Chapter 211: Nephrite jade is warm and fragrant, Qingjun is lovely (Part 2)
Zhao Rong was about to follow him through the door.
Just the next second, Zhao Lingfei suddenly stopped and turned around, reaching out and pressing Zhao Rong's chest, stopping his steps.
Zhao Lingfei tilted her head, and Qingjing in her arms imitated her tilt of the head.
The big one and the small one tilted their heads and looked at Zhao Rong.
"Brother Rong'er, what do you want to do?"
Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide and his expression was slightly stiff. He never expected that Qingjun would stop him from the door.
By the way, even though I'm here, you still don't let me in for a sip of hot tea...
Seeing the joking look in Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes, Zhao Rong gritted his teeth and said, "Qingjun, I'm a little thirsty. Do you have any tea in your room? I'll go in and take a sip before leaving."
Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and pretended to think. After thinking for a while, she nodded.
Zhao Rong's eyes lit up and he was about to speak, but Qing Jun's voice had already sounded.
"Yes, brother Rong'er, just wait here and don't move around. I'll get you a drink."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Rong's reaction, she slammed the courtyard door and went into the house to get water.
Outside the door, Zhao Rong stood in the cool breeze, gradually turning to stone. His shoulders slumped and he gasped for air. He felt that the cool breeze was very stuffy, as if a plate of cold water had been poured on him.
Zhao Rong frowned and felt a little unsteady, so he walked back and forth outside the courtyard door. He turned his head several times to look at the closed door, and his brows became even more wrinkled.
After a while, the courtyard door was finally opened.
Zhao Lingfei walked out holding a steaming tea cup in both hands. Beside her, Qingjing was holding a cloth bag in both hands, floating in the air, shaking left and right.
Zhao Lingfei was holding the tea and looked up at Brother Rong'er. She saw that he was sullen, with his hands folded across his chest and looking at her expressionlessly.
Zhao Lingfei blinked and handed the tea cup over, "Brother Rong'er, drink tea."
Zhao Rong turned away and did not move.
She narrowed her long autumn eyes, her eyes were clear, and looking at Brother Rong'er's rare childish look, she had no choice but to say:
"Husband, drink tea."
The voice was soft, coaxing Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong did not turn his head and remained motionless.
"Husband~"
Zhao Lingfei's tone sounded pleading.
Zhao Rong finally spoke and said angrily: "If you don't let me in to drink, why did you bring me here?"
Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her head and stared at the teacup in her hand, closing her eyes and saying nothing.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips, still looking away, not looking at her, but he reached out to take the cup of hot tea that had been blown over and over by a certain woman before going out, leaving some rouge on it, and brought it to his mouth.
, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp. As for the rouge flavor and the perfect temperature in the tea, he couldn't taste it at all.
Zhao Lingfei took the tea cup back with both hands, looked down at the empty cup with only a few tea leaves left, and smiled lightly.
She looked at Brother Rong'er's angry expression again, stayed quiet for a while, then reached out to fetch the clean cloth bag.
Zhao Lingfei opened the cloth bag and saw several thick Confucian shirts inside. She picked up a corner of the clothes with her fingers and rubbed them carefully.
Zhao Lingfei lowered her head and stared at these fine and solid fabrics, her brows filled with tenderness and a little contentment.
"Brother Rong'er, the weather is getting cold, please put on more clothes."
Zhao Rong said firmly, "No, it's not cold."
Of course Zhao Lingfei knew Brother Yi Rong'er's current physique. This autumn cold was nothing, as long as he was wearing a thin school uniform.
But she still held the cloth bag in both hands and handed it to Zhao Rong with a determined expression and shook her head, "No, Brother Rong'er, we must buy autumn clothes in autumn. In the past... Aunt Liu knitted autumn clothes for us every year."
Now that she is gone, I will come.
Zhao Lingfei continued softly in her heart.
Zhao Rong heard the man's name, was silent for a while, put down his crossed hands, lowered his head, grabbed the cloth bag in front of him, and put it into the Xumi items.
Seeing this, Concubine Zhao Ling smiled sweetly. She raised her head and stared at Zhao Rong without blinking.
Zhao Rong did not look at her, but looked around. There was no one around at this time, and the night was quiet. The two of them stood at the entrance of the courtyard. If there were pedestrians passing by on the bluestone path in the distance, their view would be blocked by a jungle.
Not here.
He rolled up his sleeves and turned around, facing Qingjun sideways, looking at the bluestone path, and said softly: "Is there anything else?"
When Zhao Lingfei saw that he didn't even look at her from beginning to end, her smile gradually faded away. She raised her eyes and stared at Zhao Rong's side face, and she defended in a low voice.
"You, you haven't gotten the black jade yet."
Because I didn't get the jade, I couldn't go in.
The jade was not exchanged for the wedding night, so the two missed it. Now if jade was exchanged, it would be the wedding night.
Zhao Rong pursed his lips. Thinking of the piece of black jade, he had a headache. "Who knows where you put the jade? How can I get it?"
Zhao Lingfei glanced at Zhao Rong's face and said softly, "Brother Rong'er, it's on you."
Zhao Rong was speechless, "If you hide it in the Xumi object, how can I get it?"
He turned his back to her, "You're just making things difficult."
Zhao Lingfei hesitated to speak, but finally closed her eyes and remained silent.
Because she did do it on purpose and did not want to give the jade to Brother Rong'er.
It was not because she was reserved and shy, on the contrary, Zhao Lingfei was afraid that she would be too unreserved and shy in front of Zhao Rong, so she would depend on him and follow his wishes.
Brother Rong'er is now in the Heaven Realm, which is a critical period for polishing his foundation. How can we give him the jade?
It would be easier to say if you were in the Fuyao realm...
Zhao Lingfei suddenly stretched out her hand, put away the white jade from her waist, and stopped wearing it. When could Zhao Rong get the black jade whose position she had hinted many times, Zhao Lingfei would wear it in pairs with him again.
"If you want to give me Qiu Yi, just let me wait at the door of the monastery. Why bother bringing me here..."
When I arrived, I was not allowed in to drink tea.
After saying this, Zhao Rong had a straight face, but he couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at Qingjun. When he saw that she didn't reply, looking like a little girl who had made a mistake with her head down biting her lip, his heart suddenly softened and most of his anger was gone.
Zhao Rong pondered for a while, still expressionless, but his tone was slightly softer, "It's late, I'll leave first, you have a good rest."
Zhao Rong, who had been facing the bluestone path, walked directly forward, against the cool breeze.
The next second.
His hand was grabbed by someone, and his steps stopped.
Concubine Zhao Ling grabbed Zhao Rong and led him back.
"Don't go," she said.
"Don't go."
repeated.
Zhao Rong felt the strength in Qingjun's hand and felt that something was wrong with her tonight. He frowned and said, "Qingjun, is there anything else?"
Zhao Lingfei nodded slightly, her chest heaving slightly, she wanted to speak several times, but she swallowed it back and stopped talking.
Under Zhao Rong's puzzled gaze, Zhao Lingfei was quiet for a while, then suddenly reached out and took out a brocade bag embroidered with green lotus from her sleeve.
She smiled.
"The prices in Duyou City are a bit expensive... Brother Rong'er, if you have anything you like, you can buy it with confidence. I'll give you my wallet. There are some green clam money and colorful butterfly money in it. If it's not enough, I still have some.
, I haven’t used much of the monthly allowance and big competition rewards in the house on weekdays. I have saved them all. In addition, Uncle Kun is in charge of the money at home now, but he will definitely give it to me as much as I need. If you want it, I will give it to you.
I’ll give it all to you, please don’t be angry and be happy, okay?”
Zhao Lingfei held the Qinglian purse in front of Zhao Rong, her eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat offering money, waiting for the happiness and praise of her sweetheart.
Looking at the woman in front of him who was giving him her "heart", Zhao Rong's heart trembled.
He quickly straightened his face and glanced sideways at her.