"know."

Hearing the name Su Qingdai, Concubine Zhao Ling nodded and glanced at Xiao Qian'er who also nodded.

She had known this girl named Su who looked a bit like her for a long time.

Well, it’s just one or two days later than when Zhao Rong met her in Xingzi Town.

It can be said that everyone is very familiar with each other now. In the next two days, Concubine Zhao Lingfei even planned to ask Xiao Qian'er to call her to meet her so that she would have a chance to come into the house and offer her tea.

But Zhao Lingfei didn't expect that her husband would suddenly mention this woman during dinner...

Zhao Rong was not surprised when he heard this, he just glanced at Xiao Qian'er.

The little girl didn't look away.

In fact, what he wanted to talk about was not Su Qingdai, he mentioned her just as an introduction.

So he said:

"That day in Xingzi Town, there was another woman who left. You should know something about her."

Xiao Qian'er rushed to ask, "Brother Rong'er, are you talking about... Luo Xiu? I remember that after we released her, she went traveling south. Why are you suddenly mentioning her again? Did she send back a letter?"

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"That's good." Xiao Qian'er breathed a sigh of relief. She thought that this woman named Luo Xiu was just like Su Qingdai, unable to forget Brother Rong'er and sent back letters to harass him...

However, before the little girl had time to relax, Zhao Rong's words came again.

"I met her again."

The two girls were stunned.

Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er looked at each other and couldn't help asking in unison: "When did it happen..."

When they were talking, their pupils shrank slightly and they stopped talking one after another.

It seemed like everyone realized something.

Facing the gazes of the two women, Zhao Rong nodded.

"In the main hall of the imperial mausoleum, it was Luo Xiu who rescued me before you."

"She also has some female companions who have joined the ancient power in the world. At first, they pretended to be the widows of the late emperor of Dali and waited in the side hall of the underground palace for the teleportation array to cool down. However, they didn't expect to catch up with the bloody battle between Qin Jianfu and me in the main hall..."

He sighed softly and shook his head, saying, "Speaking of which, the reason I know the location of this imperial mausoleum and am familiar with the layout of the underground palace is because I accidentally saw them entering the mausoleum in white clothes during a night tour one day. I thought they were poor women who were buried alive, and I wanted to help them..."

Zhao Rong also recounted in detail how he rescued the craftsmen of the imperial mausoleum and how he later ventured to the rear hall to leave them a blood-written will under the pursuit of Qin Jianfu...

After he finished speaking, he looked at the two women who were listening attentively, and said with emotion: "Thanks to this incident, I was able to remember this imperial mausoleum on the way to escape, and escape into it, thereby delaying Qin Jianfu for a period of time, and getting a precious moment to breathe, and prepare for a desperate fight."

Concubine Zhao Ling grabbed his hand and shook her head, saying, "No, this is a gift from heaven for your good deeds. My husband has compassion and kindness, and heaven has given you a glimmer of hope."

Zhao Rong glanced at her.

Qingjun believes more in the retribution of good and evil, and the law of reincarnation.

"Perhaps."

He lowered his eyes, just smiled, and continued:

"After Qin Jianfu and I fought to the death in the main hall, Luo Xiu and her companions came out of the back hall and found me seriously injured. They probably didn't know the situation and thought I was being hunted by a powerful enemy. So, just in case, they activated the formation and took me to the mysterious place they were going to. Well, Uncle Xiaobai also told you that this is a huge relic belonging to the ancient power behind them."

The two girls nodded.

"Although we later went to the imperial mausoleum and found the main hall empty, we were frightened and worried for a long time, but... it was human nature for Luo Xiu to do this, and I don't blame them."

Xiao Qian'er nodded to show her understanding and smiled, but then her expression changed. "Wait, Brother Rong'er, your face!" She stretched out her hand with a trembling voice, wanting to touch Zhao Rong's handsome face, "Could it be... Could it be..."

Zhao Rong let her touch him silently for a while, then nodded and said nothing more.

Xiao Qian'er understood something and became even more panicked.

Zhao Rong turned around and looked at Concubine Zhao Lingfei.

"Qingjun, has Qian'er told you about Luo Xiu's matter?" he said softly.

Of course, what Zhao Rong asked was not simply whether Concubine Zhao Ling knew this Li Nu, but...

"Pure White Cold Palace?" she asked, looking straight at him.

"Yes."

Zhao Rong nodded, raised his hand and rubbed his face hard.

“When I was unconscious in the dragon coffin, dying.

She was put into the coffin.

Saved me. "

Under the candlelight, the air at the dinner table fell into silence.

Zhao Rong looked directly at Concubine Zhao Ling with calmness.

The latter lowered her eyes, her expression revealing nothing, and she did not look at him.

"Miss..." Xiao Qian'er couldn't help but call out Zhao Lingfei, biting her lip in worry.

At this time.

"Where's she?" she asked suddenly.

"I woke up, and she left. She..." He hesitated, then nodded and said seriously, "She didn't want to stay. She's gone to a very, very far place now."

"Where is it?" she asked again.

Zhao Rong was quiet for a while, pursed his lips, and finally spoke, "A place called 'Nine Heavens Moon Palace'."

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at him and nodded slightly.

It seems like he remembered this name.

Zhao Rong looked at her calm face, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but call out, "Qing Jun..."

Then his mouth was pressed by two slender fingers again.

"It's not what you think." She pressed her fingertips on his lips again, her lacquered eyes drooping, "I... am not angry."

Zhao Rong was stunned.

Xiao Qian'er opened her eyes.

Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head slightly, withdrew her hands, and did not look at the curious glances from the two.

She sat upright at the table, turned her head slightly, and looked out the window at the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

"I want to find an opportunity to thank this chivalrous lady named Luo Xiu."

Zhao Lingfei spoke in a calm tone.

She raised her delicate pointed chin, squinted her eyes slightly, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and said:

"She saved... my husband."

Tone of confirmation.

Zhao Rong was even more stunned and felt something was abnormal.

He carefully studied the lady's facial expression, and thought about the tone of her words... After repeated confirmation, he was sure that she was not speaking in anger, but that Qingjun really...

I would like to thank Ms. Luoxiu for her help.

Xiao Qian'er couldn't help but frown her delicate eyebrows.

She looked at the dignified and generous young lady at this time, and felt a little puzzled... The jealous lady was not jealous at all, something was wrong.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at his wife's profile, which was particularly beautiful under the light.

Looking up at the bright moon, she is like a noble and proud white swan. She raises her head gracefully, revealing her slender, white, round neck with a very beautiful curve.

"Qingjun, are you not angry with me or...her anymore? Or are you sulking, or are you holding a grudge?" he couldn't help but ask.

"Qingjun, don't keep it in your heart..."

"What's on your mind?" she interrupted him.

The woman looked at the moon and asked softly, "Why? In your heart, am I such a petty woman?"

“……” He was speechless.

However, he could also hear that her tone was calm, yet contained a hint of resentment.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt relieved.

It's good to have emotions. If the reaction is too calm, it will make him very worried.

Therefore, this reaction should be genuine, not just suppressing anger in one's heart and pretending to be generous.

Xiao Qian'er blinked and muttered, "Hey, isn't it? You're such a jealous person... ugh!"

Without waiting for Concubine Zhao Ling to lower her eyes to look at her, the little girl immediately shut up and was glared at by Zhao Rong.

It’s over. She felt that she would really be spanked by Brother Rong’er in a family manner. Maybe the young lady would help to hold it down…

"No." Zhao Rong continued, shook his head vigorously, looked at her and answered: "In my heart, you are a virtuous wife who is knowledgeable and well-mannered. It is my greatest blessing to have a wife like you."

"Really? You're not trying to fool me?" She bit her red lips, squinted her eyes and looked at the moon seriously, not at him.

Zhao Rong nodded, and then suddenly said a little embarrassedly: "Well, there may have been some misunderstandings before, but not now, it must be, Qingjun is like this in my heart now!"

"Okay." Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and responded.

She is indeed different now than before, having experienced so many things...

In the past, she was his childhood sweetheart, their engaged lover. She could be jealous and have a clear distinction between love and hate.

And now, she is his wife, the first wife of this family. She will stay with him until old age, be his good wife and protect this family...

Zhao Lingfei felt that if she had to use one word to describe this change, it would be maturity.

Not only has my personality matured.

Love has also matured, from childhood sweethearts to... family member and wife.

It sounds like the same thing, but it is completely different.

Concubine Zhao Ling was quiet for a while, then suddenly lowered her head and looked at him with eyes as clear as autumn water:

"My dear, I know what you are worried about. Do you think I am still the same innocent childhood sweetheart who easily lost her mind..."

Zhao Rong wanted to deny it, but she pressed her lips with her finger again.

"My husband, you don't need to explain. That Luoxiu female knight is chivalrous and has a heart of gratitude...

Moreover, her husband was also seriously injured and in a coma at the time, unable to communicate with her. She was eager to save him, so she chose to be buried in the coffin...

I understand Miss Luo Xiu's choice at that time. It was also a kind of destiny that my husband met her who happened to have the Pure White Cold Palace when he was seriously injured and dying..."

Zhao Lingfei paused, then nodded and admitted directly:

"But if you ask me if I am not feeling depressed at all, I will not lie to you, my husband. Of course I am not...

But I understand the situation, some things should be dealt with separately, there are not so many perfect things in the world. Li Nu values ​​chastity the most, she can sacrifice the most precious innocence of a woman to save my husband, this is a fact that cannot be erased no matter how much I try to avoid it, I have emotions, but I must thank her first.

And after saving the man, she did not linger on and ask for repayment, but left decisively and traveled to a place that was difficult for us to find. This in itself shows her attitude towards the matter. Besides..."

She paused again.

Zhao Rong was listening in a daze with Xiao Qian'er. Looking at Qingjun who was a little different today, he couldn't help but ask, "What's more?"

Concubine Zhao Ling's autumn eyes flashed, and the back of her slender hand slid across the curve of Zhao Rong's fair and handsome face.

"Besides, if I am not mistaken, my husband was lying in that dragon coffin with his arms broken and his face disfigured. Most of his body was burned beyond recognition by that old villain with the blazing flames. His skin was charcoal black and covered with blisters from severe burns..."

The more she spoke, the more distressed her voice became. In the end, she pursed her lips tightly, not daring to imagine what terrible things her husband and Qin Jianfu had experienced during the life-and-death battle in the main hall...

"Even so, this girl Luoxiu finally chose to be buried in the coffin, facing her husband who was covered in wounds and bruises. I believe that not all women have such a heroic determination."

Zhao Lingfei's analysis in a clear voice was particularly meticulous, reasonable and logical.

Not that simple, naive woman.

She lightly lifted her hair, raised her chin proudly, and nodded in agreement: "I really want to meet this Miss Luoxiu."

The impression this Li Nu gave her was much better than that of the other Su Qingdai.

At this time, the atmosphere at the table became a little silent.

Zhao Rong felt a little melancholy.

Little Qian'er turned around and hugged Zhao Rong's arm, wrinkled her nose and snorted: "I don't despise Brother Rong'er who is severely burned and covered with bruises. If it were Qian'er, she would definitely put him in the coffin immediately without even thinking about it... Hmm, wouldn't Brother Rong'er smell delicious and bloody after being roasted..." She tilted her head and smacked her lips.

Zhao Lingfei: “…”

Zhao Rong: “……???”

He couldn't help but shudder. He turned his head to look at the little girl who had her arms around his shoulders and her little nose buried in his arm, sniffing. He immediately got goose bumps.

It felt like what she said was true. If she had been there, she would have been even more outrageous than Luo Xiu, who smiled foolishly and drank the blood from his throat... Zhao Rong felt a little numb.

Each one is more wrong than the other...

Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't stand it anymore and tapped Xiao Qian'er's forehead, "Don't talk nonsense."

Finally, she turned her head and looked at Zhao Rong, who was thinking in a daze. She raised one of her bare hands, flattened it into a palm, and placed it on his beating chest.

This is the location of Zhao Rong's heart.

"My dear, I only want to ask one thing."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Rong came back to his senses, took a deep breath and asked.

"Who is the most important woman hidden in here?" She pressed her bare hands on a strongly beating heart.

Zhao Rong looked into her eyes and said nothing.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked at each other and waited for a while.

He still didn't speak.

Inside the house, beside the dining table, two people caught one's eye.

Time passes by every second.

The man didn't speak for a long time.

The woman suddenly smiled, narrowed her eyes, bit her lip and moved her head slightly, avoiding his straightforward and sincere gaze.

She felt a little embarrassed being stared at.

That was his answer.

This is all she needs tonight.

The woman looked at the exceptionally sumptuous meal on the table and pursed her red lips.

At this moment, seeing the lady shyly looking away after asking a stupid question, Zhao Rong blinked and was about to speak. At this moment, Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned around and said to him:

"Actually, I'm quite happy."

"Ah?" He was slightly stunned.

"You are willing to tell me all these things... Actually, if you didn't tell me, I wouldn't blame you, but you still told me.

My concubine,

Really happy. ”

“Really?” He came back to his senses and whispered to himself, “Actually, I was ready to tell you about Luo Xiu and what I experienced in that ancient ruins when I came back yesterday, but…”

Zhao Rong shook his head slightly.

Then look up.

"Then let me tell you one more thing, okay?" he asked her with a smile.

"Okay, what's the matter?" she asked with a faint smile.

"Have I ever told you about what I experienced all the way from Longquan Ferry in Da Chu to Duyou City?"

"I did say that you traveled with a companion who was both your teacher and friend, and he later stayed in the green mountains and clear waters of the Great Wei."

“Yes, but we were not actually traveling together as a group, because a… ‘good friend’ joined us along the way.

so,

We are a threesome.”

"Threesome..."

She muttered in a daze.

"good friend?"

…