Chapter 392 Two fairies, the long night is long, how about chatting?
The state has national laws, and families have family rules.
There are wealthy families in the mountains and down the mountain, and the Xiuzhen family has a set of operating procedures and family rules. The larger the family, the more so.
The main lineage of the Zhao family is the Fuyao elector family. Although the Zhao family of Dachu is one of the many collateral descendants of the Zhao family in Wangquezhou, it is now a cultivation family that appears to be a noble and wealthy family in the secular dynasty.
But Brother Rong'er and Miss Rong'er both have the blood of the top sword cultivator families flowing in their bodies. No matter how sparse they are, they are all descendants of the Destiny Black Bird; their ancestors are all the ones who killed Kunpeng with the sword, founded Kundu, and were able to compete with Cang.
The geniuses of the ancient human race who fought for the throne; their genealogy can be checked, and the blood of their ancestors is glorious...
So Zhao Qian'er thought that she should teach these two fairies from the ground the rules of the Zhao family after they entered the house. Well, although the Zhao family in Dachu had few people in the fourth room, she and the young lady were influenced by Aunt Liu.
On the contrary, I have not stopped learning the compulsory skills for the hostess of the house.
In Zhao Rong's previous life, these things that would definitely be criticized by a certain fist are common phenomena in this world and in this era, and people in the world are accustomed to them.
Not to mention the other rooms of the Zhao family in Dachu, just the fourth room where Concubine Zhao Ling lived, her father whose whereabouts are unknown left several rooms with concubines, all of whom were taken in by Zhao Rong's father-in-law when he was young and frivolous.
, although Concubine Zhao Ling is not close to them, she will visit several aunts every time she returns to Zhao Mansion.
Zhao Lingfei's mother, the eldest lady of the fourth house, died early, and they were still young when they were alive. Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er learned many things from Aunt Liu.
In addition to learning the art of charioteership from Aunt Liu, they also learned a lot about how to be a housewife, how to manage private fights in the house, and how to train concubines and maids. In addition to the woman's talent for this matter, at that time
If they didn't understand something, they would secretly keep it in mind. Over the years, when they had nothing to do, they had already figured it out.
In fact, the most important thing is that Aunt Liu told them, half seriously and half jokingly, that these little tips might be able to subdue a certain wild boy in the future. You two stupid girls listen carefully... Then they pricked up their ears and listened especially carefully.
They worked harder than when they were studying the cultivation methods taught by Aunt Liu and Uncle Xiaobai. Every time the two of them slept with Aunt Liu, they were still little girls in the quilt and crowded around Aunt Liu, asking this and that...
...At that time, their naive idea was that they were afraid that Brother Rong'er would be deceived by a girl, so they wanted to hold him tightly and not allow him to run away.
The idea may have been simple at the time, but Zhao Qianer felt that this was the heritage and upbringing of a large family. In addition to giving them a different temperament and a higher starting point than ordinary women, the words and deeds of many things also had a profound impact.
Well, let's try it with them now... Xiao Qian'er nodded with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, she thought of those pictures, and her eyes were a little eager to try.
"Just don't mess around." Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Qian'er's expression and said with some worry.
He felt that the old Zhao family also needed to be more humanitarian.
"Well, are you feeling distressed?"
Zhao Rong nodded, "Well, I feel sorry for you and Qingjun."
Xiao Qian'er tilted her head and pouted: "Humph, you are the only one who can speak. I don't know who you learned it from."
Zhao Rong was helpless.
There were many things going through Zhao Qianer's little head.
For example, after she and the young lady have trained Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, they will have to make a decision based on the situation. On certain things, the two girls must not be in front of them, nor can they pose any degree of threat. Then, it is
Let’s see if Brother Ronger likes it.
Well, just ask Rong'er brother once. If he is hesitant and hesitant, forget it. Yes, just ask him once if he wants it. Don't let him fall down immediately. That's why I don't ask more. Let him get the advantage... Little girl
Guzui thought.
How did Zhao Rong know that there were so many thoughts behind the little smile in his arms? He gently shook his head, let go of his arms, took her hand, and walked towards the third floor.
"Okay, if you take them back, I will treat them as if they don't exist and let you and Qingjun deal with them. But before that, it is up to me to decide whether to take them back or not. Let's go.
Find out the background of these two fairies..."
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After two sticks of incense.
In a spacious guest room on the third floor, candlelight flickered, and a west window was open. The night outside the window was like ink, and it was already midnight.
Under the window sill, there was a pearwood couch. Zhao Rong was sitting on the couch wearing a white coat, holding a volume of manuscript in his hand, reading silently with his eyes lowered by the light.
He has a face like a jade crown, and his long black hair is not tied up and is hanging wetly on his shoulders. He looks clean and refreshed after taking a bath.
Behind Zhao Rong, a pretty girl with a slim figure, wearing a slightly tight nightgown that highlighted her well-proportioned body, was kneeling behind him with her knees together, holding a white dry towel in her hand, looking after him carefully.
Wiping wet hair.
The breeze blowing from the window blew up a few strands of Zhao Qian'er's hair on the temples and Zhao Rong's long, wet hair.
"Dong dong dong!" A rhythmic knock on the door suddenly sounded in the house.
"Please come in." Zhao Rong raised his hand and turned a page of the book.
The two girls, Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, who had been waiting in the guest room next door for a long time, opened the door, moved lightly, and entered the room one after another.
"Mr. Zhao." they called.
"According to the rules of our old Zhao family, have you washed everything?" Zhao Rong put down the book and looked at it with a chuckle.
I saw Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, still wearing a black skirt and a white gauze skirt, but they should have changed their clothes, because the two famous poems written by Zhao Rong in rouge and goose yellow,
It was not on their skirt sleeves. They must have been put away after bathing and burning incense.
Zhao Rong smelled the fragrance of the two fairies from the moment they came in, and he admired them with his eyes.
The most eye-catching thing at this time is Su Qingdai in a jet black dress, with her thick black and smooth shawl hair hanging in the air like a black waterfall.
Matching the black skirt, her skin was as white as mutton fat and jade.
Luo Xiu is wearing a clean white dress, with three thousand blue silk hair tied up with a hairband, a butterfly hairpin in her hair, and a strand of green silk hanging down on her chest. Her temperament is clean and translucent.
They were indeed two superb beauties, and he got them both at once.
"Already... I have taken a bath and burned incense as instructed by my husband." Su Qingdai, who had a cold temperament, opened her jade lips slightly and her face turned slightly red.
Luo Xiu lowered his eyes and nodded.
Zhao Rong chuckled and did not speak. Instead, he patted the empty space on the couch next to him with the scroll in his hand.
The two women's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and they suddenly understood. They bowed their heads shyly and stepped forward.
At this moment, Xiao Qian'er, who had been quietly wiping Zhao Rong's wet hair, suddenly stood up.
This handsome and agile girl, with a light body and a straight waist, jumped off the bed and stood in front of Zhao Rong.
She came barefoot in front of Su Qingdai and the two girls, looked directly at them, and stretched out a small hand with a calm expression.
Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu looked at the young Confucian scholar on the bed, who was looking at them with interest and did not stop Zhao Qian'er's behavior.
Zhao Rong nodded lightly, "Well, listen to her. If there are any dangerous items on your body that may hurt me, put them with Qian'er for safekeeping first."
He paused, spread his hands, shook his head and sighed:
"Hey, the two girls are both great fairies at the Haoran realm at the lowest level. I'm just a useless Confucian scholar who can't even reach the Fuyao realm. I cherish my life. I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. It's better for us to be honest with each other."
Zhao Rong shook his sleeves with a smile, "Don't hide it secretly, it will be a big deal if you scare me later, but if Qian'er misunderstands it, it will be a big deal."
Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu looked at each other, then moved forward, took out their sumeru objects, and placed them in Zhao Qian'er's hand.
The latter used a green finger to lift up the strands of hair hanging down from his ears, while looking at the two girls with peach-blossom eyes without blinking, his clear eyes flowing.
She still didn't give way.
Su Qingdai was quiet for a moment. Without saying anything, she gently twisted the knot of the black ribbon around her waist with two fingers and pulled it gently.
The dark skirt slid down her round shoulders, undulating waist and hips and other beautiful curves.
Suddenly spring appeared.
It was snow-white.
Zhao Rong raised his eyes slightly, and at first glance he only felt the dazzling white.
Well, don't think too much, the bellyband and underpants are still there, but they are white in color without any pattern.
I thought that under Su Qingdai's black skirt, there would be hot and bright colors such as red or purple, but I didn't expect that it would be pure white.
It was slightly beyond Zhao Rong's expectation, but it also satisfied his curiosity.
in addition.
This Fairy Su has a good figure... Zhao Rong secretly nodded, as big as he should be, as thin as he should be, as perky as he should be...
At this moment, Luo Xiu also moved. Before Zhao Rong could react, the belt on her slender waist was pulled, and the white gauze skirt on her delicate body fell down smoothly.
Then there is a picture of frosty white and fiery red intertwined.
Zhao Rong blinked and saw that Luo Xiu, who had a pure and clean temperament, was actually wearing a red bellyband, which was slightly dazzling.
It was beyond his expectation again. Good guy, did you wear the wrong clothes? You just wore the other person's underwear when you took a shower?
In fact, the color of the two fairies that I guessed and wondered about before was not because of abnormality, but because Zhao Rong was used to judging people's inner world from the clothes in such private parts. He first saw it from a certain book. Well, it was considered a past life.
Some bad taste left behind...
Su Qingdai bit her lip, looked at Zhao Qian'er, who was a head shorter than her, and said softly: "Is it okay?"
Zhao Rong thought for a while and felt that although he was not completely naked, he should be able to deal with the remaining weapons of the two fairies.
He said seriously: "Ahem, Qian'er, it's almost done."
Zhao Qian'er glanced at Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, then stepped aside.
The two women did not step forward immediately, but squatted down in unison and groped among the sleeves of their dresses on the ground.
Zhao Qianer frowned.
I saw Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu both taking out a strange flower from their sleeves.
They were coolly wearing bellybands and trousers, their slender jade-white lotus arms were naked, and they came to Zhao Rong gently holding this strange flower in their left hands.
Zhao Rong waved his hand gently towards Zhao Qian'er without saying a word, looking curiously at the two girls and the flowers in their hands.
He saw this strange flower that he had never seen before. Its petals were white and crescent-shaped, with about nine petals. They rotated in a circle to roughly form a bright moon.
Su Qingdai explained softly: "Mr. Zhao, there is no need to think too much. This is... our divorced woman, and... the ritual before having the first time with her lover. Every divorced woman must follow it."
Zhao Rong thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "You have misunderstood. We will not do such inappropriate things tonight."
Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu couldn't help but look at him,
Zhao Rong said seriously:
"Two fairies, how about chatting during the long night?"
Chat? Let us dress up like this and chat with you? Talk about you big-headed idiot.
How could the two girls believe his lies?
"Yes, you can talk whatever you want, young master, but now..." Su Qingdai nodded and glanced at the strange flower in her hand that was shaped like a bright moon, "Sir, can you lend us a sharp short blade? All our Xumi items are here
She doesn't seem to be at ease with that fairy."
Zhao Rong was also quite curious, nodded and looked at Zhao Qian'er, who took out two ordinary daggers and handed them to Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu respectively.
The next second, the two women raised their jade hands at the same time, raised their daggers horizontally, and gently cut the belly of their middle fingers.
A drop of blood fell down and fell on the strange white moon flower.
Then, a magical scene happened. After the white petals encountered blood, they were not contaminated at all and were still white.
Su Qingdai said softly: "This is the custom of leaving the ground. This is the cold palace flower. It comes from the Moon Festival Mountain. The blood of virgins cannot pollute it."
Something that proves Li's virginity? Zhao Rong nodded, "Interesting."
He opened his mouth, ready to ask more questions.
In an instant, Zhao Qian'er suddenly came to the quiet Luo Xiu, and the next second this stunning girl wearing a red bellyband had her long hair hanging down.
The butterfly hairpin that bound Luo Xiu's hair appeared on Zhao Qian'er's hand, and was gently twisted by his two fingers.
The situation inside the house changes rapidly.
Luo Xiu, who was hanging his head, had a strange flying sword a foot above his head.
Zhao Qian'er stood in front of Zhao Rong. There was a slightly green butterfly hairpin between her two fingers. She said with a cold face, "It's poisonous."
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, then looked at Luo Xiu with a smile:
"You want to kill me? Honey trap? Sorry, asking a possibly stupid question, who asked you to do it?"