Chapter 681 The embroiderer is a little wild [Happy National Day, please vote for me at the beginning of the month]
Chapter 681 The embroiderer is a little wild [Happy National Day, please vote for me at the beginning of the month!]
"Xiu Niang was a little different just now."
"Um?"
On the messy vermilion bed, Zhao Qingxiu curled up in Ouyang Rong's arms, twirling a strand of hair with her fingers and drawing circles on his chest. When she heard the words, her lazy nasal voice was a little confused.
Ouyang Rong rested his head on his hands, looked at the ceiling, vomited back and forth, and squinted slightly, as if after recollection:
"A bit...a bit...it's not convenient to use that word."
Her circling fingers switched to writing:
[Speak, speak quickly, I want to listen]
Ouyang Rong nodded:
"A little wild."
"...?"
Zhao Qingxiu's face was originally covered with red glow, but suddenly it became even redder, like a ruby that was about to bleed.
Ouyang Rong felt the beauty in his arms burying her face in his chest, and he could even feel the heat on a certain little face.
The embroiderer's body is easily heated, like a small stove, so it must be very warm in winter... Ouyang Rong thought for no reason.
The shyer Zhao Qingxiu became, the more Ouyang Rong liked to tease her. He continued to wink and smile:
"Originally, you said, why are you biting my ear? I could have resisted it, but you bit it anyway. The embroiderer is not honest."
[I am well-behaved and honest, but Tanlang is dishonest]
Ouyang Rong smiled and did not expose her. He turned his head and sniffed, and suddenly asked:
"It turns out that Xiu Niang can also drink. I was not here just now, so you secretly drank some wine, right?"
Zhao Qingxiu raised her head slightly, with a look of reminiscence on her face, and wrote:
[Well, I know how to drink. A sister taught me and gave me a wine gourd. The wine in it was very spicy, but it was later taken away by another sister.]
Ouyang Rong smiled: "Xiu Niang has quite a few sisters."
Zhao Qingxiu buried her head in silence, tilted her face slightly, and listened carefully to Ouyang Rong's heartbeat.
Ouyang Rong looked at the roof and gently touched her face with his palms.
Both of them were a little tired.
It's the fatigue that creeps into my heart after sweating profusely, and I just want to breathe, breathe, and breathe again to regain my strength.
I don't want to move a finger anymore.
Even Zhao Qingxiu, who was supposed to be cool and sweat-free with jade bones and immortal skin, had sticky hair on her forehead and temples stuck to her rosy little face.
It was really hard to be tortured by Tanlang.
The two sweated together.
Can't tell whose sweat it is.
But Ouyang Rong must have sweated more.
Ouyang Rong's chest was a little sore from the pressure. He changed his position and spread out his left arm. Zhao Qingxiu turned over tacitly, her black hair flying, she raised her head and rested it on Ouyang Rong's left arm, lying on her side in his arms.
.
Ouyang Rong's left hand could naturally touch her smooth back.
The big hand stroked her back and forth several times, and used the quilt to wipe the sweat off her thin back, leaving two fingers, like dancing elves, jumping and caressing the cervical vertebrae on the beautiful woman's back.
Then he slid all the way to the fragrant shoulder, covered it with his big hands, and rubbed it back and forth, like a jade stone.
It is indeed as smooth as jade.
This is the scenery you can touch if you go up with your left hand.
As for going down...
If you go all the way downstream, because Ouyang Rong has long arms and Zhao Qingxiu is petite, his hands can easily pass over his waist...
Ouyang Rong's big hands began to move back and forth.
This gave him a feeling of ownership of the other person.
Zhao Qingxiu said nothing, silently drawing circles on his chest with her green fingers.
She curled up in Ouyang Rong's arms, where he couldn't see her. She narrowed her eyes, like a cat being patted on the head, enjoying something.
In fact, like him, I enjoy the aftertaste.
Ouyang Rong raised his other hand and twisted out a long, straight black hair from under his lips.
It belongs to the embroiderer.
The embroiderer's hair is very thick, and she doesn't like to tie it up when sleeping. Even when the two of them were doing errands just now, she just took out the ice-white jade hairpin and let the three thousand green hair spread on the snow-white shoulders and back.
Ouyang Rong didn't quite understand it in his previous life. In this life, he also followed the custom of the Zhou Dynasty and had long hair for wearing crowns. Only then did he realize that it was really comfortable to let his hair down when sleeping, but it was uncomfortable to tie it up.
"Long Ling..."
Ouyang Rong's right hand was inconvenient to touch, so he played with an ice-white jade hairpin with two fingers, and the pendant made a crisp sound.
After playing for a while, Ouyang Rong found that the two pendants on it seemed to be able to be removed, separated from the hairpin, and muted. He couldn't help but take it to his eyes, observe and study, and prepare to try it.
As a result, the next moment, Zhao Qingxiu took it back.
He is not allowed to move.
Ouyang Rong smiled.
Suddenly asked:
"Does the embroiderer know my handwriting?"
Zhao Qingxiu stopped and wrote on his chest:
【What word】
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes, looked at her puzzled face, shook his head and said:
"fine."
Zhao Qingxiu took the initiative to write:
[Can you tell me about her?]
"who?"
[That sister Xie that Tanlang mentioned, didn’t Tanlang want to take me back to attend my aunt’s birthday ceremony? You have already introduced your aunt, and this girl Xie rarely mentions it]
Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment and briefly told the story of how he and Xie Lingjiang knew each other from acquaintance.
Zhao Qingxiu listened very seriously and did not interrupt Ouyang Rong in the middle.
Ouyang Rong finished speaking.
She sniffed.
[It is normal for a woman to like such an outstanding man as Tanlang]
Ouyang Rong asked back: "What about Xiu Niang?"
Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head.
[The embroiderer is mute, can’t see, and is missing her little finger]
Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"The embroiderer doesn't know how good she is."
The two of them were silent for a while.
Seeing that it was late and the two of them were still sweating, Ouyang Rong searched for it and found a sky-blue ribbon on the wrinkled sheets.
However, this ribbon is not clean anymore. It is wet. It was bitten off during the fierce moment and tied to the Haowan...
Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, got up and got out of bed, lit the lamp, put on his clothes and went out.
He took the initiative to get a clean towel and a hot water basin, sat on the edge of the bed, and first wiped his neck, neck and arms, and washed them.
After all, this is the room where the Fang sisters lived before, and there are no Xiu Niang's belongings in it.
When the two of them were deeply in love just now, Ouyang Rong couldn't care too much, so he chose the nearest room as he pleased.
On the vermilion bed, Zhao Qingxiu hugged the quilt and silently looked at Ouyang Rong who took the initiative to clean up.
At a certain moment, Ouyang Rong suddenly turned to look at her, and she was so frightened that she shrank back into bed.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before. Why are you hiding?" He tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth.
Zhao Qingxiu buried her little head and remained silent.
Even though the two of them have been in such close contact, the lights are brightly shining, and the daughter's family is thin-skinned, so she is still embarrassed after all...
Ouyang Rong had roughly cleaned up, put on his clothes, and took out a clean towel to wipe and clean Zhao Qingxiu. The latter hurriedly wrote a reminder: [Lights out]
"You can't see clearly, how do you wipe it?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously.
Zhao Qingxiu didn't answer, turned her back to Ouyang Rong, and was about to retreat into bed again.
"Okay, okay, lights out, lights out."
Ouyang Rong ran to blow out the lamp. As soon as he returned to the bed, before he could lift the quilt, the beauty came out and hugged him.
The warm fragrance of soft jade enters the arms.
This time it was she who asked for a kiss.
Ouyang Rong's feelings were correct, Zhao Qingxiu was indeed a lot bolder...
After the ending, Ouyang Rong reluctantly left the quiet courtyard.
Hearing Ouyang Rong's footsteps walking away, Zhao Qingxiu leaned against the door frame and put a small hand on her lower abdomen, as if silently feeling something.
The sixth grade is right in front of you and can be broken at any time.
But the gentle aura obtained through dual cultivation with Tanlang seems to be very gentle and can be guided by her.
If you can accumulate it, you can break through the realm in one fell swoop and go further.
Zhao Qingxiu listened to the insects in the courtyard for a while.
His little face showed an increasingly expectant look. Wouldn't it be better if he could break through in front of the second senior sister? It would also be Tanlang's credit.
This kind of rapid progress may even shock the second senior sister.
…
"Go back to Sophora Leaf Alley."
Ouyang Rong returned to the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief.
He closed his eyes first, entered the Merit Tower, and glanced at the blue-gold font above his old friend Xiao Muyu:
[Merit: Three Thousand and Eighty]
Before evening, his merit score was still 4,091.
After redeeming the golden blessings last time, the remaining merit value was 3,009.
Later I found out that this golden blessing was half of the old musician's sword technique.
Ouyang Rong has always kept the merit value at the warning line of 3,000, just to prevent the crisis and the merit value of using Shangqing's secret skill is not enough.
The increase in merit points these days is all due to the second phase of the renovation of the old Xingzifang house led by Pei Shisanniang, plus the experience gift package provided by Junior Sister and Rong Nushi.
Finally, it remained at 4,091.
This time, I couldn't help but spend more than a thousand merits by engaging in dual cultivation.
This is the result of Ouyang Rong's deliberate restraint.
Although it was the same as the previous times, he injected more than a thousand meritorious purple mist into the embroiderer, but Ouyang Rong deliberately controlled the time to make each breath longer, so this time it was extra strenuous, but he also had some feelings for the embroiderer.
It is related to the state of movement.
The two of them have released their long-term repression together today and have reached a certain state of harmony.
After a while, Ouyang Rongchang took out a breath and exited the merit tower.
He took out a Yunmeng Ling and looked down at it.
This is the Yunmeng Ling seized from Zen Master Yizhi.
The reason why it's a little special is because there's a bloodstain on it.
Except for the line of words that appears on all Yunmeng Orders, this extra blood stain is dark red in color. Although the area is not large, it is still a bit scary when applied to the bronze dagger.
Ouyang Rong tried to inject some spiritual energy and found that the dark red blood spots lit up.
But after injecting it for a long time, there was no movement.
He frowned slightly.
How does this thing work?
According to the blood bronze knowledge obtained when exchanging information with Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others.
This object serves as the formation eye of a large formation in Yunmengze, and can mobilize the lethality of this formation.
At present, it seems that it is to mobilize the power of the tripod sword, and the formation may be centered on the tripod sword.
But Yunmeng Jianze sent so many Yunmeng Tokens to Tiannan Jianghu, wasn't he afraid of distracting the killing power of the formation?
Secondly, they should not be afraid of leaking secrets. After all, after issuing so much blood bronze, they could not have imagined that the court would pay part of it.
So, are these Yue girls confident that even if Ouyang Rong and other people from the court get the Yunmeng Ling, they won't be able to decipher how it is used?
After injecting spiritual energy for a while, unfortunately, except for the dark red blood stains that lit up, the bronze dagger remained motionless.
Moreover, it is only possible to enter and exit, and there is no expected killing power from the formation.
Ouyang Rong shook his head and temporarily put away the Yunmeng Token.
Not long after, the carriage arrived at Huaiye Lane, and Ouyang Rong saw the figure of the junior sister lingering at the door.
"Why are you here, little junior sister?"
"Elder brother, you are finally back. Where have you been? Uncle Li asked you to go over."
"Wait a minute, I smell smelly sweat. I need to change my clothes first."
Before Xie Lingjiang could get closer, Ouyang Rong turned around and ran away.
Xie Lingjiang frowned in confusion. When Ouyang Rong returned, he had indeed changed into clean clothes. Before she could think about it, Ouyang Rong asked directly:
"What happened in the palace?"
"It's Dalang. He has received another invitation from Princess Anhui."
Ouyang Rong suddenly frowned:
"Are you coming? Let's go to the palace first."
When Ouyang Rong rushed to the study room of Prince Xunyang's Mansion, Li Xian, Wei Mei, Li Guo'er and others were all already there.
There is an invitation letter on the table in front of you.
Li Dalang stood beside the table without saying a word, being scrutinized by everyone.
"Tan Lang."
Li Xian and others breathed a sigh of relief and said hello one after another.
Ouyang Rong waved his hand, walked over to pick up the invitation, and read it over.
It was discovered that it was a private seal from Princess Anhui, inviting Li Dalang to visit the temple in Kuanglu Mountain.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze and looked at everyone.
He suddenly turned around and asked, "Does Dalang want to go?"
Li Dalang glanced at Li Xian and Wei Mei, who were looking at him eagerly, and then at Li Guo'er who was smiling.
The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and he tilted his head:
"I, what am I going to do there?"
After saying that, he glared at his friend Ouyang Rong.
…
The entrance of Xunyang Grottoes.
As soon as Princess Anhui, who was dressed in fine clothes, came out, a bicycle parked in front of her.
"Sister Rong does look good in this dress. I don't know why you like purple clothes recently. It's okay. I'll help you look for more. Why is Sister Rong not happy today? It's better to be happier... I'll come with you tomorrow."
"Well, please pay attention to your safety."
Rong Zhen nodded reluctantly, waved goodbye, and Wei Anhui boarded the carriage.
At this time, Rong Zhen turned to look at the sturdy horseman wearing a white cloth strip on his head, and looked carefully at him.
Wei Wu lowered his eyes slightly, cupped his fists and saluted:
"Ms. Female History."
Rong Zhen ignored him, Leng Ao turned around and returned to the grotto.
Princess Anhui's carriage drove for a while.
Wei Wu, who was driving, suddenly said:
"Princess Princess, there is no reply from Li Fusu, so she probably won't come."
Wei Anhui was silent at first, and then said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "Why are you inviting in my name? Uncle Wu has done this again and again, which is a bit excessive."
Wei Wu calmly rode his horse: "This is the request of Prince Liang. The prince agrees to let you have contact with the Li family prince. It's not impossible even if you say it is impossible. Doesn't the princess like that person very much?"
Wei Anhui stopped talking for a while.
The carriage drove quietly for a moment, and Wei Anhui sighed softly, with a melancholy tone:
"Uncle Wu, is this really what the father meant? How could he be so good at letting me get in touch with people from the Li clan? Did... what did you say?"
Wei Wu gave a serious look:
"The princess thinks too much."
"oh."
Wei Anhui was silent for a while, and when the carriage was about to arrive in front of Xunyang City, she suddenly said:
"Uncle Wu, I rejected you twice. Let's forget it. Don't invite me in my name again."
Wei Wu was noncommittal.
…
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