Chapter 457: Lady Female Shi, put away your belly pocket

Following.

Ouyang Rong got up early and went out under the eyes of Zhen Shuyuan, Ye Weilai and other female dependents.

The carriage that sat down drove away from the mouth of Huaiye Alley in the morning light.

He is going to visit the little sister and Miaosi today.

Before you do, though, get down to business.

Ouyang Rong first went to the Jiangzhou lobby to deal with official business.

He took a look at Yuan Huaimin in the main hall, and smiled a few words of "stepping on Sima" who was almost late.

After a while, Ouyang Rong stood up, took a newly delivered Luoyang official document, went to the Assassin's Mansion, and handed it over to Wang Lengran on official business.

Between the two, naturally there was nothing superfluous to say, if it was in the past, they would definitely disperse without saying a word, but this time Wang coldly called Ouyang Rong.

"Ouyang Changshi, what's going on with the female historian?"

"The female Shi is recuperating in the backyard of the medical office next to the lobby of Jiangzhou, and the injury is fine, but it will take some time before she recovers and is discharged."

Wang Lengran frowned, directly ignored Ouyang Rongshang's gauze forehead and chest injuries, and said in a cold voice:

"The female historian is a saint's envoy, as if His Majesty is there in person, you must be safe and sound, otherwise you and I will be guilty."

"Okay."

Ouyang Rong went out without looking back and left the Thorn Mansion.

Words are not speculative for more than half a sentence.

Back in the Jiangzhou lobby, it was already the second quarter of the first month, and Yan Liulang arrived and brought the latest information.

"Mingfu, the lowly officials still haven't found any trace of that group of Yunmengyue women, and they don't know if they are still in the city."

Ouyang Rong put down his pen and glanced at Yan Liulang.

After the change of the old courtyard of Xingzifang that day, the candle in the snow and his companions disappeared, like the shadow of a deer in the deep forest, passing by.

They left the courtyard before the people of the government and the soldiers of the Zhichong Mansion who stayed outside the city arrived.

It was also expected by Ouyang Rong.

Right now, there is a vacancy in Xunyang City, and the Si Tianjian forces scattered all over Jiangnan Province have quickly gathered to temporarily take care of Xunyang City.

Under the vigilance of Xunyang City, it was impossible to say that the candle in the snow and his party had left the city.

But no matter what, you still have to be careful, that snow candle lost another sword to him, and he must be unconvinced.

Anyway, the last time he used the Xuanhuang Earth Dragon's Whiskers to escape, Ouyang Rong saw the eyes of this Yunmeng Great Lady as if he was going to eat him.

Seriously, if there was no dependent voidness, plus a favorable time and place like Dagushan or the old courtyard, Ouyang Rong would definitely not be able to kill her.

Eighty percent will be taken back to Yunmengze for disposal like a chicken.

So it's better to be careful, anyway, Ouyang Rong didn't dare to open the sword box at all these days, although the snow-white long sword named Zhishuang has been "returned to its original owner", but it can't be guaranteed that the Yunmeng female cultivator has any special means of locking the Ding Sword.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, picked up Yan Liulang's latest information, rolled it up, and stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Prepare the carriage."

"Mingfu, where are you going?"

"Let's visit the female historian."

"Yes."

The medical office where Rong Zhen is healing is at the end of the street not far from the Jiangzhou Hall.

A quarter of an hour later, in a spacious and exquisite ward in the back house of the medical office, a cold and cold girl was leaning against the bedside in a white undershirt, flipping through a wire newspaper with her fingers.

She wore a pale white gold fox fur around her neck, and when she lowered her head and looked down, her little face seemed to be buried in the pale white and gold fox fur.

The green silk hair that fell on both sides of the cheeks was jet black and bright, and it was set off by the white gold fox fur like the finest black satin.

Ouyang Rong brought a small round stool with a backrest, pulled it to the side of the bed and sat down, waiting silently.

At this moment, he turned his head to look, and suddenly found that the cold girl lying on the couch in his perspective seemed to have a fox face.

This is not the kind of melon seed face that is standard for beauties, but the chin is more pointed, and the delicate nose bridge is straight and upturned.

These eyes are painted, and looking at people for a long time is enough to indulge in them.

The upper eyelid is curved and natural, while the inner corner of the eye is sharp and slender, and this outer corner of her eye, as long as it provokes a gentle smile, can appear slender and elegant.

This kind of fox-like face shape is rare among the women Ouyang Rong has seen, as long as he smiles, he can show an incomparable charm and agility.

It's a pity that the female Shi who was personally sent by the Empress Wei to serve in front of the emperor did not smile.

Anyway, Ouyang Rong hadn't seen it.

On the contrary, he had a cold and stinky face, and in the words of the chat and inquiry after waking up the day before yesterday, he was a fairy with a face of money.

It's really apt.

"Ouyang Changshi hasn't finished reading it yet?"

"Huh?"

Ouyang Rong immediately retracted his gaze and replied:

"No, it's just that I'm distracted, and I don't mean to look at it, and I hope that the female master won't blame it."

"This palace is talking about the informant, haven't you finished reading it, staring at it."

Rong Zhen seemed to not understand his words, with a calm expression, handed the line report back to Ouyang Rong, and asked in a cold voice.

"Uh-oh." Ouyang Rong immediately took it, pretending to be paying attention to the line newspaper just now, bowed his head and pretended to browse through.

Seeing that Rong Zhen didn't ask any more questions, and the matter had been revealed, he was slightly relieved in his heart.

But in a flash.

Knock ——!

There were a few dull sounds of small wooden fish in my ears.

Deduction of merit.

The corners of Ouyang Rong's mouth, who covered his face, twitched, and he couldn't help but look at Rong Zhen.

"Have you read it?" Rong Zhen asked calmly without taking his eyes off it.

"I'm done." Ouyang Rong nodded affirmatively.

Rong Zhen's tone was businesslike, and he directly gave orders:

"Don't relax the vigilance in the city these days, continue to loosen the outside and tighten the inside, about the changes of that day, the palace has written a letter back to the palace, and Si Tianjian will send someone soon."

"Who else will you send?" Ouyang Rong couldn't help asking.

Rong Zhen nodded, shook his head again, and the expression on his face was a little serious:

"Some things have to be guarded against, now the city is taking care of the Buddha with Miaozhen in the palace, or it is not safe, the situation has been presented, look at the arrangement of the great secretary."

"Okay."

"Why, Ouyang Changshi doesn't seem to be very happy."

"No, I'm just worried about the new envoy, no female master is so easy to talk to."

"Ouyang Changshi thinks this palace is easy to talk to?"

"Of course."

Hearing this affirmative tone, Rong Zhen couldn't help but raise his head around the little head of the pale platinum fox fur.

She glanced at the handsome young man sitting on a stool in front of the bed.

Others, including the Jiangzhou Thorn Shi Wang Leng Ran, did not dare to walk too close to the bed when they came here to visit her condition, and even stood respectfully and respectfully when they were in the hall to ask for warmth.

And this Ouyang Lianghan directly pulled a stool over now, sat down directly and unceremoniously, with a body just around the waist, leaned back on the back of the chair without a long lesson, and only used one leg of the stool below to support the weight of the whole person and the stool, shaking slightly, and not afraid of falling.

Rong Zhen didn't say anything, and looked away:

"I hope so."

After a pause, he added: "Even if you send someone again, you will work with this palace." ”

"Okay."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and Shaoqing asked for some questions about the vigilance in the city.

The two also discussed the battle situation of Qin Jingqin's army on the lower front......

Soon, it seemed that all the business that should be said was done.

Between the two, the cold scene came down.

Rong Zhen lowered his eyes and quietly stared at the bed curtain in front of him without saying a word.

She said very little.

The life on weekdays is as simple and simple as the ascetic monks in the Mobei Buddhist Temple.

After leaving official business, after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no topic to talk about with Ouyang Rong.

You can't always ask each other if you have eaten or not, right?

Seeing this, Ouyang Rong didn't gossip much.

When the atmosphere was silent and awkward, he stood up and prepared to take his leave.

Although Rong Zhen did not say anything to drive people away.

"That's right."

Before turning to leave, Ouyang Rong looked like he remembered something, took out a small deflated bag from his arms, and put it on the wooden stool that was still a little hot.

"This thing was picked up at the feet of the female historian when Xia Guan woke up in a daze in the ruins after the accident that day......

"I don't know if it's the female Shi or someone else's, whether it's the female Shi or not, you can deal with it, or maybe the thief fell, cough cough, the lower official left first."

"Wait." Rong Zhen's face was strange, he glanced at Ouyang Rong, and said a little impatiently: "This palace is inconvenient, what is it, open it and hand it over." ”

"This ......"

"Don't grind, hurry."

Ouyang Rong had no choice but to turn around, bend down again, and hesitantly open the burden.

He lifted the corner of the burden, slightly revealing a touch of purple inside, and with a "whoosh", Ouyang Rong only felt a flower in front of him, and the burden on the stool disappeared.

He was stunned, looked up, and saw the fox fur girl who was originally looking at him coldly and coldly on the bed, and was a little arrogant, and at this moment the whole little head was buried deep in the pale platinum fox fur, and her hands that were originally holding the futon on her chest were also inserted into the futon, as if she was holding something tightly.

Ouyang Rong didn't see what she was doing just now.

Uh, how did you become so athletic?

"Is the female Shi-sama's injury okay?" He tried to ask.

"Shut up!" A woman desperately squeezed out a few words out of her mouth.

Ouyang Rong took a look, and faintly saw the delicate red red tips of her small ears exposed under her satin-like black hair.

"Since it's okay, then the lower official will leave first."

"Wait...... Why is this thing so neat and clean? ”

"Eh, it was the lower official who asked the female relatives to clean it."

"Why didn't you hand it over to Hongu immediately the day before yesterday?"

"Xia Guan is afraid that other people will misunderstand, at that time, the female Shi has not woken up, and the things are at his feet, which is easy to be unclear, Xia Guan has to put it away for the time being, and pretend to be his own female dependents in the back to prevent tarnishing the name of the female Shi Daren."

"Who—Who said it was from the main palace? Don't talk nonsense. Her tone was a little menacing.

"Okay, okay, no, it's not the female historian, then, the female historian deal with it, there may be a thief clue on it, and it may not be ......"

"Shut up."

Ouyang Rong was suddenly silent.

A certain female historian buried her face in fox fur.

The two of them were cold again.

There was silence for a moment.

Rong Zhen didn't raise his head, and finally squeezed out a few words between his teeth:

"You...... Did you open it and read it? ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"No, I picked it up in a daze, and I only took a general look, but I didn't spread it out to look closely, and I didn't touch it too much, and it was quickly handed over to the female relatives who came to visit Xiaguan's injury at that time."

"You're not lying? Didn't really look closely? ”

Ouyang Rong was silent.

Rong Zhen couldn't help it, buried his face, his eyes glanced to the side through the gap.

I saw Ouyang Lianghan's eyes open, and he did not shy away from looking at her.

Rong Zhen was speechless for a moment.

Ouyang Rong was silent, except for the first time when he brought it back, he took it in his hand and looked at it, these days, he really hasn't looked at the belly pocket of this daughter's family in private.

Rong Zhen stared at him for a while.

Just as Ouyang Rong was about to explain, a small voice came from the sickbed:

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

"It's fine."

Ouyang Rong's eyes were a little surprised, but he still turned around and left the ward.

After he left, in the ward behind him, Rong Zhen didn't know when, raised his little head, a small and delicate fox face was full of hot red glow, and she stared at the tall back of him leaving in a daze.

"It's a gentleman's ......"

is not like the owner of the butterfly love flower, he is a real lewd thief.

Rong Zhen really believed that Ouyang Lianghan didn't open it and take a closer look, as for the reason......

She silently took out the burden from the futon, and after opening it, she took out a lost lilac belly pocket.

His eyes stared at a small line of print for a moment.

Rong Zhen was in a daze.

After a while, the tip of her nose shrugged slightly.

On the white-washed purple belly pocket, there is a faint fragrance of soap horn after cleaning, which should be what Ouyang Lianghan said, and it was cleaned by his daughter.

Although it has been cleaned this time, it is difficult to leave traces of the owner's breath of the butterfly love flower, and it is difficult to trace the source.

But after all, the other party was kind enough to help her cover up, and Rong Zhen couldn't say anything.

If this belly pocket was found by the state soldiers who came from the courtyard that day, it would inevitably be used as evidence now and looked at strangely by a group of people below.

Rong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

But right now, this incident about the purple belly pocket can be regarded as a tacit common secret between her and Ouyang Lianghan.

Rong Zhen couldn't help but glance at the back of a certain upright gentleman leaving......

"Good guy, why did you add a lot of merit."

At the entrance of the hospital office, Ouyang Rong couldn't help but turn his head and take a second look, and a series of crisp wooden fish sounds in his ears made him a little dumbfounded.

He couldn't help but mutter, thoughtfully:

"It's such a great place, I have to come often...... It would be nice if this lady had been discharged from the hospital later. ”

Ouyang Rong was quite emotional.

In fact, he also has a strange and trusting attitude.

But...... Being trusted, especially by beauties, is indeed a good thing.

And Ouyang Rong didn't lie, after he got it, he really didn't flip his daughter's belly pocket indiscriminately, and he didn't do anything strange and obscene.

The gentleman is cautious.

However, he still felt a little guilty in his heart, after all, compared to returning the purple belly pocket, he still had a golden murderous face named "Fang Xiang's Clan" after all.

Ouyang Rong shook his head, drove away distracting thoughts, and seeing that it was noon, he turned to board the carriage and commanded gently:

"Go to Xunyang Palace."

Half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the Xunyang Palace, and Ouyang Rong came to the little junior sister's boudoir.

Soon, he saw a figure of a little female crown in Confucian clothes lying on a swing and basking in the sun......

(End of chapter)