"Return, can you let her see my heartlake. ”

Zhao Rong said in a deep voice.

"No, I'm not sure if she has the method to see this seat through the heart lake, it stands to reason that she doesn't have such a rare and special means for a young Haoran Realm sword cultivator. ”

rejected categorically, and calmly gave Zhao Rong a wave of analysis, "However, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, the magic power of her first-class flying sword is still unknown, for the sake of safety, it is better not to show her to prevent this seat from being exposed......"

"No, return. Zhao Rong interrupted its words and said in a serious tone:

"I want to ask Qingjun if I can see what I think clearly, or to lie detector with the color and movement of the heart lake, as for you, a portable old man who is rotten in the book, what is there to hide, I saw it, if Qingjun didn't ask, I would have told her a long time ago, I can't say that Qingjun will still admire the identity of the suspected son of destiny." ”

“？？？”

Gui really wanted to ask Zhao Rong if this was a human thing, but it still didn't open his mouth to ask, because the answer was obvious, no, such a dog sword master, or hang it earlier, go directly to the next one.

Gui said in a tone of approval, "What the eldest prince Zhao said is extreme, and the old man on the rotten street is not worthy of talking to you", and after that, it no longer paid attention to Zhao Rong, and let this dog sword master fend for himself, and stop serving.

Zhao Rong shook his head secretly, how do you feel that she is a difficult master again, there is no one to worry about, it seems that in addition to the imminent imperial women's technique, I have to study the "imperial sword technique" another day, and treat this sword spirit well.

In other words, it is still a little angry bag to save worry and effort, after coaxing a few words, let her do whatever she wants, sometimes if it is a "slippery slope of thought", his family law will serve a few times, and then he will be soft again, stupid and snorting.

And I don't know if it's the racial talent bonus of the fox clan, this stupid girl in the daytime, when it's not a daytime, but another day, she can still draw inferences, and with one look, she knows that she moves.

Somehow, Zhao Rong's heart resurfaced, and after nearly two months of absence, he hurriedly dispelled these thoughts.

Coming back to her senses in an instant, Zhao Rong, who was sitting on the chair, raised her eyes and looked at Qingjun in front of her, she was looking at the outside of the Yating with a different face, as if she was angry, Qingjun looked cold, exuding an indifferent aura that neither the living nor the husband were close to.

Zhao Rong secretly said tricky.

But he still didn't dare to let her take a look at his heart lake, he just had a heart ape and was careless, and he unconsciously fell in love with Xiaoxiao——— which is also what Zhao Rong has felt strange recently, and often thinks of Xiaoxiao, but after thinking about it, he found that the reason may be that this autumn is dry, and it has been a long time since he was gone, which makes people "on fire", and the current Qingjun is currently just killing and burying it——— if Qingjun takes a look, she is just the right trick......

Then don't think about coming out of the white tiger's cave to find the little fox in the future.

Zhao Rong's white teeth were bitten secretly, and the next moment, his eyebrows tightened, and his sleeves waved.

"Unreasonable, Qingjun, how did you become so unreasonable. He also turned his head away, looked in the direction of the pavilion opposite to Concubine Zhao Ling's gaze, his expression was solemn, and he no longer glanced at the woman in front of him.

Inside this elegant pavilion that no one has a name.

There was a young man and a woman, two of them standing and one sitting.

Standing woman, with exquisite makeup and elegant new makeup, is standing quietly with her hands upright, but her eyes are icy.

The man sitting in danger, with a straight face, a scarf and a green shirt, was staring solemnly, and he was already calm and speechless.

This couple, who have been newly married for more than half a year, was silently stalemate for a while.

The atmosphere gradually solidified, until later, even the autumn wind that blew the water of the pond and lake could not startle the slightest wave when it broke into this pavilion.

I don't know how long it has been, anyway, Zhao Rong feels that it has been a long, long time.

At first, he could still hold on, in the frozen air as if he was in an iceberg, but later, as the hours ticked by, Zhao Rong only felt more and more unbearable, and even had a faint auditory hallucination.

The gentle voice of the lady came from the heart lake, and she only said, "There is no one here, the husband only needs to take the initiative to take a small step back, and we will treat nothing as if nothing happened, and the concubine will definitely serve and compensate you well"......

Zhao Rong quietly pinched the flesh on his thigh, the slight pain was slightly painful, and the auditory hallucinations disappeared.

He pursed his lips and frowned, secretly crying bitterly in his heart.

On weekdays, when the two are together, he is polite to Qingjun, and sometimes serves tea and water for her, such as just bowing down to feed Qingjun porridge with his own hands, these can be done, but it's nothing, anyway, the two are childhood sweethearts, have deep feelings, and have a tacit understanding, and will not belittle each other because of each other's "bending" and "flattery".

It's just a mutual effort, and it's more intimate and interesting than the serious relationship of raising eyebrows and knowing each other like guests.

However, this situation at the moment is different from the usual "pampering and accommodating" nature.

Zhao Rong didn't know why Qingjun suddenly made a move, just now she had already shown the sharp fangs of the white tiger, half-fake and half-true asked him to "never think about other women in the heart lake anymore", and then, after a confrontation, it was a stalemate at this time, it was already a bayonet to red, and one of the two must retreat.

It is necessary to decide for a while who needs whom more, who is more inseparable from whom, and who is more afraid of losing each other.

Zhao Rong also didn't like the dull atmosphere between the two at the moment, but he was afraid that once he took the initiative to take a small step back now, then in the future, there would be many, many small steps and big strides waiting for him to retreat.

Until the end, she was completely suppressed by Qingjun, and she took away the dominance of the relationship between the two, and she wanted to turn over in the future.

Zhao Rong's originally calm eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly.

At a certain moment, he couldn't help but glance to the right for the first time, Zhao Rong couldn't turn his head, otherwise he would be noticed by Qingjun, thinking that he was showing timidity.

Therefore, now that his vision is limited, Zhao Rong can only glimpse Qingjun's back.

She is tall, with a straight back and a high neck.

Zhao Rong felt that Qingjun at this moment was like a noble and arrogant phoenix bird, defending her pride, and it seemed that she would never take the initiative to look back at him.

Qingjun asked him to surrender under her skirt.

Although it is a package of food, shelter and sleep.

But Zhao Rong was still unwilling.

What is Qingjun thinking now?

Zhao Rong glanced at Concubine Zhao Ling's shadow, and suddenly thought in his heart.

Gradually, he turned his back to Concubine Zhao Ling's emaciated face, and some hesitation condensed......

In a place where Zhao Rong can't see.

A certain moment.

Zhao Lingfei, who was expressionless, her cold eyes flickered, and her eyes like autumn water began to ripple slowly like the lake outside the pavilion.

Just in an instant, her autumn eyes narrowed slightly, and the autumn water in her eyes was smoothed out in an instant, and she suddenly calmed down.

The sun was gradually rising, and several waves of pedestrians had passed outside the pavilion, and there was still no movement inside the pavilion.

At this time.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes and looked at the bowl of lotus seed glutinous rice porridge on the stone table in the center of the pavilion, and then looked at Qingjun's proud back at this time.

That's it, Qingjun came to me today, and he was boiling porridge and new clothes and taking out his sword, so let her for the time being, well, only one step back, one small step, and never retreat next time......

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, his brows stretched, his hesitation disappeared, and he looked at the lotus seed porridge on the table again.

Just now, Zhao Lingfei was angry and knocked the bowl on the table hard, and now, both of them are located on the side of the lake in the pavilion, and the stone table in the center of the pavilion is in the middle of them and the exit.

He pursed his lips.

Suddenly.

Zhao Rong got up.

Zhao Lingfei's back trembled.

Zhao Rong didn't turn around so he didn't see it, he was going to get the lotus seed porridge, and then turned around to coax Qingjun softly and feed her the porridge.

Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, ready to lick a wave of girls.

He walked with his feet up.

Whoosh————

"Don't go!"

I saw that in the next second, with a sudden sound of breaking the air, Zhao Lingfei appeared behind Zhao Rong's side in an instant, and hurriedly grabbed his right forearm with both hands, and she grabbed Zhao Rong in a panic.

"Don't go, I, I...... I was wrong, don't go!"

Zhao Lingfei's tone was panicked.

At this moment, her apricot eyes opened slightly, and the pool of autumn water in her eyes seemed to have been blown up by a shock, and it was difficult to calm down.

In Zhao Lingfei's eyes, Brother Rong'er at this time looked at the direction of the door expressionlessly, as if he had made up his mind.

She suddenly became anxious, and the strength of her hands was even greater, as if she was afraid that he would break free in the next moment, leave her willful, and leave alone.

Concubine Zhao Ling held Zhao Rong's hand and stared at his side face with blank eyes.

Zhao Rong still looked expressionless, but in fact, he ...... His expression froze,

Zhao Rong really never expected that this would be the case, and he didn't react for a while.

But in an instant, his mind moved, and he gradually sorted out his clues, and became in a trance.

At the same time, Zhao Rong had some wry smiles in his heart.

What a mess this is.

Just now, he was going to fetch porridge and feed it to Qingjun to drink, but he took a small step back with his actions and gave her a soft drink, but as a result, Qingjun thought he was going to leave in anger?

Zhao Rong was speechless.

But there is nothing to be ashamed of in my heart.

But there is still a little bit of luck, and it's okay to have such a misunderstanding, cough cough......

At this time.

Concubine Zhao shook his arm and said softly, "Brother Rong'er." ”

Zhao Rong remained silent and didn't look at her.

Zhao Lingfei took another step up, put his arms up with both hands, and hugged him tightly, "Brother Rong'er~"

Zhao Rong suddenly felt that his arm was caught in two clouds.

He pursed his lips.

The next second, turn your head.

Zhao Rong's face was expressionless, "Do you know it's wrong?"

"Uh-huh. Zhao Lingfei buried her head, her voice was very small, weak and soft, "I know ......"

Looking at Qingjun, who came down obediently, Zhao Rong blinked.

The first time the royal woman, it seems...... Inexplicably successful?