After the stunning girl who was going to find "fun" left.

Qian'er pulled her hand away and stomped her foot on someone's instep.

The little girl immediately turned her face away and refused to recognize him. She hugged her thin arms with both hands and said, "Hey, someone doesn't want to keep the silver medal?"

She had found this silver medal in Zhao Rong's room in the Duke of Chu's mansion before, which could allow him to escape at any time, but she never mentioned it again.

"No, no." Zhao Rong, who was gasping in pain, quickly changed his expression and smiled apologetically, "I'll go wherever you go, why do I need the boat ticket? Ahem, it's just... I just felt it was a pity to lose it, so I kept it until now..."

He then said seriously, "Nan Xiaoyaozhou? Even dogs don't go there."

"Puchi, stop talking nonsense." Xiao Qian'er couldn't hold back her pretty face any longer. She hugged Zhao Rong's arm, looked up at him, and said with a smile, "There is the Southern Sect of Tai'a Sword Pavilion in Nan Xiaoyaozhou. My lady and I may go there in the future. When the time comes, I will accompany you back home to visit your relatives!"

"Okay!" Someone nodded without hesitation, and the species identity changed instantly.

…

At the beginning, Zhao Rong, who was ready to go at Longquan Ferry, actually wanted to choose the road back home, all the way south, to experience the chivalrous spirit and sword energy of Nanxiaoyaozhou.

However, because of the memories evoked by the jade pendant buried in front of his mother's tomb, he hesitated before leaving.

Finally, with a little guilt towards Qingjun and the self-persuasion that he had settled a cause and effect, he turned north hesitantly.

Then he met Sanbian, saved Xiaoxiao, helped Wenruo... and held Qingjun's hand.

This silver medal is the very beginning of everything.

At this time, Zhao Rong was standing on the roof in the night wind, watching Luo Xiu's searching figure go away. He sent away a woman who wanted to experience the unknown and interesting things just like him. Looking back, he couldn't help but sigh.

At the beginning, he seemed to have just chosen one of two equally ordinary paths. Little did he know that after so many years, his fate would be completely different.

Zhao Rong had always had some vague thoughts about keeping the silver medal on him, after all, it represented the second path that he had not chosen.

Now, he gives the silver medal to others, which can be regarded as a farewell to his past self. He no longer hesitates or looks back, and faces the present seriously.

"Xiao Qian'er." Zhao Rong said suddenly.

"Yeah." She said in a light nasal voice.

"Your brother Rong'er... is so damn smart. He has a firm grasp on the choice of path." Zhao Rong was filled with emotion.

"...Well, what do you mean?" Zhao Qian'er tilted her head and looked at him.

"I'm so good at winning." Zhao Rong smiled, and then said seriously: "I made up my mind to go north to find you at Longquan Ferry, and I don't regret it. I have a wife and children, and now the only one missing from our Zhao family is the one in the middle. Hey, you and Qingjun have to work harder."

Xiao Qian'er looked at him, smiling, "Who should work harder? Brother Rong'er, think about it carefully."

“…Ahem.”

I was careless. Zhao Rong coughed lightly and skipped this difficult topic. Then he glared at the little girl who was playing with him... Just wait for Zhao Qian'er and Zhao Xiaochai! There will always be a time when you cry and shout no, don't beg for mercy when the time comes. All the two-word and repeated stimulating titles cried out from her little mouth...

Zhao Qian'er stood on tiptoe swiftly, pinched Zhao Rong's nose, and squinted her eyes to look at his expression.

"Are you...thinking about something weird?"

Her face was suspicious.

Zhao Rong frowned and shook his head, "What nonsense are you talking about, you little girl, you are becoming more and more suspicious. Ha, woman, I really don't want to bother with you."

"Okay, but don't let your imagination run wild." Xiao Qian'er snorted twice, her fox-like peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him without blinking. "Don't bully Qian'er even in your dreams. Otherwise, I'll bite you."

Zhao Rong was speechless.

I couldn't help but glance at the little girl.

Sometimes he wondered if Xiaoxiao and Xiaoqian'er were born in the wrong womb.

The silly girl Xiaoxiao is suitable to be a silly personal maid, while Xiaoqian'er is more suitable to be a little fox demon, who is smart and clever, but also a little cunning.

At this moment, Xiao Qian'er suddenly looked around vigilantly, then leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Brother Rong'er, tell me the truth. Letting Luo Xiu go and still helping her like this...should we play the long game and catch the big fish?"

Zhao Rong had a blank expression on his face. He pressed her little head with his big hand and pushed her away with great disgust.

What the hell is this sense of déjà vu of a sinister villain plotting something?

"What kind of fish is this? Do you need such a long line? Besides, how can he be a fool? Qian'er, you are very alert. Do you think people are evil and smiling? I think no one is a fool in some things. People know whether they are true or false, good or evil, and whether they are close or distant."

Zhao Rong lowered his head and straightened his sleeves. He stretched out a slender, calloused index finger and tapped Zhao Qian'er's fair brow. "Besides..."

Xiao Qian'er grabbed his index finger, held it gently with her little hand, and said crisply: "Well, what else do you want to say?"

"Besides, even if I'm fishing, Luo Xiu probably won't care if she knows, because those who are willing will take the bait, and she is one of them." Zhao Rong was behind him, looking towards the direction where the quiet flame running at night disappeared, and squinted his eyes slightly, "It is said that a gentleman has a way to deceive others, and the same is true for chivalrous women, heroes, fools and innocent children. I, Zhao Ziyu, will not be a gentleman who is deceived, but I will not be a villain who deceives the world either."

Xiao Qian'er, who liked to listen to someone quietly and sometimes deliberately go against him, reached out and covered Zhao Rong's mouth when she heard this.

She looked at his calm and clear eyes so close to her and shook her head, "You...you are Qian'er's sun, a saint in Qian'er's eyes, and everything you do is right...well, except when you bully me and the young lady."

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned as he looked at the little girl who was frowning but suddenly smiled while talking. He suddenly raised his hand and made a strange gesture.

He spread his palm flat and pressed it on Zhao Qian'er's head, as if to test her height, and muttered softly, "Silly girl, you've grown so tall in the blink of an eye, but you're still so stupid."

Little Qian'er smiled happily.

After she was happy for a while, she thought about it and said frankly:

"Actually, Brother Rong'er, I still think that Luo Xiu is pretty stupid. According to what she told us before, she actually had many choices all along. Even now, she could choose to go back to the Music Bureau, but she chose to make the worst choice.

"If I hadn't met you, Brother Rong'er, I would have either committed suicide tomorrow or lived numbly as a bird in a cage. These two paths were dead ends. How could I be so lucky now that I have a third path with a vast world to choose from?"

As the little girl spoke, she lifted Zhao Rong's left hand, twisted up the sleeve from which he had taken out the silver medal, squinted her eyes and looked inside carefully, as if she wanted to find out some little secret hidden by this big pig's hoof.

Zhao Rong let her turn up her sleeves, then turned his head and quietly looked at the bright moon and the straight river in the distance.

In the night wind, his long black hair, which had been blown dry, fluttered in the air, and Xiao Qian'er reached out to grab it again.

"I'm not stupid at all. I think it's because of her that people feel... that this world is not bad. There will always be people like her who are incomprehensible and will do incomprehensible things. They may be jokes. We treat her as a fool, but our feelings about this world are no longer monotonous and boring. Only in the unevenness can fun be born. These boring days also have some hope..."

Xiao Qian'er was a little confused. "She has been spoiled for a long time. As a girl of the Crescent Moon, she is worshipped by her husband. Then she lives a carefree life, thinking about all sorts of things, looking for so-called interesting things, and meeting interesting people. Ordinary people are still trying to live. How can they have the conditions and needs like her?"

Zhao Rong smiled and patted her head. "Who said that fun is something that only people with no worries about food and clothing pursue? Can't the lives of poor people seek fun? What's the point of living a boring and dull life just for the sake of living day after day?"

Xiao Qian'er grabbed his hand that was touching her head, frowned beautifully, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said gently:

"Qian'er, you've lived a hard life, so you don't like women like Luo Xiu who seem to be well-fed and well-clothed, and who pursue fun without any worries. Rong'er knows all the hardships you've gone through, but you've forgotten the time in the firewood room when the little Chai was really running out of firewood.

"Before the selection of maids in the lobby of the foundling home, although your life was hard, it was not boring because you had hope. From what I heard, you were looking forward to being selected by Uncle Kun, looking forward to saying thank you to the Madam, and looking forward to eating fish again. These were the things that made you feel interesting.

"But later you lost the election in the lobby of the foundling home. I was there at the time, but I saw with my own eyes how dejected you were. It still makes me sad to think about it now. Have you forgotten how you felt at that time?"

Xiao Qian'er tightly grasped Zhao Rong's hand, lowered her eyes and said seriously: "I haven't forgotten, how could I forget, it was so bitter, yes, it was really bitter."

She stared blankly, "So I, Xiao Chai, will remember the sweetness that happened later for the rest of my life!"

Xiao Qian'er sniffed, looked away, and recalled:

"After I lost the election, I felt that everything around me was gloomy. I thought desperately that I would have to stay in this small woodshed forever for the rest of my short life. I would never get fish again, I would be so hungry that I would have to eat wood, and no one would care if I died.

"What's more terrifying than death is the process of waiting for death, the despair and silence. This... should be what Brother Rong'er meant by boring. Looking around, life is full of boring colors and endless suffering..."

Zhao Rong nodded, "If it's boring, then isn't it just a process of quietly waiting to die?"

Xiao Qianer took a deep breath:

"Brother Rong'er, I... I understand a little bit. Luo Xiu took the initiative to sit on your lap in the lobby of Zuixianlou tonight, smiled at you, and dressed so brightly and beautifully to attract everyone's attention. In fact, she was just a walking corpse, just like me in the woodshed. But then you and the young lady appeared, and you became me... my 'interesting'...

"And Luo Xiu, having lost the interesting expectations of the Nine-Sky Moon Palace in the doctrine of faith, has become a gift to you, Brother Rong'er, this feeling is probably equivalent to me suddenly losing you and the young lady at this moment, and I will never see them again, so..."

Xiao Qian'er didn't dare to look at Zhao Rong. She lowered her head and whispered, "Then I will go and seek death too. This world is too boring."

Zhao Rong bent down and tilted his head to look at her, then held the little girl's gloomy face with both hands.

He rubbed her fair and tender face with his big hands, which felt soft and warm.

“Mmmm…Brother Rong, what are you doing…” Xiao Qian’er’s face was wrinkled and her speech was slurred.

Zhao Rong pretended to be angry and said viciously: "You are the only one who can think quickly. You are making up some weird analogies and substitutions. Are you cursing me, Brother Rong'er? You little stinky girl, you dare to murder your own husband!"

Xiao Qian'er was stunned, wrinkled her nose and said, "I, I didn't."

"You are just a second lady, and you dare to talk back? I will teach you a lesson. Wait, don't hide..."

“Mmm, no, no, no… mmm, if you keep rubbing it, it will get smaller, mmm, even worse on top, mmm, Brother Rong’er, you… you bastard!”

"Well, if you keep scolding me..." Zhao Rong continued to concentrate on studying the hundred ways to knead Dandan noodles, but this time he added two new ingredients. He said seriously, "It's okay. Ours is different. After thousands of temperings, it will become more flexible and grow."

"Hmm~" Xiao Qian'er's face was full of rosy glow.

Not long after, Zhao Rong loosened his hand, only to see Xiao Qian'er, who had been hitting him with a red face, now turned her back with a look of anger on her face, adjusting her skirt and clothes, as if she was silently planning the next wave of attacks to hit the bad guys.

However, it seemed that she had gotten over the uncomfortable "empathy" she had just felt, and Zhao Rong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Xiao Qian'er clenched her fist to get rid of the evil for the people, he suddenly said:

"Don't worry. Although Luo Xiu has lost the faith of the Moon Palace, she will definitely find new and interesting things in Xuanhuang Jiuzhou that can give her a reason to continue living."

…

After a while, a young scholar returned to the guest room on the third floor of the inn with the little girl, whose beautiful thighs and breasts were badly damaged but who seemed to have grown stronger.

The young scholar said to the beautiful fairy in the white bellyband with a sad look in his eyes:

"Okay, Fairy Su, it's your turn. The night is long, let's have a good chat."

Su Qingdai: “…”

Soon, in the quiet night, there seemed to be some strange sounds...