Zhao Qingxiu's face turned red.

If you open the curtain of the carriage at this moment and let the light from outside come in, you can see that her cheeks are red and the expression on her face is both shy and shocked. The changes in the expression of her little face at this time are very wonderful and complex.

The girl who finally worked up the courage to confess seemed like she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

【Tan Langzhi, you know it, you have known it for a long time?】

She wrote with trembling fingers.

Ouyang Rong stared at Zhao Qingxiu for a while and said softly:

"I thought you might just be an ordinary female queen in Yunmeng Jianze before. When I met you, you were blind and mute. Who would have thought that you were a virgin?"

He shook his head slightly and said calmly:

"However, after experiencing several things, I became 70% or 80% sure. One thing is that I had already learned from the government that Yue Chuzi was in the city, most likely hiding in Chengtian Temple, and we were in

We met at Chengtian Temple.

"Another incident happened when the Fang sisters left. They were actually taken care of by me, along with the naughty Yizhi Zen Master. However, the sisters really couldn't hide something.

"There is another thing related to my junior sister. She should have known about it for a long time, right? She knew it when we were in Dragon City. I was in a coma at that time. It was you who saved me. She should have seen you, and

Knowing that you exist, otherwise she would not have been so easy to accept when we met in the quiet courtyard that day, nor would she have accepted you so quickly, and she would have repeatedly told me not to let you down.

"Junior Sister must have been ready to speak frankly to me several times, but by this time I had already made up my mind, and there was no need for her to say anything. The hesitation of Junior Sister just confirmed what I had in mind.

.But it’s better to keep it tacitly known and not make it clear yet.

"If my guess is correct, some unspeakable things should have happened while I was unconscious in Dragon City, otherwise my junior sister would not have hidden it from me. It is very likely that the palace also knew about this matter, and the embroiderer

Are you concerned about...

"But since they chose to hide it from me after I woke up, they probably had good intentions, which is why they concealed it in an unspeakable way. I don't really want to ask directly."

Ouyang Rong was surprisingly calm and spoke in detail, neither annoyed nor angry. However, when his words fell into Zhao Qingxiu's ears, her tone gave her an indescribable feeling that there was an unexplained meaning in them.

After Zhao Qingxiu listened to each item one by one, her body gradually swayed a little.

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong stopped talking for a moment, bent down and took out a regular azure ribbon from the hidden compartment under the seat.

He reached out and pulled off the ribbon that had wet marks on Zhao Qingxiu's eyes, and replaced it with a clean one.

Zhao Qingxiu followed his pulling movements, gently tilted her face, and leaned on his shoulder.

"Actually, there is another thing you may not know, which is also very important."

Ouyang Rong moved very gently, tying a ribbon for her and a bow on the back of her head. He continued:

"I already knew you were the embroiderer. That child bride, from Longcheng County to Jiangzhou, from the Pure Land Palace of Donglin Temple to the quiet courtyard outside Chengtian Temple, you appeared by my side again and again by chance.

Pretend to be a passerby, pretend to be a patient, and act as a cook. I know your intentions, and I also know that you are still unwilling to be honest and honest, so I might as well pretend to be a new acquaintance with you...

"By the way, Zhao Qingxiu, is this the correct name you have now? Yunmeng Jianze is the Yue virgin of his generation and the latest swordsman leader on the mountain.

"But I didn't know that at first. I only knew that you were a female monarch. But you and my mother have the same clan and surname. Naturally, you are also surnamed Zhao, and you are a female monarch with the surname Zhao... Hmm."

Zhao Qingxiu was so excited that she heard the young man in Confucian shirt in front of her murmuring her name and softly chanted:

"The child bride Xiu Niang... the more virgin Zhao Qingxiu... the Xiu Niang... Zhao Qingxiu... if Zhao Qingxiu had a nickname, wouldn't it be the same pronunciation as Xiu Niang? I don't know who gave you the correct name. It's really appropriate.

"In addition, your family members, um, senior sisters, when they forged the procedures and signed the name on the roster of Longcheng Donglin Temple's Beitian Nursing Home to take you away, they actually revealed their secrets and filled in the word 'Xiu Niang', Xiu Niang."

The mother is the embroiderer, isn’t she? This is how it should be... embroiderer, daughter-in-law, don’t you think so?”

Ouyang Rong looked forward, talking to himself, asking and answering questions. When he came to the end, he lowered his head and smiled and asked about the pretty girl on his shoulder.

Zhao Qingxiu was very fascinated by what she heard. Her face was a little embarrassed, but she was also excited. She couldn't help but write:

[What Tan Lang said is absolutely correct, I am not wrong, I am the embroiderer, first the embroiderer, then Zhao Qingxiu]

Ouyang Rong also nodded seriously and emphasized again:

"Me too, I am Tan Lang first, and Ouyang Lianghan is behind me. They have a sequence, and they should have a sequence."

Zhao Qingxiu took a deep breath, lowered her head and wrote:

[Would Tanlang blame me for hiding it?]

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, everyone has their own difficulties. I have them too, and I have my own secrets to hide, and it's not just Ouyang Lianghan's identity. But so what if we do, we are still together now, it doesn't matter."

Zhao Qingxiu cried with joy, lowered her head and rubbed the corners of her eyes under the ribbon.

Ouyang Rong reached out and rubbed her head.

At this time, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to have thought of something. Ouyang Rong saw her face change and turned a little pale. He grabbed his hand and immediately wrote:

[I almost forgot, Tanlang, besides confessing my identity this time, I also have something important to say.]

Ouyang Rong looked calm and said calmly: "Xiu Niang, you write, I'm reading it."

I saw Zhao Qingxiu lowering her head and looking from the side, her palm-sized face was full of seriousness.

She wrote word for word:

[My second senior sister is here]

"Where? Next to Xunyang Grottoes?"

Ouyang Rong looked around, his face not surprised.

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head.

[She is coming, and Senior Sister will come later, but she came to me first, alone. She knows about us, and she also told me your official identity]

Ouyang Rong nodded and asked:

"What do you mean, Second Senior Sister?"

[The second senior sister, on behalf of the sect, gave me two choices... She even suggested that I come to you, so that I don’t make arbitrary decisions, and let you choose too, and choose together]

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "What choice should I make? The embroiderer will tell you first."

Zhao Qingxiu's chest rose and fell.

[Second senior sister said, I...we only have two ways. One is that I don’t have to go, but it will be difficult for her to do business when she goes back. There will be people coming later, and senior sister and the sect will do something to you and us later.

What, it is still unknown...]

The speed at which she wrote on Ouyang Rong's palm became slower and slower.

If his eyes were still there and he was not blind yet, Zhao Qingxiu would have looked sideways at this moment to see Ouyang Rong's face.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head and watched silently.

Zhao Qingxiu also gradually became aware of Tanlang's silence in front of her. The more she wrote, the more uneasy she inevitably felt in her heart.

As if waiting for some kind of final judgment, she didn't know what she was afraid of. Was it his agreement after weighing it, or was it that he refused but was preceded by a long period of silence and had inner hesitation and struggle?

Zhao Qingxiu didn't know. She suddenly realized that in fact, for some things, the silence of the other party for just three breaths after saying them was already a problem, even if they were just thinking seriously.

Zhao Qingxiu used to like silence very much, and she also enjoyed the silence when she was with Tanlang, the kind of tacit and silent time.

But at this moment, she had never been so afraid of Tanlang's habitual silence later on.

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly raised her head, trying her best to reveal a bright smile on her small face.

I saw the delicate girl leaning on the shoulder of the young man in Confucian shirt, and continued to write towards him as if she was joyfully offering a treasure:

[Well, it can be regarded as the final warning from Jianze. It is a bit serious, but there is not much malice there. Don't be afraid, Tanlang. We still have a second way. I think it is not bad. The second senior sister said

, as long as I go back with her today, there is no need for me to intervene in the big deal.

It's Buddha's business. I'll leave today. I'll leave Tanlang temporarily. I just want to go back to Jianze first. If Tanlang nods, the second senior sister promises that no matter what happens in the city today, she and the sect will protect you Tanlang.

of peace, and also get an extra big benefit...]

"Stop talking."

Zhao Qingxiu was halfway through writing when she was immediately interrupted by Ouyang Rong.

She tilted her head with a sweet smile and wrote:

[Tan Lang, don’t you listen to what I have to say about the benefits? Stop talking now and wait until you finish reading... Senior sister said that choosing the second path will give you a political achievement. If Jianze defeats Shuangfengjian and Xunyang City,

I can cooperate with you to put on a show of regaining your lost ground, and give you the credit for turning the tide.

In addition, I will also give you a special Yunmeng Token, which will prevent anyone from hurting you in Jiangnan in the future, and it will also make it easier for you to manage Jiangnan in the future. In fact, it’s okay for me to go back for the time being. I can’t be trapped there.

Mine, I will run out again later, Tanlang, don’t worry, I am the best at running...]

Before Zhao Qingxiu finished writing, she heard the scholar-shirted young man in front of her smile. She seemed to be facing Xunyang City, and nodded slightly from afar, and there was a "thump" in her heart.

As soon as he fell a thousand feet, he was about to squeeze out a smile again, when a young man in scholar's shirt interrupted with a decisive voice:

"I've already said it. There's no need to say it again. You don't have to run away. Xiu Niang, you are not allowed to leave, and neither am I. We will stay together."

Ouyang Rong held Zhao Qingxiu's stunned little face with both hands and said word by word:

"Go and talk to this Second Senior Sister... Well, just because she is quite particular and allows you to come and ask me frankly, I will give you the honorific for now... Go and say a few words to this Second Senior Sister, don't even think about it.

Don’t talk about this matter, just choose a hammer.”
To be continued...