Chapter five hundred and seventy-seventh unbelievable, shameless, rude and rude
(PS: These chapters are too time-consuming. You have to think carefully. Sorry, brothers, there will be another thousand words after this chapter. Please refresh it around one o'clock in the morning! You can finish it.
I seem to have reached my limit these days, sorry!)
Zhao Rong feels that sometimes he has a good temper.
And sometimes, it can be very bad.
Under the pursuit of Qin Jianfu, he fled all the way with the intention of dying.
He was once worried that Qin Jianfu would give up and not chase him, but would turn around and chase Xiao Qian'er, who was thousands of miles away.
I once thought I would never be able to leave the deep, dark and seemingly endless tomb passage, and thought I would be buried in the underground palace of that imperial mausoleum.
I once thought how great it would be if I could see Qingjun Xiaoqianer again before I die.
I once thought about the anxious lady outside, and no longer lingered on the mythical dream weaved by the transparent woman...
And the result.
After he came back, he suddenly discovered that Qingjun Qian'er didn't seem to care about what he had gone through, and only cared about being jealous.
This is like a soldier who went out to fight, with the belief of going home to eat the hot meal from the wife's table, he climbed out of the pile of dead people after all the hard work, returned home, only to find that the wife only cared about the meal he brought back.
A little military pay and whether he had hooked up with other women, and ignored his tired face and his shirt that was as riddled with holes as his heart.
now.
Concubine Zhao Ling said in a trembling voice: "Husband, why do you say this to me and Qian'er? We don't dare."
Zhao Rong shook his head and said in a calm voice, "Is there anything else you don't dare to do?"
He was a little tired.
"Qingjun, there are some things Qian'er didn't say, so I'll just assume that she really doesn't understand. But it's impossible for you not to understand. You also said it was your order, so let you say it."
Zhao Lingfei stared at him, "What...what are you talking about?"
Zhao Rong pointed at Zhu Yourong, then at himself, and said directly: "Do you think there is something against the principles of human ethics between me and Mr. Zhu?"
Zhao Lingfei stared at the terrifyingly calm Brother Rong'er and shook her head: "I don't dare."
"I don't dare." Zhao Rong muttered a sentence, then nodded, "But I have thought about it, right? That's fine."
Concubine Zhao Ling reached out to hold Zhao Rong's hand, "No, husband, please listen to my explanation."
Zhao Rong shook his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, leaving her with no chance.
He turned sideways and looked at the door with his hands behind his hands.
Under the light, his handsome profile looked towards the three women.
The man squints his eyes.
"I am the husband of two fairies, and yet I have made the two fairies so suspicious. Then I must have done something wrong...that means I am untrustworthy."
"Mr. Zhu is the teacher of my academy. Although I refer to him as a Taoist friend in private, he is still my teacher after all. The two fairies feel that I have evil thoughts towards my teacher and ignore the principles of human ethics... That means I am shameless and immoral."
"Mr. Zhu cares for me and comes to my humble residence once, but he is so wronged and misunderstood because of me... That is rude..."
Every time Zhao Rong said something, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er took a slight breath, and their breathing became rapid, as if they couldn't breathe.
Zhu Yourong, who was silent next to him, clenched his hands under his sleeves after hearing one of the sentences.
All three women in the hall felt uncomfortable.
Zhao Rong paused for a while and suddenly whispered: "It turns out that I, Zhao Ziyu, am a dishonest, shameless, moral and rude person in the eyes of the two ladies who should be my closest trust."
He nodded, with a confused look on his face, "That's it."
"Brother Rong'er!" Qian'er stumbled forward, hugged Zhao Rong's arm, and cried: "Brother Rong'er, it's all Qian'er's fault. It's Qian'er's fault. You're not rude, shameless, or immoral..."
...You are definitely not! It is Qian'er who is rude, shameless and immoral. It is all Qian'er's fault. You should beat Qian'er. It must be Qian'er's fault. Qian'er is the most useless and will make you and the lady angry."
The crying girl tried her best to show a bright smile and begged him: "It's all Qian'er's fault that things are like this. Please don't be angry anymore. Don't... don't quarrel with the lady. Brother Rong'er, if you
If you're not happy, hit Qian'er. Qian'er is a thick-skinned stupid maid who can endure the most beatings. If you're unhappy in the future, you can just hit Qian'er. Qian'er promises not to cry and will make you happy..."
Zhao Rong lowered his head and didn't move.
The crying girl took his right hand and wanted to slap her wet little face, asking him to hit her.
Concubine Zhao Ling walked silently in front of Zhao Rong. Her two pale, bloodless hands that had been clenched under her sleeves now loosened her fists with trembling fingers.
She took his left hand with both hands and called softly:
"Brother Rong'er, brother Rong'er, Concubine Ling is wrong. Concubine Ling misunderstood you... Concubine Ling... Concubine Ling gave you the black jade."
Zhao Lingfei raised Zhao Rong's hand with both hands and put it into her breast, letting his palm feel the hot temperature of the cuttlefish on her chest through the soft cloth.
"Concubine Ling will give you everything, okay? Husband, it was Concubine Ling who was wrong. Don't be angry...or..."
She said, paused, and then raised Zhao Rong's hand higher, raising his right hand with both bare hands.
The woman lowered her head and let his slightly curved fingers poke her between the eyebrows.
"Brother Rong'er, come and see my heart lake. I will give you all my heart lake and soul. They are all yours. They have been yours for a long time. Come in and have a look, or let... let Mr. Zhu help
Take a look, let her help refine my soul, and see what you are like in Ling Fei’s heart..."
She smiled sincerely: "Or cut open Concubine Ling's heart and take a look at this heart that has beat for you countless times. Is it red or hot? If there is any impurity or coldness in the affection given to you,
Then cut it into pieces, crush it into pieces, and throw it on the ground."
The woman held the man's hand, stood on tiptoes, raised her head, and looked at him with a bright smile.
"The same goes for the heart lake and the soul. If you, the concubine in the heart and soul, have even the slightest trace of being untrustworthy, shameless, morally rude, and rude, then the heart lake will be strangled, the soul will be destroyed, and you will never be able to stand up again."
The two girls, each holding one hand, held Zhao Rong, just like the two childhood sweethearts holding their bamboo horse.