The minimally furnished Tangchi Garden is filled with water smoke, and the gurgling hot spring water and fallen flowers are floating on the path paved with jade white stones.
The young Tianxi Sword Master was leaning in the warm hot spring water, with a soft nightgown folded neatly on the bamboo shelf.
He closed his eyes slightly, and there was a rare sense of peace and relaxation in his eyebrows.
The sound of gurgling hot spring water was broken by the sound of soft footsteps.
The man in the bath raised his eyes and saw a woman with long hair in white clothes coming from a distance holding a lamp.
She was not wearing boots and stockings, and her bare feet, which were made of snow jade, were walking through the white rocks and clear water. Her wide sleeves were elegant and beautiful.
"Senior sister?" The man's voice sounded slightly startled: "It's time to practice swordsmanship at Xu Shi. How can you..."
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Yun Rong Luoluo generously leaned over and sat on the side of the jade behind him, poured a pot of tea into a cup and handed it to him.
The man took the cup of tea blankly and held it in his hand without drinking it.
"There's something I can't understand today, so I won't practice my sword." Yun Rong bowed and reached into the warm bath, gently picked up her husband's wet hair that was soaked in the water, used her spiritual power to drive away the water vapor, and used her own hands to
She tied her hair into a high ponytail for easy bathing.
He could hardly hold the tea cup in his hand.
On weekdays, he bathed and changed clothes, and groomed his face in the morning, all by himself. Yun Rong was lazy by nature. It was the first time that he was as attentive as he was today, making tea and tying his hair.
He was a little uncomfortable with her sudden changes, so he coughed lightly and said, "Senior sister, what is bothering you?"
"I have been thinking recently whether Yun Rong, as the wife of the sect leader, has been too remiss in her responsibilities."
Still treating it as something important.
He chuckled softly: "Senior sister, you are too worried. My senior sister has watched me grow up. Senior sister has always treated me very well. How can I say that I have failed in my responsibility."
He said Wuxin, but Yun Rong felt something wrong in every way.
Listening to these words, she seems more like an old mother watching her child grow up.
Although in fact, she was indeed older than him for more than twenty years, when she became the fourth sword of Tianxi, he was not yet born...
Now she is his wife and he is her king.
But why does it feel like the relationship between the two of them has not changed at all from beginning to end.
She never thought about taking care of the trivial matters in his life. She only thought that he had become the master of a sect and the master of swords in the world. How could he not even be able to take care of herself?
As his wife, she only needs to hold the sword and guard the right path in the world for him.
But then I thought about it, even if she is not his wife, as the fourth sword of Tianxi, doesn’t she have the responsibility to protect him?
Thinking about it this way, what was the significance of her getting married to him?
Is it because of the old sword master's order that he was ordered to get married, but his position as the head wife was in vain?
She didn't think much of it in the past, but today's visit to the cold spring suddenly made her realize her negligence.
Yun Rong watched the man in front of him slowly pick up the tea. As soon as the hot tea touched his lips, he saw his brows furrowed slightly, and then he put down the teacup in his hand.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
He touched the corners of his lips with his fingers in a daze, then pursed his lips slightly and said, "It's okay, maybe it's been too dry recently and it's easy to get angry. I was scalded with tea and found some cracks in the corners of my lips."
Yun Rong fell into a subtle silence and remained silent for a long time.
It wasn't until he drank the tea in the cup that she said in shock: "Junior brother, how about I get you a concubine?"
Seeing this, Fang Geyu was already filled with admiration for the royal wife of Tianxi Sword Sect.
The man's shoulder that was leaning on the spring stone slipped hard, and he almost fell down. He choked a few mouthfuls of the hot spring, and said with a pale red face: "Senior sister, did you drink at night? What drunken words did you say?"
Yun Rong also knew that his expression was wrong, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing. It's really not good to have a concubine."
He stroked his frightened chest and said, "Senior sister, don't want to be someone who makes fun of you late at night."
Yun Rong continued: "Junior brother, what do you think of accepting an extra wife?"
The tone is very considerate and the young man is very frightened.
With a splash, he suddenly stood up from the hot spring, and the clear water dropped down his chest.
He had a rare expression of embarrassment and anger: "What did I do wrong that made Senior Sister angry? That made Senior Sister waste the good time of practicing sword practice and test me in such a boring way?"
Yun Rong didn't expect his reaction to be so huge. He stood up suddenly, and she saw him clearly at a close distance without any defense.
Her face heats up, and she averts her gaze unnaturally, saying: "I'm not angry with you. Everything I say today is serious. I also asked Junior Brother Ye on the way here, and he said that there is no man in the world who is not like this."
If you like taking concubines and marrying wives, I thought Junior Brother would be happy."
There was no hint of happiness on this man's face. He said solemnly, "Senior sister would actually listen to the nonsense of that libertine!"
Seeing that he was really angry, Yun Rong was very surprised and a little troubled: "So junior brother is unwilling?"
Her subtle look of distress really made him furious. Even though he was a good-tempered man, he couldn't help but tighten his fists, and then he had no choice but to loosen them.
The spring water in the bathing pool was swaying lightly. The handsome and picturesque man did not answer whether he was willing or not. He just silently took two steps forward and suddenly bent down to hold the jade feet under the skirt of the pool.
Yun Rong, who was sitting among the jade stones, shrank instinctively.
But then he thought about it and realized that the person in front of him was his husband. The feet that had been retracted under the skirt slowly came out and took the initiative to put them in his palms. It was rare that he seemed to be a bit well-behaved.
The annoyance in his eyes had long disappeared, and his lowered gaze was like Shizukawa Akiha.
When she came, she was not wearing shoes and socks. When she walked along the white stone path, the few petals on the ground that were not touched between the soles of her feet were picked off one by one by his fingers.
After removing the petals, he took another handful of hot spring water and carefully and gently washed the fine sand off her feet.
My fingertips brushed across the soles of my feet, feeling slightly itchy.
Yun Rong arched her instep slightly, and her feet were like a delicate white crescent moon. She said, "My wife should have done this for you."
But he didn't care much: "It doesn't matter who does it for whom."
He slowly soaked her feet in the slightly hot hot spring, stood up and put an arm around her waist. Yun Rong was slightly surprised by his actions, but did not refuse to resist. He leaned back slightly and put his arms behind his back.
On the bluestone, let him bury his head in her arms.
He leaned his ear against her head and listened to her peaceful heartbeat, closed his eyes and said: "From the ceremony of worshiping the church to the presentation of the case, it would be fine if I only had the senior sister, and it would be fine if I only had the wife."
Yun Rong froze and gave a subtle hum as a response.
Why does the word "senior sister and lady" sound a little hot today?
Looking at the two people hugging each other at night, Fang Geyu finally knew that with Yun Rong's crazy, carefree and carefree temperament, she would marry him. If you like Long Night Walk, please save it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk search
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