Zhao Rongcha returned to the elegant courtyard along the same route.

On the way, he just said hello to the man with a sword who had just avoided the dog food and now reappeared by a stream.

"Morning, Uncle Xiaobai, have you eaten?"

"If you haven't eaten yet, will you make it for me?"

"I'm just asking politely."

"Oh."

"How about... let's eat together?"

"Get lost. You are not as caring as that foxy girl from the Su clan. I sent her to the mansion late at night yesterday. This Su girl grabbed me without asking any questions, then quietly sneaked into the kitchen and made me a midnight snack without saying a word."

Someone thought for a moment and said seriously, "What if she is hungry? Xiaoxiao is still growing taller. Uncle Xiaobai, you are really stupid. You are snatching food from your juniors."

The man's eyelids twitched, his face expressionless: "I was just fed like a little glutton by Miss and Qian'er in Dali, and you're hungry after flying back with me?"

“…”

"That makes sense." Zhao Rong nodded, then sighed: "I didn't expect that Uncle Xiaobai would find out about me teaching Xiao Xiao how to coax the senior. I wanted to be humble at first."

After saying this, without waiting for the sword-holding man with twitching eyelids to get angry, the shameless handsome scholar ran away.

The corner of Li Bai's mouth twitched.

Glancing at Zhao Rong's back.

He shook his head and muttered a few words.

I wonder if the lovely girl Su knew about this, what she would think, which one is worse, Da Huang who used to bully her or her lover who is "bullying" her now?

…

Zhao Rong whistled, walked through the bamboo forest, and came to the gate of the elegant courtyard.

Open the door.

The courtyard was empty.

There were originally some sounds of girls whispering in the main room, but with his entry, the sounds stopped appropriately.

Quietly.

A bamboo horse and a swing are floating in the air.

Zhao Rong walked around them as if nothing had happened. Instead of returning to the main room immediately, he turned and headed towards the kitchen.

Zhuma and Qiuqian, who were just feared by Su Qingdai but were now ignored by someone, turned the tip of their swords and immediately caught up with Zhao Rong.

Follow him into the kitchen.

"what?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the two little guys.

The bamboo horse and the swing circled around the bad guy with some resentment, who had bullied their two mistresses all night and was also in disguise bullying them all night, all night long.

The speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

"Why, are you two little guys hungry too?"

Zhao Rong laughed and said it, of course it was a joke.

He pushed the two cute little guys who were in the way aside, lit the stove, took out some ingredients, and started making breakfast.

Zhuma and Qiuqian looked at each other spiritually, then shook their swords lightly and continued to stay beside the man in green clothes who was concentrating on cooking in front of the stove.

After a while it flew to the left side of his body.

After a while it flew to the right side of his body.

After a while, I carefully flew under him...

Or they are wondering what kind of terrifying powers are hidden in his body.

Or he was looking for where his powerful flying sword was hidden.

The two little guys curiously and closely observed this strange guy who was so powerful that he could bully their mistress all night and leave her without any ability to fight back.

Finally, they even realized that the two hostesses who had rarely been defeated in the past not only lost their weapons, but also shamefully succumbed to the indescribable demonic power.

They didn't understand, but they were greatly shocked.

Zhao Rong, who was thoughtfully making breakfast for his wife, did not chase the two little guys away. Occasionally, he smiled and waved, asking them to help get two bowls and plates from the cupboard.

The two top-grade swords, which were both noble and unrivaled on the mountain, turned their sword tips and looked at each other. They solemnly and cautiously accepted the olive branch thrown by a "mysterious but harmless supreme being" and helped to carry the dishes...

“It works pretty well.”

Zhao Rong muttered.

Soon, he prepared breakfast and put it in a wooden plate. He asked the bamboo horse and the swing to carefully "carry" the plate and follow him back to the house.

Arriving in front of the main wing, Zhao Rong turned around, took the plate shamelessly, then waved his hand to drive away the bamboo horse and the swing.

He pushed the door open and entered the room.

"Qingjun, Qian'er, it's time to eat. Come, come, try your husband's cooking."

No one in the room spoke.

It's also empty.

There was only a green plum standing in front of the door staring at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong glanced and saw that the red gauze curtain of the wedding bed in the back of the room was tightly drawn, and he could vaguely see the bulging bedding inside.

Why are you still lying in bed?

Zhao Rong smiled and walked straight over.

The road from the door to the wedding bed was a mess.

He carried the wooden tray and turned left and right.

Choosing where to step, he passed over the following on the floor:

A large-sized Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion female sword suit, with some parts torn.

A small-sized Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion women's sword suit was crumpled into a ball and thrown on the ground, looking wrinkled.

A vermilion bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks, one of the strings was torn off and no one knew where it went.

A pure white bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers, relatively neatly preserved and intact, lay flat on the floor.

A ball of red and white cloth - look closely. It turns out to be two pairs of underwear, with a faint crotch opening;

One of them was vermilion, the other pure white. They were casually crumpled into a large ball and thrown together at the foot of the bed. It was unknown whether the two pieces were intact or torn, but they looked wet and dirty, with red, white and yellow stains on them, like a jar of seasoning that had been overturned in a studio.

besides.

There were four pairs of embroidered shoes in front of the bed.

Two of the pairs were picked up by Zhao Rong from the two girls' rooms last night.

The two extra pairs of embroidered shoes are even more delicate and exquisite, with almost no wear on the soles, as if they were brand new and had never been used. Of course, now they are lying at the foot of the bed, and the wrinkles on the uppers, except for the soles, make them look dirty, and they must have been used.

But I still don’t know why the three childhood friends in the room took out these two pairs of brand new embroidered shoes in the middle of the night yesterday.

In addition to these, there were also some small pieces of cloth, jewelry and other small items on the ground...

Zhao Rong walked all the way to the bed, casually glancing at the clothes and shoes on the ground. Occasionally he stopped to pick up Qingjun and Qianer's overly private small clothes and put them away.

"Come out quickly, it's time for breakfast, aren't you hungry?"

Zhao Rong put down the wooden tray in front of the bed, picked up the bowl and asked with a smile.

No one spoke behind the red gauze curtain at the wedding.

The big red quilt was swollen and very messy.

A red gauze curtain was squeezed out from one corner of the quilt.

Zhao Rong sat on the edge of the bed and blinked.

He suddenly lifted a corner of the quilt and thrust his head into it: "Look what I found? Two fat, white lazy bugs!"

“Mmmmm!”, “Aaaaah!”

The two girls in the bed screamed in fright.

This lazy sunny morning became lively.

…