Chapter 631 Giving Junior Sister an Injection [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]
Ouyang Rong turned around and glanced at Rong Zhen.
The latter was casually observing the surrounding scenery, seemingly uninterested in the conversation between the two senior and junior disciples.
"I understand, junior sister, please wait a moment."
Ouyang Rong whispered something in Xie Lingjiang's ear, then turned and walked towards Rong Zhen.
Approaching Rong Zhen, Ouyang Rong said shyly:
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency, the little princess of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion has urgent business with me, so I must return first. By the way, did Your Excellency invite me to lunch just now?"
"Weren't you going back? Why are you still eating?" Then he asked, "Why aren't you leaving with your precious junior sister yet?"
Rong Zhen's crisp and straightforward words left Ouyang Rong speechless for a moment.
That was a really tough conversation to keep up with.
However, Ouyang Rong was quite shameless.
"I was just afraid that Your Excellency might have something important to attend to, and I might have overlooked it..."
Rongzhen interrupted and said:
"If I had urgent business, would I have let you go back so easily? Tell me, is our official business of building the Donglin Buddha for His Majesty more important, or your private business with the Prince of Xunyang's mansion? I don't know if Scholar Ouyang can figure it out, but I certainly can."
Rong Zhen's pretty face was tense, she spoke with a strong sense of justice and a loud voice, which made a woman in red, who was waiting with her hands behind her back not far away, turn her head frequently.
Some passing female officials... hilarious, not a single female official passed by this way.
Perhaps it was because the three of them together were too conspicuous, or perhaps it was because the younger brother-in-law, Wang Caozhi, was constantly working on behalf of his good brother-in-law, but no one came to the camp entrance for a long time.
"So what are you doing standing here, Scholar Ouyang? Why aren't you leaving?"
Rong Zhen's tone was icy, but at this moment, she noticed that Ouyang Lianghan's stunned expression had disappeared, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Rongzhen suddenly added:
"What I mean is, there's nothing important here. You can go about your personal business. I have no complaints, so don't overthink it."
She turned her head away, seemingly very impatient with the repeated explanations, but out of consideration for her colleague, she had to say it.
Ouyang Rong relaxed his brows, glanced at the palace-dressed girl in front of him whose tone of voice could sometimes easily cause misunderstandings and conflicts, and nodded:
"I understand. Thank you for your understanding, Ms. Rong. I understand you as well. We are colleagues, and understanding should be mutual."
"So long-winded, just like that old senior." Rong Zhen said stiffly, gazing into the distance.
Ouyang Rong stopped in his tracks: "Which senior are you?"
Rongzhen pursed her lips:
"If you don't have anything else to do, you can stay for lunch later. We could get to know each other at the table. But you have important personal matters to attend to right now, so let's skip it and talk about it another time."
Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Okay, by the way..."
He seemed to remember something, and turned around to say:
"Last time, the Lady asked me to look for a peach blossom grove around Xunyang City. I'm sorry, there's no progress yet. If we find it, I will inform you immediately."
The matter of finding the peach blossom grove was something Rong Zhen casually mentioned during the interrogation of prisoners in the state prison last time, and Ouyang Rong later sent people to look for it.
"OK."
"It's nothing important, is it?" Ouyang Rong said jokingly.
"Not really, it's just fulfilling a senior's wish."
"This old senior is quite interesting."
“You two might get along well,” Rongzhen said softly, glancing at him.
Ouyang Rong smiled.
After giving his instructions, Ouyang Rong turned and left.
"Wait a minute, did your junior sister buy that hairpin herself, or did you give it to her as a gift?"
Rong Zhen suddenly called out to Ouyang Rong.
"Huh?" Ouyang Rong turned around in confusion.
He seemed lost in thought and didn't immediately react: "What did Lady Rong say? What hairpin?"
Rongzhen waved her hand: "Never mind, it's nothing, you should go now."
After saying that, she turned and left first, her steps quick, disappearing in an instant.
Ouyang Rong immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
After returning immediately, he took Xie Lingjiang with him, boarded a carriage together, left the Xunyang Grottoes camp, and drove back to Xunyang City.
Inside the car, Xie Lingjiang tilted her head and asked:
"My senior brother is really giving me face; he has to explain a lot to this lady just to get back to the city."
With no outsiders around, Ouyang Rong leaned back and lay on his junior sister's long, shapely legs, casually grabbing one of her soft hands and gently stroking and kneading it.
He asked with a puzzled look, "Why are you two arguing, Junior Sister?"
Xie Lingjiang suddenly calmed down:
"Who's angry with her? She has the nerve to say that Senior Brother is clueless. I think she's the one who's clueless the most."
She paused, then pointed to her face:
"I'm not angry at all. Senior Brother, you didn't see me being angry."
Ouyang Rong sighed helplessly, "What's wrong with you? Why are you upset?"
"Don't get so angry that you develop nodules."
"Nodules? What are those?" Xie Lingjiang asked, puzzled.
These were some strange and unusual terms coming out of her senior brother's mouth, but she was getting used to them and even became quite interested, always wanting to get to the bottom of things.
Ouyang Rong coughed and remained silent.
After a while, Xie Lingjiang calmed down, cupped Ouyang Rong's face in her hands, and began to massage his brows.
Ouyang Rong closed his eyes, preparing to enjoy himself, but unexpectedly Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:
"The hairpin that lady was wearing just now looks familiar... Senior Brother, is she following the trend too?"
Xie Lingjiang asked, while simultaneously removing the jade hairpin adorning her hair and squinting as she examined it.
Ouyang Rong lay on her lap, and as she examined him with her delicate hand, the hairpin swayed back and forth in front of him.
Ouyang Rong couldn't help but worry. If his junior sister accidentally slipped, wouldn't the tip of the hairpin stick into his handsome face?
Ouyang Rong maintained her composure, keeping her eyes straight ahead, and calmly replied: "Everyone has a love for beauty, and Your Excellency is also a woman."
"That's true, humph, anyway I didn't spend any money." Xie Lingjiang's pretty face was a little happy, her mood improved, and she put the mandarin duck jade hairpin back into her hair.
Ouyang Rong breathed a slight sigh of relief and took the initiative to say:
"If Junior Sister gets angry, she can think about the matter of the Butterfly Love Flower Master. Would Junior Sister still be angry then?"
Xie Lingjiang narrowed her eyes and slowly nodded:
"So that's why Senior Brother is so patient with her? Is he willing to put up with her bad temper when they're together?"
“Otherwise,” Ouyang Rong sighed, sounding a little embarrassed. “Anyway, every time I think about it, I feel that Lady Rong is a pretty good person. And the more Lady Rong trusts me, the more guilty I feel. So I naturally have to be nicer to her. How could we be ungrateful?”
"Hmph, another idiot."
Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and hummed softly, her mood improving considerably.
After all, this lady was still in the dark, and from an outsider's perspective, a sense of superiority arose spontaneously.
At this moment, Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, accidentally bumping into Xie Lingjiang's arms. His forehead felt like it had hit a water bag, and his head swayed for a moment before he came to his senses. It was unclear which of them stopped first.
"Is Senior Brother alright?"
Xie Lingjiang felt a pain in her body, but her first instinct was to hug her senior brother's head and look at his forehead with concern.
"It's nothing, cough, what could possibly happen? It's not like it's broken."
Ouyang Rong snapped out of his daze, waved his hand, but couldn't help glancing around a few times, as if he was genuinely afraid of hurting himself, though not his head.
"What are you doing?" Xie Lingjiang blushed as she noticed the gaze.
“Okay.” Ouyang Rong nodded in agreement.
The next instant, before Xie Lingjiang could react to what her senior brother had agreed to, she suddenly felt herself lose her balance. When she came to her senses, she was already in her senior brother's arms, straddling him with her legs, facing him.
Ouyang Rong nodded: "This sitting position is much more comfortable. The carriage is too small, and it's too cramped for two people to sit side by side. We have to sit like this. However, Junior Sister is a bit heavy..."
"Don't say that!" Xie Lingjiang, who had been blushing and burying her face in her chest, suddenly looked up and scolded, "You're the one who's heavy."
Ouyang Rong blinked.
Before Xie Lingjiang could spit at him again, Ouyang Rong had already smoothly changed the subject:
"Furthermore, given the current situation in Xunyang City, we cannot afford to antagonize Lady Rong, especially the Xunyang Prince's Mansion. Junior Sister, do you understand? If I were from the Wei family, I would strive to win over Lady Rong, who is relatively neutral..."
"Because Lady Rong's position is crucial. This joint petition to the court for assistance is also due to that... We must be polite to Lady Rong. We should tolerate her unique personality traits as much as possible... Besides, after spending so much time with her, I've found that Lady Rong isn't as harsh and difficult as rumored. On the contrary, she seems to be somewhat cold on the outside but warm on the inside..."
Ouyang Rong recounted the story earnestly.
Xie Lingjiang was slightly taken aback, but listened quietly.
The two remained face to face, with Xie Lingjiang sitting on Ouyang Rong's lap.
Ouyang Rong held her waist with both hands, his palms resting on her waist, barely moving, and spoke softly.
Xie Lingjiang was initially a little wary of her mischievous senior brother, so she placed her hands on his chest to keep her distance.
However, in this sitting posture, his legs were already tilted inwards, causing Xie Lingjiang's body to have an inertia that made her slide into his arms.
Seeing that Ouyang Rong was speaking earnestly and his hands were behaving properly, Xie Lingjiang simply lowered her upper body and gently nestled in his arms, listening intently.
The hair tickled Ouyang Rong's nose a little, and Xie Lingjiang tilted her head slightly.
"Why does it seem like my senior brother is being very patient with me today, talking about this?"
Ouyang Rong said sincerely, "There are some things that need to be explained to Junior Sister. We need to communicate with each other. Recently, Junior Sister has been staying at the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, and we haven't chatted for a long time."
"You know that too?" Xie Lingjiang raised her head, turned her head and rolled her eyes at him: "Every time you come, it's either to see the Prince or to see Sister Guo'er."
Ouyang Rong had no choice but to remain silent, knowing he was in the wrong.
"Also, why has Senior Brother suddenly become so well-behaved?" Xie Lingjiang asked suspiciously.
Ouyang Rong, with a serious expression, raised both hands and said, "Alright, did I bump into you and hurt you? Shall I rub it?"
"Don't even think about it."
Xie Lingjiang blurted out, then shyly refused.
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Rong nodded directly without haggling:
"OK."
Xie Lingjiang was slightly stunned, but could only nod and bury her head in his chest again.
So the two remained seated facing each other, quiet for a while, with only the occasional jolting of the carriage remaining.
In the midst of silence.
Ouyang Rong heard a cold snort suddenly come from the small, dark-haired head buried in his chest:
"Hmph, whatever you want."
Ouyang Rong chuckled.
After thinking for a moment, he reached out with one hand to rub Xie Lingjiang's small, red earlobe, and with the other hand to check if his future son's cafeteria had been damaged. Without blinking, he whispered in Xie Lingjiang's ear, "This is a top priority for the family," which earned him a scolding and spit from Xie Lingjiang.
However, the moment his hand squeezed in, it was nervously grabbed by the beauty's two soft hands. Judging from the half-pushing, half-yielding force, it wasn't a refusal, but rather... a form of supervision? Three hands squeezed into the cafeteria together, yet it didn't feel crowded at all, a testament to the spaciousness and delicious food his future son would enjoy there...
Ouyang Rong sighed with emotion. His junior sister was truly exceptionally talented. Even the seemingly powerful female warrior Fang would have to admit defeat. The latter was ostentatious, while his junior sister was unassuming and tried her best to conceal her abilities. Clearly, she was slightly superior in terms of cultivation level.
As the saying goes, "You can't see the true face of Mount Lu because you're standing in the mountain." This aptly describes the current junior sister.
Xie Lingjiang had no idea that her senior brother had so many poems and rhymes on his travels.
As time went by, she lowered her head further, which was resting on Ouyang Rong's shoulder. Just as she was lost in thought and felt that all was quiet around her, she felt a slight pain and suddenly realized that her senior brother was close to her ear.
"This is just a nodule, and you still say you're not breathing."
Ouyang Rong squeezed the hand to indicate this, while simultaneously explaining in a low voice.
The beautiful woman blushed and glared at him, wishing she could devour him. What kind of strange knowledge was this? Nodules my ass! Although it sounded somewhat plausible…
After a short while, Ouyang Rong calmed down and whispered in her ear:
"By the way, junior sister, did you hear from your aunt that I used to have a child bride?"
"Hmm." Xie Lingjiang paused for a moment.
She fell into a strange silence, and Ouyang Rong, waiting for a reply, had no choice but to change the subject:
"By the way, what's the matter with Her Highness the Princess?"
Xie Lingjiang then raised her head, a serious expression appearing on her flushed face:
"It's Fellow Daoist Lu Ya. He has something important to tell you, it seems to concern the Jianghu of Tiannan. Sister Guo'er said it would be best if you went over to hear it, it concerns the Yunmeng Order..."
Ouyang Rong frowned.
For a moment I wasn't paying attention and used too much force.
"Ouch, that hurts~" Xie Lingjiang suddenly frowned and bit her lip.
Ouyang Rong quickly let go, patted her back gently, and coaxed her softly, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister, you pinched me."
"I can't bear to part with him." Xie Lingjiang gently shook her head, her cheek softly resting against his shoulder. A moment later, a soft, delicate voice came through, barely audible:
"After being angry for so long, there really are nodules there? I thought it was because the binding was too tight and made them hard..."
Ouyang Rong: ...?
...
Sunset, Snowwood Manor.
At the summit of the mountain, in the "Spring Courtyard" pavilion, a tall, golden-haired queen sat cross-legged alone, a sword resting on her lap.
On the small tea table in front of her was a scroll that was closed but not unfolded.
The two bronze shafts of the scroll gleamed faintly in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Xuezhongzhu gazed silently at the familiar blood bronze with her emerald eyes.
At this moment, Yu Nianyuan walked in, turned his head and glanced at the Insect Girl who was quietly waiting like a statue on the pear tree outside, and casually asked:
"Senior Sister, regarding Mr. Wei's request for the sword technique..."
Just then, a striking Yue woman arrived from below and waited expectantly not far from the pavilion.
Upon seeing this, Yu Nianyuan walked over.
The Yue woman whispered a few words in her ear.
Yu Nianyuan glanced down the mountain again, his expression somewhat surprised.
After the Yue maiden left, she returned to the pavilion and whispered to the candle in the snow:
"People from the Sanqing Taoist sect have arrived. Zhang Shixiu, a direct descendant of Huangzi from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and Lu Ya, a current disciple of Shangqing Maoshan, have come to see the senior sister."
"The latter, she went up on stage when Taogu challenged swords and lost a peach sword. Senior Sister should recognize her."
"Oh, we know each other." Xue Zhongzhu said calmly, then asked curiously, "So they've come to ask for the peach wood sword back?"
Yu Nianyuan chuckled: "Senior Sister is joking. The two said they came on behalf of the Sanqing Ancestral Hall and brought several valuable gifts, including tortoise bones from Maoshan, white pills from Zaogeshan, and thunder talismans from Longhushan. They said they were to present them to Senior Sister and also to pass on a few words of encouragement to their elders."
"Gifts and messages?"
Snow Candle suddenly sneered:
"They, the Three Pure Ones Daoist Sect, still have the nerve to come here. If they want to see me, fine. Second Junior Sister, go and ask them first if they still acknowledge that the Three Mountains of Talismans belong to the Tiannan Jianghu. If they do, will they accept the Yunmeng Token? Otherwise, if they are not from the Tiannan Jianghu, I will not see them. Who knows if they are Zhou Ting's dogs?"
"yes."
Yu Nianyuan chuckled softly.
...
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(PS: My junior sister is spending Qixi Festival with everyone, please vote for me! or 2)
(End of this chapter)
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