Chapter 641 I want to know each other with you for a long life! (10)
There was silence on the field.
"Haha, are you kidding me? Do you think it's possible? If Zhao Ziyu can really get something like this, why don't he drink it himself first?" Mr. Youfu was the first to speak.
"That's right, it's hard to say that it was Zhao Lingfei herself who gave her husband-in-law a pat on the back. This glass of wine that looks like summer insect wine might just be her good luck or her predecessor's talent. The eccentric big shopkeeper gave it to her. It's just hers." Junior Sister Han shook her head and said.
All the officials came to their senses, shook their heads and laughed.
"Senior Sister Zhao's luck has always been one of the best in the house, between that of Senior Brother Qianyi and Uncle Zhong."
"Yes, what kind of drink is this that can make sword cultivators fly to the first level? Senior Sister Zhao is the only one who is lucky enough to encounter such a top-notch opportunity, huh..."
Everyone's tone was full of envy and regret, and they did not mention a certain Confucian scholar named Zhao again, as if they had subconsciously avoided it.
"Um, is that right? That's right." The Fu Sheng who first brought up the matter hesitated for a moment, nodded and followed the others.
Ji Gan had no expression on his face.
Quiet throughout.
The dull servant turned back and glanced at the direction Zhao Rong was leaving...
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Zhao Rong took Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er together to Nanci Jingshe.
It attracted a lot of attention on the road, but it did not slow down Zhao Rong.
He kept walking in front and arrived outside the courtyard where Qinglianxuan was.
"Be careful, I'll come."
Zhao Lingfei took the lead, stepped in front of the courtyard gate, and opened the guardrail.
The last time Zhao Rong came here was to send Concubine Zhao Ling home in the middle of the night. The two hugged and kissed outside the courtyard, but Zhao Rong did not enter the courtyard.
The ban is lifted and the courtyard gate opens.
Zhao Rong walked past Zhao Lingfei, pulled her and Xiao Qian'er up, and went directly to the hospital.
There are three elegant rooms in the courtyard, and an exquisite small building surrounded by flower gardens on the west side.
Zhao Rong saw the boudoir desk half-hidden in the west window of the exquisite small building. He led them directly through the flower path, climbed the boudoir, and entered Qingjun's boudoir.
A cold and tantalizing fragrance hit my face.
Zhao Rong didn't look around much, he led them directly to the desk, turned around and closed the west window.
Xiao Qian'er blinked her eyes, and very obediently took the initiative to clean up the desk and clear the table. She even held her chin and looked around, trying to find a tablecloth to put on...
"Husband, you, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Lingfei blushed slightly after seeing the tacit understanding between the two people.
Xiao Qian'er, in particular, seems to be very experienced in desk scenes... The little girl actually tapped the table leg in front of her, as if to test whether the table was stable. The little girl muttered, then turned over, I sat on it with my little butt and twisted my waist... The table was really stable and didn't sway at all.
Zhao Lingfei's pretty face turned even redder. She tugged on the hand that was linked to Zhao Rong's and said softly: "In broad daylight, I won't accompany you to fool around..."
Even so, the courtyard door of Qinglianxuan below was still not covered by the wind, and some kind of ban was opened to block the view outside the courtyard.
Of course, the figure of a dedicated first-class swordsman also appeared at the door of the courtyard downstairs at the right time. It was all the master's task.
Xiao Qian'er pulled the lady and pulled her towards the desk, winking at her at the same time.
Zhao Lingfei glared at her, as if to say...you are the one who spoils him the most!
However, what neither of them expected was that after Zhao Rong closed the window in front of him, he turned back and said: "Qingjun, take out all the love letters I wrote to you in Taiqing Mansion."
Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er were both stunned. First they looked at each other, and then they both looked at the calm expression of their common husband in front of them.
"What are you going to do?" Zhao Lingfei asked.
"Take it out first." Zhao Rong whispered.
Zhao Lingfei was quiet and nodded gently, "Okay."
She silently walked to the bookshelf, tiptoed and took out a large book from a wooden grid.
The cover is blue and black, and the book is fist-thick.
Xiao Qian'er glanced at it and muttered that no wonder she secretly looked for it before but couldn't find it. How could the lady guard against her as much as she guarded against thieves...
Zhao Rong reached out to Xiao Qian'er, who took his hand and jumped off the table lightly to make way for her.
Zhao Lingfei hugged the tome, returned to the desk, and placed it on the table.
She lowered her eyebrows and bit her lip, opened the book with bare hands, and took out the love letters hidden in the book one by one.
Xiao Qian'er stretched out her little hand to touch it, but was slapped by her bare hand. There was a crisp sound on the back of her little hand and she slapped him back.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at Qingjun who was taking it gently.
She treats them with caution.
Soon, love letters were placed on the table between the three of them.
The material of love letters is mostly light pink paper, which is some kind of expensive flower paper in the study room.
Zhao Rong also discovered that they were all placed in a certain order by a certain hand. He was startled for a moment, and then Shanshan guessed that this should be the order in which he gave his love letters to her.
He actually didn't quite remember some of the love letters.
after all,
It’s a bit much to write.
but,
She remembers it all.
Zhao Rong suddenly grabbed the bare hand that Zhao Lingfei was about to raise.
Hold on tight.
Zhao Lingfei was stared at by him for a while, then she subconsciously turned her head and looked away.
"What are you doing……"
She said softly, combing her hair with her slender fingers.
Zhao Rong turned his head and opened the love letters on the table one after another.
These are the love letters that Zhao Ronggang wrote to Zhao Lingfei when he followed Mr. Yan and his senior brothers in Taiqing Mansion.
They were sent to Nanci Jingshe every day, rain or shine, except for one time when I was out because of Li Ji Jianwan's matter, and I had someone send me to Nanci Jingshe on my behalf...
In each love letter, in addition to Zhao Rongping's straightforward love words to Zhao Lingfei, there is also a "half poem" attached.
That's right, half a song.
Because...they are all incomplete.
They were all fragments of love poems in his mind, excerpted into fragments.
Because Zhao Rong had just met and reunited with Zhao Lingfei in Duyou City, and during the days when he was pursuing her in Taiqing Mansion, her voice and smile were almost all in his mind every day.
It is difficult for Zhao Rong to describe this state of love when he first fell in love.
Sometimes he suddenly missed her when he was walking on the road in the early morning. Sometimes he couldn't help but be lost in thought when listening to classes in school. Sometimes, when he was reading with the light on late at night, his eyes unknowingly wandered from the lines of the book, and he couldn't help but look out the window at the dark night...
At these times, in addition to the straightforward love words he wrote in his love letters, there would often be some love poems that he had memorized or seen in his previous life, quietly emerging in Zhao Rong's mind.
He couldn't help but chew and recite it.
These fragments of sentences that came to mind made Zhao Rong feel that they were very suitable for his lovesick and melancholy mood.
I can't help myself.
So together with his "local love words", I wrote them in the love letter sent to Concubine Zhao Ling every morning.
And they were all fragments of sentences, not completely written. He just wrote whatever sentences came to his mind and wrote them as he felt.
So sentence after sentence, letter after letter, accumulated over time.
Now they are piled up on Qingjun's desk.
Looking back now, these fragments of love poems are all time-tested and widely circulated quatrains from Zhao Rong's previous life.
For example, "Looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk, I miss you when I walk, and I miss you when I sit."
For example, "I took a bunch of flowers and looked back lazily, half of them were destined to practice Taoism, and half of them were destined to be kings."
Another example is 'The belt is getting wider and wider, but you will never regret it, and you will feel haggard because of the beauty.'
At that time, he was really crazy about Qingjun, and these eternal love poems and quatrains were deposited on her love letter paper raft for free.
Zhao Rong is not worried that they will stray outside, because only he can complete this world.
As for the complete quatrains of these love poems, they are undoubtedly of the highest quality.
At this time, Zhao Rong was a little unsure about the quality of several of the famous poems.
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Chapter 641: I want to know you... I will live forever! (10)