Every country has its own laws and every family has its own rules.

The wealthy families and cultivation families in the mountains and hills all have a set of operating procedures and family rules, and the larger the family, the more so.

The main branch of the Zhao family is the Fuyao Electorate family. Although the Zhao family of Da Chu is one of the many side branches of the Zhao family in Wangquezhou, it is now a cultivation family in the secular dynasty that appears to be a noble and wealthy family.

But Brother Rong'er and Miss Rong'er both have the blood of a top sword-cultivating family flowing in their bodies. Even if it is sparse, they are all descendants of the Mysterious Bird of Destiny; their ancestors are all the ancient human genius who killed Kunpeng with his sword, founded Kundu, and was able to compete with Emperor Cang for the throne; their family tree can be checked, and their ancestral bloodline is glorious...

Therefore, Zhao Qian'er felt that she should teach these two fairies the Zhao family rules after they entered the room. Well, although there were only a few people in the fourth branch of the Zhao family in Da Chu, she and the young lady were influenced by Aunt Liu at the time, and they had learned all the necessary skills of the mistress of the inner house.

In Zhao Rong's previous life, these things would definitely be criticized by a certain sect, but in this world and at this time, they are common phenomena and people are accustomed to them.

Not to mention the other branches of the Zhao family in Great Chu, just the fourth branch where Concubine Zhao Ling was from, her missing father left behind several concubines, all of whom were women taken in by Zhao Rong's father-in-law when he was young and frivolous. Although Concubine Zhao Ling was not close to them, she would visit the concubines every time she returned to the Zhao Mansion.

Zhao Lingfei's mother, the eldest lady of the fourth room, passed away early, and when she was alive, they were also very young. Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er learned many things from Aunt Liu.

In addition to learning how to control their husbands from Aunt Liu, they had also heard and seen a lot about how to be the mistress, how to manage the private fights in the palace, and how to control concubines and maids. In addition to the natural aptitude of women in these matters, they secretly memorized the things they did not understand at the time, and had figured them out almost completely in their spare time over the years.

In fact, the most important thing was that Aunt Liu said to them half seriously and half jokingly that these little secrets might be able to subdue a wild boy in the future, so you two stupid girls should listen carefully... Then they pricked up their ears and listened especially carefully, more seriously and diligently than when they were learning the practice methods taught by Aunt Liu and Uncle Xiaobai. Every time they slept with Aunt Liu, they would squeeze around Aunt Liu in the bed as little girls, 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 catch him tightly and not let him run away.

The idea may have been simple at the time, but Zhao Qianer felt that this was the foundation and family education of a large family. In addition to giving them a temperament different from that of ordinary women and a higher starting point, the teachings by words and deeds on many things also had a profound impact.

Well, let's try them now... Xiao Qian'er nodded with satisfaction. I don't know why she was eager to try when she thought of those scenes.

"Just don't do anything rash." Zhao Rong glanced at Zhao Qian'er's expression and said with some concern.

He felt that the Zhao family should also be a little humanitarian.

"Well, are you distressed?"

Zhao Rong nodded, "Yeah, I feel bad for you and Qingjun."

Xiao Qian'er tilted her head and pouted: "Huh, you're the only one who knows how to talk. I don't know who you learned it from."

Zhao Rong was helpless.

A lot of things were running through Zhao Qianer's little head.

For example, after she and the young lady had arranged to marry Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, they would have to wait and see how the situation changed. In some matters, the two women must not be in front of them, nor could they pose any threat. Then, they would see if Brother Rong'er liked it.

Well, just ask Brother Rong'er once. If he is hesitant and reluctant, then forget it. Yes, just ask once whether you want it or not. If he doesn't accept it right away, then I won't ask more questions and let him get all the advantage... The little girl pouted and thought.

Zhao Rong had no idea that Xiao Qian'er in his arms had so many little thoughts hidden behind her faint smile. He shook his head gently, loosened his arms, took her hand, and walked to the third floor.

"Okay, if you take them back, I will pretend they don't exist and let you and Qingjun deal with them. But before that, whether to take them back or not is up to me. I will check first. Let's go and test the depth of these two fairies..."

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After two sticks of incense.

In a spacious guest room on the third floor, candlelight flickered. A west window was open. The night outside the window was as dark as ink. It was already three o'clock in the morning.

Under the window sill, there was a pearwood couch. Zhao Rong was sitting on the couch in a white suit, holding a scroll of manuscript in his hand, reading silently with his eyes lowered, leaning against the light.

His face was as handsome as a jade crown, and his long black hair was not tied up, but was wet and scattered on his shoulders, making him look clean and refreshed just after a bath.

Behind Zhao Rong, a pretty girl with a handsome face and slim figure, wearing a slightly tight nightgown that showed off her well-proportioned body, was kneeling behind him with her knees together, holding a clean, dry white towel in her hand, carefully wiping his wet hair.

The breeze blew in from outside the window, ruffling a few strands of hair at Zhao Qian'er's temples and Zhao Rong's wet long hair.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a rhythmic knock on the door suddenly.

"Please come in." Zhao Rong raised his hand and turned a page of the book.

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, who had been waiting for a long time in the guest room next door, pushed open the door, walked lightly with lotus steps, and entered the room one by one.

"Mr. Zhao." they called.

"According to the rules of our Zhao family, are they all washed clean?" Zhao Rong put down the book, chuckled and looked over.

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu were still wearing a black dress and a white gauze dress respectively, but they should have changed their clothes, because the two poems written by Zhao Rong with rouge and goose yellow were not on their sleeves. They must have been put away after bathing and burning incense.

As soon as they came in, Zhao Rong smelled the fragrance of the two fairies, and he looked at them admiringly.

The most eye-catching person at this moment was Su Qingdai in a pitch-black long dress. Her thick, black and smooth long hair hung in the air like a black waterfall.

The black dress contrasts with her skin, which looks as white and smooth as mutton-fat jade.

Luo Xiu was wearing a clean white dress. Her three thousand black hair was tied up with a hairband and a butterfly hairpin was inserted in her hair. A strand of black hair hung in front of her chest, and her temperament was clean and transparent.

They were indeed two stunning beauties, and he got both of them at once.

"I have...I have already bathed and burned incense as instructed by the master." Su Qingdai, who had a cold temperament, opened her lips slightly and her face blushed slightly.

Luo Xiu lowered her eyes and nodded.

Zhao Rong chuckled and said nothing. Instead, he tapped the empty space on the couch beside him with the book in his hand.

The two girls' eyelashes trembled slightly, and they immediately understood. They lowered their heads shyly and walked forward.

At this moment, Xiao Qian'er, who had been quietly wiping Zhao Rong's wet hair, suddenly stood up.

This pretty and lively girl, with her light body, jumped off the couch without bending her waist and stood in front of Zhao Rong.

She walked barefoot to Su Qingdai and the other girls, looked straight 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 Qianer's behavior.

Zhao Rong nodded gently, "Well, listen to her. If you have any dangerous items that may hurt me, leave them with Qian'er for safekeeping."

He paused, spread his hands, shook his head and sighed:

"Hey, both of you girls are at least fairies close to the Haoran realm, and I'm just a useless scholar who can barely reach the Fuyao realm. I cherish my life very much, so we should be prepared for the worst. It's better for us to be honest with each other."

Zhao Rong smiled and shook his sleeves. "Don't hide it. It's not a big deal if you scare me later, but it will be a big deal if Qian'er misunderstands."

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu looked at each other, then stepped forward, took out their Sumeru objects and placed them in Zhao Qianer's hands.

The latter repeatedly twirled a strand of hair hanging from his ear with two slender fingers, while staring at the two girls with his peach blossom eyes without blinking, with clear eyes moving around.

She still didn't give way.

Su Qingdai was quiet for a moment, and without saying a word, she gently twisted the black ribbon tied around her slender waist with two fingers, pinched one end, and gently pulled it.

In an instant, the black skirt slid down along her round shoulders, undulating waist and hips and other beautiful curves.

Suddenly spring came.

It was a vast expanse of white.

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids slightly, and at first glance he felt that the white was dazzling.

Well, don't think too much. Her bellyband and panties are still there, but they are snow-white in color, without any patterns.

I thought that under Su Qingdai's black skirt, there would be some hot and bright colors like red or purple, but unexpectedly it was pure white.

It was a little beyond Zhao Rong's expectations, but it also satisfied his curiosity.

in addition.

This Fairy Su has a very good figure, which can be called perfect... Zhao Rong nodded secretly. She has the right bulge, the right skinny, the right curvy body, especially her long legs...

At this moment, Luo Xiu also moved. Before Zhao Rong could react, the belt on her slender waist was gently untied, and the white gauze skirt on her delicate body also fell smoothly.

Then there is a picture of frosty white and fiery red.

Zhao Rong blinked, and saw that the pure and clean Luo Xiu was actually a bright red bellyband and underwear, which was slightly dazzling. Her body proportions were also very standard.

This was beyond his expectation again. Oh my goodness, did you wear the wrong clothes? You wore each other's underwear when taking a shower just now?

Actually, the reason why he speculated and was curious about the colors of the two fairies was not because he was perverted, but because Zhao Rong was used to judging people's inner world from the colors and patterns of their private parts, whether they were cold on the outside but warm on the inside, or indifferent, or stuffy... This was his way of observation. He first saw it in a book. Well, it was a bad taste left over from his previous life...

At this moment, Su Qingdai bit her lip, looked at Zhao Qian'er, who was a head shorter than her but had a fierce aura, and said softly, "Is it ok?"

Zhao Rong thought about it and felt that although they were not completely naked, he should be able to deal with the remaining weapons of the two fairies.

He nodded secretly and said seriously: "Ahem, Qian'er, it's almost done."

Zhao Qian'er glanced at Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, then stepped aside to make way.

The two girls did not step forward immediately, but squatted down at the same time and fumbled in the sleeves of their dresses on the ground.

Zhao Qianer frowned. But Zhao Rong was interested in appreciating the two coolly dressed women, and the attractive curves they outlined during their movements. The beauties were indeed pleasing to the eyes.

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu were squatting down, and each took out a strange flower from the sleeves of their dresses.

They stood up tacitly, wearing bellybands and underpants, with their slender white arms raised, and gently holding the strange flower in their palms, they came in front of Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong waved gently at Zhao Qian'er without saying anything. Instead, he looked at the two girls and the flowers in their hands with curiosity.

He saw this strange flower that he had never seen before. Its petals were snow-white and crescent-shaped, with about nine petals. After rotating in a circle, they roughly formed the shape of a bright moon.

Su Qingdai explained softly, "Mr. Zhao, there is no need to think too much. This is... a ritual for us women who have left the earth to have sex with... our lovers for the first time. Every woman who has left the earth must follow it."

Hearing the word "first time", Zhao Rong immediately understood and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "You two fairies have misunderstood. Tonight we will not do anything that is not suitable for children."

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu couldn't help but look at him.

Zhao Rong said seriously:

"Two fairies, the night is long, how about chatting?"

Chat? Let us sit and chat with you dressed like this? Chat with you, you idiot.

The two girls didn't believe his lies at all. They just thought that the scholar was just trying to be virtuous and saying one thing and doing another.

"Of course, you can talk as much as you want, but now..." Su Qingdai nodded and looked at the moon-shaped flower in her hand. "Sir, can you lend us a sharp short blade? Our Xumi objects are all with the fairy Zhao, and she seems to be worried about us."

Zhao Rong was also quite curious about what they were going to do. He nodded and looked at Zhao Qian'er, who tacitly shook out two daggers from her sleeves. The falling daggers floated in the air and instantly came in front of Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu.

After the two girls took it, the next second, they all raised their left hands holding the flowers, with their middle fingers slightly raised, and held a dagger horizontally with their right hands, lightly slashing the tip of their raised middle fingers.

Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu did not frown at all, but silently, drops of blood like dewdrops dripped from their fingertips and fell on the strange white moon flower.

However, afterwards, under Zhao Rong's curious gaze, a magical scene happened. He saw that the white petals on the palms of the two women were stained with blood, but they were not contaminated at all and were still snow-white.

Su Qingdai said softly: "This is our Lidi custom. It is called 'Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower' and comes from Jiyue Mountain. Even rain can pollute it and turn it into a dark gray color, but the blood of a virgin will not pollute it at all."

So, this is a rare item used to prove a woman's virginity? Zhao Rong nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Interesting."

He opened his mouth, ready to ask in detail about the Jiutian Han Palace flowers and Jiyue Mountain.

In just a moment, Zhao Qian'er, who had been standing quietly aside, suddenly appeared beside Luo Xiu, who had been silent all the time. The next second, the stunning girl in a fiery red bellyband had her long black hair flowing down like a black waterfall.

Zhao Rong frowned and looked over, only to see that the butterfly hairpin that was originally on Luo Xiu's hair was now in Zhao Qian'er's little hand. She was gently twisting it with two fingers and holding it horizontally, squinting at her.

The next second, the situation in the house changed rapidly.

Luo Xiu lowered her head. A foot above her head, a strange flying sword was hovering with the tip of the sword pointing downward, making it impossible to guess when it would fall.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Rong, facing Su and Luo. The butterfly hairpin between her fingers was slightly green in the firelight. She said with a cold face, "Poisonous."

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly.

The air in the room fell into deathly silence. No one moved at all. Everything seemed to be frozen into a strange picture.

A young scholar looked at the stunning girl with a sword hanging above her head and smiled politely:

"You want to kill me? Honey trap? Sorry, this might be a stupid question, but who told you to do it?"