The candlelight in the room went out at some point.

It was pitch dark.

But there are three grown men who don't sleep.

They were in the same room, doing an ancient sweating sport... Well, when they got closer and took a closer look, they saw that there were actually only two pretty ladies, one big and one small, doing the exercise, and a young scholar was sitting on a chair in front of the bed, watching with his chin pinched.

People who don’t know, after seeing this scene, would think that it was a beautiful girl and a stunning woman in ** who were completing the task for the owner under the bed.

But in fact, Zhao Rong was watching his nose and thinking seriously about a philosophical proposition - should he stop the fight?

In fact, he didn't know whether Xiao Qian'er and Fairy Su sweated during the exercise. Although it was indeed quite intense, the two women were regarded as fairies by many people outside, with fair skin and bones like ice and jade, and coolness without sweat. It was just that Fairy Su's face seemed to be quite rosy, and she was panting. She was suppressed by Xiao Qian'er throughout the whole process, well, suppressed in every sense of the word.

Zhao Rong had no doubt that if he didn't stop her, Xiao Qian'er would hang Su Qingdai on the beam or on a tree outside and use her as a swing...

"Hush, wait, if they are fighting with clothes on, that's just fighting, I should stop them, but if they are fighting in cool clothes, that should be... **, right? Yeah, that's right, the nature is suddenly different, now it's obviously the latter, so... I won't stop it!"

Zhao Rong whispered to himself, nodded with a slightly enlightened expression, and gradually realized the truth.

Xiao Qian'er was holding Su Qingdai's hands behind her back, taking out a red rope from her sleeve, looking at her brave and delicate body, puffed out her lips, and tied her up with her head tilted.

In fact, the little girl was a little hesitant about **. After all, it was her first time practicing it. But Zhao Rong was present, and she was a little embarrassed and couldn't let herself be exposed.

The authority of the second wife of the Zhao family must be maintained, so she used every possible method that her little brain could think of.

Zhao Rong glanced at little Qian'er who was clumsily tying the knot with her head down, frowned slightly, and almost blurted out "Damn it, Qian'er, the way you tied the rope is wrong."

He swallowed it back hastily.

Well, come to think of it, Xiao Qian'er is also a child, how could she know any rope art method that can highlight the key points and outline the wonderful points? If he said that, wouldn't it be telling the two girls in the room that he is very experienced? Well, although in the previous life, it was only theoretical experience learned by observation, but it would definitely shock the two girls... I don't know what they would think.

Zhao Rong seemed to be hesitant to speak, and in the end said nothing. He glanced at Su Qingdai, whose mouth was sealed. She was shocked and trembling as she made "wuwu" sounds.

But Xiao Qian'er became more and more excited as she tied things up, as if she had found some fun. Well, this stinky fairy who could only seduce Brother Rong'er and had no special skills but was still very brave, she would tie up everything with red ropes wherever it was sticky and brave.

**, the little girl shook her head, looked left and right at her craftsmanship which seemed very immature to Zhao Rong, and nodded with satisfaction.

Qian'er, you still have a lot of room for improvement... Zhao Rong sighed in his heart, then he suddenly bent down and picked up two strange flowers on the ground.

Zhao Rong placed them in his palms and squinted at them in the moonlight outside the window.

The petals are snow-white and crescent-shaped, with about nine petals, forming a bright moon shape.

The Jiutian Han Palace flower flickered faintly under the moonlight. Although stained with the blood of Su Qingdai and Luo Xiu, it was still pure white and its brilliance was restrained.

Looking at the moon-shaped flower with a nearly milky white moonlight, Zhao Rong's heart was moved, and he raised his head and said:

"Qian'er, remove some of the restrictions first. I have something to ask Fairy Su."

Xiao Qian'er nodded, put two fingers together, and tapped at the struggling Su Qingdai.

The next second, the clear voice of the fairy who was in danger of falling into the tiger's mouth was heard again in the house.

"Mmmmm... Let me go, you bad girl! Let me go... Tzuyu, you... you take care of this bad girl. As a maid, you dare to commit crimes against your superiors."

Su Qingdai was shocked to find that she, a cultivator of the Tianzhi realm, could not beat this smiling little girl. She had no choice but to accept this fact and turned to Zhao Rong for help.

Zhao Rong was about to ask a question, but he paused and shook his head:

"Qian'er is not a maid...well, not entirely."

He coughed, "She is the second wife of the old Zhao family. You, you'd better not mess with her, or... admit your mistake?"

Su Qingdai's expression froze. She turned her head with a slightly stiff neck and looked at Xiao Qian'er who was tilting her head and looking at her fiercely.

Zhao Rong thought about it, temporarily put down the Nine Heavens Cold Palace Flower in his hand, sighed softly, and said seriously:

"Fairy Su, even though you believe in fate, I can't say anything. I just hope you can think about it carefully and sort out the whole story. Don't let someone take advantage of you and ruin your life...

"As for your father's and mother's affairs, you can think of a solution. There is always hope. I am ignorant and vulgar, and I really cannot stand such great expectations and visions from you, the fairy."

At this moment, Zhao Rong raised his eyes, looked into Su Qingdai's stunned eyes, and said sincerely:

"I have many things to do on this trip to Dali. I am here to receive gifts. No, I am here to clean up the mess from the previous Fengshan Ceremony. I can't help you with anything. Qian'er and I won't make it difficult for you. Otherwise, you can go now, just like that fairy Luo. The world is so big, there is no place you can't go. Why confine yourself to a prison?"

Su Qingdai calmed down, pursed her lips, and looked deeply at Zhao Rong. Then she lowered her eyes and stared at the folded black skirt beside her, on which the remnants of the starry vision from Nanshan Pinshen Ci were still flowing.

Zhao Rong turned his head and looked at the place where she was looking, and nodded slightly:

"It's just a poem by Nanshan Pin. Just treat it as making friends. You can take it. If you feel guilty and want to repay the favor... well, it's good to have the heart to repay the favor, but there's no need to pledge your body. Ha, I'll be your slave in the next life. To be honest, many women have said this to me. In fact, I'm looking forward to the next life. We're all together... ahem, just kidding. If there's a favor, you can also keep it in your heart and repay it later."

Zhao Rong made a joke, but it didn't make anyone laugh, and the atmosphere in the room became a little tense.

Su Qingdai raised her eyes and glanced at him, her gaze fixed on him. No one knew what she was thinking, and she still didn't say anything.

Xiao Qian'er frowned slightly, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

But Zhao Rong spoke again, his expression somewhat helpless:

"Okay, if you want to stay, you can, but I'll be frank with you first.

"Every place has its own rules, and so does my room. Qian'er is not only my maid, but also my childhood sweetheart, my second wife who has shared my joys and sorrows. I have promised my whole life to her... If she wants to teach you the rules of first come, first served, I will not stop her...

"Well, just like I just stood by and watched when Qian'er dealt with you, there are some things I won't help you with. I will just try to be neutral. So you and Qian'er should handle these miscellaneous matters by yourselves. Just don't go too far.

"Also, I need to tell you that if you insist on entering our Zhao family, you must first get the nod from Madam Qingjun and Second Madam Qianer, and then we can discuss other things..."

Zhao Rong paused and chuckled, "Well, Fairy Su is a stunning beauty, who wouldn't like her? But I am a henpecked man, but I am not lucky enough to enjoy her affection."

As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent.

The stunning woman in a white bellyband frowned slightly, staring at her long, smooth legs that were tied up with red ropes. Her long eyelashes trembled, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Xiao Qian'er, who had been complaining a little, was overjoyed when she heard some of Zhao Rong's heartfelt words. She felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey. She shyly turned away her eyes and didn't look at Zhao Rong. Instead, she stared at Su Qingdai's very brave and perky buttocks, looking left and right...

The atmosphere became increasingly quiet.

But someone just doesn't want to wait any longer.

Zhao Rong suddenly stood up, exhaled, shook his head and said solemnly:

"Su Qingdai, Fairy Su, why bother doing this? You should just go. As for your parents, I agree that I will help you to the best of my ability when I have the chance in the future, but don't hold your expectations too high... Xiao Qian'er, stop making trouble, let her go, and send her away."

"No, no." Xiao Qian'er immediately turned around and shook her head in protest, "How can we let her get away with it like this? I still have a lot of accounts to settle tonight, and we agreed that our Zhao family must firmly believe in free sex and not lose money. Well, I just happen to be in need of a little maid. I've already let one go, and now it's her..."

“Tzuyu.”

A calm female voice suddenly sounded.

Su Qingdai interrupted Xiao Qian'er, who insisted on the old Zhao family tradition, and suddenly raised her head, staring into Zhao Rong's eyes, and said in a serious tone:

"You are not a henpecked person."

She continued with a firm tone and a powerful voice:

"I understand. You are doing this to be responsible to the woman you already have. I know that Tzuyu may seem like a playboy, but she is actually deeply in love."

You know this again? Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched, and he wanted to speak.

However, Su Qingdai seemed to have completely figured something out at this moment. All her previous hesitations and doubts were completely dispelled. Her thoughts were unimpeded, and she spoke in a clear voice:

"I know you already have two women by your side. If you ignore their feelings and accept me directly, I will...will look down on you. But! Tzuyu, you are not such a person...I, I did not choose the wrong person, or fate did not deceive me."

At this point, Su Qingdai couldn't help but feel a little shy when hearing such straightforward love words. She turned her head away and didn't look at Zhao Rong. After a while, she spoke again:

"Tzuyu may laugh at me for believing in fate and calling me a foolish woman, but I just believe that you are my Mr. Right. Now... I am even more convinced. You don't need to say anything more."

Big sister, I'm doing this for your own good. Are you imagining something inexplicably again? Zhao Rong couldn't help but twitch his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "No, you..."

"Ziyu." Su Qingdai interrupted without hesitation:

"Although... our Zhao family already has two women who came first, I don't mind. Which outstanding man in the world doesn't have three wives and four concubines? For example, my father loved mother so much, but didn't he still take two concubines out of love? Well, as long as... we have to distinguish the size of the concubines, it will be fine.

"Besides, there are only two women in our Zhao family right now."

Su Qingdai, whose skin was whiter than snow and whiter than her white bellyband, squinted her eyes and looked at the young scholar in front of her. Her beautiful eyes were full of gazes. Her jade teeth and pearly lips were pink and moist, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid:

"Tzuyu, that's a little too little... It seems that many women are blind and don't see the good in Tzuyu, or this bad girl has another mistress whom she has never met, and the two women are jealous and are on high alert. They want to be the mistress even though they are too narrow-minded? In fact, what's the harm in having a few more... They are petty-minded."

She smiled and shook her head.

This beautiful woman with a cold temperament and dark eyebrows moved her body intentionally or unintentionally, with her beautifully curved body facing the little girl next to her who was staring at her:

She raised her head slightly, and there was a proud smile on the corner of her pretty face. The beautiful eyes that were facing Xiao Qian'er did not look sideways at her, but the tails of her long and narrow eyes were slightly upturned, which was very beautiful, and at the same time had an indescribable sense of pride.

Xiao Qian'er, also a very sensitive woman, understood immediately that Su Qingdai's attitude was a naked expression of contempt and arrogance.

At this moment, Zhao Rong didn't care about Su Qingdai's embarrassing teasing and even declaration of war.

He also didn't care about the "war" between the two women.

He felt a little guilty at the moment, because he did have a beloved little fox demon outside, but he didn't dare to bring him back yet. He was waiting for the right time...

Zhao Qian'er, who was called a 'bad girl' by someone, opened her peach blossom eyes and looked at the stunning woman in the white bellyband who suddenly became brave again, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

How dare you say that the young lady and I are jealous! This is outrageous. Who is being tied up now?

The little girl immediately became angry and decided that only one person would be able to stand up when the sun rose tomorrow morning.

At this moment, Su Qingdai, who was half lying on the bed with her hands tied behind her back, tried to straighten her fair and plump body, raised her proud head like a white swan, and said seriously:

"Tzuyu, even though God is unfair and made me meet you late, please give me some time. Believe me, I will definitely let you know that I am better than these two petty and jealous women in your room!"

"..."Zhao Rong.

“???” Zhao Qianer’s little head turned green.

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