Chapter 631: Injecting the Junior Sister [Please vote for me!]
Ouyang Rong looked back at Rong Zhen.
The latter was looking at the surrounding scenery as if nothing had happened, and seemed not interested in the conversation between the brothers and sisters.
"I understand, little junior sister, please wait for a while."
Ouyang Rong whispered something in Xie Lingjiang's ear, then turned and walked towards Rong Zhen.
Coming to Rong Zhen, Ouyang Rong said embarrassedly:
"I'm sorry, Ms. Shi, but the little princess from Xunyang Palace has something urgent to do with me, so she has to go back first. By the way, did Ms. Shi just invite me to have lunch?"
"Don't you want to go back? What else can you eat?" He asked again, "Why don't you leave with your precious junior sister?"
Rong Zhen's clean and quick words made Ouyang Rong choke.
It’s really hard to accept this explosive remark.
But Ouyang Rong is quite thick-skinned.
"Aren't you afraid that there is something important on the female history's side that I will miss..."
Rong Zhen interrupted and said:
"If there was an emergency in this palace, would I let you go so easily? Do you think it is our official business of building the Donglin Buddha for His Majesty that is more important, or your private affairs with Prince Xunyang's Mansion? I don't know whether Bachelor Ouyang can do it or not. Anyway,
I feel that I can carry it out clearly."
Rong Zhen's pretty face was tense, she was confident, and her voice was quite loud, causing the man in red who was waiting not far away to turn his head frequently.
Some of the female officers passing by... were laughing so hard that no female officers were passing by at all.
Perhaps it was because the three of them together were too eye-catching, or perhaps because the cheap brother-in-law Wang Caozhi continued to work hard for his good brother-in-law, no one came to the entrance of the camp for a long time.
"So what are you doing here, Master Ouyang? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Rong Zhen's tone was cold, but at this moment, she saw Ouyang Lianghan's blank expression disappear, and her brows gradually wrinkled.
Rong Zhen suddenly added:
"What I mean is that there is nothing important here. You can go about your personal affairs. I have no dissatisfaction. Don't think too much about it."
She turned her head away, as if she was very impatient with this repeated explanation, but for the sake of her colleagues, she had to say it.
Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl in palace clothes in front of him, whose tone of voice could sometimes cause misunderstandings and conflicts, and nodded:
"I understand. Thank you very much for understanding Rong Nu Shi. I also understand Rong Nu Shi. We are all colleagues. In terms of understanding, there should be mutual understanding."
"Luo Li, why are you like that old man?" Rong Zhen looked into the distance and said stiffly.
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but stop: "Which old man?"
Rong Zhen pursed his lips:
"If you have nothing to do, you can stay for lunch later and we can get to know each other at the dinner table. But now you have important personal matters, so forget it and talk about it next time."
Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Okay, right..."
He seemed to have remembered something and turned around and said:
"Last time, the female historian asked me to find some peach blossom forest around Xunyang City. I'm sorry, but I don't know much about it at the moment. If I find it later, I will tell you as soon as possible."
The matter of finding Taohualin was mentioned casually by Rong Zhen when he was interrogating prisoners in the state prison last time. Ouyang Rong sent someone to look for him afterwards.
"OK."
"It's not an important thing, right?" Ouyang Rong said jokingly.
"Not really, it's just fulfilling the old man's wish."
"This old man is quite interesting."
"You might be able to chat." Rong Zhen glanced at him and said softly.
Ouyang Rong smiled.
After a while, after the explanation was completed, Ouyang Rong turned around and left.
"Wait a minute, did you buy the hairpin on your little junior sister's head, or was it a gift from you?"
Rong Zhen suddenly called to Ouyang Rong.
"Ah?" Ouyang Rong turned around in confusion.
He seemed to be thinking about something and did not react immediately: "What did Rong Nushi say? What kind of hairpin?"
Rong Zhen waved his hand: "Forget it, it's nothing, you can leave quickly."
After saying that, she turned around and left first, her steps were very fast, and she disappeared without a trace.
Ouyang Rong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
After returning immediately, he took Xie Lingjiang and boarded the carriage together, left the Xunyang Grottoes camp and drove back to Xunyang City.
In the car, Xie Lingjiang tilted his head and asked:
"Elder brother is so generous that he has to explain a lot to this female historian whenever he returns to the city."
With no outsiders around, Ouyang Rong simply leaned back and lay on his little junior sister's long, round and straight legs. He casually grabbed one of her catkins and gently stroked and kneaded it.
He asked with a strange look on his face: "Why are little junior sister and Rong Nu Shi angry?"
Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt calm:
"Who is angry with her? She has the nerve to say that Senior Brother can't carry it clearly. I think she is the one who can't carry it the most."
After a pause, she pointed at her face:
"I didn't release my anger. Where did Senior Brother see me release my anger?"
Ouyang Rong is helpless, why are you so angry?
"Don't get angry."
"Nodule? What is it?" Xie Lingjiang was confused.
Another weird term came out of the senior brother's mouth, but she was almost used to it, and she was very interested in it and liked to break the casserole and ask the truth.
Ouyang Rong coughed and said nothing.
After a while, Xie Lingjiang calmed down, held Ouyang Rong's face with both hands, and began to knead his brows.
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy it, but he didn't expect Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:
"The hairpin worn by the female historian just now looks familiar... Senior brother, why is she following suit?"
Xie Lingjiang asked, and at the same time he took off the mandarin duck jade hairpin on his head and squinted his eyes to look at it.
Ouyang Rong was lying on her lap, and when she was twirling the hairpin with her bare hands and looking at it, she happened to be swaying left and right in front of his eyes.
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but worry in his heart, if the junior sister accidentally slipped her hand, wouldn't the tip of this hairpin be inserted into his unparalleled handsome face?
Ouyang Rong kept his gaze straight and responded calmly: "Everyone has a love for beauty, and the female historian is also a woman."
"That's true, huh, I didn't spend any money anyway." Xie Ling Jiang Qiaolian was a little happy and in a better mood, and inserted the mandarin duck jade hairpin back into her temples.
Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative:
"If junior sister is angry, you can think about the owner of Dielianhua. Will junior sister still be angry?"
Xie Lingjiang narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly:
"Is that why Senior Brother is so patient with her? Are you willing to suffer her bad temper when we get along?"
"Otherwise." Ouyang Rong sighed, his tone a little embarrassed: "Anyway, every time I think about it, I feel that Rong Nu Shi is not bad, and the more Rong Nu Shi trusts me, the more guilty I feel, so I naturally have a better attitude.
,Are we ungrateful people?"
"Humph, he's also an idiot."
Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and hummed, feeling much better again.
After all, this female historian was still kept in the dark. From the perspective of a bystander, she felt a sense of superiority.
At this time, Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and accidentally bumped into Xie Lingjiang's arms. His forehead seemed to have hit a water bag. His head swayed with the water bag for a moment before he recovered, and he didn't know.
Which one of them stops first.
"Eldest brother, are you okay?"
Xie Lingjiang was in pain, but he immediately hugged his elder brother's head and looked at his forehead with concern.
"It's okay. What could happen? It could even be damaged."
Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and waved his hands, but couldn't help but glance at it more, as if he was really afraid of breaking it, but it was not his head.
"What are you doing?" Sensing the gaze, Xie Ling Jiang blushed.
"Okay." Ouyang Rong nodded in agreement.
The next moment, before Xie Lingjiang could realize what her senior brother had promised, she suddenly felt her body was off balance. When she came to her senses, she was already being held in his arms by her senior brother, and she was sitting astride him with her legs, facing him.
noodle.
Ouyang Rong nodded: "This sitting position is much more comfortable. The carriage is too small and two people side by side are too crowded. We have to sit like this, but the junior sister is a bit heavy..."
"Don't say it!" Xie Lingjiang, who was blushing and burying his chest, suddenly raised his head and cursed: "You are the most important one."
Ouyang Rong blinked his eyes.
Before Xie Lingjiang could spit on him again, Ouyang Rong had already smoothly changed the topic:
"And with the current situation in Xunyang City, we cannot be at odds with Rong Nushi, especially the Prince of Xunyang. Do you understand, little junior sister, if I were the Wei family, I would work hard to fight for a relatively neutral Rong Nushi...
"Because the position of Rong Nu Shi is very critical. The same goes for this joint petition to ask for help from the imperial court... We have to be more polite to Rong Nu Shi. We can tolerate some unique characteristics of Rong Nu Shi... Besides, after getting along for so long, I found that
It seems that Rong Nu Shi is not as harsh and difficult as the rumors say, but rather has a cold face and a warm heart..."
Ouyang Rong spoke seriously.
Xie Ling Jiang was slightly startled and listened quietly.
The two of them remained facing each other, with Xie Lingjiang sitting on Ouyang Rong's lap.
Ouyang Rong held her waist with both hands, put his palms on her waist, didn't move much, and spoke softly.
Xie Lingjiang was originally a little wary of his mischievous senior brother, so he held his chest with both hands and kept a distance.
But in this sitting position, his legs under his buttocks were tilted inward, causing Xie Lingjiang's body to have an inertia that slid into his arms.
Seeing that Ouyang Rong was speaking seriously and his hands were honest, Xie Lingjiang lowered his upper body and lay gently in his arms, listening carefully.
The hair made Ouyang Rong's nose itchy, and Xie Lingjiang's head tilted.
"Why do you feel that Senior Brother is so patient today and talking to me about this?"
Ouyang Rong said sincerely: "There are some things that need to be explained clearly to the junior sister. We need to communicate with each other. Recently, the junior sister has been staying at Prince Xunyang's Mansion. We haven't chatted for a long time."
"You also know." Xie Lingjiang raised his head and rolled his eyes at him: "Every time I come here, I'm either looking for the prince or sister Bao'er."
Ouyang Rong was helpless, knowing that he was wrong and did not dare to say anything.
"Also, how come Senior Brother has become more honest?" Xie Lingjiang was confused.
Ouyang Rong was serious and raised his hands to indicate: "Okay, did I hurt you just now? Why don't you rub it?"
"Don't even think about it."
Xie Lingjiang blurted out and refused shyly.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Rong nodded directly without bargaining:
"OK."
Xie Ling Jiang was stunned and had no choice but to nod and bury his head in his arms again.
So the two of them sat facing each other and were quiet for a while, except for the occasional bumping of the carriage.
Just when I was speechless.
Ouyang Rong heard a cold snort coming from the black-haired little head buried in his chest:
"Hum, whatever you want."
Ouyang Rong laughed.
After thinking about it, he rubbed Xie Lingjiang's small red ear beads with one hand, and checked whether his future son's canteen was damaged with the other hand. Without blinking, he whispered in Xie Lingjiang's ear, "This
But the family's top priority" caused Xie Lingjiang to get angry and curse.
However, as soon as his hand squeezed in, it was nervously grabbed by the beauty's two catkins. Judging from the strength of the half-pushed half, it was not a blocker, but... a supervision? The three hands squeezed into the cafeteria at the same time, and it didn't seem crowded. This shows that the future son
The dining hall is spacious and delicious...
Ouyang Rong felt a little emotional, the junior sister was really too talented, and the heroine Fang, who looked like a thunderbolt, had to be defeated.
He tried his best to conceal it, but his level was obviously slightly better.
As the saying goes, people in the world don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because they are in this mountain. It is quite appropriate to describe the young junior sister at the moment.
How did Xie Lingjiang know that his senior brother would have so many poems and jingles in his mind during a trip to the mountains and rivers?
As time went by, her head, which was resting on Ouyang Rong's shoulder, was buried even lower. Just when she was wandering in the sky and could only feel the silence around her, she felt a slight pain and suddenly found that her senior brother was close to her ear.
"Isn't this just a nodule? It also says you are out of breath."
Ouyang Rong made a gesture with his strength, and at the same time introduced in a low voice.
The beauty suddenly became ashamed and angry, wishing she could eat him. What kind of weird knowledge is this? Nodule, you are a hammer, although it sounds a little reasonable...
After a while, Ouyang Rong calmed down and asked softly in her ear:
"By the way, my junior sister heard from my aunt that I had a child bride before?"
"Yeah." Xie Lingjiang paused.
She became strangely quiet. Ouyang Rong couldn't wait for her to reply, so he had to change the topic:
"By the way, what's going on over there, little princess?"
Xie Lingjiang then raised his head, with a serious look on his red face:
"Fellow Taoist Lu Ya is here. He has something important to tell you. It seems to be related to Tiannan Jianghu. Sister Guo'er said that it would be best for you to go over and listen. It is related to Yunmeng Ling..."
Ouyang Rong frowned.
I didn't pay attention to my hands for a while and used too much force.
"Hiss, it hurts~" Xie Lingjiang suddenly frowned and bit his lip.
Ouyang Rong quickly let go, patted her back gently, and coaxed: "I'm sorry, little junior sister, pinch me."
"I can't bear to part with you." Xie Lingjiang shook his head gently, leaning his face softly against his shoulder. After a moment, a soft and waxy voice came out, as thin as a mosquito fly:
"I'm so angry. Are there really nodules there? I thought it was because the restraints were too tight and they were strangled..."
Ouyang Rong:......??
…
Sunset, Xuemu Villa.
At the top of the mountain, in the "Spring Garden" pavilion, a tall lady with blond hair reaching her waist was sitting cross-legged, with a sword across her knees.
On the small coffee table in front of her, there was a pair of unrolled scrolls.
The two bronze shafts of the scroll shone faintly under the afterglow of the setting sun.
The candle-green eyes in the snow stared at the familiar blood bronze without saying a word.
At this time, Yu Nianyuan walked in, turned his head and looked at the insect lady waiting quietly on the pear tree like a statue, and asked casually:
"Senior Sister, regarding the sword technique requested by Mr. Wei..."
At this moment, a provocative Yue girl came down from below and stood not far outside the pavilion, looking up and waiting.
Yu Nianyuan saw this and walked over.
The Yue girl whispered something to her.
Yu Nianyuan took another look down the mountain, looking a little surprised.
After Yue Nu left, she returned to the pavilion and whispered to Xue Zhongzhu:
"There are people from the Sanqing Taoist sect. From the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, there is a direct descendant of Huang Zi named Zhang Shixiu. From Shangqing Maoshan, this generation of walking under the mountain is Lu Ya. They both want to see the senior sister.
"The latter, when Tao Gu asked for swords, he went on stage and lost a peach sword. Senior sister should know him."
"Oh, we know each other." Xue Zhongzhu's tone was as usual, and he asked curiously: "So they are here to ask for the peach wood sword?"
Yu Nianyuan laughed: "Senior Sister was joking. The two of them said they came here on behalf of the Sanqing Patriarch Hall, and brought several heavy gifts, including tortoise bones from Maoshan Mountain, white pills from Zaoge Mountain, and Longhu Mountain.
Thunder Talisman, the two of them said yes, and presented it to Senior Sister, and at the same time passed a few words to the elder."
"Sending gifts and messages?"
Xuezhongzhu suddenly sneered:
"The Sanqing Taoist sect has the nerve to come over. They want to see me. Second Junior Sister will go and ask them first. Do they still admit that the Three Mountains of Fu Lu belong to Tiannan Jianghu? If so, can they accept Yunmeng Ling? Otherwise, they are not from Tiannan Jianghu.
, I’m missing, who knows if it’s Zhou Ting’s dog.”
"yes."
Yu Nianyuan also chuckled.
…
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(PS: Junior sister spends Chinese Valentine’s Day with everyone, please give me a monthly ticket! or2)