Zhao Rong didn't let Zhao Lingfei think about it much.

He then opened his mouth to "threaten":

"I'll get sick of you if you do something stupid behind my back. ”

"Do...... What stupid things to do. Zhao Lingfei's originally crisp but now slightly hoarse voice came from her arms eagerly, and her voice was muffled.

Zhao Rong put one hand around Qingjun's slender waist, and moved the other hand, gently caressing and soothing her shoulder.

At the same time, there were words in his mouth, and he kept enumerating them:

"Self-inflicted self-harm, such as the shattering Kenshin that you can't think of at will. ”

"If I don't practice seriously, I can't become a female sword immortal, so I can't eat soft rice. ”

"So you hurry up and work hard to cultivate, and when you become a free-spirited sword cultivator in the seventh realm, I will have a lot of face when I take it out. ”

"And husband, I am a selfish man, it doesn't matter if I'm old, if you are old, this red face that I like very much will pass away, then I will also hate you, so you still have to practice seriously, and when you enter the seventh realm or even higher, you can look old, and you will always be so good-looking, how good do you say......"

The warm fragrant nephrite in Zhao Rong's arms gradually calmed down, she listened quietly, and then suddenly spoke, her voice was weak, "It's not good." ”

Zhao Rong paused, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Lingfei said seriously: "I also want you not to be old, if we want to be old, we will grow old together, if we are not old, we will not be old, we want to be together." ”

"No, dismissed. ”

Zhao Rong refused directly without thinking about it.

Zhao Lingfei's buried head was raised, and her chin rested on his thick shoulder, her eyes were slightly red, and the tip of her nose was also red, but she didn't cry, she was diverted at this time, and frowned:

"Why, Brother Rong'er. ”

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth hooked slightly, but then he flattened again, he coughed lightly, and then said sternly: "No, no, no, how can there be so many whys." ”

Concubine Zhao Lingfei pursed her lips and said stubbornly: "You are unreasonable." ”

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing, and when he stopped stroking her shoulders, he hugged the little white rabbit who fell into the tiger's mouth and didn't know it, and said with a smug smile:

"I found out, it's late, our family talks about everything, it's just unreasonable, I have the final say, just listen to it and it's over, fool, you can't run away. ”

"Let go of me, let go of me, Brother Rong'er, you are a bastard, you don't learn well more and more, you know how to bully me......" Zhao Lingfei struggled, but her delicate body was just twisting left and right, where did she look like she was really going to break free.

Where would Zhao Rong really listen to what Concubine Zhao Ling said and let go of her, his expression was solemn, his face was expressionless, and he continued to stand the "family rules".

"Do you still want to run, Qingjun, let me tell you, if you dare to leave without your husband's consultation and consent in the future, then no matter how far away you are, I will arrest you back and deal with it according to the family law!"

Zhao Lingfei's struggling movements stopped, her hands were raised, and she hugged him back, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a kitten basking in the sun, she only felt very warm and warm, and she was already at ease, "Okay, then you are not allowed to leave me without permission." ”

"Needless to say, without you, who will my little son-in-law eat soft rice? Isn't this equivalent to a beggar throwing away his job, are you right, my little rice bowl. ”

"Flutter," Zhao Lingfei smiled, and complained angrily: "What kind of messy metaphor is this, just talk nonsense, by the way, Brother Rong'er, what is our family law?"

She spoke in a puzzled tone.

Zhao Rong frowned, "You don't know?"

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head.

"I really don't know?"

Zhao Lingfei thought for a while, "I don't know, you can say it quickly." ”

Zhao Rong turned his head, and in her ear, said softly: "Spanking." ”

Zhao Lingfei: "............"

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Don't worry, don't beat the crowd, let's go to the house to fight." ”

Zhao Lingfei's ears were stained with rouge again, she buried her head in Zhao Rong's arms, and hammered him with her fist.

His mouth was embarrassed, "Why do you think of bad things?" ”

Zhao Rong looked down at the embarrassed and shy appearance of the lady, and suddenly felt interesting, so he let her scold.

Gradually, Zhao Lingfei saw that Zhao Rong did not resist, so she also stopped her movements and quieted down, just when Zhao Rong thought that Zhao Lingfei was going to fight with him for this law, her voice came weakly, with a little curiosity.

"Do you fight through your clothes, or do you not fight through your clothes?"

Zhao Rong was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this problem.

Zhao Rong blinked, and then blew in the ear of Qingjun, who buried his head in his arms, "You want to put it on...... Or do you take it off?"

Zhao Lingfei pressed her forehead against Zhao Rong's chest, and began to hammer him desperately again.

Zhao Rong smiled, no longer teasing Qingjun, he hugged her and shook gently, "Fool." ”

"You're not stupid, you're stupid. Zhao Lingfei raised her head suddenly, bit her lip and said a stubborn word, and then put her face against his shoulder and rubbed it around.

"Hey, don't rub your snot on my clothes. ”

"It's going to rub!" Zhao Lingfei buried her face, her temples twisted, and the tassels on her steps swayed and swayed, and the amplitude was even greater, and in the end, she also bit Zhao Rong's shoulder, and her tone was vicious, but she couldn't say clearly:

"I have snot, do you dislike me?"

Zhao Rong nodded, "I already dislike you to death, if you wipe your snot on my clothes again, I will detain you today and lock you in the house to wash clothes." ”

"Hmph. Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face was tense, and her voice was cold, "I'm not afraid of you, you can't detain me." ”

Smack——!

"Ahh Zhao Lingfei exclaimed, "You ......"

Smack————!

Another sound, clearer than before, echoed through the empty courtyard.

Zhao Rong put away the hand that had executed the family law, and said with a straight face: "Call the husband." ”

Zhao Lingfei glared at Xingmu, and wanted to resist, but when she bumped into Zhao Rong's expressionless expression, she swallowed back weakly.

Her tone was aggrieved, but her voice was crisp, "Husband, husband." ”

Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "The lady is so good." ”

Zhao Lingfei puffed out her mouth slightly, put her hands behind her back, and covered it.

Zhao Rong coughed twice, and also felt that the strength just now was a little too strong, so he reached down, wanting to help Qingjun rub it.

It's just that Zhao Lingfei didn't want him to get cheap and cheap tofu, so she quickly grabbed his claw......

She took a deep breath, her pretty eyes were icy, and she glared at him: "Husband, please respect yourself!"

Zhao Rong blinked and nodded, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers to scratch the tip of his nose, but this hand ......

"You!"

The ice in Concubine Zhao Lingqiu's eyes suddenly melted, her eyebrows were full of shyness, and she raised her hand and punched him again.

Such and such.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei fought for a while, then found a suitable clean place in this abandoned courtyard and sat down to drink porridge.

And the previous thing about the heart lake.

Zhao Rong didn't ask Qingjun if she had the secret technique of peeping into the heart lake, what she could see, whether she could capture thoughts, or it was similar to soul searching, or just to distinguish between true and false words, such as the two questions she asked against her forehead at the beginning.

Or, Qingjun didn't watch it at all?

Zhao Rong didn't know.

And Concubine Zhao Lingfei didn't say a word, and she didn't even answer the question he asked, "Is there Liu Kongyi".

At this point, neither of them mentioned it again, as if it had never happened.

......

Half an hour later.

"Lady, I was in the pavilion just now, and I was actually going to get porridge, not to leave you behind. ”

"I ...... There are guesses. ”

"Then why don't you wait. ”

"I don't want to, I don't want to gamble, I don't want to wait, even if it's just for a moment. ”

"Lady. ”

"Hmm. ”

"You're so nice. ”

"Idiot, you just knew. ”

"I already knew. ”

"How early?"

"First sight of you. ”

"Aunt Liu said that we were only one year old at that time. ”

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Yes, in the cradle, you always kick me." ”

"Why are you ......" Zhao Lingfei's eyes widened, but she stopped talking, scooped a spoonful of porridge, handed it over, and when she saw him eating it, she raised her head and said:

"Well, whoever asked you to kiss me, who is so small and not honest, will kick you. ”

Zhao Rong was looking down and rolling up his sleeves, looking up curiously, "What did you say?"

Zhao Lingfei's cold eyes stared at him.

"I said, let you kiss me, hum, don't kick you...... Hmm...... Not. ”

Halfway through her tsundere's words, she was gagged, and the man's eyes were close.

Zizi ————!

"Hmm...... Uh-huh......"

After half a column of incense.

Zizi ——!

Bo ————!

Zhao Rong leaned back, and immediately stretched out his fingers, hooking off the crystal silver filament connecting the two petals, he turned around, and shook his head while arranging his Confucian shirt, "I have never heard such a strange request." ”

“............”

Zhao Lingfei's autumn eyes widened, staring at him with disgust, her lightly swollen pink lips subconsciously opened and closed gently, and she was slightly spitting fragrant wind.

Her lips were a little different shades in the sun.

Zhao Rong snatched the bowl from Concubine Zhao Lingfei's hand, dug a spoonful, and sent it to the dried water cup that had been drunk.

Zhao Lingfei bit her silver teeth, she really couldn't do anything about this faceless bastard, she turned her face away, "It's cold, don't eat it." ”

Zhao Rong touched the wall of the bowl and nodded, but his eyes lit up slightly, "It's okay, I'll give you warmth." ”

Slowly, this porridge is fed and fed, and you don't need a spoon......

Overhead, the sun was rising, and noon had arrived.