Listening to the conversation between these people, Lao Bustard and Gui Gong suddenly realized that the woman who came first was Princess Chu. The old bustard hurriedly returned the ingot of gold that Rong Zhao gave her just now, and said: "The folk woman has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, she doesn't know that it is the princess of Chu, and the princess has a lot of them, forgive your sins." ”

Rong Zhao glanced at her disdainfully, and was not polite, he directly took the gold back, weighed it in his hand a few times, and said arrogantly: "To do business, you have to keep your eyes open, even the princess's gold dare to be accepted, I see that your green building is not far from closing." ”

Where did the old bustard dare to say anything, and he couldn't stop laughing.

Rong Zhao stroked the golden hairpin on his sideburns, pointed at Rong Yao to her, and said, "You remember for me, if he dares to step in in the future, you will kick me out." If this princess finds out that you are receiving him again, I will directly let you close the door and seal the shop. ”

"Yes, the folk woman wrote it down, and she didn't dare to let Rong Shizi come in again. The old bustard was so frightened that he bowed and nodded.

Rong Yao gritted his teeth, this was simply going to kill him. Rong Zhao's eyes swept over, and he quickly shrunk his neck, daring to be a little dissatisfied.

"Sister, brother-in-law, then I will leave. "Rong Yao wanted to run away when he left Tianxianglou, but he was caught by Rong Zhao, and he was pulled and stuffed into the carriage, which was extremely strong. "Are you going to go to another Qinglou to continue your leisure. ”

"Oh, how dare I? Rong Yao hid in a corner of the car, his face more sad than Huang Lian.

Rong Zhao tugged at his ears and dragged him back and forth, teaching him, "You little pervert, if I hadn't come here quickly, wouldn't you have to untie your clothes with that prostitute? ”

"Sister, you've trained enough, brother-in-law is still here, you save me some face. You are so fierce, and I am not afraid that my brother-in-law will dislike you. Rong Yao threw a look at Xiao Junjue for help, "Brother-in-law, save me." ”

Rong Zhao was suddenly woken up by him, it's over, Xiao Junjue must think she is a tigress.

She quickly let go of Rong Yao and glared at him fiercely, "If you weren't so badly beaten, would I be so fierce to you?" Touching the corners of his eyes, "I'm so angry with you that I'm even wrinkled." ”

"Really? I'll take a look. Rong Yao pinched Rong Zhao's face, looked at it, and said, "Well, it's really grown." ”

"What? I have wrinkles?" Rong Zhao stood up suddenly, got up violently, and slammed his head on the roof of the car.

"Sit down. Xiao Junjue sighed secretly, pulled her down, rubbed her head with her hand naturally, and said helplessly, "I was shocked, so careless." ”

The slender, warm hand rubbed on the top of his head, and there was a warm stream of heat extending from there to his heart. Rong Zhao Baoyun curled the corners of his mouth slightly, smiled implicitly, and said in a long voice towards Xiao Junjue: "It hurts-"

When did Rong Yao see his sister's shy and delicate appearance, he smiled and nodded, he knew women best, and his sister's appearance was like a spring heart.

Unexpectedly, her eyes were above the top, and she wished that no one in the world was worthy of her sister, but she was captured by the King of Chu.

Moreover, faintly, he felt that if he could have his brother-in-law as a backer, he would definitely be able to suppress Rong Zhao in turn.

Xiao Junjue is not a gentle person, even if Rong Zhao's obviously coquettish tone has not been exchanged for his gentle treatment.

"Reckless, it hurts once to make you remember it for a long time. ”

Reprimanded her again, the warm current just now withdrew instantly, Rong Zhao leaned at Xiao Junjue, took his hand away, snorted heavily, and pouted: "I don't hurt." ”

Rong Yao tried his best to reduce his presence, and shrank into the corner, you two have to take care of people when you flirt, where is he, a big living person, still here.

Xiao Junjue really couldn't grasp Rong Zhao's temper, "What are you angry about?"

Rong Zhao sneered at him, "Men don't have a good thing. ”

This scolded all the two men in the carriage.

Rong Yao didn't want to get into trouble and didn't refute a word, but he was interested in Xiao Junjue's reaction and wanted to know how he would react when he was scolded by his sister.

But seeing that Xiao Junjue just nodded lightly, she agreed with Rong Zhao's words, "That's right." ”

Rong Yao stared at him with a wide eye, seriously doubting his ears, he heard him right. Brother-in-law, my sister scolded you, and you still said that she was right.

Rong Zhao squinted his eyes and shot in Rong Yao's face, "What do you see, am I not right? Men don't have good things, you are the one who is the least thing." ”

Why did it happen to him again, who did he provoke?

Rong Yao craned his neck and said, "Why am I not a thing? Didn't I just go to the Qinglou, where are you still shopping, why can't I? You only allow the state officials to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps." ”

Rong Zhao's face was blue with anger, which pot didn't mention which pot, in front of Xiao Junjue, he dared to say that she went to the Qinglou.

Seeing Rong Zhao's angry appearance, Rong Yao felt that he was in a catastrophe, and lifted the curtain of the car to look out, "It's not good to go back to the Chu Palace, the Hou Mansion, I'll get off here." ”

Rong Zhao dragged him back from the car and said forcefully: "Follow me to the Chu Palace." ”

"What are you doing at your house? I won't go to your house, and you don't know how to torture me when you get there. Rong Yao resisted vigorously, and when he arrived at the Chu Palace, he was not allowed to be bullied by Rong Zhao.

"Is it up to you to decide?" Rong Zhao raised his eyebrows, pressed him on the seat, and said, "Aren't you always clamoring to go to the Chu Palace? ”

Rong Yao grimaced and looked at Xiao Junjue, hoping that he could save himself.

But obviously, he was entrusted to him, Xiao Junjue glanced at him lightly, and lowered his eyes, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

Rong Yao was led by Rong Zhao all the way by the neck, and his head was going to be lowered to the soles of his feet. The face of the past seventeen years has been lost today, and it has been thrown to the Chu Palace.

"Sister, you save me some face. Rong Yao said in a low voice.

"Do you still need face? I don't know if your Rong Shizi's face has long been lost? But who in Changge City doesn't know that your Rong Shizi is a gentleman! Look at you, you can't write or martial arts, what will you do but eat, drink and have fun all day long? How will the Rong family hand it over to you in the future?" Rong Zhao took out the posture of the eldest sister and reprimanded him.

Seeing his quail appearance, Rong Zhao got angry and threw him on the Nighthawk, "From today on, you will come to the Chu Palace's Mansion every day after going to the school, and in the future, the Nighthawk will hand you over to practice martial arts." Aren't you just unable to vent your blood? Martial arts training is the best way to vent. ”

"Huh?" Rong Yao froze, his eyes wide open.

"Huh?" Nighthawk looked at Xiao Junjue in distress. Training the princess's younger brother, he is not breaking ground on Tai Sui's head. Lord Wang, please save your subordinates, your subordinates can't afford such a heavy responsibility.

Xiao Junjue turned a blind eye, but looked at Rong Yao, unexpectedly echoed Rong Zhao, and said: "Well, you really should exercise and exercise, I'm afraid that he won't even be able to lift a knife when he looks like this." ”

Rong Zhao nodded tightly and affirmed: "Look at his cowardice, even I am not as good." ”

Rong Yao told himself that he must be calm, he has been scolded by Rong Zhao, and it doesn't matter if he adds another one. The main thing is that his small physique is really not the opponent of the King of Chu, and he can bend his arm with one finger.

Xiao Junjue looked at Rong Yao and said, "In the future, you will follow the Nighthawk to practice martial arts." ”

Rong Yao was stunned, dejected, and reluctant to agree, "Yes." ”

Xiao Junjue asked Rong Zhao again, "Do you know how to use a sword?"

Rong Zhao didn't understand why he suddenly asked her, and said, "Yes, my grandfather taught me a few hands when I was a child, but I haven't practiced it for a long time." ”

"Hmm. Xiao Junjue stopped and said, "You should learn to protect yourself, from tomorrow, you learn from me." ”

Rong Zhao squirmed his lips and hummed, "Don't, practicing the sword will make my hands thick, I don't want my hands full of calluses." ”

Rong Yao snickered beside him, yes, who asked you to force me to practice martial arts, and now someone is forcing you.

Xiao Junjue didn't discuss there, and dragged Rong Zhao to practice martial arts with him the next day.

The sword in Rong Zhao's hand was Mo Xie, and according to Xiao Junjue's moves, it didn't take long for her arm to be unbearable.

"My wrists are so sore, I'm so tired, I'm so thirsty, I need to rest for a while. ”

Rong Zhao lazily sat down on the chair, while letting Gu Yu pour tea for her, and at the same time letting Qiushui rub her hands, she didn't look like a martial artist at all.

Since the death of the old protector, Rong Zhao has only held a sword a handful of times, usually she holds a whip, the sword is so heavy, her dignified beauty is too ostentatious to walk around with a sword, it is better to hold a whip.

The whip is light and convenient, and it is easy to beat people, and that is suitable for her.

Now that Xiao Junjue asked her to practice swords, she complained in her heart, what kind of sword breaking is practiced, one day let you see the majesty of my whip.

However, this sword is indeed a good sword.

Rong Yao watched her rest, and also took the opportunity to be lazy, shouting to Gu Yu, "Gu Yu, hurry up and rub your shoulders." ”

Rong Zhao deeply understands how tired he is, and he doesn't blame him for being lazy, waving a lonely bird, and generously letting go, "Go ahead." ”

Xiao Junjue saw that the two sisters and brothers didn't have an attitude of practicing martial arts at all, their faces sank, and their voices were low and cold, "You can't give up halfway through martial arts, you can't rest if you don't have enough time, and continue to practice!"

Rong Yao's heart trembled, looking at his cold appearance, how dare he rest, and hurried to practice. Rong Zhao was not, she glared at Xiao Junjue, and snorted coquettishly: "I don't practice anymore, I don't practice anymore, people are tired." ”

Xiao Junjue sighed, directly dragged her up, and gave her sword to the night owl, and then held the Mo Evil Sword in Rong Zhao's hand, "Use the sword with your arms, not your wrists, you only rely on your wrists to exert force, how can you not be tired." ”

He held Rong Zhao's hand with one hand, and touched her abdomen with the other, "The force is not brute force, it is the use of dantian." ”

Xiao Junjue personally demonstrated her one move at a time, and explained the essentials of each move, but she didn't realize how intimate this action was.

But Rong Zhao's mind was no longer on the sword move, her face flushed slightly, the two of them were so close, her back was leaning against his chest, and the deer in her heart ran in a panic.

"Don't get distracted. Xiao Junjue's vigilance came from his ears.

"What?" Rong Zhao only focused on the limbs of the two people, didn't hear what he said, and when he turned around, his lips happened to touch Xiao Junjue's face.