Chapter 673 Junior Sister's Moonlit Date [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]
The two moons were indeed large and round.
Whether it was white or not, Ouyang Rong didn't see it, because he was looking up at the moon.
Besides, his junior sister would never let him see it.
Even the moon-viewing at this moment was somewhat disrupted by her pushing and shoving... The beauty subconsciously crossed her arms.
LOL, her arms are too thin, she can't defend against it at all.
Just like the Cuju (ancient Chinese football) that's popular in the training grounds of the Great Zhou army, now that there's a goalkeeper, are you not going to score goals?
Ouyang Rong's tackling skills in Cuju (ancient Chinese football) were clearly excellent, making it impossible for Xie Lingjiang to defend against him.
She blushed and slapped him away.
He then cut straight in from the side.
Scratch his armpits to make them itchy.
The two sat side by side, Xie Lingjiang nestled in Ouyang Rong's arms. As he admired the moon from the side, her body trembled violently.
"Smack."
She clenched her teeth and slapped his hand away.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, which had been slapping the back of his hand red, and couldn't help but touch his nose, but she grabbed his hand.
She said in a cute but fierce tone:
"Don't smell it."
Ouyang Rong said in a serious tone:
My nose is itchy.
Xie Lingjiang subconsciously raised her hand to scratch his nose.
Ouyang Rong calmly lowered his hand to "protect" her.
Just as the goalkeeper had found the perfect spot in the goal, Ouyang Rong kicked the ball powerfully into the net.
Wonderful.
Xie Lingjiang: ...
However, this goal was short-lived. Soon, Ouyang Rong was chased out of the goal area by Ouyang Rong, her pretty face flushed and her teeth clenched.
He scratched his nose again.
This time, Xie Lingjiang kept her arms crossed and head down, and didn't scratch him.
"It's...it's so itchy, I can't stand it. No, we can't do that yet. If we go that far, we'll make a mistake."
"What mistake did you make?"
Xie Lingjiang, head down, spoke in a barely audible voice: "It's just... it's just that I made a mistake and lost control, and it'll be uncomfortable for you to keep it inside..."
Unexpectedly, Ouyang Rong immediately patted his chest and guaranteed:
"Don't worry, I promise I won't lose control. I'm not feeling uncomfortable either, I'm used to it. Let's just enjoy the moon, okay?"
Xie Lingjiang hesitated, then said, "But...but I..."
"What?"
"I...I feel terrible, I'm going to lose control."
After saying this, Ouyang Rong saw that her ears were as red as if they were about to bleed.
He suppressed a laugh.
Xie Lingjiang waited for a while and found that her senior brother in front of her had not moved.
I looked up and saw...
They noticed that Ouyang Rong was looking at the bowl of water and wine on the table with a confused expression.
He said, drunk:
"I'm sorry, junior sister, I couldn't help myself. This wine is really strong. Brother Huaimin, why did you serve me such strong wine? I'll ask him for help next time."
Xie Lingjiang couldn't help but glance at his shamelessness, her eyes widening slightly.
Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, stopped trying to score, and obediently placed it on her waist.
Xie Lingjiang breathed a slight sigh of relief and adjusted her position slightly in his arms.
After a short while, she said with some worry still on her face:
"Are you really drunk or just faking it? You should drink less..."
Ouyang Rong waved his hand and said, "I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk at all."
Xie Lingjiang was somewhat suspicious.
"What is this? These red dots."
Ouyang Rong suddenly asked out of curiosity.
Xie Lingjiang was held in Ouyang Rong's arms. She looked up at him and noticed that her senior brother's gaze was fixed on the side of her nose, so she looked away.
"A cinnabar mole".
"A cinnabar mole?"
Ouyang Rong asked curiously, "I remember you didn't have any moles on your face."
Xie Lingjiang whispered:
"What do you know? I lit this before leaving the house. Sister Guo'er recommended it. It's very popular in Luoyang and looks great... Don't you think so?"
Ouyang Rong lowered his head and examined him closely. This time, Xie Lingjiang did not push or obstruct him, but waited expectantly for his response.
He squinted and observed the cinnabar mole on the beautiful woman's fair nose for a moment, then nodded.
"It looks quite good. She was already pretty, but a beauty mark makes her even more beautiful."
Xie Lingjiang was overjoyed, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
Ouyang Rong suddenly realized:
"So it turns out that women also have some tricks up their sleeves when they go out to dress up, and my junior sister is no exception."
After saying that, he drank another cup of wine.
Upon hearing this, Xie Lingjiang immediately tilted her head back, pouted, and scolded him:
"What little scheme... mmm."
Before the beautiful woman could speak, her pouting red lips were silenced by something.
Xie Lingjiang felt that her mouth and nose were filled with her senior brother's strong scent and the smell of alcohol.
He seemed to be drunk and unable to control himself.
Pressed down by her senior brother's entire body, she tried to push him away slightly, but her body felt weak and powerless. Instead, she seemed to be resisting him while simultaneously welcoming him... After a while, her face flushed, and she closed her eyes.
As long as it's not a slip-up at the last step, just sneaking a sip of saliva doesn't seem so bad...
Xie Lingjiang felt dizzy, as if her senior brother had fed her some wine, making her somewhat drunk.
Taking advantage of his drunken state, Ouyang Rong began to taste the rouge on the beauty's lips.
A bright, clear moon hung high overhead, its gentle light spilling onto the two lovers entwined on the rooftop.
As their lips met and their mouths watered, Ouyang Rong opened his eyes and discovered that Xie Lingjiang in his arms was also peeking at him through her slits, her eyes misty.
Ouyang Rong suddenly smiled and climbed up her waist with his hand.
They were determined to pluck the full moon from the earth, regardless of anything else.
Xie Lingjiang, who had been squinting, suddenly closed her eyes, stretched her neck and tilted her head back, unable to suppress her nasal voice.
"Hmm~"
The beautiful maid was right; Xunyang has plenty of fine wine, enough to keep the cup from getting dry.
But it makes people irritable.
...
late at night.
A carriage slowly came to a stop in front of the gate of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion.
"Senior Brother, go back and get some rest."
"Yes, watch out for the steps."
"I know, I'm not like some people who get drunk easily, and the more drunk they get, the more they want to drink..."
Xie Lingjiang smiled and glanced sideways at Ouyang Rong, who was seeing her off by the carriage.
The latter smiled.
The two, who had just broken free from each other's embrace, looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly took two steps forward in unison and hugged each other tightly again.
Ouyang Rong rested his chin on the top of her thick, beautiful hair and took a deep breath of the fragrance emanating from it.
Xie Lingjiang buried her face in her senior brother's shoulder, taking deep breaths as if she wanted to remember his scent tonight.
The two had just been enjoying the moon and drinking wine on the rooftop of Xunyang Tower until midnight before reluctantly leaving.
Ouyang Rong personally escorted Xie Lingjiang back to the Xunyang Prince's Mansion.
The two students hadn't experienced a romantic date like this in a long time; they had been suppressing it for too long.
When they usually meet in places like the study of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, they might hold hands or put their arms around each other's waists. In most cases, there is also the little princess Li Guo'er, an outsider, not to mention the little Mo Jing, who is "the most annoying third wheel."
Therefore, Xie Lingjiang cherished the date arranged by Ouyang Rong at Xunyang Tower tonight. She spent a long time dressing up before leaving, and repeatedly asked the maids in the courtyard if her makeup was appropriate before she went out...
Even just now, when Ouyang Rong was admiring the moon, he noticed that his junior sister didn't seem to be wrapped in a white cloth... In the past, when going out, his junior sister would always be averse to certain troubles, and a white cloth was an essential item.
So this time she didn't wear a bra strap; I don't know if she forgot or did it on purpose.
He kept saying he was annoyed, but when the time came for the date, he became careless.
Regardless of the truth, Ouyang Rong's fingers are sore tonight, and he'll probably have trouble holding a pen tomorrow...
That's understandable. If it's itchy, then you just have to be a little rougher. However, Xie Lingjiang's reaction was a bit hard to understand. Her eyes closed even tighter and her cheeks turned even redder, as if she was itching even more...
Ouyang Rong felt that his aunt was right; gentle women are indeed pampered by men.
On their way back from Xunyang Tower, the two snuggled together and whispered a lot. Originally, because of the misunderstanding with Lady Rong tonight, the junior sister, who had a slightly stern face and a cute but fierce expression, had a tall figure and a gentle voice as soft as water, which almost melted Ouyang Rong's heart.
At the entrance of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, Ali turned his back and focused on keeping watch, while Ouyang Rong and Xie Lingjiang hugged tightly for a while.
As they parted with reluctance, Xie Lingjiang became unusually clingy. When their eyes met, in Ouyang Rong's words from his previous life, their gazes were practically locked.
The cinnabar mole on the right side of my nose has disappeared; I don't know when it was dissolved by saliva.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly said, "I don't want to go back."
"I don't want to either."
"That's more like it."
She hummed and groaned, embracing him for a moment before loosening her hold. Using Ouyang Rong's body as cover, she lowered her head to straighten the Cangyue bodice that she had recently tightened.
Ouyang Rong raised his hand to help, but the beautiful woman, who had lowered her head, gently bit his fingertip and then withdrew it in the blink of an eye.
"It's so beautiful, I love it."
Xie Lingjiang suddenly turned his head and gestured to the back of his head where a sandalwood comb for securing his hair and a bouquet of flowers served as his gift.
Ouyang Rong smiled indulgently and patted the head of the lively young woman in red in front of him.
Xie Lingjiang suddenly snuggled into Ouyang Rong's arms and whispered sweetly in his ear:
"Alright~ Senior Brother, hurry back. It's too late, we can't delay any longer. You have to go to Xunyang Grottoes tomorrow morning, and I have to accompany Sister Guo'er out too. Let's get things done now, there's plenty of time in the future... But, Senior Brother, you absolutely mustn't forget what we said under the moon tonight. If you dare to forget, I'll take my sword and go to the ends of the earth to find you, and then... I'll bite you to death. Senior Brother knows how powerful I am..."
After speaking somewhat shyly, she extended a slender finger and touched Ouyang Rong's slightly chapped lips, clearly from being bitten by Xie Lingjiang's sharp teeth during one of her mischievous moments.
Ouyang Rong realized what was happening and nodded: "About the engagement, okay!"
Xie Lingjiang smiled, then immediately straightened her face and gently pushed him away from her embrace.
The night breeze was slightly chilly. As Xie Lingjiang walked towards the mansion, the shy and tender look on her face switched to a cold and indifferent expression. She straightened her back, preparing to enter, when suddenly Ouyang Rong's voice came from behind her:
"Oh, and junior sister, don't forget what we talked about tonight."
Xie Lingjiang turned around and noticed that her senior brother seemed to have blinked.
"Okay...wait, what do you mean?"
Ouyang Rong stroked his chin, seemingly pondering for a moment, and said half-jokingly:
"Yes, it means that if you want to enter the house, you have to be served tea and address her as 'sister'."
Xie Lingjiang tilted her head, observing her senior brother's subtle expression. After a moment, she nodded slightly.
"Alright, if you can really bring that lady back, senior brother, that'll be quite an achievement. But sister must ask for dessert. Remember to tell her tomorrow morning. Hmm, don't wait any longer, just have her serve a bowl of longevity noodles at Aunt Zhen's birthday party. Oh, and she has to call Wei Lai 'sister' too. We still need to follow the order of arrival at home. She'll serve tea to us in turn, and then we can reluctantly change our address and call her 'good little sister'."
"These are the rules for now. We'll add more if we think of anything else. How about it, Senior Brother? It's quite simple, isn't it?"
Ouyang Rong was somewhat speechless.
If it were really Lady Rong, the scene would probably be so heated that she would have stabbed everyone present, including him.
"Go, senior brother!"
Xie Lingjiang smiled, turned around, put her hands behind her back, and skipped into the room, looking like she was in a good mood.
Tonight, Ouyang Rong brought up the marriage proposal again, which was like a reassurance to Xie, making the noble lady very happy. She felt that her previous silent efforts and waiting were not in vain. Although she didn't want him for this, the fact that her actions were cherished by her beloved was a blessing in life.
Ouyang Rong watched his junior sister's fiery red figure disappear.
He rubbed his face vigorously.
He muttered to himself:
"It is indeed somewhat simple, not difficult at all. The key is... that woman isn't Lady Rong. Junior Sister, do you have several sets of standards?"
Ouyang Rong shook his head, turned around, and boarded the carriage.
The carriage returned to the mansion in Huaiye Lane, stopping midway in a dark alley. Yan Liulang climbed into the carriage and reported with a helpless expression:
“My lord, Miss Xie went upstairs tonight, and I explained to her that Lady Rong was upstairs. She suddenly came to you to discuss official business, and Miss Xie clearly nodded.”
Ouyang Rong showed no surprise: "Yes, it's not your fault."
Yan Liulang glanced at Ouyang Rong's somewhat calm face and muttered under his breath:
"However, it's strange that she stood on the stairwell near the rooftop for quite a while, and even shooed me away in a loud voice, but she still rushed up there and almost clashed with Lady Rong."
Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes and reached out to touch the lingering warmth of his junior sister on the cushion of the seat next to him.
Junior sister's positioning...
He sighed softly.
"Okay, I understand."
...
The next morning.
Before the second quarter of the morning, as coldly stipulated by Lady Rong.
Ouyang Rong arrived at Xunyang Grottoes with a xylophone and a small notebook.
Rong Zhen came over from the bamboo forest a quarter before dawn, but after glancing at Ouyang Rong from afar, she turned and left before he could greet her.
Ouyang Rong couldn't see the expression on her face at all.
"Too busy? Make me wait?"
Looking at the middle-aged female official in front of him, who had come to deliver a message with an apologetic expression, Ouyang Rong was speechless.
Who is it that wants to learn the zither? Why are you acting like some old man? Hey, I'm teaching you sword techniques, why are you testing me like this?
The middle-aged female official withdrew, and Ouyang Rong shook his head.
Just then.
"Your Excellency!"
Yan Liulang's voice rang out from behind him; he rode up alone, covered in dust.
Upon seeing this, Ouyang Rong immediately got into the carriage:
"We'll talk about it in the car."
Once inside the carriage and settled in, Yan Liulang couldn't wait to speak:
"My lord, two things!"
"When I went to the Prince of Xunyang's residence this morning, I learned from the Prince that the young master also received an invitation to the pipa banquet we held for Elder Yu last night."
“Da Lang?” Ouyang Rong was taken aback: “My junior sister and I didn’t call him that.”
Yan Liulang waved his hand: "It wasn't us who invited her, it was Princess Anhui who personally invited her."
Ouyang Rong frowned.
After a while, he finally spoke:
“We did invite Princess An Hui. She did come last night, but she left early, so I don’t remember... But why would she invite Da Lang out of the blue?”
Yan Liulang was equally baffled, and shrugged:
"I don't know. The Prince and Princess were also surprised. The invitation was delivered directly to the Heir Apparent, who then handed it over to the Prince. He didn't go last night..."
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