Chapter 686 Zhao Qingxiu: [Sister Xie, who is that sister outside?] (Please vote for me!)
The news of Ouyang Rong's arrival was quite loud in the courtyard.
And the sound of his footsteps.
What's more, Xie Lingjiang and Zhao Qingxiu are both middle-grade Qi practitioners, so they can naturally hear clearly.
Ouyang Rong walked into the lobby and saw the embroiderer who was collecting clothes by the clothes drying rack in the courtyard, looking back.
At the Eight Immortals table, the little junior sister's back remained motionless, seeming to be eating noodles with her head down.
There are dark clouds in the sky above the courtyard. Thunderstorms are about to fall, but strong winds have begun, blowing the trees in the courtyard.
"Long Ling——"
It was the sound of the ice-white jade hairpin pendant being blown by the wind.
But Ouyang Rong saw that the hairpin was not on the embroiderer's hair, and a special crisp sound came from the Eight Immortals Table...
Turn around and look.
It was lying quietly next to the little junior sister's noodle bowl, close to the edge of the table. The end of the pendant was hanging in the air, being blown by the wind.
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and walked over.
"Ahhh."
Zhao Qingxiu put away her clothes and returned. She seemed to call out "Tan Lang" softly, and pointed at the Eight Immortals Table in the lobby.
Ouyang Rong came to the table in silence and sat down opposite Xie Lingjiang.
Zhao Qingxiu held a few clean Confucian shirts in her arms and returned to the corridor to take shelter from the rain. She did not enter the lobby immediately, but went to the main room to put her clothes first.
Ouyang Rong looked at his junior sister quietly.
The fiery red clothes she loved to wear looked a little dim in the dimly lit lobby.
It's like being wet.
But the fire didn't go out, as she took the bowl and ate the noodles slightly.
This ball of flame seemed to be jumping gently.
It's like burning silently in a fireplace in a warm house, in a windless and rainless environment, reminding others of some memories.
Xie Lingjiang ate his noodles faster without looking at him.
Ouyang Rong recalled for no reason the time when the two met for the first time.
That day was at Sanhuiyuan of Donglin Temple. He was kicked out and he turned his head to look at her against the sunlight. She was a bit dazzling, and her voice was as clear as an oriole, still ringing in his ears:
"And there is an accomplice who looks out? Little thief."
"What a little thief you are. This is my house. You are the little thief who broke into a private house."
"Rake it up? It seems like a habitual offender... This is the place where he recuperates. How could it be your monk's room? Don't fool me."
"Is there such a possibility that I am the resentful senior brother..."
"you?"
"The first sentence of the fifth line on page 18 of the Buddhist scripture "The Theory of Rebirth" in your hand is: 'Recite the name of the Buddha and be reborn in the Pure Land, and achieve Bodhi without fear.' When I read it, I wrote two comments...
"Hello, little junior sister."
"You...you are a little different from the rumors and what my father said. They all say that Ouyang Lianghan is a righteous gentleman, with strong character, upright and upright, and his correct words..."
"You too...it's just that I didn't expect my junior sister to be like this..."
"What is this?"
"So easy to get close to others..."
The memories in his mind came and went like a tide. In the dark lobby, in front of the Eight Immortals table, Ouyang Rong rubbed his face and suddenly said:
"Hello, little junior sister."
Xie Lingjiang paused while eating noodles.
She continued to eat, and after a while she finished cooking the noodles. She gently placed the noodle bowl on the table, neatly bringing her chopsticks together and placing them on the bowl.
Keep your eyes down and your movements meticulous throughout.
Ouyang Rong saw tears on her face.
He stretched out his hand.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly stretched out his hand and held down the ice-white jade hairpin next to him.
Ouyang Rong, however, kept moving, not picking up the hairpin, but picking up her empty noodle bowl, getting up and walking to the kitchen.
After a while, I came back with another bowl of longevity noodles.
"Dang."
A slight sound.
A full bowl of longevity noodles was placed next to Xie Lingjiang's hand. Ouyang Rong also brought back an extra piece of garlic, held it in his hand, and lowered his head to peel the garlic for her.
Xie Lingjiang looked at the courtyard without squinting.
While Ouyang Rong was peeling garlic, he saw from the corner of his eye that the table top of the Eight Immortals Table was half wet, and half a bowl of water was placed on the table.
It was vaguely visible that there were some beautiful handwritings on the damp tabletop, but after they were written, they were all wiped away by people, making it unclear what the two women had exchanged at the table.
At this time, Zhao Qingxiu returned, holding an oil lamp in his hand.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly stood up, walked over, held the lamp for Zhao Qingxiu, and stretched out his hand to help her sit down.
"Ahhh."
Zhao Qingxiu had a grateful face.
Xie Lingjiang lowered his eyes and glanced at the oil lamp.
Before Ouyang Rong could see her face clearly with the help of candlelight.
"call out."
Xie Lingjiang extinguished the candle in his hand.
"You can see clearly, no need."
In the dark lobby, she said calmly to the blind Zhao Qingxiu.
Xie Lingjiang helped Zhao Qingxiu to where she was eating noodles, and she sat next to him.
Ever since, Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu were sitting face to face.
Upon seeing this, Ouyang Rong stood up and moved to sit next to him.
He sat down opposite Xie Lingjiang again.
Xie Lingjiang did not look at him, but turned his head to look at the blindfolded girl who was looking around with a slight smile.
The latter dipped his fingers in water and wrote on the still dry tabletop:
[Thank you, sister, are you full?]
"Well, your cooking skills are still so good, but I can't do it. On Aunt Zhen's birthday, I can only give you some tacky gifts and ask someone else to cook."
[Sister Xie is still so beautiful]
"Can't you see why you say I'm beautiful?"
[Although I am blind, I will always remember Sister Xie’s appearance that day. The book says that people with kind hearts are beautiful. Sister Xie has both. I can see, even if I am blind]
Xie Lingjiang looked sideways, was silent for a while, and said:
"Miss Xiu Niang, what's wrong with your eyes? You were fine before you left that day..."
There was a slight vibrato in her voice.
Zhao Qingxiu shook her head and smiled brightly.
[An accident was caused by my own carelessness. I don’t blame others. Thank you, sister, for not thinking too much]
Xie Lingjiang stared at her straightly, as if in a daze.
After a while he said:
"Okay, okay."
At this time, Ouyang Rong tried to ask:
"Little Junior Sister, Xiu Niang, have you met before?"
Xie Ling Jiang turned a deaf ear.
Zhao Qingxiu nodded lightly and wrote on the table:
[In the past in Longcheng, when you were injured and unconscious, I met Sister Xie and she took good care of me]
Ouyang Rong was about to ask again, but found that his cuffs had been pulled off.
Looking down, the embroiderer had already retracted her hand.
Xie Lingjiang, who was silent, suddenly felt his sleeves being pulled. He turned around and saw the girl blindfolded with a sky-blue ribbon smiling optimistically, lowering her head and writing new words:
[Thank you sister, I give you this hairpin. It’s too noisy and I don’t like it]
Xie Lingjiang lowered his head and looked at the ice-white jade hairpin he had seen on his elder brother's hair before.
She heard Zhen Shuyuan tell the origin story of this hairpin, which belonged to the daughter of the Zhao family.
"No, it's yours, no one can take it away."
Xie Lingjiang stood up, put the ice-white jade hairpin on Zhao Qingxiu again, and said softly:
"Give it to you so that he is not blind."
The latter was flattered and quickly took out an amulet and handed it to Xie Lingjiang.
[Sister Xie, I was originally planning to meet you on your birthday, but I didn’t expect it to be brought forward today... This amulet is made for you, and I also made one for Tan Lang. It comes in pairs. The meaning is really good. Please wear it.
They are really a couple of gods, a talented man and a beautiful woman]
Xie Lingjiang looked at her sincere blessings, then looked down at the amulet without saying anything.
The two girls sat down at the table and started talking to each other.
Ouyang Rong looked at it and had no choice but to lower his head and eat the noodles.
At a certain moment, Ouyang Rong felt someone writing on his palm.
It's the embroiderer.
[When Sister Xie came in just now, she seemed very angry. After seeing me, she was quiet for a long time without slapping her. Later she even ate noodles with me... She wanted to cry. Tanlang, you must coax Sister Xie well, otherwise I will
I won’t spare you, really]
After writing this word, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to say goodbye to Xie Lingjiang and got up to go back to her room.
But before leaving, she carefully left a message on the table:
[Sister Xie, who is that sister outside?]
Xie Lingjiang finally turned his head and looked at Ouyang Rong with cold eyes.
Ouyang Rong immediately explained:
"She's not a sister, at least not the kind you understand. She is a conscientious colleague. It was my mishandling that attracted her today. I will handle it properly later. Embroiderer, please rest first.
It doesn’t matter.”
Zhao Qingxiu nodded thoughtfully and walked out. Only Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang were left in the lobby.
Ouyang Rong immersed himself in eating the longevity noodles and asked softly:
"Little junior sister, are you still hungry? There's not enough noodles. I'll order some more hot ones."
As Ouyang Rong spoke, he had already stood up and walked to the kitchen. Xie Lingjiang suddenly stood up and walked towards the courtyard entrance in the opposite direction.
Ouyang Rong immediately turned around, followed her like a piece of dog-skin plaster, and reached out to hold her hand.
Xie Lingjiang threw it away with all his strength, and Ouyang Rong pulled him again. The two of them shook him three times in a row.
During this period, a small ink ingot fell from Xie Lingjiang's sleeve and fell to the floor.
The two of them pulled together and didn't pay attention for a while.
Ouyang Rong still firmly reached out to grab her hand.
But the next second, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, the scenery in front of him changed, and his body flew out. When he realized what he was doing, he had fallen backwards.
It was a kick from my junior sister.
Ouyang Rong's eyes widened and he touched his chest in a daze.
Xie Lingjiang turned his head, his eyes red:
"I know what you said in the first sentence!"
Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, then realized that it was the words "Hello, junior sister" he just said.
Her eyes were sore, and she tried to raise her head. When she spoke too much, she couldn't suppress her tears:
"But I have never thought about it. At that time, when you first saw me and said that I was approachable, what was going on? Obviously, I kicked you away the first time we met, and now I'm kicking you away...
"
Having said this, Xie Lingjiang covered his mouth with one hand and took deep breaths continuously.
Ouyang Rong fell to the ground and looked up. Against the skylight in front of the courtyard gate, her figure became red again, burning like a raging flame.
The oval face was wet with tears and turned into a cat with a painted face.
Ouyang Rong looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and said softly:
"I'll tell you the secret after the matchmaker is about to marry you and the night of the bridal chamber is full of flowers and candles, okay?"
"Get lost! Who cares?"
Xie Lingjiang cursed, turned around and left. The fiery red figure ran to the door, stopped suddenly, and dropped a series of words:
"Ouyang Lianghan, please deal with Rong Zhen's affairs first and send her away! Don't disturb Sister Xiu Niang. She is mute and blind. No matter how blind she is, you have a part in it. I'm sure
, as for other people, it doesn’t matter if you get hurt, including me, but if you betray such a good girl, don’t see me again, I don’t have a senior brother like you! I will never forgive you, never!”
Ouyang Rong was stunned on the spot.
After a while, he slowly realized something: before the junior sister left, she seemed to have taken away the amulet made for her by the embroiderer.
Ouyang Rong pursed his lips.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong noticed from the corner of his eye that there was a dark thing moving on the ground next to him. He turned around and saw that it was a familiar little ink stick with what seemed to be long legs, quietly moving towards the corner of the lobby.
Deeply afraid of drawing attention to others.
Ouyang Rong stood up suddenly and held the main body of Miao Si in his hand.
"Ouch, it hurts. Let go. Wow, why do your hands still smell like garlic? Bah, no wonder Xie Yatou won't let you hold your hand. Wow, thank you girl, wait, wait a minute, I'm a fairy, I haven't left yet.
Oh! We can't do this, we have to unite, unite!"
The little Mo Jing was in pain and turned into a human form, looking around and crying.
Ouyang Rong had a straight face, pinched her little head with two fingers, looked squarely at her eyes, and said word by word:
"Oh, the female fairy is here too. You are really indispensable everywhere. What a coincidence, isn't it?"
"Haha, what a coincidence, little Rongzi, we have such a good fate, one of the best."
The next moment, Ouyang Rong suddenly lifted it up, as if he was going to throw it to the ground.
Miao thought "Ah" and subconsciously covered his eyes with both hands.
But immediately, she realized that her body did not seem to hit the ground. She secretly opened her fingers, took a look outside, paused for a moment, put down her palm, and looked around wonderfully. The surrounding area was dim, and she found that she had entered a familiar cuff.
Miao Si touched her body with both hands and found that there were no missing arms or legs.
"Ah?"
At this moment, she heard the voice of the girl blindfolded with a ribbon coming from the world outside her cuffs.
It turned out that this delicate mute woman heard someone falling outside and went out to help him.
"I'm fine, I accidentally fell."
Ouyang Rong seemed to shake his head and spoke.
The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Zhao Qingxiu seemed to be writing.
After a while, Ouyang Rong's voice came from outside: "Okay, I'll take care of the little junior sister's side. I'll come back to you if necessary. You have a good rest and don't worry."
"Yeah." The two seemed to separate.
Miao Si breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard Ouyang Rong's low voice coming from outside:
"Have you reported anything to Rong Zhen? How did she come? How could she still be like you?"
Miao Si was stunned and quickly shook his head:
"No! Why am I trying to harm you? I just can't stand it any longer, so I'm helping Girl Xie. You're not right at all, but I still know the importance. How can I collaborate with the enemy? Unless you bully Girl Xie, she's so good, you
If you dare to betray her, I will scold you as long as I live in the future, so that future generations will know that the legendary sword master of [Craftsman], my ninety-ninth servant, is the most betrayal of all time, the most embarrassing, no one
one……"
Halfway through her thoughts, Ouyang Rong's fingers flicked her head. She became dizzy, turned into an ink, and shut up obediently.
Outside, Ouyang Rong dusted himself off and walked out of the door.
But when the door opened and he saw the scene of red clothes and purple clothes facing each other outside, his eyelids jumped up unconsciously.
…
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