"Everyone has the right to choose. As long as you don't regret your choice in the future, it's the right one."
At this time, facing Su Qingdai's confident declaration of war, Zhao Rong, who was between the two women who were staring at each other fiercely, did not comment, but nodded slightly and said something.
"If you want to stay, then stay."
Zhao Rong lowered his eyes, not looking at their gazes, and turned back to his chair.
The "stage" was returned to Zhao Qianer and Su Qingdai.
Xiao Qian'er's pretty face was cold and she took a step forward silently.
Su Qingdai straightened her graceful waist and subconsciously shrank back at this moment, but she seemed to react quickly, keeping her waist straight and glancing at Xiao Qian'er with proud and unyielding eyes.
"Tzuyu is right beside me. Your sneak attack just now was nothing. If you have the guts, let me go, let me put on my clothes, and let's do it again. Humph, but it doesn't matter. I don't think you dare. I admit defeat tonight, and I'll kill you or cut you into pieces."
"Alright, I'll untie you, let's do it again." Xiao Qian'er nodded even though she knew it was a provocation, and readily agreed. She suddenly calmed down at this moment, and while she was about to remove the restraints and untie the rope for Su Qingdai, she muttered:
"We'll have to change the way we tie the bed later... How about tying the four corners of the bed in a cross shape..."
“…”Su Qingdai.
"etc."
At this moment, Zhao Rong seemed to have remembered something and suddenly spoke, "Qian'er, Fairy Su, wait a moment. I have something else to ask you."
He raised his hand, spread his five fingers, revealing the two Nine Heavens Cold Palace flowers on his palm, and smiled at Su Qingdai:
"Tell me about this, all you know."
Zhao Rong always felt that the halo above looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.
Su Qingdai tilted her head slightly, "Zi Yu, you are not allowed to call me Fairy Su. You can... call me Qingdai or Dai'er."
Zhao Rong nodded, "Okay, Miss Su."
“…”
Su Qingdai thought about it and didn't say anything. After all, Miss Su seemed closer than Fairy Su. As for intimate nicknames like Qingdai and Dai'er... well, take your time.
She nodded, "This flower comes from Jiyue Mountain."
"Moon Festival Mountain?"
"Well, our highest mountain above the ground never has any accumulation of ice or snow. The sky is clear all year round for a thousand miles. However, there are thunders in the sky on the top of the mountain, but the thunder is invisible to the naked eye. Everything you look up and down is a wonder... There are Jiutian Han Palace flowers all over the mountain, like dandelions, blown by the mountain breeze. However, the moon has not appeared on Jiyue Mountain for a long time..."
Zhao Rong supported his chin with his hand and listened quietly.
…
Within a stick of incense.
Su Qingdai paused again and again, and someone asked again and again. She finally finished telling everything she knew about Jiyue Mountain and Jiutian Han Palace Flowers. At this time, looking at Zhao Rong who was touching his chin thoughtfully, Su Qingdai couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
"Are you finished?" Xiao Qian'er said calmly.
Su Qingdai looked away from Zhao Rong, smiled faintly, and nodded. "Zi Yu should be fine now, we can do it again."
Her calling of "Tzuyu" sounded very arrogant to some people.
At this time, Zhao Qian'er nodded again and stretched out her hand...
Soon, Xiao Qian'er freed Su Qingdai from the restrictions and the red rope.
The woman in a white bellyband, who looked cold yet charming, twisted her wrist, glanced at Zhao Qian'er, and snorted.
Xiao Qian'er glanced at Zhao Rong, who seemed to be lost in thought, and then returned to normal.
The atmosphere between the three of them became a little strange.
At this time, Su Qingdai bent her legs and half-knelt, stretched out her hand, and put on the robe with flowing stars. While putting it on, she squinted slightly, and looked vigilantly at the pretty girl who was waiting for her with boredom and yawning.
As time went by, the atmosphere between the two women gradually quieted down, as if one of them would suddenly attack in the next second.
"Hey, are you done? Say something." Xiao Qian'er said impatiently, "You're so slow. Your hands and feet are so clumsy, how can you be my maid?"
Su Qingdai smoothed her messy black hair and tied it up again with a white ribbon, "Come on."
Xiao Qian'er's impatient expression suddenly disappeared and she tilted her head and smiled.
The next second, the room was pitch black.
A pot of greenery ten feet away from the bed had one-third of its green leaves broken off.
A black belt was broken on a slender waist that could be held in one hand.
A bed slumped slightly.
It all happened in a flash.
However, Zhao Rong was sitting steadily on the chair, leaning his body, with one hand on the armrest, supporting his chin, squinting his eyes, and a thoughtful look on his face. He ignored the second fight between the two women for status and thought about his own affairs.
The reason why Zhao Rong gave Su Qingdai to a little girl and let her do whatever she wanted, apart from the old Zhao family rules he made up, was not because Zhao Rong had any special hobby of whipping beautiful women.
But just like what Zhao Rong said to Xiao Qian'er at the beginning, he adhered to the principle of only believing half of every word uttered by this beautiful fairy who came here for free, so it was safest to let her stay under Xiao Qian'er's nose.
"Jiyue Mountain... the thunder that can only be heard... I wonder if this class's can do it. I'll ask that lazy guy later..." Zhao Rong muttered and fell into deep thought.
The young scholar didn't pay much attention to the familiar scene: a stunning woman with a slim waist and long legs who had just put on a black dress was stripped naked again, her hands were spread out in a "big" shape and tied to the four corners of the bed, like a little white sheep, with a petite and lively girl riding on her body.
Xiao Qian'er was taking out the red rope again, looking at the little white sheep with great interest, which was making "Mmmmm Woo Woo Woo" sounds in its mouth. She lowered her head and looked left and right, as if she was thinking about where to start to tie it up.
Obviously, this clever little girl who is good at thinking and keen on exploring the mysteries of rope art will definitely improve her skills this time...
A defeated beautiful fairy: "Mmmmm..."
Zhao Rong, who was standing by, blinked twice, but didn't pay much attention to their mischief and didn't intend to intervene.
Su Qingdai had said before that she would "kill or chop her up", but it was not really that exaggerated. After all, how could Xiao Qian'er have any bad intentions? However, the next second, Zhao Rong, who was distracted, caught a glimpse of Xiao Qian'er's eyes and she took out something flexible and slender after her eyes lit up.
His eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and he quickly turned his head.
"Woo! Woo! Woo!" The nasal sound of a woman with her mouth sealed suddenly became heavy.
The young scholar swallowed and looked at the soft whip with some thorns in the hand of the pretty girl.
This... this is what we use to draw dragon horses during the day, wow!
Now I want to smoke...Rouge Horse at night?
"Qian...Qian'er, why, why is it so?"
The pretty girl riding the snow-white rouge horse did not respond to Zhao Rong immediately, but whipped the horse hard in the air.
“Crack!”
Zhao Rong's eyelids twitched.
Xiao Qian'er was looking at the soft whip at this time, twisting the few thorns on the whip with two fingers, nodding her head in satisfaction, and muttering, "Hmm, not bad."
Zhao Rong swallowed again, and the little girl lowered her head and raised her fingers, saying to him without raising her head:
"Brother Rong'er, we agreed that you are not allowed to interfere. Stay away and don't get involved."
"Qian'er, why don't we... change it? It's late at night, what if someone hears us?" Zhao Rong said with a serious face, and at the same time moved the chair back calmly... Well, for safety reasons, he moved it back again.
Xiao Qian'er ignored him.
Tonight, she will sweep across all the peaks, cleanse the valley, bring peace to the world, and revive the Zhao family tradition!
The little girl's face was tense, she pointed her finger and pronounced in a crisp voice:
"Six teeth marks, eighteen times of flirting, twenty-nine times of calling me 'Tzuyu' without any respect, and twice of calling me 'fool' and 'little fool'. Um, 'little fool' twice, for a total of..."
"snort!"
“Crack!”
She raised her proud little head, eager to try, and whipped the whip again, saying proudly:
"Fifty times! Take fifty lashes from me tonight!"
Zhao Rong, who looked reluctant, and Su Qingdai, who was struggling, were both stunned.
"Huh, isn't it fifty times?" the young scholar couldn't help but ask.
"Stupid brother Rong'er, make it even!"
Zhao Rong asked curiously: "Rounding it off, shouldn't it be sixty lashes?" Who did you learn math from?
"..."Su Qingdai, who was whipped four more times for no reason, said, "Wuwuwu..."
"Round up?" Xiao Qian'er tilted her head and looked down at her ten fingers, "Hmm..."
The next second, she retracted her ten fingers, waved the whip in her hand, and said heroically: "One hundred whips!"
Zhao Rong was full of black lines: "..."
Su Qingdai, who rounded up to 100, said: "Woo——!!!"
You definitely did that on purpose!
The pretty girl, who was riding a rouge horse with her hands on her hips, blinked. The next second, she unilaterally declared that everyone's objections were invalid and cracked the whip with satisfaction...
Good arithmetic, the needle doesn’t poke, the needle doesn’t poke.
…
It was a sunny day.
It was a rare hot morning on this autumn day.
A hundred miles away from Hanjing, beside the official road outside an open-air tavern, a large number of dragon horses were lingering, snorting from time to time.
There was an old horse not far away, eating wild grass on the roadside without being picky about what it ate.
At this time, many people were stopping to drink and rest in the open-air tavern.
But the atmosphere at the table was a little weird.
Looking closely, most of the people's attention was focused on a wine table in the center.
There are four people at the table.
A young Confucian scholar and a wealthy old man sat face to face.
A petite and pretty girl tilted her head to look at the wealthy old man who looked amiable and kind.
Next to him, a stunning woman in a black dress was holding a wine jug in one hand and holding the young scholar's hand in the other, her eyes fixed on the wealthy old man.
At this moment, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the wealthy old man and the young scholar looked at each other and spoke slowly:
"Everyone in your Su family will be able to return to Nanxing County tomorrow, but you are not allowed to set foot in the western counties again."
He turned to Su Qingdai and said softly:
“Fairy Su, I agree to this matter out of consideration for Master Zhao, but I also hope that you can also consider Master Zhao’s consideration and restrain your father and the Su family members in the future, otherwise it will be disgraceful next time.
"Also, all of your Su family members must be returned to me, but all your businesses on the border must be left behind. How about that?"
Su Qingdai lowered her eyes, her face a little excited, then she took a deep breath, raised her head and said seriously: "Okay."
She turned her eyes away slightly again, "Thank... Thank you, General."
Zhou Dufu didn't have much to say, so he nodded slightly:
"That's great. Although my thanks are somewhat insincere, I'm not that petty. Remember your promise and persuade your father to let Su Shi be more clever and stay in the middle. Don't be stupid and rush forward first. So, don't thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank Mr. Zhao."
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Su Qingdai lowered her beautiful narrow eyes, was silent for a while, and then nodded heavily.
After that, she became silent, and did not look at Zhao Rong to say thank you or anything. Instead, she quietly picked up the wine pot and poured wine for Zhao Rong and the others, looking very quiet.
Xiao Qian'er next to them was very observant. She looked at the hands of Su Qingdai and Zhao Rong that were clasped together. She saw that the cold fairy from Ziwei Pavilion was still holding Zhao Rong's hand. The latter had clearly loosened his five fingers, but Su Qingdai just wouldn't let go.
At this moment, the places where their palms and fingertips touched each other turned blue and white due to the pressure.
Seeing that this new maid was so bold and ignorant, Xiao Qian'er wrinkled her nose, but she couldn't get angry in front of so many people.
So, the little girl who was a genius in calculations in Zhao Rong's eyes secretly encouraged herself and started to calculate again...
Of course, Zhao Rong also felt the tremendous force coming from his hand, and had a slight insight into Su Qingdai's inner thoughts at the moment, which were not as calm as she seemed on the surface.
It's just that he felt helpless... Hey, hey, you're not imagining anything again, are you believing in fate even more?
The young scholar tried to pull it out, but failed.
Because Su Qingdai is too tight.
It’s over. Maybe she really believes that I am her soulmate... He was speechless at the moment.
The current issue was finally resolved with the help of Zhao Rong.
Su Qingdai put down the wine jug, freed her other hand, and covered Zhao Rong's right hand with both hands.
She ignored Xiao Qian'er's sharp eyes like a mathematician, and sat on the same bench, leaning against Zhao Rong's slender body.
This famous ice fairy on Mount Dali lowered her head slightly, leaned quietly and obediently on the shoulder of her true love, and held his hand.
This scene attracted many people's attention.
Zhao Rong, who struggled but failed, couldn't help but feel resentful.
In the past, Xiaoxiao also liked to pull his belt. Later, after meeting Brother Wenruo, he also liked to grab men's hands. Now in Linlu Academy, Brother Yiwu also has this tendency from time to time...
Damn it, I am just a small Ascending Heaven Realm cultivator, how can I defeat you fox demons, fairies, and cultivation geniuses, please let me go...
At this moment, Zhao Rong very cleverly turned around and glared at Xiao Qian'er.
That's right, glare at her.
Keep an eye on your maid!
The little girl was slightly stunned. She was at a loss for words after Zhao Rong's act of being the first to complain.
After temporarily alleviating these minor conflicts in the Zhao family, Zhao Rong turned around and looked at the amiable and wealthy old man in front of him...