Zhao Rong loves listening to stories the most.

Because life is so diverse and varied, it is interesting.

At this moment, he was listening seriously to the beautiful woman whose eyes were gradually becoming deeper.

"That year, Dali had not yet been established as a country. There was a severe drought in several northern counties. The land was barren for thousands of miles, and the barns and wells were empty. My parents took me, who was three years old, to escape. The road was full of starving people heading south, and their faces were like dead trees."

Su Qingdai tilted her head slightly, and scenes seemed to flash through her narrowed eyes.

"Standing, lying, and crouching, they are all human beings. As long as they still have strength, they will get up and continue to walk south, to the rich south where Hanjing is. If you walk a few steps numbly on the road, you can step on a dried-up corpse that has been exposed to the sun for who knows how long.

"That rich south seemed too far away, and the road seemed to have no end. Apart from the people on the road, all living things that could be seen had been eaten by people. Not even a piece of bark was left on the trees. Everything was bare... and so were those people.

"I'm very hungry, Dad is very hungry, Mom is very hungry, but there's really nothing to eat..."

Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er were listening quietly.

Su Qingdai suddenly raised her eyes, looked into Zhao Rong's eyes calmly, and said calmly:

"When I woke up that day, Dad was eating meat and gave me some. Mom wasn't there. Dad said she had gone out to look for food. Later... we left without waiting for her."

She paused.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

Su Qingdai's tone was calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"Two days later, my father and I were hungry again, so he took me to a family and said he would give me enough food, so he kept me. However, he took a child away from the family."

**The stunning woman in a white bellyband who was kneeling stopped talking.

The three people in the room fell into silence.

Seems to be waiting for some result.

Zhao Rong suddenly broke the silence and asked, "How did you survive?"

Su Qingdai took a deep breath and frowned tightly, as if she was trying hard to recall the memories that she had not dared to look back on for a long time.

"I'm just a three-year-old girl. What can I do? I can't outrun those adults. I can only cry my heart out. This is the only insignificant weapon a child can use to resist."

She sniffed, raised her head, and said to Zhao Rong seriously: "I, I am lucky. Someone heard my voice. They passed by and saved me."

"them?"

"They are my current parents." Su Qingdai nodded, paused, and said word by word: "My parents for life."

She continued, "My father was one of the old ministers who followed the previous emperor of Dali in the uprising. In that chaotic era, he saved me when I was still a child. His surname was Su, so I followed his from then on.

“After the late emperor established Dali, my father served as the governor of Nanxing County and brought us here. He devoted himself to Dali and was loved by the people. Later, he took the initiative to resign and chose to stay in Nanxing County.

"Our Su family has gradually become one of the top families in Nanxing County. When I was a little older, the master of Ziwei Pavilion who passed by discovered that I had a good talent for cultivation, so I went up the mountain to practice. Until now, I met you, Ziyu."

This tortuous and sigh-worthy experience made Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er look at each other and digest it for a while.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "There is always a way out. If you can get through this, the world will be bright and beautiful..."

He smiled and said, "Fairy Su, have you finished your story? You haven't answered Xiao Qian'er's question just now."

Su Qingdai said directly: "My parents and many members of the Su family were detained in the south by Zhou Dufu. They were not allowed to return on false charges."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Su Qingdai suddenly said, "Young Master is very smart, it is impossible that he does not know the current situation in Dali."

Her tone was very serious.

"I know a thing or two, you can tell me what's going on."

"The tyrant Zhou in the west has evil ambitions. Right now, the young prince has been elected by all officials, assisted by Empress Dowager Dugu and Prince Li Xian, and the people are convinced. However, he still controls millions of troops and refuses to hand over the military power. He occupies several counties on the western border and disobeys the orders of the court. He intends to split the land and become a marquis, splitting the Dali that the previous emperor worked so hard to build. He is really an ungrateful person."

Su Qingdai frowned and continued:

"My father is loyal to the emperor and his country. Although he has retired from office, he is still concerned about state affairs. He cannot bear to see this. He has great prestige in Nanxing County and several surrounding counties, so he often goes out and uses our Su family's business in the western counties to gather intelligence for the court and monitor Zhou Dufu and the Western Army's every move.

"But I never thought that this old man Zhou Dufu had been keeping an eye on our Su family. Half a month ago, he captured our parents and the members of the Su family. I received the news at Ziwei Pavilion and rushed over in a hurry, but it was too late."

Su Qingdai clenched her fists tightly, staring at the embroidered quilt. The back of her hands turned blue and white from pinching so hard. She gritted her teeth and said, "My cultivation is shallow, and the Su family of Nanxing County alone cannot defeat that old man and his Western Army. If I surrender and beg for mercy, my father has a fierce temper and will commit suicide if he finds out..."

The fairy from Ziwei Pavilion, who shone brightly and was admired by the people of Dali, raised her head and took a deep breath.

"So I went to find the Pavilion Master and asked him for help. Our Ziwei Pavilion is affiliated with the Regent Li Mingyi, and I also wanted to ask Li Mingyi for help, but the Pavilion Master told me that he was powerless. He said that under the current situation, it is impossible for the prince to surrender to Zhou Dufu..." Her tone was a little sad.

"So I asked the Pavilion Master to help me with a spirit writing, using the secret technique of Ziwei Pavilion to find someone who can really help our Su family."

At this point, Su Qingdai stopped, staring at Zhao Rong, and suddenly asked, "Zi Yu, do you believe in fate?"

Zhao Rong nodded and shook his head, "I believe it half."

Su Qingdai stared at him for a moment, then said in a very serious tone:

"Daier believes in fate. Everything has its foreshadowing and cause and effect. When she was young, she was almost eaten by someone. She could only cry and scream helplessly. She was so desperate and hopeless, but she was saved by my father. Now, the Pavilion Master has used a secret technique to help me with the writing of the planchette, and has brought out Daier's savior and the love of her life for the rest of her life."

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you worried that you will be used by Li Mingyi and Chen Er?"

Su Qingdai shook her head, leaned forward, grabbed Zhao Rong's hand, and looked at him with a bit of infatuation:

“They may have their own plans, but just like the looks of those disgusting men, Dale doesn’t care at all. I have my own judgment, and I believe in my feelings and what I see with my eyes.

"Tzuyu, we met at Zuixianlou, and your rare poem from Nanshan helped me break through the bottleneck that had been stuck for a long time. You know, if I was a little hesitant at the beginning, then the moment the stars in the poem entered my body, my heart beat very fast, my eyes and heart were all filled with you, and the feeling was that it was you!

"You can save my parents and my people, and you can lead me to the mountain path without any obstacles. You are my destined one! You suddenly appeared when I was in despair again, just like many years ago. This is fate!"

As Su Qingdai was talking, she became very emotional and suddenly pulled Zhao Rong's hand and pressed it on the position of her heart.

But when Zhao Rong was stunned and had not yet felt the softness, after she finished speaking, she continued to lift his right hand, suddenly lowered her head, and buried half of her pretty face in Zhao Rong's palm.

The stunning woman in a white bellyband leaned against his hand, closed her eyes and said nothing, feeling something quietly.

Zhao Rong turned his head somewhat embarrassedly and glanced at Xiao Qian'er, who didn't say anything.

The atmosphere in the room became quiet.

**, the stunning woman in a white bellyband was kneeling on the bed with her knees bent, still holding Zhao Rong's hand. She lowered her head and gently stroked his palm, while quietly waiting for him to digest.

Zhao Rong lowered his eyes and remained silent, thinking about something.

Su Qingdai's words did explain the whole story clearly, although there might be some omissions in some links, well, some things that make people wonder, such as...

"He even believes in the mysterious spirit writing... He must be a fool..." Zhao Qian'er hugged her chest and couldn't help but whispered.

"You are the fool." Su Qingdai opened her eyes and replied.

"Say it again." Xiao Qian'er put down her arms that were crossed on her chest and encouraged.

"You're a fool." Su Qingdai glanced at a part of Xiao Qian'er's body that was exposed, and while playing with Zhao Rong's fingers with her jade fingers, she nodded and said affirmatively: "Well, you're still a 'little' fool."

A certain word was pronounced with great emphasis.

Zhao Qian'er nodded and confirmed again: "Well, so you are very brave?"

Zhao Rong, who had just come back to his senses from his thoughts, quickly dissuaded him, "Alright, alright. Fairy Su, your explanation just now is not bad..."

But just as he was about to change the subject, he was interrupted by Su Qingdai.

She had long been fed up with Xiao Qian'er. She glanced at the little girl and said calmly, "Of course I am brave. I am brave in every way. But what does it have to do with you? Oh, you are indeed not as brave as me."

As she spoke, she stood up, showing her proud body in front of Zhao Rong and Zhao Qian'er.

She turned around and smiled, "Tzuyu, do you think I am brave?"

Zhao Rong: “…”

Xiao Qian'er smiled, and the next second a flying sword appeared out of nowhere and flew out...

"Wait, you guys, you guys..."

Zhao Rong couldn't help but open his eyes wide, and swallowed back the words "Stop fighting, stop fighting" because the battle was over...

"Impossible! You! You!" Su Qingdai panted, her beautiful eyes wide open, somewhat unbelievable.

"What do you mean? Now let me see how brave you are." Xiao Qian'er looked down at him and said with a smile.

“You…don’t…”

“Bang!”

A crisp sound.

"Um... wuwu..." Su Qingdai was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to cry.

"Hmm." Xiao Qian'er bit her lip and ignored all this. Instead, she tilted her head and looked at the palm that had just measured a certain part of Su Qingdai.

However, Zhao Rong's focus at this time was a little strange.

"Xiao Qian'er, you're too fast. I can't see it clearly yet..." He couldn't help but complain.

Well, it doesn’t matter if a woman wears cool clothes to fight or something, I just want to observe Qianer’s swordsmanship.

It's just... it's too fast, Xiao Qian'er, you're fighting across realms, one is in the late Haoran realm, the other is in the early Tianzhi realm... Although I guessed that my second wife's title of Sword Immortal Embryo was not made up randomly, and her sword cultivation is very special and has great killing power, but at this speed...

Is this the sword immortal embryo who stands at the top of the four Taiqing prefectures where geniuses gather?

Or is it that Su Qingdai is too lame? But she is also the proud daughter of the well-known Ziwei Pavilion in Dalishan Mountain. Her cultivation and methods must be extraordinary.

Although Su Qingdai might have underestimated her enemy, she did not expect Xiao Qian'er to be ruthless and taciturn, but she was still able to defeat him with overwhelming force.

Looking at Su Qingdai who was completely subdued by Xiao Qian'er, Zhao Rong was speechless.

At this moment, Xiao Qian'er, who was riding on the beautiful woman in a white bellyband with a very brave figure with an indescribable movement, slapped twice, and slapped a certain perky part that she had long disliked.

Su Qingdai: "Um...you you! Um."

The next second, her mouth was sealed.

Xiao Qian'er sneered: "Is this all the brave fairy is? You're still being stubborn with me. I'll teach you the rules of the Zhao family tonight!"

She was riding a big horse, and she shook her small body left and right on the "mount" under her, and said to Zhao Rong with a faint smile:

"Brother Rong'er, didn't you see it clearly? Well, you must watch carefully next time."

Zhao Rong, who was at the center of the conflict between the two women and caused the dispute, was hesitating whether to leave. After hearing this, he shamefully stopped. "Look, what are you looking at..."

If you say that, I won't leave.

"It's late at night, this...is not good."

"Oh, then go away. This is my maid. You are not allowed to look at her."

How can this be!

"Hehe, you guys go ahead and just pretend I don't exist..." The young scholar said this, but he honestly sat on the chair and would not move even if he was beaten to death.

Well, he had to stay and think carefully about the philosophical proposition "My maid's maid is not my maid".

Su Qingdai: “!!!”

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