Zhao Rong didn't know that Qingjun had made up so much in his brain.

If he knew, Rao was a thick-skinned man he thought he had, and he would probably blush......

Concubine Zhao Lingfei hugged Zhao Rong's arm, leaned on him, looked straight at the teacup on the table without blinking, and whispered, "I like it so much." ”

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment and looked down at her, "What?"

Zhao Lingfei looked up at him and said in a serious tone, "I like that song "Evil", I like it very much. ”

Zhao Rong said softly, "If you like it, I'll write it for you." ”

Zhao Lingfei frowned slightly, and quickly shook her head, "No, no, I only need one song, don't write anymore, homework matters......"

She remembered something, squinted her eyes and said happily: "Brother Rong'er, those short sentences you wrote to me every day before are very good, and the poems are not forced at all, and they ...... Later...... You don't have to write either. ”

Zhao Rong was overjoyed, of course he knew what she meant by what she said last.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and he smiled: "You can keep those love letters with poetry and fragments, and turn around...... The husband wants to check, well, and give you a surprise. ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei stared at Zhao Rong with blinking eyes, seeing that he was radiant, she didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd, but when she thought of those love letters, she also had an "inscription reply".

Concubine Zhao Ling's cheeks were a little shy, but she still held Zhao Rong's arm and nodded seriously.

Zhao Rong saw that the lady was so well-behaved, and suddenly remembered something in his heart, he blinked his eyes, and said in a tentative tone: "Qingjun." ”

"Huh?"

"Did you forget something?"

Zhao Lingfei was slightly flustered, and glanced at Zhao Rong, she was already smart and beautiful, and even after reacting, her husband was looking for something for her, and she was ready to respond, but in the next second, Zhao Lingfei thought again.

Her long autumn eyes narrowed, and she smiled lightly: "Brother Rong'er, what's the matter." ”

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, "Good lady, that, cough, where is my Moyu." ”

Concubine Zhao Ling bit her lip and stared at him without speaking.

Zhao Rong hurriedly corrected: "It's your jade, your jade, but it's good to give it to your husband." ”

Concubine Zhao looked at him in a hurry, with a smile and gentleness in her eyes.

Both of them knew what that meant to the jade plate.

This is the love of Zhao Rong's parents, and it was passed on to the two by Zhao's mother.

They got engaged with this pair of jade cards, and on the wedding night they misunderstood because of the jade cards, and now the two finally released their suspicions, and the jade cards that should have been exchanged that night in the cave room are still one step away, and they can complete the lifelong jade exchange ceremony, so that Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei are completely in love.

Do they matter?

Very important.

Maybe with the current relationship between the two, there is no longer a need for this pair of jade cards to maintain or consolidate anything, but Zhao Rong knows that exchanging jade cards is an essential step.

Because, he and Qingjun need this sense of ritual.

This is especially true for men and women in this world.

Like the wedding ceremony, this jade ceremony must be completed in its entirety, and no step is missing.

Zhao Rong wants to give all the things he should give to Qingjun, and he can't wronged her at all, including this sacred sense of ceremony, which is a promise and another kind of sea oath.

Just imagine, after many years, when Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei held hands and looked back on the past, in the countless ordinary daily lives that accounted for the majority, what could really impress the two of them was not only the sad and joyful emotional ups and downs, but also solemn and solemn things like the newlywed chapel and the exchange of jade?

Concubine Zhao Ling pulled down Zhao Rong and corrected softly: "No, Brother Rong'er, the black jade is yours, the white jade is yours, and I ...... It's yours too, but ......"

Zhao Rong waited with bright eyes.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei smiled lightly, and her jade lips opened lightly: "Moyu wants you to take it yourself." ”

Zhao Rong thought about it, and was a little embarrassed: "Qingjun, do you want to give me some hints?"

Zhao Lingfei hugged Zhao Rong's arm, tilted her head and thought about it, at a certain moment, she turned her eyes away from looking at Zhao Rong, nodded lightly, her face was slightly red imperceptibly, and her voice was very small, "On the body." ”

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, his upper body leaned back slightly, and looked at Zhao Lingfei's outfit from a distance.

Dressed in an elegant moon-white full-breasted skirt, she did not wear any extra jewelry on her body except for the wooden hairpin with coiled hair...... Where is the shadow of the jade pendant?

It shouldn't be in Qingjun's Sumeru, how can people take it?

Zhao Rong had a headache.

It seemed that he was a little shy by his presumptuous gaze looking up and down, Zhao Lingfei pulled Zhao Rong's arm with both hands, pulled him back, and the two got close again.

Zhao Rong was still frowning and thinking, but then, he suddenly felt a soft touch somewhere.

My heart fluttered.

Zhao Rong glanced down, only to see that his arm was caught in two marshmallow-like clouds, unable to extricate himself...... Well, whoever takes the initiative to pull it out is a fool.

But before he had time to taste it for a while, someone helped him "pull it out......

Zhao Lingfei seemed to notice something, and hurriedly let go of Zhao Rong's arm.

The two were immediately separated.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei turned her head shyly, unable to see her expression clearly, and her chest rose and fell.

Zhao Rong coughed embarrassedly, sat up straight, and began to look at the current excitement on the Yaji without squinting.

I saw Liu Kongyi, who was attracting the attention of the audience at the moment, and she smiled helplessly.

Zhao Rong listened.

Zhao Lingfei turned her head to look at the quiet flowing warm stream on the side.

It's just that.

A certain moment.

She glanced at Zhao Rong quietly, her little face flushed.

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Liu Kongyi saw that a song she made about climbing the building attracted everyone's attention and attention, and the corners of her lips curled.

In fact, a climbing product is not very precious to the students of these Tianzhi Realm.

Because the ascending product can only condense the aura of heaven and earth and store it once, although the aura in it has been refined and is more pure, but for the massive aura required by the Tianzhi Realm, it is a drop in the bucket, and a poem of the ascending product can only improve their aura cultivation a little, unlike the previous Haoran Realm.

And for those scholars and academicians, there is not much fuss about the climbing products, because in Linlu Academy, in a literary meeting, if there are no five or six new climbing products born, it is a shame that there is no rank, and if there are falling flowers to be made on the spot, this can be regarded as a successful literary meeting.

However, Liu Kongyi is not a Confucian monk, she is a Taoist cultivator in Taiyi Mansion, and she is still a woman, and she can write poems on the spot, which has reached a good level among scholars.

It is the top monastic beauty of Taiyi Mansion, just a leisure hobby can make Confucian climbing products and even falling flowers poems, this kind of talent and understanding that can be learned as soon as possible, Liu Kongyi does have proud capital.

Suddenly, Liu Kongyi's heart moved, and he remembered the word called "Heavenly Fairy" that he filled in not long ago.

At that time, she felt it, splashed ink in front of the window, and waved it, and when she wrote, she only felt that the words and sentences were better than the poems she had written in the past.

The language is skillful, the scene is full of emotion, and it is full of ethereal beauty.

It is very likely to create a realm and fall into the flowers.

However, what Liu Kongyi never expected was that when she stopped writing, this poem did not appear to be a vision.

Liu Kongyi has a headache, because this poem is likely to be able to enter the flowers, which is very rare for her.

So in the past few days, Liu Kongyi has changed and changed the song "Heavenly Fairy", exercising the words and creating an artistic conception.

But there was no gain, and this poem was written on paper without causing the slightest wave of the aura of heaven and earth.

Liu Kongyi was bored, often wandering, tempering the words, and even had some doubts about whether this poem had the potential to enter the flowers.

Therefore, today she and Du Yifu invited some Taiyi Mansion students to Nuanxi to hold an anthology, thinking about relieving their worries, but they didn't expect to meet Ye Ruoxi from Xiaoyao Mansion to hold an elegant gathering, so the two parties discussed and did it together.

Liu Kongyi thought of the poem in her heart, twisted her eyebrows slightly, she casually looked around at the men on the Yaji, and her eyes stopped slightly on Li Jinshu and Du Yifu and others.

Or...... Give them a try?

Liu Kongyi's eyes flashed.