No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 580: If you dont guard against the gentleman Zhao Qingxiu, you will never get into Yanglianghan [Please vote for me!]
Chapter 580: If you dont guard against the gentleman Zhao Qingxiu, you will never get into Yanglianghan [Please vote for me!]
It’s approaching the fifth watch.
On the main thoroughfare, apart from the sparkling lights that are lit until dawn, there is actually not much for fun.
Lively places such as the lantern festival, theaters, and Zhulou have stopped accepting guests and are waiting to see off the last batch of guests.
The stalls on both sides of the street selling candied haws, wooden combs, and paper kites were also closed one after another.
Only bakeries, restaurants and other vendors selling breakfast snacks started to open their doors to warm up the food.
After leaving the theater where the Li family siblings were, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu did not return to the quiet courtyard immediately.
Ouyang Rong insisted on taking Zhao Qingxiu to visit this most lively thoroughfare on Lantern Festival.
Previously, when Ouyang Rong passed by Rong Nu Shi and his junior sister, they all passed quickly.
It was almost time for the market to close, so Ouyang Rong walked very slowly with Zhao Qingxiu, who was blindfolded and holding a cane.
The two of them walked and stopped.
There was a loud noise, which attracted Zhao Qingxiu to tilt her head. Ouyang Rong supported her and walked over to stop to look and listen.
If he encounters something that Zhao Qingxiu is interested in but cannot see, Ouyang Rong will describe it softly and tell her the whole story.
That little face with a pair of slightly dim lacquered eyes listened particularly attentively and seriously...
Walking along, they found a place where they could queue up to have fun, so the two of them went to queue quietly.
If the store owner came over with an embarrassed look and told them to leave, saying that they were closed and no longer accepting customers, they would not be annoyed or disappointed after waiting for a long time.
Walk along the street to the next store.
During this period, Ouyang Rong took off the azure ribbon covering Zhao Qingxiu's eyes and temporarily put it into his sleeve.
Therefore, in the eyes of many passers-by, they thought that this pretty girl holding a bamboo stick was just a girl with inconvenient legs and feet, or someone who had just recovered from a serious illness, and followed her lover's family on the street.
The weird and strange vision is much lessened.
Although there wasn't much originally.
For some special reason, both of them happen to have a physique that hides wind and gathers energy. When Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu walk together, they are like a small transparent combination competing against each other.
However, it seems that she was worried about something from the beginning. Next to Tanlang, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to have silently closed her spiritual energy cultivation, and her perception was weakened. Before today, she was moving covertly in the complex alleys of Chengtian Temple, without any trace.
Trace gesture.
Now he is no different from a blind man, he can only try to use a stick and feel his way around.
Ouyang Rong is almost the same.
Who is the owner of Dielianhua? I’m not familiar with him, he’s just a scholar who is slightly more handsome than others and an idle official...
In addition, there is another point worth noting.
Zhao Qingxiu's hair style is a high bun with hairpins inserted into her hair.
A bun is a knot of hair tied on the top of the head or at the back of the head.
The so-called "leave the boudoir and wear your hair in a bun" means that in the Zhou Dynasty, women would only wear their hair in a bun after marriage.
Unlike the young ladies who have not yet left the palace, they tend to have long and flowing hair.
After a young lady goes out to marry as a wife, she will tie her black hair into a bun and insert a hosta or a hair comb. Only her husband can untie the bun after nightfall to show that love will last forever.
To unite...
Also with a mandarin duck jade hairpin, Zhao Qingxiu's hairstyle is in a bun, which is different from the hairstyle of Xie Lingjiang, Rong Zhen and other young girls who have not left the palace, with their temples parted.
The former can reveal married status at a glance.
Zhao Qingxiu must have been wearing buns for many years since she was a child bride, and she ignored this detail.
But Ouyang Rong had inserted jade hairpins into the hair of several young ladies tonight, so it was impossible not to notice the difference here.
However, he never asked Zhao Qingxiu the question "Why does the embroider girl wear her bun?"
They are still old acquaintances of Longcheng and have a "patients of Beitian Sanatorium" relationship.
In the eyes of other passers-by, they would never have imagined that the relationship between this young couple was so new and complicated.
The two of them just walked to the end of the thoroughfare like an ordinary young couple on the street.
Further ahead, there is the west gate at the top of the city patrolled by soldiers on night duty. Walk forward and you will exit the city.
Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu stopped.
The good night is too short, it's already five o'clock.
After the tour, Ouyang Rong sent Zhao Qingxiu back to the quiet courtyard by Xingzi Lake.
Ouyang Rong got out of the car and helped her into the yard.
As soon as she entered the house, Zhao Qingxiu groped her way to the main room to light the lamp.
Ouyang Rong waited for her to enter the house and the house lit up, then he said belatedly:
"No need to go to such trouble, Miss Xiu Niang, I'll leave in a moment..."
Zhao Qingxiu returned to the courtyard, placed the oil lamp on the stone table next to him, and drew a few words on the palm of his hand.
[Master, are you hungry again?]
Immediately I went to the kitchen to put on an apron.
Ouyang Rong quickly grabbed her, touched his belly with his other hand and said:
"Wait, I'm not hungry, let's go to bed early and eat again tomorrow."
Zhao Qingxiu: "Yeah."
Finished in one sentence.
The atmosphere between the two became quiet.
Zhao Qingxiu raised her head slightly and faced Ouyang Rong, who was standing there.
As if waiting for him to speak.
Ouyang Rong didn't move, and neither did she.
Ouyang Rong waited for a while and found that he was a little embarrassed.
He looked around, covered his mouth and coughed:
"Then...if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I really had a good time tonight. Miss Xiu Niang, please rest early..."
After saying that, he moved out slowly.
When the embroiderer heard this, she waved her hand to him: "Ah."
It seems to be asking him to pay attention to his safety.
Ouyang Rong walked to the door and saw the cold night outside. He always felt that something was missing. He couldn't help but stop and turned around and asked:
"What are you going to do now, Miss Xiu Niang?"
Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head.
Ouyang Rong also tilted his head subconsciously.
After a while, Zhao Qingxiu pointed in the direction of the bathroom not far away.
Ouyang Rong said calmly:
"Then you need to boil hot water. Come on, let me help you. It's already so late anyway, and my aunt has gone to bed early. If I go back and wake her up now, I will be punished. If I go back later, I can let her sleep a little longer...
…”
What he said was reasonable.
Zhao Qingxiu stood there with the jade staff between her elbows. When she heard this, she held it with both hands and put it in front of her, lowering her head as if she was shy.
"Okay, just wait."
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Ouyang Rong ran to the kitchen to heat hot water.
I could only hear the sound of "Long Ling Long Ling" coming from the kitchen as he ran to burn firewood.
Zhao Qingxiu opened her mouth slightly, and after a while, she silently went to the master bedroom to get clean clothes...
Not long after, in the bathroom.
Wow——!
The boiled hot water rolled into the wooden barrel, and white mist filled the air.
Ouyang Rong saw at a glance that there was no screen in the bathroom.
He walked to the door and said to the pretty girl holding the door frame:
"Miss Xiu Niang, the hot water has been poured in, and there is still a bucket of hot water burning. If it is not enough, you can call me later...
"Well, I'll wait until you finish washing before leaving. You should be careful when bathing. Don't fall. Pay attention to safety.
"Don't worry, I'll be waiting for you in the yard."
Zhao Qingxiu nodded timidly.
Ouyang Rong strode out of the door, leaving the bathroom to Zhao Qingxiu.
Zhao Qingxiu seemed to turn around and "look" at Tan Lang, who was sitting upright on the stone bench in the courtyard, and immediately entered.
Ouyang Rong held his breath and waited in the yard.
During this time, the evening breeze rustled the ice-white jade hairpin on his crown.
However, his attention was on the sound of water in the bathroom.
I could faintly hear the sound of water hitting the woman's delicate skin.
For some reason, Ouyang Rong's mind flashed across the red tooth mark on his fair neck... His body became hot for no reason. He pulled off his collar and stood up, as if to walk around to get some air, but stopped and started again.
Sit down and look around.
At a certain moment, he took a deep breath, quietly took off the ice-white jade hairpin, and placed it on the table. The end with the pendant was placed hanging in the air outside the edge of the table... The wind blew through the pendant, and the crisp sound remained.
Ouyang Rong walked quietly, carrying a bucket of hot water prepared in advance, and approached the bathroom door with breathless concentration. There was almost no sound of footsteps.
Finally, came to the door.
He reached out tentatively and pushed the door open.
Who would have thought, "Squeak--!"
The door latch of the bathroom door made a very harsh sound, breaking the quiet atmosphere in the courtyard.
Obviously when he closed the door just now, there was no such harsh sound, it was even smooth and silent. Good guy, you are the one who makes the sound in one direction when you open the door, right?
For a moment, Ouyang Rong was extremely embarrassed in front of the bathroom door.
What was even more embarrassing was that after the door latch sounded, the bathroom filled with white mist suddenly became quiet.
The original sound of water sliding over my skin stopped.
Ouyang Rong stopped in front of the door.
There was silence inside the door.
The atmosphere fell into a strange dead silence.
Looking at the ajar door, which had been silent for a long time, Ouyang Rong's expression changed wonderfully.
However, what surprised him the most was that the bathroom door was unlocked.
Xiu Niang is... not guarding against him at all!
Ouyang Rong suddenly felt a little guilty.
He really regarded him as a gentleman.
After a while, with a sad sigh, he took the initiative to take some steps and walked back and forth around the door.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and shouted towards the door:
"Hey, Miss Xiu Niang, the door is not locked. It was blown by the wind just now. I closed it for you. You can continue washing. It's okay. I'm keeping watch."
After saying that, without waiting for a reply from the bathroom, Ouyang Rong, who was looking upright, walked back to the courtyard and sat down on the stone bench again, staring intently.
After a while, in the bathroom, a faint voice of agreement came from a thin girl whose head had been buried in the water for a long time:
"Ah... um."
In the hospital, Ouyang Rong wiped his face vigorously, looking a little melancholy.
She is obviously his child bride, and she has bitten her teeth hard. Why do you think he is pretending to be a "patient of Beitian Sanatorium"?
Not long after, the bathroom door opened, and a slender figure weakly walked out of the bathroom door. The evening breeze blew through her skirt, making her look very fragile.
When Ouyang Rong saw it, he was worried that she would be blown away by the wind the next second.
Zhao Qingxiu, wearing a nightgown that had been washed white, groped towards him and wrote something on his palm.
【Thank you, sir】
"It's okay, it's okay, just wash it off."
The crisp sound of wooden fish filled his ears, but Ouyang Rong's face fell, he tried his best to squeeze out a smile, stood up and prepared to leave.
This time, Zhao Qingxiu grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. He wondered: "What's wrong?"
[Master, can you please stay with me? When I hear the sound of the hosta, I feel at ease, just like when you were waiting outside the door just now]
When Zhao Qingxiu mentioned what had just happened, Ouyang Rong blushed, but when he looked down, he found that her little face was full of expectation.
His heart seemed to be touched, and immediately a warm current of "being needed" arose in his heart.
"Okay, I'll accompany you." Ouyang Rong nodded.
Less than half an hour later.
"Long Ling... Long Ling..." In the master bedroom, at the table in the outer room, Ouyang Rong sat upright, raising his hand from time to time and flicking the ice white jade pendant on his hair crown.
At this time, the crisp sound of wooden fish that kept ringing in his ears stopped. Ouyang Rong did not look at how much merit had increased... He slowly turned his head and looked behind a roll of bead curtains. In the direction of the bed in the back room, there was a girl sleeping soundly.
The sound of breathing came out.
I fell asleep and slept soundly.
This is rare, because she should be a Qi practitioner with a higher level of spiritual energy than him. She is so deep asleep that she has no defense against him...including being bullied by him acting like a gangster.
Ouyang Rong was silent for a moment, then stood up calmly, without walking into the back room, turned around and left the master bedroom, and gently closed the door.
Ouyang Rong left the quiet courtyard and drove home. On the way, he suddenly felt that it was quite good to live together slowly like this, but...
"Are you a Yue girl... The family you are talking about are those Yunmeng ladies? Are you still very familiar with that 'little lady Zhishuang'... let alone Rong Nushi know about it, no, Rong Nushi knows that I have such a past
My child bride confessed before, but I don’t know if I can get her back... This is embarrassing.
"Speaking of which, am I seeking personal gain from public affairs? It's what Rong Nu Shi said is selfish. But speaking more carefully, for what I did regarding the Great Buddha, Yunmeng Jianze's wanted arrest actually took the blame for me. So,
When I think about it, it is natural to hide Xiu Niang, she has done nothing and is innocent."
The logic closed the loop again, and Ouyang Rong nodded lightly.
Back at the Huaiye Lane mansion, Zhen Shuyuan and the others had already gone to bed, but he was coming home tonight, and maybe Zhen Shuyuan was quite happy: Nephew Yumu finally got the idea, and everyone knew that on the Lantern Festival night, he asked the young lady to go shopping, in front of the flowers and under the moonlight.
...But if she knew that he had three dates in one night, she would probably have a different expression.
However, the news of Ouyang Rong's return still woke up the sleepy Ye Weilai. The little girl held up her hands in confusion and got up to greet him.
"Here." Ouyang Rong did not forget to take out a mandarin duck jade hairpin from his sleeve, and handed it to Ye Weilae in a serious manner, and everything went smoothly.
The white-haired girl was stunned for a moment, and her little face smiled happily under the light...
Not long after, Ye Weila was finally put to sleep, but Ouyang Rong did not wash up and rest immediately.
He silently walked to the study, passed by the closet, and opened the door. His wonderful thoughts were gone. He finally felt clean tonight.
Ouyang Rong did not take out the [Craftsman's Work], but passed his hand over the Mohist sword box, and from the top of the wardrobe, he took out a... Night Pearl, or in other words, the relic of a certain eminent monk.
It was the little gadget he brought out from the Pure Land Palace and kept with him for a long time.
The relic, shaped like a luminous pearl, emits hazy silver-gray moonlight.
Ouyang Rong blew out the candle, picked up the bead with two fingers, squinted at it, and murmured softly:
"The hidden dragon comes out of the abyss, holding the bright moon and poems... the bright moon... carefully, this seems to be the most consistent... I was asked about it by her in the evening, and I suddenly thought of this thing... So this thing is not ordinary? Well, I almost sold it at first.
Lost.
"Dream? She seems to have been testing me since Longcheng. It seems that this dream has been around for a long time. It seems that she believes in it quite firmly. Wait, before, she repeatedly asked Dalang and Junior Sister to find Tao Yuanming's "Return"
"Xi Ci", could it be the poem in the dream?
"Speaking of which, what kind of dream is this? Which master interprets the dream? I'm not sure... can she really soar into the sky after getting the bright moon and poems? I always feel a little uncomfortable, why should I... why should I Qianlong?
Want to be ridden? No matter how you look at it, it’s nonsense.”
He curled his lips and glanced at the dark gray dawn sky outside the window: "How come His Highness spends all day with me as the Riddler, but touching this thing like this doesn't seem to trigger any good fortune..."
Unfortunately, no one responded to this whisper.
The study was silent. Ouyang Rong played with the Night Pearl for a while silently. He touched his chin with his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
At a certain moment, the sound of a rooster crow came from the window, and it was already dawn.
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(PS: Damn it, brothers, please give me a monthly pass! If it’s not doubled at the end of the month, let’s not keep it, we need it very much now woo woo or 2)