The generation of any idea is not groundless, and there must be deeper logical deductions and reasons in it.

There must be something strange when things are abnormal, and the answer lies in the details.

These are the words that Zhao Rong remembered casually in a school class in his previous life.

Interestingly, Zhao Rong forgot what this class was about and what kind of class it was, but it was this casual remark that impressed him deeply, and now he remembers it again.

Qingjun saw Xiaoxiao?

This thought that just popped up attracted all of Zhao Rong's mind, even if the impact of the "belt vein" failed, and the meridian blockage seemed to be more troublesome, he didn't have the heart to pay attention to it, let alone the joke that the sword spirit laughed at him for not being able to last three seconds.

Zhao Rong clutched his chest and swallowed a mouthful of blood, as if swallowing a ball of rust ground into powder.

"Return, yesterday morning, do you know if Qingjun looked at my heart lake, she ...... Did you use the secret art of seeing the rippling light and glow of the surface of the Heart Lake?"

At this time, it was early in the morning, and some crickets and insects slipped into the cracks of the doors and windows, in addition, in the empty house, there were bursts of gradually slowing down gasps, and as quiet and silent, there was also Zhao Rong's heart lake.

After a moment of silence, he said directly: "This seat was hidden at that time, and I didn't see it." ”

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

He rubbed his face, the thought that had just "come to light" from above the heart lake was just a thought, not necessarily the real answer to things.

Zhao Rong rubbed his furrowed eyebrows again, sighed lightly, and thought quietly.

Where is the internal logic of this idea?

Perversary, detail......

He didn't get up right away, but simply sat directly on the cold floor, crossed his legs, his left hand holding the elbow of his right hand, his right hand supporting his chin, and staring at him.

The room was quiet, and there was no further disturbance.

Perverse...... Detail...... Perverse...... Detail...... That's right, belly pocket, Qingjun's belly pocket.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong's eyes opened slightly, and then jumped, got up, staggered towards the inner room, and soon came to the bed again, took out the lotus pure white silk belly pocket that he had carefully hidden before, and stared down in a daze.

I couldn't help it, "Hey, you've already been rushed like this, it's already cool, and you still have to take advantage of it?"

Zhao Rong didn't answer, after he looked at it for a while, he suddenly lowered his head, and the tip of his nose was buried in the soft silk surface again.

Warm fragrance.

Zhao Rong sniffed carefully for a while, raised his head, and frowned, "Wear it, or don't you wear it?"

Return: "............"

Zhao Rong ignored it, raised his hand and sniffed it carefully, and then pondered.

For a moment, he was a little unsure if this was the original flavor.

Zhao Rong now wants to know, Qingjun abnormally stuffed this close-fitting coat to him, whether it was prepared in advance in the Taiqing Mansion, or did he make a temporary decision to take it off his body and give it to him?

Figuring out this detail can explain all the questions now, including whether she saw his heart lake, or even Xiao Xiao in the heart lake.

At first, Zhao Rong had a preconceived idea that Qingjun had made sufficient preparations before he came to him yesterday, such as the bowl of "lotus seed glutinous rice porridge" that could boil the innate vitality in Zhao Rong's body, such as this lotus pure white belly pocket that gave him late night to keep out the cold and relieve worries.

Zhao Rong thought it was a lady's intimacy, but now it seems that sending a belly pocket is not intimate at all, because since Qingjun has prepared lotus seed porridge that makes him vigorous and vigorous, and can expect that he will concentrate on breaking the mirror without distractions in the past two days, then why do you want to send this thing that makes him distracted?

And, it's shameful.

You know, Zhao Rong had never mentioned this request to her before, why did Qingjun suddenly prepare to send this to him when he was in Taiqing Mansion?

Even according to Qingjun's Bingqing and jade temperament, if he didn't hint or ask for it, she wouldn't even think of giving her husband a personal coat to such a husband and wife.

Qingjun doesn't like to read the messy books of talented and beautiful people, sometimes some inexplicable words and strange ways of playing that come out of his mouth are simply tiger and wolf words, which makes Zhao Rong dumbfounded and ashamed, and then he will press Xiaoxiao, and deal with the family law a few times, and when she is teary-eyed and aggrieved and admits her mistakes, he tortured her to confess and said where did you learn it, you stupid girl knows so much, Zhao Lang, I am panicked......

Qingjun's sudden delivery of a belly pocket is abnormal, and thinking about it this way, she should have been directly influenced by him to send it, that is to say, it was not prepared in advance like that bowl of porridge, but a temporary decision made yesterday when they were looking for a secret together.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong couldn't help but bury his nose again, and carefully sniffed the fragrance on the silk coat.

Seeing this unscrupulous scene, he gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Rong, this seat really underestimated your lower limit, and this seat apologizes to you, but can you fucking bring a wipe and do it quietly by yourself! Don't take this seat with you." ”

It just can't stand it.

"You're thinking too much, I'm ...... I'm getting down to business. ”

Gui was impatient: "I know that you are doing business, who doesn't know this kind of man's business?"

Zhao Rong's face darkened: "I ......"

Gui despised and said, "What are you?"

Zhao Rong's expression instantly calmed, he nodded, and said seriously: "I think it tastes great, what about you, do you want to smell it too, oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you are a soul, and you can't smell a fart." ”

“？？？”

turned to sneer: "Whoever is rare with this thing, it is you men...... The filthy people in it are not dirty, and treat it as a treasure. ”

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he didn't answer again.

He continued to ponder.

According to the logical inference just now, this underwear should have been temporarily decided by Qingjun yesterday morning, but logical inference alone is not enough to fully prove it, and it is necessary to find some clues from the details to support it.

In my impression, yesterday morning, Qingjun took off his belly pocket at the right time, and ...... It's twice.

Once when the two of them threw spoons and fed each other porridge in the dilapidated courtyard between the mountains and forests, she suddenly said that it was a little sweet, and he didn't think about it at that time and went to find a clear spring for Qingjun, mainly because the water carried in the Sumeru on his body was put for too long, where was he willing to let the lady drink.

Another time, when the two of them got up and returned and were about to leave the mountain forest, Zhao Rong remembered that he was holding her hand and strolling through the forest, just passing by a hawthorn forest, he saw Qingjun turning his head to look at the red wild hawthorn on the tree several times, so he didn't wait for her to say, so he went to pick it for her, just like when the two of them were playing around in the mountains behind the Duke's Mansion when they were children.

Only this later one...... The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, at that time he turned his back to Qingjun and went up the tree to pick hawthorn, not far away, as long as he turned back halfway, he could see her under the tree......

Ahem, this is too bold, Zhao Rong felt a little exciting when he thought about it, but she was a Haoran Realm monk, maybe there were some other magic methods.

For example, there is no risk in the obscurity.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

The two times when Qingjun did not appear in his field of vision were very likely, and now that he thought about it, Zhao Rong suddenly felt that if she wanted to temporarily support him, it would be indeed easy, just look at him with her eyes blank, say "sweet" coquettishly, or linger on the wild hawthorn for a while, he would go and fetch it for her without thinking about it.

Anyway, how could this stupid lady fail to marry her husband, husband and I are so obedient, and she looks very smart now......

Zhao Rong's distracted thoughts turned.

There is another detail that can be judged whether Qingjun temporarily decided to send him a belly pocket yesterday morning.

That is to determine whether this lotus pure white belly pocket is ...... She was worn by her yesterday.

There is another question here, that is, whether Qingjun will carry a few spare belly pockets on his body, and this pure white embroidered lotus flower is one of them.

Zhao Rong thought about it, and soon denied this possibility with more certainty.

They all have Sumeru on them, and they can indeed carry a lot of things, but this involves a habit.

Qingjun lives in Qinglianxuan in Taiqing Mansion, according to behavioral habits, daily necessities such as clothes will not be packed in Sumeru, because Sumeru does not have much space, and generally has to place some important items such as magic weapons and pills.

In the case of a fixed residence, put the magic weapon pill and a change of clothes together and carry it with you, it is completely unnecessary, and it will add to the blockage.

Anyway, according to Zhao Rong's habits, this will not be the case, his change of clothes, paper, ink, pen and inkstone are all placed in the small building of the East Fence, and valuables such as the Ting Ni Zijin Furnace are all carried with him.

Therefore, as long as Qingjun made a temporary decision yesterday, then this lotus pure white silk belly pocket must be worn closely.

Zhao Rong cautiously deduced, thinking of this, he lowered his head, buried his nose, and carefully "checked".

A burst of fragrance hits the face.

a hint of jasmine;

Qingjun's unique good body fragrance was already familiar to him when he was a child, but now this body fragrance is also light and faint;

Smoky agarwood......

After several times, Zhao Rong frowned and raised his head.

He felt that he was even more unsure whether this belly pocket was worn by Qingjun yesterday.

The body fragrance on Qingjun's body is very light, which is also the reason why Zhao Rong thought that the lady had been cleaned and washed when he first judged it before, but now that he thinks about it, this idea is a little biased.

First of all, this agarwood, the taste is too smoky, easy to retain and overshadow Qingjun's body fragrance.

Secondly, Qingjun saw him yesterday morning, presumably he went out to look for him after bathing, changing clothes and incense the night before, and when he saw him, it was only a few hours later.

And she is a Haoran Realm monk who has already attracted spiritual energy into her body, and her delicate body is ice clear and jade in the true sense.

Although it has not yet reached the legendary unsullied glass body, it is also ice muscle and jade bones, which are cool and sweat-free.

Therefore, Zhao Rong was a little uncertain.

"Hey. ”

He sighed lightly, where did he think that when he met Qingjun once, there would be so many entanglements in it.

If it was just when the two of them were separated at noon yesterday, it would be nice to check the small cloth bag she stuffed, maybe it would really be ...... Hot.

Zhao Rong shook his head, put the belly pocket in his hand back away, and in the middle of the night, holding the lady's underwear in his hand, he always felt a little weird, no wonder the Guihui reacted so much.

However, now that he had more important things to think about, these distractions were quickly dispelled.

Although there was a lack of key evidence, Zhao Rong had almost determined in his heart that this belly pocket was temporarily decided to be given to him by Concubine Zhao Ling yesterday.

And when things go wrong, there must be something strange.

This should also be the cause of the thought that made him uneasy in the water of the heart lake before.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

The subconscious had already deduced and determined that Qingjun had seen Xiaoxiao as he had just done.

But Zhao Rong deduced it to this point, but he was still a little puzzled, not sure about the correctness of this idea.

After all, it was just a subconscious thought that logically deduced according to the clues of the development of things, not the strange magic of an unpredictable prophet.

Since Zhao Rong showed Concubine Zhao Lingfei the heart lake yesterday, although his face was calm, he had actually been a little apprehensive in his heart.

After getting along, even if Zhao Rong was feeding porridge, she had been carefully observing the lady's expression, but except for asking him a few questions with a strange mood at the beginning, there was no other abnormality, and she didn't even ask Liu Kongyi, who had always suspected that Zhao Rong had a relationship.

Seem...... Nothing happened.

Therefore, Zhao Rong later made a rough judgment, Qingjun should not have looked at his heart lake, or said that he had seen it, but he could only roughly see the color of the heart lake, and used some spells to test the lie of words, and did not see those "thoughts" in his heart, including Xiaoxiao.

It's just that, for some reason, while he was a little happy, he was a little disappointed, and he had a very strange emotion, as if he hoped that Zhao Lingfei could know the little things directly.

But later, Zhao Rong also thought that it would be okay to wait for a few days, settle down in the academy, get on the right track, and go to find Xiaoxiao.

By then, the "ideological work" for the two of them should have been almost done, and they arranged for Qingjun and Xiaoxiao to try their best to meet the calm Wang who had too much conflict......

It's just that, at this point, things seem to be going in the other direction.

Zhao Rong patted his forehead.

Why did Qingjun stuff him in his belly pocket?

It was only after "feeding the porridge" yesterday morning that I heard him say that he was uncomfortable, and he mentioned that he wanted to drink hot water while reading at night, so he made a temporary decision.

Still is...... I saw what he was thinking, and I had insight into those "thoughts"!

Because these include the thoughts of "small things", the two recent thoughts.

One is to keep accounts for Yu Huaijin.

One is that drinking honey water can't quench too much thirst, and I want to ask Qingjun for advice on the needlework girl who knits her autumn clothes, and I want Qingjun to measure it for him like Xiaoxiao and weave a warm autumn coat of the right size......

Zhao Rong is very similar to giving himself a slap in the face, thinking about something that he doesn't have, but now it's good, Qingjun sent him the "autumn clothes" to quench his thirst, and he was so distracted that he even had a problem with his pulse, and now he was holding the "autumn clothes" and staring dryly.

Qingjun, what does this mean?

Is it an insight into the little thought, specially sent the belly pocket, and faintly gave him a warning?

Or do you really not think about that much thoughtful behavior?

Suddenly, Zhao Rong, who was gathering his eyebrows and thinking, gritted his teeth, only to feel a burst of pain in his waist, and the next second it spread all over his body.

At the same time, my legs were numb and swaying, and the feeling of back pain came to my body at the same time.

This is the sequelae of the failure of the "belt pulse" and the backlash of the innate vitality.

"Hiss......"

Zhao Rong gasped.

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In the early morning of the second day, the birds were singing.

At the bamboo fence in the east corner, Jia Tengying is bending over, holding a ladle in his hand, scooping the rainwater stored in the water tank and watering autumn chrysanthemums.

Knock knock knock————

Jia Tengying put down the scoop and turned to open the courtyard door.

I saw Fan Yushu standing outside the door, he was looking around while playing with the hollow jade gourd on his waist.

Fan Yushu turned his head, looked over Jia Tengying's shoulder, looked at the courtyard, and said softly, "Brother Fan, where is Brother Ziyu? ”

Jia Tengying scratched his head, "I don't know, I didn't see him get up early today, and he seems to be still in the room." ”

At this time.

Squeak –

The door to the north room was pushed open from the inside.

Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying turned around together, and were stunned for a moment, only to see Zhao Rong like the hoarfrost hanging on an autumn morning, his face was pale, he held his waist with one hand, and the door with the other, and stepped out with his feet.

Zhao Rong gasped slightly: "Brother Yushu, Brother Tengying, good morning." ”

Seeing this, Fan Yushu frowned, he sighed, stomped his feet and pounded his fists:

"Ziyu, Ziyu, my younger brother and sister have just left, you will, you will ...... Alas, you have to be a little more restrained in your work. ”

Zhao Rong: "............"