"good friend?"

"Yeah." Zhao Rong nodded calmly.

"That's...what a good friend?"

Zhao Rong smiled, "Very good friends."

"Then why haven't I heard my husband mention this good friend? Is he also in Duyou City?" the woman was curious.

"Yes, yes. I didn't mention it... because I was afraid that you would dislike her like Lin Wenruo did. Besides..." He smiled, "She is timid and might be afraid of you."

Concubine Zhao Ling glared at him and said in a reproachful tone, "How do you know that I don't like him if you don't tell me? Besides, I'm not a cannibal. Why would my husband's good friend be afraid of me? Could it be that he's just a bad friend?"

After hearing this, Zhao Rong thought about it seriously, nodded, and then shook his head.

Well, it seems that they are indeed "bad friends".

The man smiled but stopped talking.

He just sat there and looked at his sword fairy wife.

He smiled and watched for a while.

Concubine Zhao Ling also smiled sweetly at her husband.

I didn't ask him why he suddenly stopped talking.

The woman was quiet and under Zhao Rong's gaze, she looked up at the moon outside the window, and then looked back at him.

"Qingjun." He suddenly called out.

"Hmm?" The woman looking at the moon responded and tried to turn her head.

"Don't look back, close your eyes." He stopped you softly.

"What do you want, husband?"

"Nothing, I just want to...give you a gift."

"What gift? Are you going to embarrass me again... Husband, please don't make a fuss, Qian'er is here..." She said some bad words, but her body was obedient and she faced him with her side face, closed her eyes and looked up, as if gazing at the moon.

"I want one too!" Xiao Qian'er, who was standing by, immediately became excited upon hearing that and made a sound like a freeloader.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei shook their heads and laughed.

"Okay, then you close your eyes too, just like Qingjun."

"Okay." Xiao Qian'er put down the bowl in her hand, turned sideways, raised her little face, and imitated her own lady, closing her eyes and looking at the moon.

Zhao Rong stood up, walked to the window and pushed open the wooden window.

Moonlight and breeze enter the house.

Under the moon, the two beauties closed their eyes and looked up.

Two pairs of eyebrows, one long and narrow, the other round and delicate, both with long eyelashes trembling slightly.

The side profile is particularly beautiful.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath, walked up to the two girls, put his hands into their sleeves, lowered his eyes and felt around.

"Brother Rong'er, how about you wipe your mouth?"

"Why wipe your mouth?"

"We just finished eating, there might be some oil stains. Aren't you going to kiss us secretly later? Humph, Brother Rong'er is so old-fashioned. I guessed it right away~" Xiao Qian'er shook her head and snorted smugly, "Brother Rong'er, kiss the lady first and smear the oil all over her face. She will definitely not mind."

"Qian'er, stop making trouble." Zhao Lingfei said helplessly.

"No." Zhao Rong shook his head and replied.

"You stinky brother Rong'er, you're bullying me again..." She said in a coquettish tone, but there was a smile on her little face.

"Because this isn't the gift," he said softly.

"Hey, what is that?" Xiao Qian'er tilted her head slightly, trying to open her eyes a little, but the next second she made a "wuuuu" sound, then covered her forehead that was tapped by him and closed her eyes in grievance, and calmed down again.

Zhao Rong took his hand back and did not answer the little girl's question. Instead, he turned to Zhao Lingfei and asked, "Qingjun, do you still remember... the original agreement?"

"What agreement?" Concubine Zhao Ling was slightly stunned, and then she explained softly, "We have had many agreements. Which one are you talking about, my husband?"

Zhao Rong didn't say anything. He rolled up his sleeves, took out the things in his sleeves, and held them in his hands.

The man turned his head and looked at the bright jade plate in the night sky outside the window together with the two women who closed their eyes quietly in front of him.

The atmosphere in the house was quiet.

Just when the two girls looked a little confused.

"Big fool, little fool, you can open your eyes now." His slightly magnetic voice came.

Zhao Lingfei and Xiao Qian'er, who were looking up, opened their eyes immediately.

Before their eyes,

Each of them had a clenched fist, blocking the place where the bright moon originally was in their vision, replacing it.

Zhao Rong stood in front of the two stunned women and said with a smile:

"I took it off."

As soon as he finished speaking, before they could react out of curiosity, the window that let in the moonlight was silently closed by the sword bag spirit. At the same time, in the sight of the two girls, his fist was quickly retracted, palm facing up, and held in front of them. The hazy moonlight leaked out from between Zhao Rong's fingers...

This set of movements is smooth and very clever.

It seemed like... he really picked the bright moon outside the window and handed it to them one by one.

Concubine Zhao Ling and Xiao Qian'er were stunned. They looked up at Zhao Rong, then lowered their heads to look at the fist that seemed to contain the bright moon.

“Dangdangdang…” he hummed softly.

The clenched fist slowly opened, and a cold moonlight bloomed in Zhao Rong's hand. When the two girls first saw it, they thought it was a "mini moon" lying quietly in his palm.

They looked closely.

It turned out to be an interesting flower.

The petals are snow-white, the nine petals are round and shine silvery, just like the bright moon in the sky.

It is the Jiutian Hangong flower, a specialty of Jiyue Mountain, the bright moon flower above the ground.

One flower per person.

Zhao Rong held up the moon with both hands and said with a smile: "It was the promise I made to you when I followed Mr. Yan to live in the four palaces of Taiqing... the promise of the bright moon."

Concubine Zhao Ling was stunned. She looked at the moon in her hand, then raised her head to look at the person in front of her.

It turns out that he...has always remembered this agreement.

She smiled suddenly and gently lifted her hair behind her ears. "I remember. I remember someone said at that time that he wanted to pick the bright moon and give it to me in exchange for a random wish."

The woman smiled and looked at him with clear eyes.

"Ahem." Zhao Rong also looked at her eagerly and stretched out his hand, just like a childhood sweetheart approaching his childhood sweetheart, awkwardly handing over the candy.

"Here, I picked the bright moon for you, one for you and one for Qian'er. How about it? Your husband is awesome, isn't he? Ahem, Qingjun, you can't cheat." He blinked and coughed lightly. After he finished speaking, as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand, he couldn't help but explain, "This is really the most suitable moon I can pick at the moment... Well, there is actually a bright moon that is more suitable. I have been busy in Dali mostly because of it. It's just that there were some small accidents, so I can't pick it up for the time being... Sorry, Qingjun."

Zhao Rong wanted to scratch his head, but unfortunately he couldn't free his hands.

Xiao Qian'er looked curious.

This was an agreement between the young lady and Brother Rong Er, and she was not present at the time.

The little girl glanced around at the two of them, and seeing that the young lady was smiling but couldn't move, she was ready to reach out and take the Jiu Tian Han Gong Flower from his hand, mainly because she felt sorry for Brother Rong'er and didn't want to see him holding it.

"Don't move, Qian'er." Concubine Zhao Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled lightly, like an elegant kitten. "This requires an arbitrary wish to be exchanged. How can I... let my husband get it so easily? This is just a very common flower... on Jiyue Mountain."

She pretended to be arrogant and cold, and glanced at the Moon Flower in his hand.

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly, opened his mouth, and then closed it.

In the end, he just sighed softly without explaining.

I felt embarrassed and wanted to take the flowers back from my hand.

"Wait." she said suddenly.

Zhao Rong was stunned.

"You... just came home all wet and covered with burns from electric shocks... just to fish out that failed 'moon in the water'?" She whispered with lowered eyes and brows, but couldn't help looking up at the man who had been 'picking the moon' for her.

"ah……"

"I'm asking you, Brother Rong'er, is that right?" Xiao Qian'er was very considerate. She reached out and pulled Brother Rong'er, who suddenly looked a little dazed.

"Yeah." He nodded truthfully, "It's a pity that I didn't catch it. I prepared for so long but there was a small accident... I will definitely do it next time." His tone was a little frustrated and embarrassed.

Concubine Zhao Ling ignored him and continued to ask with her eyes downcast: "In the letter you sent me, you said to pick the moon for me. Did you also mean this 'moon in the water'?"

"Yeah." Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment, but still nodded truthfully.

"Then why you chose to come down the mountain to Dali for the assessment was also for this? To make it easier for Zhaiyue?" She pursed her lips.

"Hmm..." He didn't know where to put his hands, so he stretched them forward and tried to describe it, although he was still vague. "It's actually in a magical furnace. It really is a magical moon. I think you should like it, but... I'm useless. It's still a little short of perfection and needs the purest heavenly thunder to forge it."

Xiao Qian'er opened her eyes slightly. Just the words like furnace, elixir, perfection, heavenly thunder, etc., made the knowledgeable girl vaguely aware of the mysterious and precious "bright moon" that Rong'er brother mentioned.

However, Concubine Zhao Ling remained expressionless, did not change the subject, and was not interested in the details.

At this moment, her heart was only thinking about what she cared about.

"Back in Taiqing Mansion, when we just met and got to know each other, I once went to look for you on a rainy night, but you were not at home. In the end, you returned from outside with wet clothes and dust on your face. Was it also for this 'moon' that needed to be tempered by heavenly thunder?" She stared at him and asked.

Zhao Rong was stunned. He no longer avoided her gaze out of embarrassment, but looked directly into her eyes.

"Is it so?" Seeing that he stopped talking, Concubine Zhao Ling urged anxiously.

The woman with autumn eyes' breasts heaved, as if after the truth was revealed, something turbulent was brewing in her chest.

Zhao Rong pursed his lips.

nod.

The autumn-eyed woman was quiet.

She had vaguely gotten what she wanted.

The little girl next to them also heard something from the conversation and looked at Brother Rong'er with complicated eyes.

"You had just reached the heavenly realm at that time, but you dared to come into contact with the thunder? You foolishly ran out alone on a rainy day, weren't you afraid of encountering danger?" Zhao Lingfei asked softly.

Zhao Rong was silent for a while and shook his head. He didn't think about these things at all at that time.

But Concubine Zhao Ling was no fool and knew the connection between the two.

"That's why you came down the mountain to Dali this time. You lied to me and said that you wanted to gain some experience, so you chose to go down the mountain for the test... But you have this kind of treasure in your possession, and you have to find ways to attract thunder for tempering. It will definitely attract the greed of other cultivators, and you also have to deal with possible images. If you're not careful... Aren't you afraid?" She bit her lip and stared into his eyes.

Zhao Rong shook his head.

"Then why... don't you let us help? Or you can ask Mr. Zhu and others to help." She asked.

"I want to give you the moon, how can I let others interfere?" He said with a smile, and nodded seriously, "You can't do that either."

Concubine Zhao Ling opened her mouth and seemed to want to ask something, but when she got to her lips, she was speechless.

She finally closed her mouth and pursed her lower lips. Then, under the clear and sincere gaze of this foolish man picking the moon, she turned her head slightly, lowered her eyebrows, looked away, and looked at the table beside her.

The woman was stunned and moved.

Inside the house, the man held the "Moon Flower" commonly seen on the roadside in both hands, smiling brightly.

Concubine Zhao Ling remained silent for a long time.

Heart trembles.

Just as a certain sword spirit in Zhao Rong's heart lake said not long ago, what she wanted was never the bright moon in the sky or the treasures on the earth.

But...it's the unique love that the person who cares about her has for her.

The feelings of the man in front of me are brighter and brighter than the moon above my head and the stars in the sky combined.

To her, what bright moon in the world can compare to it?

Zhao Rong didn't know that he had already picked the most precious moon. At the moment, he was a little distressed as to why his wife still didn't accept his things.

At this time, Xiao Qian'er wiped the slightly red corners of her eyes and quietly pulled the corner of the clothes of the stupid Rong'er.

Zhao Rong immediately looked at him for help.

Xiao Qian'er didn't look at him. She also imitated the young lady, turned her head away, bit her lip and lowered her eyes slightly.

At this moment, the two stunning beauties were facing him with their side profiles, lowering their brows shyly.

Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

Then he quickly took action and gently placed the two bright and clean Jiutian Hangong flowers in his hands on their ears and temples.

Concubine Zhao Ling did not refuse, and her long dark eyebrows lowered even more.

Xiao Qian'er tilted her head sweetly and touched the moon flower on her temples.

Zhao Rong smiled and realized it.

This turns out to be a very suitable position and posture for putting flowers on a beautiful woman. Wow, Qian'er understands Qingjun's thoughts best.

At this moment, inside the house.

There are two beauties, one big and one small, whose profiles become even more hazy and beautiful against the backdrop of flower petals and moonlight.

A man was admiring a beautiful woman under the moon.

"The flowers are not beautiful, and the moon is not beautiful." He shook his head slightly and commented.

The two girls frowned, some looking angry and some looking annoyed.

"Not even a fraction as beautiful as the beauty she is." The man stared blankly without moving his eyes.

The beauty's brows were all relaxed.

After a while, a woman spoke.

"My husband gave me the moon, and I want to give him something too. Do you want... the black jade?"

The man shook his head, "I don't want anything. Qingjun doesn't have to accommodate me or give me anything just because of this." This was the truth, and he shook his head again, "I don't want it."

The two girls were stunned; they had never expected this.

"I just... want to chat with you again, Qingjun, please don't be annoyed or impatient." He said with a smile.

"How could that be?" She lowered her eyes.

"That's good." The man sat upright and nodded seriously, "By the way, where were we just now? Did we talk about a bad friend...a good friend?" He wanted to have a good chat with her.

“……”Two girls.

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