No matter how slow the pace is, the road will still be finished.

At the end is the gate of Nanci Seisha.

Zhao Rong stopped and looked at this place seriously, he had already been familiar with this place since this month.

Then, he took the initiative to let go of Zhao Lingfei's hand.

"Qingjun, I'll go first, it's a little early tomorrow morning, you don't have to send it. ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei turned her back to Zhao Rong, did not speak, and did not react, she walked straight to the door.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips, stared at the back of the lady, and prepared to turn around and leave.

At this moment, at the moment when he was about to turn around.

Zhao Lingfei's voice was carried by the evening breeze.

"Fool, keep up. ”

Zhao Rong paused, and for a moment, he wondered if he was having auditory hallucinations.

What did Qingjun say?

Zhao Rong stared at Concubine Zhao Lingfei's slender back in a daze.

It seemed to notice his stupidity.

Zhao Lingfei lowered her head slightly, and spoke softly again without looking back, "Don't come...... Forget it. ”

Zhao Rong's eyes opened slightly, and then blinked.

He coughed lightly, and hurriedly followed Concubine Zhao Ling, so that the fool didn't go......

In other words, Qingjun means ...... It's cold, go in for a cup of tea?

Zhao Rong stepped forward quickly.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei heard Brother Rong'er's hurried footsteps behind her, she felt that her ears were a little hot, and some regret suddenly rose in her heart......

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and was silent.

The two of them passed by the table where the female officer was by the door.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei tilted her head, smiled lightly at the female officials, and nodded.

The high-sideburned female officer nodded in acquiescence as she stared at the man and woman passing in front of her.

These days, the young couple have been inseparable, like glue together, they can be seen every day, and the female officer with high temples has long been surprised.

It's just that today, this Fairy Zhao actually brought him inside......

She glanced at Zhao Rong, he was wearing a thin and simple student uniform, he was clutching his sleeves, and he was following behind Zhao Lingfei intently, and at this moment he was suddenly stepping forward quickly, side by side with Fairy Zhao, and went away together.

The high-sideburned female officer withdrew her gaze and looked at her colleagues who also had strange eyes.

Except for female students, it is not that men cannot be brought in.

The house is a well-spaced single-family residence, and it is the practice cave of the women in the four mansions, each of which has a forbidden arrangement, and the things in their respective mansions generally do not affect others.

Therefore, men are allowed to enter as long as the owners of the courtyards in the ashram agree and vouch.

It's just that you can bring someone in at night......

Zhao Rong and Concubine Zhao Lingfei walked along the bluestone path by the lake to the depths of the Nanci Jingshe.

The house is very quiet and quiet.

Some courtyards are resplendent in architecture, while others are simple and simple, with only a lone lamp by the window from a distance.

The cool evening breeze is not the fragrance of the flowers planted by some women in the courtyard.

Because Concubine Zhao Lingfei was carrying a man beside her, coupled with the pure and agile floating around the two, she emitted a conspicuous hazy purple light in the dark, like a lantern on the mountain to illuminate the way for the two.

The female students who met scattered on the road couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

However, Zhao Rong didn't dare to glance around, because Qingjun was next to her, and her every move was under her nose.

At this time, he had a sense of déjà vu passing by the girls' dormitory building in his previous life.

Although it is very different from the girls' dormitory, it is occupied by cultivators, and it is estimated that there are not many female students who will hang their underwear such as belly pockets and dirty pants outside.

But what if?

That's not exact.

What if you accidentally catch a glimpse of a bold and unrestrained fairy dressed in cool clothes...... A second look?

Of course not.

Zhao Rong noticed a little bit of a peach blossom in his life a long time ago, and he thought it was a good thing before, but now......

Zhao Rong stared at the road ahead without squinting, and his attention was all focused on Qingjun on his side.

I noticed that her expression was calm and she didn't seem to pay too much attention to his performance.

But the more this is the case, the more cautious Zhao Rong is, in his previous life, he passed the downstairs of the women's dormitory with his companions, and now he resolutely can't do anything to sneak a glance or two while his companions are not paying attention.

Tonight, seeing that the revolution is likely to succeed and that the fruits of the victory are about to be reaped, we must not be corrupted by a little sugar-coated shell.

Qingjun's sugar-coated cannonballs are definitely better than this.

Zhao Rong's expression was serious along the way, but he was cranky in his heart.

But soon, he saw a little guy who had eaten the "sugar-coated cannonball" before him......

The purity of the first appearance in human form, some joy and joy.

The little girl with a big palm crawled around on Zhao Lingfei's body.

Or drill into Zhao Lingfei's sleeve.

Or holding the white jade she was familiar with around Zhao Lingfei's waist and floating in the air, flying around, like a little bee moving, but the small body looked a little struggling, crumbling in the air.

At this moment, Qingjing climbed onto the jade hosta that was coiled by Concubine Zhao Ling, and her body was like an octopus, holding the side of the hosta that had not been inserted, dangling around, as if she wanted to pull it out.

Zhao Lingfei couldn't cry or laugh a little, she tilted her head, raised her hand, and gently shook her five fingers to catch this innocent and ignorant little girl.

was originally a little noisy and naughty, but suddenly he didn't dare to move, and returned to his former well-behavedness.

She shrunk her petite body and squatted on the palm of Zhao Lingfei's hand.

Zhao Lingfei looked down and saw that the little girl with pigtails was raising her little head to look at her, but she couldn't see the face of this little thing clearly.

In the next second, Qingjing stretched out his hand, two thin arms, holding one of Zhao Lingfei's onion fingers, and rubbing her fingers with his face.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei stared at the "daughter" that Brother Rong'er gave her to relieve her worries and boredom, and a certain heartstring in her heart was gently plucked.

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly moved, hugged Qingjing in her arms, and gently stroked her head with a slender and slender index finger.

Qingjing was in a warm and comfortable gentle township, she raised her head and stretched out her hands, wanting to grab Zhao Lingfei's fingers, so her body moved around in the gentle township.

At a certain moment, Qingjing seemed to feel uncomfortable, and she moved left and right, arching back and forth in Concubine Zhao Lingfei's arms......

Zhao Rong on one side, his eyes looked straight at this scene, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered that his child's cafeteria was actually quite large, not as small as it looked from the outside.

Qingjun is wearing a sky-blue breast-length skirt today, which is a popular garment among the noble women of the secular dynasty under the mountain, and the same is true of their parents, Dachu.

And if Qingjun hadn't been sent to the mountains to practice because of his talent, he would probably be like many women from powerful families in Dachu Qianjing, like many women from powerful families in Dachu Qianjing, to be an ordinary lady, husband and child......

This full-breasted skirt, also known as a high-waisted skirt, is a very high skirt with a waist bundle, with a slim upper skirt and a woman's shaved shoulders, it will be petite and exquisite, and the whole is elegant and gorgeous.

It's just that because the skirt is tied too high, it will be very easy to slip off when you walk.

The full-breasted skirt that Qingjun is wearing at the moment, the skirt is tied above the chest by the belt, and it is a cumbersome two-piece skirt that is easier to slip off, and the binding method of the double ear knot...... As long as that one is a little smaller, it will slide down.

But Qingjun is wearing it very firmly, and there is nothing wrong with the trek with him today, and he holds it up steadily.

This only says one thing...... The lady is very material.

Zhao Rong glanced at the scenery of the children's cafeteria a few more times.

Sure enough, the size of the canteen still has to be found out on the spot, and the specific scale can be seen from the outside.

Seeing Concubine Zhao Lingfei gently hugging Qingjing, Zhao Rong suddenly remembered something, thought about it slightly, and still spoke, "Qingjun." ”

"Huh?"

"In fact, at the beginning of the Confucianism and Taoism debate, that strange old man sent me two purple qi from the east. ”

Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head to look at Zhao Rong and did not speak.

Zhao Rong decided that it would be better to make it clear, and he had only implicitly brought it before.

"In addition to this pure purple qi, there is also a name called Wuwei. Zhao Rong smiled, "I sent a friend." ”

He paused for a moment and added: "A very good and very good friend, it is actually very lonely, although the mouth is harder than a boiled duck and refuses to admit it, but I know, so I sent Wuwei to accompany it." ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei had a look of worry between her eyebrows, and she wanted to ask in detail, but seeing Zhao Rong's bright smile, she didn't speak anymore, but said softly: "Well, I know." ”

The two continued to move forward, and after a short time, they finally arrived at Qinglian Xuan.

Zhao Rong looked curiously at this elegant courtyard hidden in the woods, and looked up outside the courtyard, he could see a three-story building, which should be Qingjun's boudoir, and it was also the place where Zhao Rong wanted to drink tea...... It's okay, we'll know when we get in.

At this moment, Concubine Zhao Lingfei stepped forward with Qingjing in her arms, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked inward.

Zhao Rong's face was happy, he secretly took a deep breath, his eyes were bright, staring at Qingjun's pretty back, and quickly followed.