chimes hanging by someone on the corridor outside, which is being swayed vigorously by the evening wind behind.

After a long time, Concubine Zhao found that she seemed to have been tricked again. It turned out that the use of the silk cushion was not only to protect the knees when preventing danger at the last moment, because the enemy coaxed softly and used it for the last time. , euphemistically, it can be more comfortable, and the back will not be so cold.In fact, with her physique in the Heavenly Aspiration Realm, the coldness of the floor in autumn is nothing at all, let alone friction and the like, Zhao Lingfei's current physique, after being born with a first-class sword three times, is no better than some In the eyes of some people, the physique is a monster... But no matter what, this is also the husband's caring and caring, Zhao Lingfei can feel it, of course, if this caring and caring can be more serious. .The woman pursed her lower lip.

Halfway through, Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head slowly. Her somewhat misty autumn eyes were printing the string of wind chimes swaying left and right in the air, ding ding dong, ding ding dong~ being pushed hard by the naughty wind, and the wind chimes were light and crisp. Melodious, at a certain moment, Concubine Zhao Ling felt happy for no reason. It was as if she had returned to the field in the back mountain of the Duke of Chu's mansion. Qian'er ran with a smile, and the sound of laughter lit up the wind in all directions. When she ran, the bells tied to her ankles also rattled like this. At a certain moment, Brother Rong slammed her forward and knocked her down. I was so happy that I couldn't help shouting happily with this string of wind chimes!

It's a pity that at the moment, her fair and white ankles have long since lost the bells that she used to practice sword stance, but there are other things hanging on them, which is a little regrettable.

I remember when I was a child, Brother Rong Er seemed to like my foot bells, but after the swordsmanship became superb, the pace was quiet, and Uncle Bai asked me to take it off... The wind chimes on the promenade finally rested after a while of commotion. , only Fenger still came in waves, as if she didn't know she was tired, and Concubine Zhao Ling's mood also calmed down, and then she suddenly remembered.

"Do you want to take precautions?" Zhao Rong's voice suddenly came from above.

"Concubine listens to my husband." Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head away and did not look at this enemy. She had just escaped from the innocent field of childhood in her memory, and her expression still had some remnants of trance from her memories.Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at Zhao Lingfei's expression at this time. The latter covered his face with his hands and gave him a waist. His daughter's family was always a little thin-skinned. Zhao Rong smiled, and Zhao Lingfei glared at him.

"Then it's better to be careful." Zhao Rong nodded, then took a long breath, got out and stood up again, Zhao Lingfei put down the covering hand, and tacitly changed to a more comfortable position, but her eyes narrowed slightly. The lazy look with his head tilted still makes someone take a deep breath.