"Do you want to scare me to death?"

When Zhao Rong heard the familiar voice again, he suddenly woke up and remembered the guy who had been sleeping for many days. He hadn't heard its voice for a long time. It just made a sound when he was immersed in it, which scared Zhao Rong's heart.

"Look at your courage."

Gui chuckled.

"Hey, Zhao Rong, how long have I been sleeping?"

"One and a half months."

"Tsk tsk, Zhao Rong is amazing. He managed to win over Concubine Zhao Ling in such a short time."

Zhao Rong was speechless and too lazy to argue with it anymore. Any words coming out of its mouth would have a different meaning.

Concubine Zhao Ling slowly opened her long, clear eyes, with a hint of drunkenness still lingering in them.

At this moment, a cool evening breeze blew towards her, making her feel empty and disappointed.

Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes became clearer. She raised her head slightly and immediately focused all her attention on Zhao Rong who was looking around. She immediately noticed something was wrong with him.

She frowned suddenly and gave a delicate rebuke.

"Who?"

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her eyebrows and glanced around.

Next second.

A crystal clear, icy handleless sword suddenly appeared, floating beside Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei who were hugging each other.

at the same time.

In the Qinglianxuan courtyard, in a lotus pond in a remote corner, nine evergreen bluish-white lotus buds suddenly bloomed.

In front of the courtyard.

A small sword without handle.

In an instant.

A hazy blue and white light emerged like a tide, instantly covering the area of ​​dozens of feet around Zhao Rong and the other man.

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned, and relying on the lotus restriction that protected the courtyard in Qinglianxuan, she used the physical sword of her natal flying sword Qingmei in her heart lake as the center of the formation, and scanned the surrounding area within twenty feet with her spiritual sense.

Wherever the halo covers, every flower, grass, and grain of sand are clearly visible.

At this moment, she felt a mixture of shame, anger and annoyance in her heart. Although most of the women from the four Taiqing prefectures lived in Nanci Jingshe, it was not sparsely populated. The female students were all monks from the mountains. The courtyards in this Jingshe were caves for cultivation. They occupied a large area and were appropriately spaced. In the past, their activities would hardly disturb others.

In the four Taiqing prefectures, trespassing into other people's caves without permission is a taboo, so this place should be very safe.

This is also the reason why Zhao Lingfei brought Zhao Rong here. There are many people outside and the cultivators are naturally sharp-eyed and sharp-eared. If the two of them do something too intimate outside, it will be easily discovered. Zhao Lingfei would never take such a risk.

Before she revealed her true feelings just now, she looked around carefully. She didn't find anything at that time, but she didn't rule out the possibility.

Zhao Rong's sudden alert look made Zhao Lingfei suspicious. When she thought that the scene of her and Rong Erge pouring honey water for each other not long ago might have been seen by everyone, Zhao Lingfei felt ashamed and angry.

She looked around with anger, quickly searching for the dirty villain.

In front of the courtyard gate, Concubine Zhao Ling, who was hugged by Zhao Rong around her slender waist, seemed like a different person. A second ago, she was curled up in her lover's arms like a little bear greedy for honey, but now her pretty face was full of murderous intent and her edge was revealed.

"Wow, this beautiful lady of yours seems to be obedient like a little wife in front of you, but I didn't expect that she actually has such a bad temper."

The sword spirit, who had just woken up, looked at Zhao Lingfei, who was full of sword energy, through his brow wheel, and joked to the flying sword beside her.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qingjun in his arms. She was indeed a little different from the gentleness she had shown in front of him these days.

Thinking about it carefully, Qingjun's character has always been like this, whether it was his indifference after he became disappointed with the Duke of Jingnan's Mansion in Great Chu, or his ruthless and cruel rejection of Jiang Chebai at the foot of Youshan Mountain, or his angry rebuke of Senior Sister Yunzi at the elegant gathering not long ago.

She has this kind of temper. She is polite to outsiders because of her upbringing, but she cannot tolerate offenses from others.

In Qingjun's mind, there is a clear distinction between outsiders and insiders.

But this woman was not like this before. She was so innocent when she was young because someone protected her behind her. But now she is so unyielding because she has to go to the front to protect the people behind her and she has to be strong and independent.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong pursed his lips and remained silent.

Has Qingjun changed? Yes, she has, but she hasn't changed. There is still an innocent little girl hidden in her heart. However, only in front of her childhood sweetheart will Qingjun run happily out of her heart.

She will always be his childhood sweetheart.

Zhao Rong came back to his senses and did not respond to the sword spirit's words. He tilted his head and looked at the small handleless sword. He was deeply impressed by the scene at the Nuanxi Elegant Gathering not long ago, when Qingjun used it to hold a little white light to outline a magic circle.

Gui said in a teasing tone, "Tell me, if your wife knew that the thief you are looking for is right in front of her unsuspecting sweetheart's heart, how would she react? Interesting, Mr. Zhao, why don't you talk to her and see if she dares to be so arrogant to me."

Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

Gui just woke up from that boring dream and felt very bored. He wanted to provoke Zhao Rong to quarrel with him, but seeing that Zhao Rong did not dare to talk to him, he could only sigh silently and said, "Have you reached the peak again? It's really lonely." Then, he looked in the direction of his vision and noticed what Zhao Rong was focusing on.

Returning with interest, talking leisurely.

"This should be the sword that accompanies your wife's natal flying sword. The cultivation process of a sword cultivator's natal flying sword can be summarized as transforming the virtual into the real and then transforming the real into the virtual. She is currently in the stage of transforming the virtual into the real, forging a physical flying sword for the natal flying sword in her heart lake. This small sword should be it."

It thought for a while, "The last time, the guy named Jiang, his sword, the Cicada, was also good, and it looked good, but your wife's sword seems to have not been forged to perfection, lacking some main blade materials. It is currently just a rough embryo of a flying sword, so-so... Zhao Rong, do you know which swords have the highest ranking in the Xuanhuang Realm? Here's a hint, the Elector..."

Hearing Gui talking to himself again, Zhao Rong was speechless. You are just like me, Gui. Out of ten sentences, three were venomous, three were mean, three were pretentious, and one was venomous, mean, and pretentious.

"Brother Rong'er, where is that person?"

Zhao Lingfei's spiritual sense swept the surrounding twenty feet, but did not find anything unusual. She frowned and her mind moved.

The hiltless sword trembled slightly, emitting more halos.

Concubine Zhao Lingfei was preparing to expand the scope further.

However, before she could move, she felt a brute force coming from her waist. Zhao Lingfei was stunned, but did not resist. She followed Rong Erge's strength and pressed her body against him again.

Zhao Rong hugged Qingjun tightly in his arms, looked down at her eyes, blinked and said, "I just had some auditory hallucinations, it turned out to be a fly buzzing, it's all right now."

"fly?"

Zhao Lingfei whispered, and the ice on her pretty face was melted by his warm gaze.

Her brows relaxed slightly, but she still looked around with a puzzled look. At the same time, Zhao Lingfei noticed her husband's gaze on the flying sword, so she spoke to him softly.

“It’s called Red Makeup.”

The red makeup of green plum.

Zhao Rong ignored the strong protest and angry rebuke from a sword spirit in his heart lake. He glanced at the red makeup that was still glowing and said to his wife calmly, "Put it away."

"Um."

There was still a hint of confusion between Zhao Lingfei's brows, but she still obediently put away her flying sword at the first opportunity.

Zhao Rong smiled, and without giving Zhao Lingfei any time to think any more, he leaned forward, lowered his head, and kissed her lips again.

Zhao Rong was doing two things at once, guiding Qingjun to take the initiative while speaking in his heart.

"When did you wake up?"

Gui knew what he was worried about, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao. I saw everything you did just now. Can't you keep your voice down?"

Zhao Rong: “…”

Gui saw that he was humiliated and smiled.

In fact, it had already woken up when Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei just entered Nanci Jingshe together. However, when Gui saw Zhao Rong staring at his son's cafeteria without blinking, he sneered and said nothing, thinking that he would wait and see what new tricks this lecherous man could come up with.

In the past, whenever Zhao Rong got into bed with that stupid fox demon that he always felt was a little strange but couldn't tell what it was, he always wore a headband, so that Gui could only hear some strange noises and couldn't examine the couple with a critical eye, which made him very unhappy, so he had to block his ears and not listen.

This time, it finally had a chance to kill Zhao Rong by surprise when he wasn't paying attention. Yes, that's right, it was to kill him by surprise. Of course, it was not to watch some boring live porn. It felt that Zhao Rong had polluted its eyes.

Gui wanted to scare Zhao Rong at the "critical moment", just like just now, and the effect was very good. It was a pity that Concubine Zhao Ling was a little reserved and did not let him into the boudoir to have a cup of hot tea.

Otherwise, if it could suddenly speak at a moment that was extremely "critical" to Zhao Rong, scaring him so much that he couldn't tremble, the scene would certainly be extremely exciting, making Gui extremely comfortable and eliminating a scourge for the women of the world. It would also be considered to have benefited the Xuanhuang Realm once again.

It was a pity that this very interesting thing did not happen, and on the way, Gui happened to hear Zhao Rong suddenly confessing to Zhao Lingfei about the "inaction" purple qi, and Zhao Rong's words...

In the brow chakra, Gui curled his lips. At this moment, seeing that Zhao Rong didn't say anything after being humiliated, and was busy with some childish things like men and women drinking sugar water without any taboo, he yawned and felt a little bored. He wondered whether he should take another nap so that he wouldn't be bothered by it.

Just at this moment, it caught a glimpse of the beautiful eyes and eyebrows of the woman who was close to it through Zhao Rong's eyebrows.

Gui suddenly spoke.

"Zhao Rong, put your forehead against Zhao Lingfei's forehead."

Zhao Rong ignored it.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

Zhao Rong regained some of his attention from the soft and fragrant jade in his arms, "What are you going to do? And, can you please stop peeping?"

Gui ignored the last sentence and said lazily: "You destroyed half of your wife's sword heart. Don't you want to know what her heart is like now? See if there is any way to remedy it... You can find out if you come closer to me and let me take a look."

Zhao Rong was silent and stopped moving.

Concubine Zhao Ling noticed his movements and thought that Rong'er was asking her to move again, so she held his face with her bare hands and leaned forward on tiptoe...

Zhao Rong felt the somewhat clumsy initiative of the woman in front of him, and he passively enjoyed Qingjun's gentle service.

Zhao Rong was still a little hesitant. The heart lake was extremely important to practitioners, not to mention the sword cultivator who nurtured his natal flying sword in the heart lake, which was powerful yet fragile.

Qingjun was of course relaxed in front of him. This was also a time when they were being intimate, so she was certainly completely defenseless and unguarded.

But Zhao Rong also wanted to know about Qingjun Jianxin's situation. If he asked Qingjun, not to mention whether it would bring back bad memories, it would be a question whether she would tell him and tell the truth.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said to Gui: "One look, only one look, don't do anything else. If you do anything to hurt Qing Jun, I will never forgive you."

His tone was calm, but the sword spirit knew that this was when this guy was most serious.

Gui sighed in amazement, "Sure enough, my wife is more important."

It smiled and said, "Wait, that's not right. The word 'most' is debatable. Young Master Zhao also has a fox fairy wife. So, who is the most important to you between these two?"

Zhao Rong didn't answer, he just leaned forward.

Boom——

The night was quiet and there was no one around. Only a small collision sound could be heard from far away.

Zhao Rong pushed Qingjun against the courtyard gate again and regained the initiative. He held her body in place with a somewhat overbearing movement. He held her hot face in his big hands, and their foreheads were against each other, looking into each other's eyes.

After a moment, Zhao Rong received a response from within his heart, and he immediately retracted his head a little, separating his foreheads that were touching each other.

However, the two of them continued to stare at each other.

His gaze did not shift at all.

Zhao Rong did not look back, only to see Qingjun in his arms with drunken eyes. Her gaze was filled with a scorching heat, but the narrow corners of her eyes carried a chilly spring color.

He couldn't help himself and bent down and kissed her hard.

Bo——

"Um……"

A delicate nasal sound.

Zhao Rong couldn't stand it anymore and felt that Qingjun was too tempting at this moment.

Scalding temperature.

Jasmine flavored syrup.

The fragrance of lotus.

Soft nasal sound.

A sight of flowers.

Touch, taste, smell, hearing, vision... At this moment, Zhao Rong's whole world is her.

If he hadn't gotten the black jade yet, he could have occupied the whole world.

With this thought in mind, Zhao Rong took a deep breath, and then continued to hold her little face domineeringly, and suddenly lowered his head...

For a moment, his actions were a bit rough, but Qingjun adapted and accommodated him without complaint.

only.

What Zhao Rong didn't see was that when the two of them were no longer looking at each other because of something intimate.

A glimmer of clarity flashed across the depths of Zhao Lingfei's misty eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

She knew that Brother Rong Er had peeked into her heart at the moment when he touched her forehead.

Because of the special innate magical power of the first-class flying sword Qingmei, she is extremely sensitive.

In fact, at that moment, it was Concubine Zhao Lingfei who took the initiative to suppress Qingmei's sword in the lotus pond in her heart lake.

The sword cultivator's natal flying sword cannot leave the heart lake at will before it turns from virtual to real. However, when the two of them put their foreheads against each other, the heart lakes are very close. Qingmei can easily stretch out her sword and smash the heart lake of the peeper. However, she absolutely cannot do that.

Because he was the snooper.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know why Rong Erge, who had reached the heavenly realm, had the ability to gain spiritual awareness and peek into her heart.

But Zhao Lingfei knew that everyone had secrets.

Concubine Zhao Ling also had secrets that she didn't tell him, and this was not hiding anything.

As long as Brother Rong'er asked, she would definitely tell him. If he didn't ask, she would remain silent.

Because Zhao Lingfei felt that there was no need to tell some secrets actively as long as they did not involve the other party for the time being. Telling them would only make the other party bear the pressure together and add to their troubles.

As for Rong'er's secret, Zhao Lingfei believed that as long as she asked him, he would tell the truth.

But she wouldn't ask.

The moon rose high in the sky, and slowly, dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the night became deeper.

Outside the gate of a remote courtyard in Nanci Jingshe, there is a dark figure... One needs to look carefully to find that there are actually two figures.

Zhao Rong suddenly discovered something. Qingjun was in his arms at this moment, and the two of them were close to each other. Isn't this the best time to take the jade?

Qingjun meant that the black jade was carried close to her body.

Zhao Rong's mind moved.

Gradually, the hands started to become naughty.

He didn't go so far as to touch her all over, after all, he was afraid that Qingjun would be too stimulated. So he just explored slowly with her silent consent.

However, after a while, Zhao Rong became more and more disappointed, because there was no trace of black jade on Qingjun's body, such as on his cuffs and waist, where items were usually placed.

Could it be that she really had placed it in the Sumeru object?

How can he get this? To break the restriction she has placed in the Xumi Object, he must be at least at the Haoran Realm...

Zhao Rong felt a sharp itch in his teeth.

In an instant, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a little traitor beside Qingjun who he could turn against him...she might know.

At this time, Zhao Rong was resting his head on Zhao Lingfei's shoulder. He turned his gaze and looked at Qingjing, who had been well-behaved and quiet beside the two of them.

Zhao Rong was delighted, and through some mysterious induction, he conveyed his thoughts.

It was just that Qingjing seemed to be too ignorant and naive to understand some of it.

Zhao Rong was a little anxious, but he taught his "good daughter" patiently, completely forgetting that not long ago he had asked Zhao Lingfei in a disdainful manner whether she wanted a son.

Finally, Qing Jing seemed to understand what he said, but after trying a few times, she was unable to convey the complete and coherent meaning of a sentence to him.

For a moment, Zhao Rong and Qing Jing stared blankly.

The little thing was spinning around in the air in a panic.

Zhao Rong was speechless, thinking how nice it would be if he had a smart son.

Qingjing seemed to sense his intention and became more and more anxious.

At some point, she suddenly stopped in the air.

The little girl with pigtails and a small skirt twisted her body.

Zhao Rong opened his eyes and hesitated. What did this mean?

While he was wondering, a picture flashed through his mind.

Not long ago, on the way to Qinglianxuan, when Concubine Zhao Ling held Qingjing to her chest, the little girl twisted her body around as if she was feeling uncomfortable, just like she is now!

In an instant, Zhao Rong had an epiphany.

At the same time, he also recalled some trivial things that happened before.

For example, at the Nuanxi Yaji, when he asked Qingjun for the black jade and Qingjun told him to come and get it himself, she seemed to tighten her hands around his arms.

In addition, there are scenes of playing after class during these days.

It turns out that these are all Qingjun's hints...

So, she was hanging the black jade on her chest?

Zhao Rong suddenly understood.

He glanced downward subconsciously.

Something might be sandwiched between Zhao Rong and Qing Jun at this moment...

This is real warm and soft jade.

The next second, Zhao Rong's two hands hugged Zhao Lingfei with all his strength and held her tightly.

Sure enough, he felt a hard spot in the softness that hurt him.

Zhao Lingfei, who was holding Zhao Rong quietly and tenderly, felt his strength and looked puzzled, but then she felt Rong'er's hands becoming dishonest again. However, he seemed to know his limits and never embarrassed her, so Zhao Lingfei let Zhao Rong eat greedily.

Zhao Rong's hand moved slowly upwards at first, and saw that Qingjun did not stop him.

He was delighted.

Taking advantage of her momentary carelessness.

He leaned back to make room and reached up with a big hand.

In this split second, Qingjun, who was already very smart, suddenly realized that Rong'er was trying to snatch the jade, and she suddenly tilted her body to the left.

In an instant.

The air became quiet.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth and his breath was choked.

Concubine Zhao Ling’s eyes were wide open and her body was stiff.

Because... Zhao Rong made a mistake... He didn't catch the jadeite...

He tried to steal a glance at Qingjun, but he could no longer see her expression. She had already lowered her head and buried it in her chest.

Zhao Rong swallowed and said, "Qing..."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly pushed him away, grabbed Zhao Rong's offending hand, lowered her head and bit his forearm, then turned around and fled into the door in a hurry.

Bang--!

The door was slammed shut.

Only Zhao Rong was left, covering his hands and breathing in the cold wind.

"hiss……"

He stared blankly at the hand that had made the mistake.