Chapter 210: Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, Qingjun is lovely (1)
No matter how slow your pace is, the journey will still be completed.
At the end is the gate of Nanci Jingshe.
Zhao Rong stopped and took a serious look at this place. He had become familiar with this place over the past month.
Then, he took the initiative to let go of Zhao Lingfei's hand.
"Qingjun, I'm leaving first. It's a bit early to leave tomorrow morning, so you don't have to go and see her off."
Zhao Lingfei turned her back to Zhao Rong, without speaking or reacting. She walked straight into the door.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, stared at his wife's back, 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, follow up."
Zhao Rong moved for a moment, and for a moment, he doubted whether he was hearing hallucinations.
What did Qingjun say?
Zhao Rong stared blankly at Concubine Zhao Ling's graceful back.
It seemed that he noticed his daze.
Zhao Lingfei lowered her head slightly and spoke softly again without looking back, "If you don't come... forget it."
Zhao Rong opened his eyes slightly and then blinked.
He coughed lightly and hurriedly followed Zhao Lingfei. No one would be a fool not to go...
By the way, Qingjun means...it's getting cold, why don't you go in and have a cup of tea?
Zhao Rong stepped forward quickly.
Zhao Lingfei heard the hurried steps of Brother Rong'er behind her. Her ears felt a little hot, and she felt a sense of regret in her heart...
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and remained silent.
When the two of them passed by the desk where the female officer was sitting next to the door.
Concubine Zhao Ling tilted her head, smiled at the female officials, and nodded.
The lady with tall temples nodded in acquiescence and stared at the man and woman passing by in front of her.
These days, this young couple has been inseparable, inseparable, and they see each other every day. The female official with the tall temples has long been used to it.
But today, Fairy Zhao actually took him inside...
She glanced at Zhao Rong. He was wearing a thin and simple student uniform with his sleeves rolled up. He was following behind Zhao Lingfei intently. At this moment, he suddenly stepped forward quickly and walked away side by side with Fairy Zhao.
The female officer with tall temples withdrew her gaze and looked at each other with her colleagues who had the same strange eyes.
Except for female students, it is not that men cannot be brought in to Nanci Jingshe.
Inside the monastery are single-family residences with suitable spacing, which are the training caves for the women in the four mansions. Each of them has its own restricted layout, and things in their respective mansions will generally not affect others.
Therefore, men can enter as long as they have the consent and guarantee of the owners of the courtyards in the monastery.
But, bringing people in at night...
Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei walked along the bluestone path by the lake to the depths of Nanci Jingshe.
It was very quiet and quiet inside the monastery.
Some courtyards have magnificent buildings, while others are simple and simple, with only a solitary lamp by the window visible from a distance.
The cool evening breeze brought the fragrance of flowers planted by some women in the courtyard.
Because there was a man beside Zhao Lingfei, and the pure and spiritual floating around the two of them, a conspicuous hazy purple light emitted in the darkness, lighting the way for the two of them like a charming lantern on the mountain.
The female students I met here and there on the road couldn't help but look slightly sideways.
However, Zhao Rong didn't dare to look around, because Qingjun was right next to him, and every move was under her nose.
At this moment, he had a sense of déjà vu as he passed by the girls' dormitory in his previous life.
Although there is a big difference between this place and the girls' dormitory, the people who live there are all cultivators. It is estimated that few female students would hang out their underwear such as bellybands and panties.
But what if?
This is impossible to say.
What if you accidentally catch a glimpse of a bold and unrestrained fairy wearing cool clothes... take a second look?
of course not.
Zhao Rong noticed very early on that he had some misdeeds. In the past, he thought it was a good thing, but now...
Zhao Rong stared at the road ahead, focusing entirely on Qing Jun beside him.
He found that her expression was calm and she didn't seem to pay too much attention to his performance.
But the more this happened, the more cautious Zhao Rong became. In his previous life, he and his companions passed by the female dormitory downstairs and took a sneak peek or two while their companions were not paying attention. Now they must not do it.
Tonight, it seems that the revolution is likely to succeed, and the fruits of victory are about to be won, but we must not let a little sugar-coated bullets corrupt it.
Qingjun's sugar-coated cannonballs are definitely more delicious than this one.
Zhao Rong looked serious along the way, but he was thinking wildly in his heart.
But soon, he saw a little guy who had eaten the "sugar-coated bullet" before him...
Qingjing, who appeared in human form for the first time, was a little excited and happy.
The little girl as big as a palm crawled all over Zhao Lingfei's body.
Or get into Zhao Lingfei's sleeves.
Or holding the familiar white jade around Zhao Lingfei's waist, she floated up into the air and flew around, like a bee moving, but her small body seemed a little strenuous and was teetering precariously in the air.
At this moment, Qingjing climbed onto the emerald jade hairpin that Zhao Lingfei had arranged in her hair. Her body was like an octopus, holding the side of the hairpin that was not inserted into her hair, dangling back and forth, as if she wanted to pull it out.
Zhao Lingfei was a little dumbfounded. She tilted her head, raised her hand, and gently grasped this innocent and ignorant little girl with her five fingers.
Qingjing, who was originally a bit noisy and naughty, suddenly didn't dare to move and returned to his usual well-behaved self.
She shrunk her petite body and squatted on Zhao Lingfei's palm.
Zhao Lingfei looked down and saw a little girl with braids raising her head to look at her, but she couldn't see the little thing's face clearly.
The next second, Qingjing stretched out her hand, held one of Zhao Lingfei's green fingers with her two thin arms, and rubbed her fingertips flatteringly with her face.
Zhao Lingfei stared at the "daughter" in her hand that Rong'er brother gave her to relieve her worries, and a certain heartstring in her heart was gently touched.
Zhao Lingfei suddenly moved, hugged Qingjing in her arms, and gently touched her head with a long and slender index finger.
She was in a warm and comfortable gentle land. She raised her head and stretched out her hands to grab Zhao Lingfei's fingers, so her body moved back and forth in the gentle land.
At a certain moment, Qingjing seemed to feel uncomfortable. She moved left and right, arching back and forth in Zhao Lingfei's arms...
Zhao Rong, who was on one side, looked straight at this scene and couldn't move his eyes away.
Zhao Rong suddenly discovered that his children's cafeteria was actually quite big, not as small as it seemed from the outside.
Qingjun is wearing a sky-blue chest-length skirt today. This is a popular dress for ladies among the noble women of the secular dynasty at the foot of the mountain. It is also the same for their parents in Chu.
And if Qingjun hadn't been sent to the mountains to practice cultivation because of her extraordinary talent, she would probably have been an ordinary lady like many women from powerful families in Qianjing, the great Chu country, caring for her husband and raising children...
This chest-length underskirt is also called a high-waist underskirt. It is a very high underskirt with a waistband. The underskirt is slim-fitting. When paired with a woman's slim shoulders, she will look petite and exquisite. The overall body is elegant and gorgeous.
However, because the underskirt is tied too high, it will easily slip off and become exposed when walking around.
The chest-high underskirt that Qingjun is wearing at the moment is tied up above the chest by the belt. It is also a complicated two-piece underskirt that is easier to slip off. The way to tie the double-ear knot... As long as that part is a little smaller
A little, and it will slide down.
But Qingjun wore it very firmly, and there was nothing wrong with the trek with him today, as it was firmly supported.
This can only mean one thing...the lady is very talented.
Zhao Rong took another look at the scenery over the children's cafeteria.
Sure enough, the size of the canteen still needs to be investigated on the spot. The specific size can only be seen from the outside.
Seeing Concubine Zhao Ling hugging Qingjing tenderly, Zhao Rong suddenly remembered something, thought for a moment, and finally said, "Qingjun."
"Um?"
"Actually, during the debate between Confucianism and Taoism, that strange old man sent me two purple energy from the east."
Zhao Lingfei turned to look at Zhao Rong without speaking.
Zhao Rong decided that it would be better to make it clear, as he had only spoken implicitly before.
"In addition to this pure purple energy, there is another one called Wuwei." Zhao Rong smiled, "I gave it to a friend."
He paused for a while and added: "A very, very good friend, he is actually very lonely. Although his mouth is as stubborn as a boiled duck and refuses to admit it, I know it, so I sent Wuwei to accompany him.
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There was a worried look on Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes. She originally wanted to ask more questions, but when she saw Zhao Rong's bright smile, she stopped talking and said softly: "Yes, I understand."
The two continued to move forward, and after a while, they finally arrived at Qinglianxuan.
Zhao Rong curiously looked at this elegant courtyard hidden among the trees. Looking up from outside the courtyard, he could see a three-story building, which should be Qingjun's boudoir. It was also the place where Zhao Rong wanted to drink tea.
I don’t know if the tea table inside is spacious enough to accommodate two people... It’s okay, we’ll find out later when we go in.
At this moment, Zhao Lingfei came forward with Qingjing in her arms, pushed open the courtyard door, and walked inside.
Zhao Rong looked happy and secretly took a deep breath. His eyes were bright, staring at Qingjun's pretty back, and he quickly followed.