Chapter 640 The Embroiderer’s Dreams and Nightmares [Please vote for me!]
Chapter 640 The Embroiderer’s Dream and...Nightmare [Please vote for me!]
The quiet night gives people unlimited imagination.
But even with unlimited imagination, one cannot imagine how rich and wonderful things are hidden under this dark night.
It contains such a profound and profound meaning that goes back thousands of times.
How many tossing and turning touching stories can happen in one night.
For Zhao Qingxiu, Yunmeng Jianze's original virgin, tonight is her most unforgettable night in these years.
Even more unforgettable than the last night when I lost my virginity at Donglin Temple in Longcheng County.
Because Tanlang is awake.
It was the same dark night, soft couch, white walls, and her pink face.
But Zhao Qingxiu was aware of his strong presence all the time.
Tanlang is here!
Even if he was torturing her in an extremely embarrassing way.
There is no sign of letting up in fatigue.
But there is a strong vitality that bursts out from it.
Like an erupting volcano, the boiling magma quietly submerges every inch of the body.
The two of them were as hot as fire.
It seems to be burning the night.
The strong vitality brewed in it is in sharp contrast to Zhao Qingxiu's quiet and indifferent spiritual life for many years!
Men and women.
It is essentially dry wood and blazing fire.
When God created them,
It seems to be burning just for this moment.
Family, country, world, Zhou rites, ethics, female principles...all the human order are brewed in this ball of fire between men and women!
Even the saint cannot suppress this fire.
They were meant to burn hot.
Even if it's just a moment, for the idiot Zhao Qingxiu, it can be remembered for many, many years.
Zhao Qingxiu even felt that even if she left now and had to leave due to irresistible force, this night would be enough for her to savor for the rest of her life and make her happy for a long, long time.
Zhao Qingxiu could not forget Ouyang Rong even more.
In this world, he is the only one who can make her care like this, without any reservation.
At a certain moment, with her whole body flushed and her bones aching, she bit Tanlang's shoulder.
She suddenly remembered what a certain senior sister said.
"Little junior sister, instead of standing on the cliff for a thousand years, it is better to cry on the shoulder of your lover one night."
Zhao Qingxiu cried.
The bite was also harder.
Ouyang Rong patted her back as gently as possible.
"What's wrong..." whispered.
She just cried quietly and didn't respond.
Ouyang Rong didn't dare to move.
Until Zhao Qingxiu, who buried her little face and nibbled on his shoulder, moaned for a while, twisted a bit as if she was angry and resentful, and then, as if adjusting her posture, she accidentally arched her head.
After receiving the instruction, the flame continued to burn.
Zhao Qingxiu didn't dare to bite him too hard, but just put her teeth on it and tasted his salty sweat.
She wandered again, opened her mouth slightly, and hid her voice on his shoulder.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
Zhao Qingxiu's voice was a little hoarse.
Her voice was actually kept as low as possible.
But some "Woo" sounds leaked out from the gaps between the white teeth and pink lips, like rice exposed from a sandbag, forming a trickle and encouraging him.
Zhao Qingxiu was still a little thirsty, but Tanlang gave her a drink.
She never knew that this product could also quench thirst. It turned out that the words in the book about making people salivate were true.
Zhao Qingxiu is obsessed with it.
He bit him hard again.
…
It's approaching dawn and the sky will be bright.
The sound of insects gradually began to chirp in the yard.
The back room had been noisy all night and had quieted down.
I don’t know when it started and then stopped.
Ouyang Rong turned over and glanced at the little face of Xiu Niang sleeping peacefully on the pillow beside him.
This little face is haggard with tear stains, but its complexion is uniquely radiant, seeming to be tired yet happy and satisfied.
Maybe I'm having a sweet dream.
In other words, the old dream has ended and a new dream is beginning.
Zhao Qingxiu slept soundly and deeply.
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
After finishing his round not long ago, he got up thoughtfully, took the initiative to tidy up, let the embroiderer who had gone through two rounds have a good rest on the couch, and helped the embroiderer gently wipe it. After simply dressing, Ouyang Rong deliberately dressed himself neatly,
He lay down next to her undressed, closed their eyes together, and rested for a while.
Ouyang Rong did not dare to fall asleep like Xiu Niang. His affairs tonight were not over yet...
On the messy couch, Ouyang Rong carefully removed the beauty's lotus arm from his belly and turned over to get out of bed.
From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a crumpled azure ribbon on the ground, bent down to pick it up, and put it in his arms.
He walked over again and put the ice-white jade hairpin under the pillow so that the embroiderer could touch it when she woke up.
Ouyang Rong left the main room quietly.
When passing by the corridor, I turned around and glanced at the west wing.
There was silence in the west wing room.
She probably didn't wake up because the embroiderer was thin-skinned and her voice was quite low.
And it's just dawn now. According to Xiu Niang, the Fang family sisters usually get up very late and have to get up one after another in the morning to go out... What a young lady's routine.
Ouyang Rong took a long breath.
He turned around and left the quiet courtyard.
Not far from the yard, under the shade of a tree, a carriage parked quietly.
When Ouyang Rong approached, he took a look.
Ali wore a felt hat and leaned against the door frame of the carriage, lowering his head and dozing off.
Because he was hiding his energy, Ali did not notice his approach.
Ouyang Rong didn't call Ali and went straight into the car.
Not long after, the Confucian shirt made by the embroiderer was replaced, and he changed into a new black suit, and took out a piano case, a bronze mask, a wine gourd and a pack of handkerchiefs.
Ouyang Rong got off the bus carrying four things.
I accidentally made some noise.
"Mr..gongzi?"
Ali woke up in a daze. He looked alert at first, but then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ouyang Rong.
Ouyang Rong held Ali's shoulder as he was about to stand up, and whispered:
"No need to follow me, you wait here."
Holding the piano case in his arms, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Chengtian Temple, and calmly gave instructions:
"At 2:00 am, if I don't come back, you should immediately go to the palace to find Miss Xie and give her the letter on the seat. Remember..."
Ali hesitated for a moment and nodded heavily: "Yes, sir."
After a while, he stared blankly as his young master walked away with his slender figure holding the piano case in his arms...
When Ouyang Rong passed a guard post at the intersection, he turned his head and took a look.
According to the arrangements made before leaving last night, Liulang should be waiting at the outpost with his people. When the time comes, he will wait for his signal outside Chengtian Temple.
I remember that when I was acting to scare the Fang sisters, I told them face to face that the officers and soldiers were going to search Chengtian Temple.
But from that day on, Yan Liulang did not lead anyone to search.
Because Ouyang Rong is not ready yet.
Today, it’s time to check it out.
Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the darkness before dawn, he was agile, bypassed the road, and quickly approached Chengtian Temple.
On the way, he checked his condition.
First of all, it goes without saying that I felt refreshed and refreshed by the embroiderer.
Sage time, now he is a ruthless sword-wielder who has no feelings.
I looked inside the Merit Tower.
[Merits: seven thousand three hundred and eight]
Not long ago, Ouyang Rong discovered that the purple mist could transmit merit, and he poured more than a thousand merit into his woman.
There are seven thousand left, which is enough. Anyway, it is not much less than when the fierce battle with Qiu Shenji began.
Not to mention that he is no longer the new rookie swordsman he was in Dragon City.
With a cultivation level of the eighth level that is close to perfection, and with the supreme knowledge of the Qing Dynasty and the command to trance the gods, not to mention that this is his home court, those Yunmengyue girls would have a guilty conscience, fearing that they would attract officers and soldiers and female officials of the Supervisory Council to encircle and suppress them.
After three sticks of incense.
Ouyang Rong rushed to Chengtian Temple.
His figure was silent, and he stopped in a deserted hall.
After looking around, Ouyang Rong nodded lightly, this is it, the best location.
This main hall is not far from Yuan Huaimin's courtyard.
I remember that when he was fishing for a sword in Xingzi Lake, he accidentally exposed his sword energy for a moment, which immediately led to a search by Yue Chuzi and others, who were also nearby at that time.
So Yue Virgin's hiding place may be around.
The two are not far apart.
In the solemn hall, below the golden Buddha, Ouyang Rong sat leisurely on a futon.
First he took out a wine gourd and a pack of handkerchiefs.
Ouyang Rong opened his handkerchief and twisted up a candied fruit.
He first raised his head and drank a gourd of sticky talisman wine in one breath.
His mouth was filled with a bitter and sour taste, and Ouyang Rong immediately swallowed the candied fruit to dilute the strong taste.
He took a deep breath.
This is the prerequisite operation for the command of the divine art of the Supreme Purity, which involves taking the talisman water of the red and black talismans and the strong connection with the object of the divine seduction.
The original Tao Yuanming used for brewing wine this time is the one found by the Prime Minister's Palace.
He has not touched the "Peach Blossom Spring" written by his friend Yuan Huaimin for the time being. After all, it is a family heirloom, unless absolutely necessary.
The Divine Decree is his ultimate trick.
However, based on Li Dalang's previous experience of swallowing the talismanic water, even if the divine order is not needed this time, the talismanic water can still be retained in the body, and when needed, it can be used directly by chanting the formula!
I'm just not sure whether Tao Yuanming's trance can be successful.
This is a strange and wonderful idea. There is only one red and black talisman, and it has been unable to produce new spiritual ink to help Ouyang Rong make the talisman.
So it cannot be tested beforehand.
Ouyang Rong thought for a moment.
Silently, he took out a bronze mask that had been left for a long time from his sleeve.
He lowered his head and put on the bronze mask.
No one knew that the owner of Dielianhua, who was currently being looked for by various forces, appeared silently in a hall.
"Master of Butterfly Love Flower" slowly caressed the sword box with his palm.
With a click, the sword box opened.
There is a clear blue sword energy overflowing.
The whole hall was filled in an instant.
The brilliant golden body of the Buddha eclipsed in front of it.
Ouyang Rong sat upright and closed his eyes.
Wait silently.
My whole body relaxed and fell into a mysterious and mysterious state.
Welcome the virgin.
He still has a backup plan.
According to the arrangement, Yan Liulang and other officers and soldiers were waiting outside the temple at this moment.
At the critical moment, he assisted Ouyang Rong to scare Yue Zizi away from the hiding place of Donglin Temple.
Ouyang Rong reached into his arms and touched the azure ribbon.
I planned to bring a bellyband before, but ended up not bringing it.
The main reason is that he is not sure whether Yue Chuzi recognizes the embroiderer's bellyband, and as a last resort, it is better not to taint the innocence of his embroiderer, even if it is fake.
But if you have seen this azure ribbon, you will definitely recognize it.
Later, before the virgin is beaten away, the ribbon will be thrown out by him as evidence that the embroiderer has encountered a "vicious hand".
Since then, Yunmeng Jianze has lost a Yue embroiderer, and his Ouyang family has gained a child bride.
Of course, this is just his current ideal plan, and the plan may not keep up with changes.
For the specific implementation, you still need to convince the embroiderer first.
Then convince aunt and junior sister.
He has to solve them one by one.
But these are all family matters and can be solved behind closed doors. As the head of the family, it shouldn't be difficult for him.
Ouyang Rong was somewhat confident about this.
Right now, he needs to resolve external matters.
It would be fine if Yunmeng Jianze could be informed that Xiu Niang had been poisoned.
As for the Fang sisters who have already come to find the embroiderer.
Ouyang Rong has his own way of dealing with them.
Over the past few days, Ouyang Rong also investigated them and got a rough idea of some context.
Not a big problem.
Therefore, the primary issue at the moment, which has always troubled Ouyang Rong, is the Yue virgin lurking in Chengtian Temple.
As the future Yuanjun, the Yue virgin who attracted worldwide attention, Xiu Niang must not dare to disobey her.
She couldn't help but kidnapped him.
The embroiderer didn't dare to disobey, but he did.
Quite brave.
Ouyang Rongkong sat with his eyes hanging.
He held up the heavy bronze mask.
Inside the main hall.
Time passed minute by minute.
Half an hour later.
The sky has become bright.
There were even sounds of some monks getting up early outside.
Nothing happened.
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and frowned slightly.
Where are people?
You can't be still sleeping, right? Are you kidding me? You're lurking under the enemy's nose and you dare to sleep so deeply?
Then why didn't you come?
[Craftsmanship] She doesn’t want it anymore?
Last time, I only showed my sword energy for a short time and attracted people.
Why is it so slow this time?
Or is it that she has left and is no longer in Chengtian Temple?
He was always searching for enemies in the void before? Well...
Ouyang Rong frowned and pursed his lips.
After waiting for a while, he closed the sword case.
Open it again.
I guess Rong Nu Shi is coming to find her.
After all, it's not just Yunmeng Jianze who is looking for him, there are also other forces looking for him.
Ouyang Rong looked around.
After a while, he took off his bronze mask and left Chengtian Temple.
A quarter of an hour later, he returned to the carriage driven by Ali and rearranged everything.
After hesitating for a moment, he returned to the quiet courtyard.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard a "whining" sound coming from the main wing and ran in to take a look.
The embroiderer woke up.
On the dark bed in the early morning, Zhao Qingxiu leaned against the pillow, holding the ice-white jade hairpin tightly, as if holding a sword. Her small face was full of tears, her eye bubbles were red and her eyes were dull from crying.
Ouyang Rongxin raised her head and held her hand, "What's the matter? Xiu Niang?"
[Tanlang, I had that nightmare again]
Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head and wrote in a daze.
"What nightmare?"
Ouyang Rong asked and realized: "Is it the recurring dream you mentioned before? Can you tell me about it?"
Zhao Qingxiu leaned on his warm chest, her whole body seemed to relax a little, and she silently wrote with her index finger:
[There is an abyss in the dream, and the abyss is full of ferocious giant dragons that eat people]
Ouyang Rong was stunned: "Abyss, giant dragon?"
Zhao Qingxiu shed tears silently from the corners of her eyes, dripping on his palm:
[There are swords to kill the dragons, but they keep coming, dying and coming back to life. They are so densely packed that they cannot be killed no matter what, as if they are coming out to eat us]
Ouyang Rong's eyebrows slowly wrinkled...
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