Chapter 213 The Beloved Is Only For Qingjun (borrowing the name of a book friend) (two in one chapte
"Do you want to scare me to death?"
After Zhao Rong heard the familiar voice again, he suddenly woke up and thought of the guy who had been sleeping for many days. He hadn't heard its voice for a long time. He just made a sound in vain while he was immersed in it. Zhao Rong was shocked.
Rong's heart trembled.
"Look at how brave you are."
Gui let out a light chuckle.
"Hey, Zhao Rong, how long have you been sleeping for?"
"A month and a half."
"Tsk, tsk, that's amazing, Zhao Rong. He managed to coax Zhao Lingfei into being successful in such a short time."
Zhao Rong was speechless, too lazy to argue with it anymore. Everything he said from its mouth would change its taste.
Zhao Lingfei was dizzy and drinking the honey water that Brother Rong'er made for her.
Suddenly I felt his pull away.
Zhao Lingfei slowly opened her long autumn eyes, with some drunkenness still remaining in her eyes.
At this moment, a gust of cool evening breeze blew in her face, causing a feeling of emptiness to rise in her heart.
Zhao Lingfei's eyes became clearer, she raised her head slightly, and immediately focused all her attention on Zhao Rong, who was looking around, and immediately noticed something unusual about him.
She frowned suddenly and scolded.
"who?"
Concubine Zhao Ling raised her eyebrows and glanced around.
The next second.
A crystal clear, ice-like handleless sword suddenly appeared, floating next to Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei who were embracing each other.
at the same time.
In the lotus pond in a remote corner of Qinglianxuan courtyard, nine evergreen blue-white lotus buds suddenly bloomed.
In front of the courtyard gate.
Small handleless sword.
In an instant.
A hazy halo of blue and white emerged like a tide, instantly covering the land around Zhao and Rong with a radius of dozens of feet.
Zhao Lingfei frowned, relying on the lotus restraint of the Qinglianxuan inner nursing home, she used the physical sword Qingmei in the heart lake as the formation eye, and her spiritual consciousness scanned the surrounding area of 20 feet.
Wherever the halo shrouds, every flower, grass, and sand and dust are all visible.
At this time, her heart was mixed with shame, anger and annoyance. Although most of the women from the four Taiqing mansions lived in Nanci Jingshe, there were too many people. The female students were all monks on the mountain. This elite
Every courtyard in the house is a training cave. It occupies a large area and is well spaced. In the past, her activities would hardly disturb her.
In the Four Prefectures of Taiqing, it is taboo to break into other people's caves without permission, so this place should be very safe.
This is also the reason why Zhao Lingfei brought Zhao Rong here. There are many people outside, and the monks are very smart. If the two of them do something too intimate outside, it will be easily noticed. How could Zhao Lingfei take such a risk?
Just before she confided her feelings, she took a careful look around her. She didn't find anything at the time, but she didn't rule it out.
Zhao Rong's suddenly wary look made Zhao Lingfei doubt that he was there. Thinking that the scene of her and Rong'er brother pouring honey and water for each other not long ago might be visible to everyone, Zhao Lingfei was filled with shame and anger.
Her eyes were angry, and she looked around, quickly looking for that dirty little boy.
In front of the courtyard gate, Zhao Lingfei, who was hugging her slim waist by Zhao Rong, seemed to be a different person. One second she was huddled in her lover's arms like a cub greedy for honey, but now she had a pretty face and a sharp edge.
"Hey, you are such a beautiful lady. I look so obedient and submissive in front of you like a little daughter-in-law, but I didn't expect that you actually have quite a temper."
The sword spirit, who had just woken up, looked at Zhao Lingfei, who was full of sword energy, through the ajna chakra, and joked with the flying sword beside her.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qingjun in his arms. It was indeed a little different from the tenderness he had shown in front of him these days.
If you think about it carefully, Qingjun's character has always been like this, whether it was his indifference after being frustrated with him in the Jingnan Duke's Palace in Da Chu, or his ruthless and cruel rejection of Jiang Chebai at the foot of the mountain, or his...
Not long ago, I angrily criticized my senior sister Yunzi at a gathering.
She has this kind of temper. She is polite to outsiders because of her cultivation, but she cannot tolerate offenses from others.
Outsiders and insiders are clearly distinguished in Qingjun's heart.
It's just that such a woman was not like this in the past. She was innocent when she was young because someone protected her behind her. Now she is indestructible because she has to step forward to protect the people behind her. She must be strong and self-reliant.
stand up.
Thinking of this, Zhao Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.
Has Qingjun changed? She has changed, but she has not changed. There is still a bright and innocent little girl hidden in her heart, but only in front of the bamboo horse will Qingjun's footsteps run happily out of her heart.
She will always be his romantic childhood sweetheart.
Zhao Rong came to his senses and did not answer the sword spirit's words. He tilted his head and looked at this small handleless sword. At the Nuanxi Gathering not long ago, the scene where Qingjun used it to hold a little white light to outline the magic circle impressed him deeply.
Guiyou said in a teasing tone: "Tell me, if this lady knew that the thief she was looking for was right in front of her unsuspecting sweetheart, how would she react? Interesting, Mr. Zhao, why don't you talk to her about it?
Let's see if she dares to be so arrogant to me."
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and was too lazy to pay attention to it.
Gui just woke up from that boring dream and felt very bored. He wanted to provoke Zhao Rong to quarrel, but Zhao Rong didn't dare to talk, so he could only sigh silently. "Have you reached the peak again?" Sure enough, it was lonely. Then, it followed
Looking at his field of vision, I noticed Zhao Rong's focus.
The character has returned, and the words are long-lasting.
"This should be the matching sword for your wife's natal flying sword. The process of practicing sword cultivation and natal flying sword can be summarized in one sentence as turning the imaginary into the real and then the real into the imaginary. She is currently in the stage of transforming the imaginary into the real, becoming the heart lake.
The natal flying sword in the sword is forged into a physical flying sword, and this small sword should be it."
It thought for a while, "The one named Jiang last time, and so is his Han Chan, and it looks good. However, your wife's sword seems to have not been completely forged yet. It lacks some main materials for the sword body. It is currently only
A rough prototype of a flying sword, so-so...Zhao Rong, do you know which swords are of the highest rank in the Xuanhuang Realm? Let me give you a hint, the Elector..."
Hearing Gui You talk about himself, Zhao Rong was speechless. It's you, Gui. Ten sentences, three with venom, three with yin and yang, three with pretense, and one with both venom, yin and yang and pretense.
force.
"Brother Rong'er, where is that person?"
Concubine Zhao Ling scanned the surrounding area twenty feet with her consciousness and found nothing unusual. She frowned and her mind moved.
The small handleless sword trembled slightly, overflowing with more halo.
Zhao Lingfei is ready to expand the scope.
However, before she had time to move, she felt a strong force coming from her waist. Zhao Lingfei was startled and did not resist. She followed Brother Rong'er's strength and pressed her body against him again.
Zhao Rong hugged Qingjun hard into his arms, looked down at her eyes, blinked and said: "I just had some auditory hallucinations. It turned out to be a fly buzzing. It's okay now."
"fly?"
Zhao Lingfei whispered, and the ice on her pretty face melted away with his warm gaze.
Her brows were slightly relaxed, but she still looked around with doubts. At the same time, Zhao Lingfei noticed her husband's eyes sizing up Feijian, and said softly to him.
"It's called Hongzhuang."
Green plum’s red makeup.
Zhao Rong ignored the strong protest and angry rebuke from a sword spirit in his heart. He glanced at the red makeup that was still glowing and said to his wife lightly: "Put it away."
"Um."
There was still a little confusion between Zhao Lingfei's brows, but she still obeyed and immediately put away the flying sword.
Zhao Rong smiled, and then without giving Zhao Lingfei any time to think about it, he leaned forward, lowered his head, and pursed her lips again.
Pour some honey water for Qingjun to drink.
Zhao Rong was dedicated to two things, guiding Qingjun to take the initiative on his own while speaking out in his heart.
"When did you wake up?"
Gui knew what he was worried about, so it comforted him: "Young Master Zhao, don't worry, the bad things you just did... I have seen them all, can't you keep your voices down?"
Zhao Rong: “…………”
When I returned home, I saw him slumped and smiled.
In fact, it had already woken up when Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei entered Nanci Jingshe together, but when they returned home and saw Zhao Rong staring at his son's canteen without blinking, he sneered and said nothing, thinking to himself
Let's take a good look at what new tricks this lecher can come up with.
In the past, every time Zhao Rong got into bed with that stupid fox demon that he always thought was a little weird but couldn't tell what it was, he always wiped his forehead with his forehead, so that he could only hear some strange noises and could not look at it with a critical look.
Looking at this doggy couple, he felt very unhappy and had no choice but to block his ears and stop listening.
This time, I finally had the chance to catch Zhao Rong off guard when he wasn't paying attention. Yes, that's right, it was to catch him off guard. Of course, it wasn't to watch some boring sex show. It even thought Zhao Rong had stained its eyes.
.
It was because he wanted to scare Zhao Rong at the "critical moment", just like before, and the effect was very good. Unfortunately, Zhao Lingfei was a little reserved and did not let him enter the boudoir to drink a cup of hot tea. The two of them just drank honey water outside.
Otherwise, if it could suddenly make a sound at a very "critical" moment for Zhao Rong, frightening him to the point of trembling, the scene would be extremely wonderful, make Gui extremely comfortable, and eliminate a harm to women in the world.
This can be regarded as once again benefiting the Xuanhuang world.
It's a pity that this very interesting thing didn't happen, and on the way, Hui Huan happened to overhear Zhao Rong suddenly confessing to Zhao Lingfei about "Wuwei" Zi Qi, and the words he had with Zhao Rong...
In the middle of the eyebrow chakra, Gui curled his lips. At this moment, seeing Zhao Rong not talking after eating, but also busy with some childish things like men and women drinking sugar water without tabooing him, he yawned, feeling a little bored, and thought about whether he should do it again.
After a good sleep, you can be out of sight and out of mind.
But at this moment, through the center of Zhao Rong's eyebrows, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful features of the woman close at hand.
Gui suddenly spoke.
"Zhao Rong, put your forehead against Concubine Zhao Ling's."
Zhao Rong ignored it.
"Hey, do you hear me?"
Zhao Rong withdrew his thoughts from the warm-scented nephrite in his arms and asked, "What are you going to do? Also, can you stop peeping."
Ignoring the last sentence, it said lazily: "You destroyed half of your wife's sword heart. Don't you want to know what the state of her heart is now, and see if there is any way to remedy it... These,
Just come closer and let me take a look and you will know."
Zhao Rong was silent and stopped.
Zhao Lingfei noticed his movements and thought it was Brother Rong'er who wanted her to move again, so she held his face with her bare hands and leaned forward on tiptoes.
Zhao Rong could feel the clumsy initiative of the woman in front of him, and he passively enjoyed Qingjun's gentle service.
Sipping the jasmine-flavored honey water she brought over.
Zhao Rong was still hesitant. The heart lake was extremely important to practitioners, not to mention the sword cultivators who nurtured their natal flying swords in the heart lake, which were both powerful and fragile.
Qingjun was of course relaxed in front of him, and now that the two of them were getting intimate, she must have been defenseless and unwary.
It's just that Zhao Rong also wants to know about Qingjun's sword heart. If he takes the initiative to ask Qingjun, let alone whether she will bring back bad memories. Just whether she will tell him and tell the truth is a question.
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said back: "One look, only one look. You are not allowed to do anything else. If you hurt Qingjun with any small move, I will never end it with you."
His tone was calm, but Sword Spirit knew that this was when this guy was most serious.
Gui clicked his tongue in surprise, "Sure enough, the wife is more important."
It smiled and said, "Wait, no, the word "most" needs to be discussed. Mr. Zhao also has a fox fairy lady. By the way, who is the most important in your heart among these two?"
Zhao Rong didn't reply, he pressed forward.
Boom——
The surrounding night was silent and no one was around, and a small collision sound spread far and wide.
Zhao Rong pressed Qingjun against the courtyard door again and regained the initiative. He fixed her body, his movements were a little domineering, and he held her hot face with a pair of big hands. Their foreheads were pressed against each other, and they looked at each other.
.
After a breath, Zhao Rong received the response from his heart, and immediately moved his head closer, separating their foreheads that were touching each other.
However, the two of them still stared at each other.
Without moving his gaze at all.
Zhao Rong didn't look back, only to see Qingjun in his arms, her drunken eyes dim, her eyes filled with fiery warmth, and the narrow corners of her eyes filled with a chilly spring color.
He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her hard.
Bo——
"Um……"
A delicate nasal sound.
Zhao Rong couldn't stand it anymore and felt that Qing Jun was too tempting at this time.
Scorching temperatures.
Jasmine flavored sugar water.
The fragrance of lotus.
Soft nasal voice.
Eyes full of flowers.
Touch, taste, smell, hearing, vision... At this time, Zhao Rong's entire world was filled with her.
If he hadn't gotten that piece of black jade yet, he could have filled the world.
With this thought in mind, Zhao Rong took a deep breath, then continued to hold her face domineeringly, and lowered his head suddenly...
For a moment, his actions were a bit rude, but Qingjun adapted and accommodated him without complaining.
only.
What Zhao Rong didn't see was when the two people's eyes stopped looking at each other because of something intimate.
A hint of clarity flashed through the depths of Zhao Lingfei's eyes, but this hint of clarity quickly disappeared.
She knew that Brother Rong had peeked into her heart at the moment when she had just paid off her debt.
Because of the special natal magical power of Grade A Feijian Qingmei, she is extremely sensitive.
In fact, at that moment, it was Zhao Lingfei who took the initiative to suppress Qingmei's sword in the heart lake lotus pond.
It is true that the flying sword of the sword cultivator cannot leave the heart lake at will before it turns emptiness into reality, but the two offset each other, and the heart lake is very close. Qingmei hands out a sword and destroys the spy's heart lake. It is easy, but
, it is absolutely impossible for her to do this.
Because he is the snooper.
Zhao Lingfei didn't know why Brother Rong'er had reached the heavenly realm and had divine consciousness, so he could peek into her inner lake.
But Zhao Lingfei knows that everyone has secrets.
Zhao Lingfei also had a secret that she didn't tell him. This was not something she was hiding.
If Brother Ronger asks, she will definitely answer; if he doesn't ask, she will say nothing.
Because Zhao Lingfei feels that there are some secrets, as long as the other party is not involved for the time being, there is no need to take the initiative to tell them. Telling them will only make the other party bear the pressure and increase worries.
As for Brother Rong'er's secret, Zhao Lingfei believed that if she asked him, he would tell the truth.
But she won't ask.
The moon was high in the sky, and slowly, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, making the night darker.
There is a dark figure outside the door of a remote courtyard somewhere in Nanci Jingshe... You need to look carefully to realize that they are actually two figures.
Zhao Rong suddenly discovered something. At this moment, Qingjun was tenderly in his arms, and the two of them were close to each other. Isn't this the best time to get the jade?
Qingjun said that Mo Yu was carried closely by her.
Zhao Rong had a thought.
Gradually, my hands began to become dishonest.
He didn't move his hands up and down. After all, he was afraid that Qingjun would be overly stimulated. He just followed her silent promise and slowly explored.
However, after a while, Zhao Rong became more and more disappointed, because there was no sign of black jade on Qingjun's body, such as on his sleeves, waist and other places where items are usually placed.
Is it really possible that she should not be placed among the Sumeru objects?
How to get this? To break her restriction in Xumiwu, he must at least be in the Haoran realm...
Zhao Rong felt his teeth itching for a while.
Suddenly, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little mole next to Qingjun that he could instigate rebellion... She might know.
At this time, Zhao Rong was resting on Zhao Lingfei's shoulder. He turned his eyes to Qingjing, who had been obedient and quiet beside them.
Zhao Rong was overjoyed and sent a message to him through some mysterious induction.
It's just that the reason for being pure seems to be that my mind is too ignorant and childish, and I can't understand it.
Zhao Rong was a little anxious, but he took the trouble to teach his "good daughter", completely forgetting that not long ago he had asked Zhao Lingfei in disgust if she wanted a son.
Finally, Qingjing seemed to understand his words, but after several attempts, she could not convey the complete and coherent meaning of the sentence to him.
For a moment, Zhao Rong and Qingjing stared blankly.
The little thing was so anxious that it was spinning around in the air.
Zhao Rong was a little speechless and thought about how nice it would be to have a clever son.
Qingjing seemed to have sensed his thoughts, and was spinning around more and more anxiously.
At a certain moment, she suddenly stopped in the air.
The little girl wearing braids and a small skirt twisted her head.
Zhao Rong opened his eyes and squirmed, what does this mean?
While he was doubting, an image flashed across his mind.
Not long ago, on the way to Qinglianxuan, when Zhao Lingfei hugged Qingjing to her chest, the little girl was squirming like she is now, as if she was a little uncomfortable!
In an instant, Zhao Rong had an epiphany.
At the same time, he also remembered some trivial things from before.
For example, when he was at Nuanxi Yaji, he asked Qingjun for a black jade, and when Qingjun asked him to come and get it himself, her hands holding his arms seemed to tighten tightly.
In addition, there are scenes from these days when we were playing after class.
It turns out that these are all hints from Qingjun...
So, she wears black jade on her chest?
Zhao Rong suddenly realized.
His eyes glanced down subconsciously.
Something may be sandwiched between Zhao Rong and Qingjun at this time...
This is truly warm and fragrant nephrite.
The next second, Zhao Rong hugged Zhao Lingfei with both hands, holding her tightly.
Sure enough, he felt a bit of hardness in the softness.
Zhao Lingfei, who was holding Zhao Rong quietly and tenderly, felt his strength and her eyes were puzzled, but then she felt that Rong'er's hands began to be dishonest again. However, he seemed to have a sense of control and never embarrassed her, so
Concubine Zhao Ling allowed Zhao Rong to eat too much.
Zhao Rong succeeded and moved upward slowly at first, but Qingjun didn't stop him.
He was overjoyed.
Taking advantage of her moment of carelessness.
Leaning back to make room, a big hand reached up to grab it.
In this flash of lightning, Qingjun suddenly realized that Brother Rong'er was trying to seize the jade, and her delicate body suddenly tilted to the left.
All of a sudden.
The air became quiet.
Zhao Rong opened his mouth wide and took a breath.
Zhao Lingfei's apricot eyes were wide open and her delicate body was stiff.
Because... Zhao Rong made the wrong arrest.
However, he did catch jade, but it was not jadeite, but nephrite.
Zhao Rong's hands trembled slightly.
It doesn't matter if you release it, or if you catch it.
He went to steal a glance at Qingjun, but his expression was no longer visible. She had lowered her head and buried her head in her chest.
Zhao Rong swallowed, "Qing..."
Zhao Lingfei suddenly pushed him away, grabbed Zhao Rong's errant hand, lowered her head and bit his forearm, then hurriedly turned around and fled through the door.
boom----!
The door was slammed shut.
Only Zhao Rong was left, covering his hands and breathing in the cold wind.
He stared blankly at the hand that made the mistake.