"Qingjun, ah~"

Zhao Lingfei turned her head to look at the lake outside the pavilion.

The autumn water is rippling, the cool breeze is smooth, she looks into the distance, and the blue sky is like washing.

At this moment, Zhao Lingfei was sitting dignified and graceful in the elegant pavilion by the lake, on the railing on the side of the water, after she heard the words, she was quiet for a while, and then turned her head to look at the man with a bright smile in front of her.

Zhao Rong was standing in front of Zhao Lingfei, holding lotus seed glutinous rice porridge in one hand and a porcelain spoon in the other, scooping a spoonful of hot porridge, holding it with a bowl below, and carefully handing it to Zhao Lingfei's mouth.

Zhao Rong sighed, opened his mouth slightly, and coaxed her to drink.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes swept outside the pavilion, there were no pedestrians, and then she looked at her husband's smiling face, her long eyes were clear, and she said with a smile: "My husband hasn't taught me yet." ”

Zhao Rong frowned, his face feigned anger.

"Qingjun, what are these words, my lady is gentle and virtuous, peerless, is unparalleled in the sky, the only first-class woman in the world on the earth, knows etiquette and etiquette, understands righteousness, can marry home in the next, it is simply exhausted eight lifetimes of blessings, where do you want the husband to put the beak, more than one move to teach, the lady taught me is almost ......"

As he spoke, he coughed lightly and asked, "Eh, is this porridge still a little hot?" ”

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled lightly, looked at him, and was silent.

Zhao Rong moved the spoon to his mouth and blew it, and then handed it back to Qingjun's lips, he glanced at the lady's red lips, pink and wet, like the delicate azalea petals after the spring rain, and I don't know what kind of rouge Qingjun sipped today......

Zhao Lingfei glanced at Zhao Rong, who was slightly distracted, and then looked at the lotus porridge that he had carefully blown, and did not immediately bow her head to eat, she tilted her head and bit her lip, which made Zhao Rong's heart flutter.

Concubine Zhao Ling said softly: "The husband really doesn't want to teach the concubine? It's okay, the husband can say it, and I'm not an unreasonable person." ”

You are indeed not unreasonable, you are just a vinegar jar, and there is no reason to ignore it.

Zhao Rong shook his hand holding the porcelain spoon, and complained in his heart, but, thinking about it carefully, Qingjun did give him enough face in front of people just now, and he was well-behaved and obedient, so he even did not hesitate to lower his figure.

You know, she is a woman who is arrogant to the bones, Tianjiao of Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion, what if she just broke the bowl and broke the formation in the East Fence, if she wants to break this formation, she will break this formation, Qingjun is pure-minded, indomitable sword cultivation, and there is a reason to break the sword, and if it is broken, it will be broken.

However, in order to accommodate her husband's worries and cooperate with his way of dealing with the matter, she accompanied him to sing black and white without saying a word or hesitation, and took the initiative to take a step back and apologize to other women.

Zhao Rong felt the steady stream of temperature coming from the wall of the bowl in his hand, and his heart was slightly warm, Qingjun is now playing a little bit in private, what if he choked him, coaxing, women just want to coax, especially a woman like Qingjun, coaxing maybe there is everything.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes, looked at Concubine Zhao Ling, who was tilting his head to look at him, smiled lightly, and said seriously:

"Qingjun, you're not wrong, where do you need your husband's teaching, it's just an expedient measure, that Yu Huaijin is a little not simple, let's give her some steps down, if you don't leave the mustard, you won't leave the mustard, it's just that you are out of the sword for me, and in the end you were wronged for me, the husband is really sorry, and I feel ashamed!"

Zhao Rong lowered his head and blew on the porridge again, his face focused.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei stared, Brother Rong'er, who fed her porridge gently, her eyes drooped slightly, "I'm not wronged." ”

After speaking, Zhao Lingfei opened her mouth slightly, raised her chin, and took a bite of the lotus seed porridge that Zhao Rong sent to her lips, and her eyes bent into crescent moons.

"It's so sweet. ”

She looked at Zhao Rong and called with a sweet smile.

Zhao Rong was stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows gathered, "I taste it just right, Qingjun doesn't like it?"

His tone was worried, he looked around left and right, his gaze lingered slightly on the right side of the mountain forest clinging to the lake, and then his eyes lit up.

"I'm going to fetch some fresh water, and add a little to it, and dilute the sweetness. ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Rong held the bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, turning around to pick the spring.

It's just that, the next moment, he made a move, because someone had already grabbed him.

"Don't go," Zhao Lingfei held the corners of his clothes with both hands, "I didn't say I don't like sweetness, nerd." ”

She said as she turned her gaze away from the pavilion and did not look at him.

"Oh," Zhao Rong nodded, and went to hand Qingjun a spoonful of hot porridge.

Really at this time, the purity that had been swinging on Zhao Lingfei's sideburns suddenly stopped shaking, and the purple tassels were lingering in the glow, and they returned to the appearance of a little girl, and the two little arms stretched out in front of Zhao Rong, as if they were paddling, and the little girl still made some babbling sounds in her mouth.

Zhao Rong glanced at the coquettish porridge and drank purely, retracted his gaze, ignored the "stupid daughter", and continued to serve her mother.

A breath of gas, drink a fart porridge......

However, Qingjing seemed to have already understood this "patriarchal" father, and turned to find her mother, rubbing her cheeks affectionately, and stretched out a pair of small purple hands to comb a few strands of black hair hanging from Yun Sideburns for Zhao Lingfei.

Zhao Lingfei glanced at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong coughed twice, and after feeding her a spoonful of porridge, he then scooped a small spoonful for the curious Qingjing to taste the freshness.

Clean, chirp a few times, holding Zhao Rong's spoon root, babbling, very happy.

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he bent his fingers to play the little guy who was holding the spoon and didn't let go, with a look of disgust.

Zhao Lingfei looked at the "father and daughter" with a smile.

Really at this time, not far from the Yating, there were pedestrians coming, and it seemed that they were going to pass by the pavilion.

Concubine Zhao Ling hurriedly got up, took the bowl and spoon in Zhao Rong's hand without saying anything, and pressed him to the seat again.

Zhao Lingfei stood in front of Zhao Rong, like a virtuous wife, and began to mix porridge with her hands and feed him to eat, with gentle and elegant movements.

Pedestrians passing by the pavilion couldn't help but speed up their pace when they saw this scene, and then even more, after seeing the scene of the love of the husband and wife in the pavilion from a distance, they did not pass in front of the pavilion, and walked directly around the long road.

Zhao Rong blinked, looked at the woman in front of him who suddenly changed her painting style, and couldn't help laughing.

Concubine Zhao waited for him.

Zhao Rong hurriedly put away his smile.

Then, he thought of something and said, "Qingjun, don't go, why don't you stay." ”

"No," she raised her chin lightly and refused, but then glanced at Zhao Rong, "My husband knew it when I was a child, I kicked people when I was sleeping, you ...... Aren't you afraid I'll kick you?"

Zhao Rong's spirit was shocked, and his tone was categorical, "Don't be afraid!"

"I'm going to kick you to death with your body?"

He glanced at the lady's round and beautiful long legs, and couldn't help but look at her small purple embroidered shoes, and said seriously: "Qingjun, you can die under your legs, cough cough, it's okay to be enough...... I think it's worth it. ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei didn't know what she thought of, her cheeks were originally white and pink, and she brewed a stall of red wine.

This is Zhao Rong's eyes at the moment, and it is the most brilliant bonus in autumn.

Concubine Zhao Ling was holding a bowl and spoon in her hand, and after hearing the words at this moment, she lowered her head and turned her back to Zhao Rong angrily, "Lang...... Prodigal, Brother Rong'er is a prodigal, and his whole study is bad, which was not like this before. ”

In the past, when Brother Rong'er was a child, when the two of them were wet together at the clear spring, she naughtily stretched out her feet to step on his feet in the spring water, and Brother Rong'er would say with disgust, "Don't stretch out your stinky feet, where to go" or "Whose little pig's trotters want to sell for money when they are so young?"

Even later, after Brother Rong'er went to study in a private school, he never went to wet or fish with Concubine Zhao Lingfei anymore, and always said something with a straight face, what kind of body did the little girl's family have.

And now Brother Rong'er, it is estimated that as long as she dares to stretch her legs and feet over, in the next second, she will not want to escape from his clutches easily, no...... If you don't peel off your skin, don't want to come back.

I can't tell what else Brother Rong'er will do to make her ashamed.

Definitely, he, he's got so many ideas......

"Phew," Zhao Lingfei tilted her head, smacked her mouth, and then turned her head and stared at Zhao Rong with a straight face, her eyes full of disgust.

She said in a serious tone:

"Brother Rong'er, don't think about those strange things anymore, don't think about it. ”

Zhao Rong blinked, "My lady's is not good, and she is not someone else." ”

"No, you can't mess around in your head...... I'm wondering if I'm thinking about it...... Strange things, no. Zhao Lingfei's originally narrow and long autumn eyes widened and were very imposing, but she stammered when she spoke.

"I just think about it, but I don't really do it, Qingjun, why do you even care about what I think? ”

Zhao Lingfei's long eyelashes brushed her clear eyes, and immediately, her tone was fierce, and it was rare to be coquettish, "You are my husband, you are mine, it's all mine, I said I can't think about it, I can't think about it, my husband has to be obedient, in broad daylight, don't think about it...... Don't think about strange things about concubines. ”

Zhao Rong's eyes were unblinking, and he looked carefully at this Qingjun, who rarely showed an unreasonable side, and felt a little new in his heart.

Because Qingjun in his impression, when he was a child, he was weak and delicate and well-behaved in front of him, and now when he grows up, because no one protects him, he has become self-reliant and strong, and he has become cold and not close to the living, and he is generally rational and reasonable.

It's just that what Zhao Rong doesn't know is that no matter how rational and cold a woman is, once she falls in love and snuggles in her lover's arms, she will become "unreasonable".

Be polite and reasonable with others.

Yes, it's such an unfair discrimination.

However, for some women, in this life, they will only be "differentiated" by that person, yes, a person, that is, the first love.

And Zhao Lingfei is even worse, her little heart was filled with one person early.

In this life, the first love is even the last love.

From the total horn to the Ben, from the green silk to the white hair.

With him, it is enough to start from the beginning.

Therefore, after thinking that she was negative, I thought that Zhao Rong didn't want her.

Concubine Zhao Ling's sword heart will be shattered, and her heart will die like ashes.

And now, after a lot of hardships and twists and turns, after separating from separation, Zhao Rong re-settled in her heart, and gradually began to tinker with this heart full of holes.

It's like a spring breeze blowing through the desolate land again, giving rise to all things.

It's just that this "house", which was originally crumbling and stormy, after Zhao Rong entered, and then wanted to come out of it, it was no longer a matter of breaking half of the sword heart, but the house collapsed, the jade was burned, and even ...... Only one person remains.

At this moment, in this lakeside pavilion with few people around, Concubine Zhao Lingfei has changed from a cold and arrogant white lotus fairy to an arrogant and rude girl in front of Zhao Rong, who has finally changed from a bamboo horse to a husband.

Her suppleness and demureness, her coquettishness, and her arrogance will only be for him.

"You must not think in your heart strange things about me!"

Concubine Zhao Lingfei puffed out her mouth slightly, staring at Zhao Rong with her red lips lightly, wanting her husband to be obedient.

At the same time, she also kept paying attention to her surroundings all the time, seeing that no one was disturbing, Concubine Zhao Ling relaxed slightly, in front of others, she must absolutely respect her husband and maintain her husband's face, which is the red line she has set in her heart that cannot be crossed since that time.

And at the moment, there is no one, and Brother Rong'er gets along in private, so you can be "willful" occasionally, and ...... It's time to practice the "art of the imperial husband" that Aunt Liu taught her.

At the beginning, Concubine Zhao Ling was still in the boudoir, Aunt Liu was still alive, she had just been engaged to Zhao Rong, compared to her own daughter-in-law, Aunt Liu regarded her as her own daughter, taught her by word and deed, and was not worried at all about whether her son would be depressed in the future and suffer under her "daughter" skirt.

At that time, Aunt Liu was in the boudoir and quietly taught her how to control Brother Rong'er, and those words made Concubine Zhao Ling remember them vividly, such as "Men are actually children regardless of age, just like Rong'er now, usually they are petted, but they must be beaten and beaten when appropriate, especially when there are some strange signs to emerge, however, the means of beating you must be both rigid and soft, and master an appropriate degree......"

Concubine Zhao still remembers that Brother Rong'er when she was a child was fearless in front of her, but in front of Aunt Liu, she was obedient.

Therefore, Concubine Zhao Lingfei has no doubt about Aunt Liu's words......

Inside the Yatei.

Zhao Lingfei's long eyes narrowed slightly, her eyes were like a pool of autumn water, and the rippling waves were reflecting Brother Rong'er in front of her, full of his familiar face, and the lovely hazel tear mole under her left eye also moved gently upward and arc with the movement of squinting, leaving its original position.

In Zhao Rong's eyes, Qingjun at this time is more like ...... A female tiger slowly emerging from a burrow, well, is white, because the white tiger is good-looking.

The white tiger seemed to be hungry and thirsty, and was slowly raising his paws to walk in a circle, his movements were elegant, his eyes were staring at him lightly, without blinking, and the air was quiet, but in the next second, this white tiger would suddenly turn from the still, and his chest swooped down, pressing him to the ground, stunning and dragging him back to the cave, and then don't think about going out energetically to find the little fox with "good friends" in the future.

Not to mention bringing the little fox back to the tigress's burrow as a guest, there will definitely be no return!

Therefore, you must use the imperial women's technique, subdue this white tiger who wants to ride on him, and train it fiercely!

When the time comes, he can enter and exit the cave of the white tiger and the little fox at will, or the two together......

Dangerous!

Zhao Rong was vigilant......

"Husband, do you know?"

The corners of Zhao Lingfei's lips curled slightly, she lifted her chin lightly, and glanced at Brother Rong'er with clear eyes.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips and was silent.

"Well, open your mouth,"

Concubine Zhao Lingfei scooped a spoonful of hot porridge, curled her lips and blew lightly, and handed the porcelain spoon to Brother Rong'er's mouth with a smile, pun intended.

Zhao Rong bowed his head and did not speak.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyebrows rose, and she was secretly happy in her heart.

Her lips furrowed slightly, ready to coax him next.

It's just that the next moment, what Concubine Zhao didn't expect was that before she could wave a big stick, give a sweet date, and perfectly perform the first style of the imperial husband, Brother Rong'er suddenly spoke.

"That's good," Zhao Rong nodded calmly, then turned his gaze slightly, moved away from Zhao Lingfei's body, and said softly: "Then I miss others." ”

Someone else!

In an instant, Zhao Lingfei's apricot eyes widened, staring at Zhao Rong, and her originally closed red lips opened slightly, revealing a pink peach hidden inside.

It's just that at this moment, Zhao Rong didn't look at the lovely expression and attractive scenery of the lady.

He tilted his head, pretended to be indifferent, looked at the scenery on the lake, and said casually:

"The lady doesn't let me think about it, then I think someone else can always do it, this kind of thing, the lady can't take care of it. ”

"No way!"

Bang –

Zhao Lingfei put the bowl on the table hard, and refused directly without thinking about it.