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Chapter 598 Li Guoer: If you have the guts... come over here? [Monthly vote requested! ]

in the afternoon.

Xunyang Palace, Meiyingzhai.

The gate of the courtyard.

"Master Ouyang?"

When Li Guo'er's personal maid Cai Shou pushed open the door and saw Ouyang Rong, she was holding a stick similar to a feather duster in her hand.

The two men looked at each other.

There was silence at the door for a while, and Cai Shou pointed weakly in the direction of the next door with the stick in her hand.

"Master Ouyang, Miss Xie's yard is next door. I wonder if she is at home..."

"Oh."

Ouyang Rong simply responded, looking over the shoulder of the chubby-faced maid and into the yard:
"Excuse me, is Your Highness the Princess here? Is she still taking a nap? I can wait for a while..."

Halfway through his speech, he suddenly felt something soft hit his ankle. He looked down and was stunned.

It was a furry snow-white civet cat with black spots at the corners of its mouth. It seemed to be slightly lame. It jumped out of the threshold when Caishou opened the door and was rubbing its kitten face against his trouser leg.

"Meow~"

Sometimes a cat's meow sounds as tender as a baby's, soft and with a hint of milk, making people want to love it.

"Tsk, tsk." Cai Shou hooked the snow-white civet cat with the stick in her hand, trying to lead it to the side.

Unfortunately, the snow-white civet cat ignored her. It turned its butt towards her and rubbed its little face against Ouyang Rong's heels repeatedly, meowing and making him feel itchy.

Only then did Ouyang Rong realize that what Cai Shou was holding in his hand was actually a cat toy.

Seeing that the cat toy was not as useful as a man's trouser leg, the chubby-faced maid couldn't help but widen her almond-shaped eyes and looked at the cat toy repeatedly, as if she suspected it was fake.

Caishou threw the cat toy aside, squatted down quickly, picked up the snow-white civet cat, and nodded.

"Oh, so you're looking for Miss. Mr. Ouyang, please come in. I'll go call Miss. She's not asleep yet. She's reading in the study..."

"Meow~" The snow-white civet cat stood on all fours in the air, looking at Ouyang Rong innocently with its big blue eyes.

Caishou picked up the snow-white civet cat and ran back inside.

In front of the door, Ouyang Rong laughed and touched the pearwood box in his sleeve.

He stepped inside and followed the cat and the girl in front of him.

……

Li Guoer walked down the red building wearing a loose and baggy men's scholar's robe.

Come to the courtyard.

Her first reaction when she saw Ouyang Rong was similar to Cai Shou's when she was playing with the cat just now.

He tilted his head and looked in the direction behind Ouyang Rong.

"Um, what are you looking at, Your Highness?"

Li Guoer withdrew her gaze from the surroundings and asked him sideways:
"Thank you, sister, for not coming?"

"I just passed by Yilanxuan. She was taking a lunch break, so I didn't disturb her."

"Then why did Master Ouyang want to disturb me today?"

As expected of Li Guoer, she speaks with full yin and yang as soon as she opens her mouth.

"I have a little matter to bother you, Princess."

At this time, in a corner of the courtyard, Cai Shou, who was staring at a snow-white civet cat, seemed to remember something and ran to the red building with the cat in his arms.

Only Ouyang Rong and Li Guoer were left in the courtyard.

The floor in the courtyard was swept very clean, and Cai Shou asked Ouyang Rong to change into a pair of cloth shoes when he came in.

At this moment, he saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess was walking in the courtyard barefoot, with her feet wrapped in white socks.

Li Guoer has a slender neck, beautiful collarbone lines, straight shoulders and a thin back, as well as long and slender thighs. Although her figure is not plump, the waist-to-hip ratio is very good. She is a natural clothes hanger... So she goes barefoot with white socks and wears a men's Confucian shirt, which makes her look more elegant and heroic than men, and adds a touch of elegance and nobility.

The two looked at each other and were about to speak when a snow-white civet cat came back, jumped several times, and returned to them.

It curiously circled around Ouyang Rong twice, then continued to move forward and rub his heels. During this time, its furry little head tilted up from time to time, and its pair of bright blue eyes curiously looked at Ouyang Rong who was looking down at it.

Not far away, at the window on the second floor of the red building, a chubby-faced little maid looked anxious.

Li Guoer waved her hand in the air to signal.

The colorful ribbon disappeared from the window, leaving behind the snow-white civet cat.

"Don't be afraid, it's called the Butterfly Slave. It used to be naughty, but now it's docile and doesn't dare to bite people. This creature..."

Seeing Ouyang Rong standing still and not sitting down, Li Guoer thought that he was frightened by the relatively rare strange beasts of this era. Many guests who had come here before had encountered this kind of embarrassment.

She shook her head and walked forward to hold the cat.

Suddenly Li Guoer found that Ouyang Rong squatted down, stroking the cat's head, and put two fingers together, scratching the butterfly slave's chin for a while, and then scratching the base of the ear.

"Gurgle Gurgle~" The butterfly slave was so comfortable that he closed his eyes.

He seemed to be more proficient in the movements than she was.

"The name 'Butterfly Slave' doesn't sound good. It's too literary and boring."

Li Guoer heard a calm voice coming from the direction of Ouyang Rong, who was chuckling and petting a cat with his head down.

"What should it be called?"

Seeing that he was petting the cat enthusiastically, Li Guoer also walked forward, squatted down and petted the cat together.

"Male or female."

"male."

Ouyang Rong heard this, lowered his head and pinched his fingers in a formal manner, then raised his head and said seriously:

"Yes."

"What kind of thing?"

“It’s called having guts.”

Li Guoer was curious: "You have guts? What does that mean?"

Ouyang Rong nodded:
"Come here if you have the guts. Just now Miss Caishou called it over but it didn't respond. Change the name and promise to be obedient in the future."

"..."

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Li Guoer had no expression on his face:
"It's a palace cat, it was castrated a long time ago."

"That's even more appropriate. I can't say I like it, but I definitely miss it."

"Bullshit."

Li Guoer pressed the corners of her lips and tightened her face.

Ouyang Rong was unfathomable and just smiled without saying anything.

The two of them surrounded the cat, talking to each other.

It seemed as if he had forgotten the important business of the day, and his attention was all on the cat.

Moreover, this time, they talked in a friendly manner, which was rare, without any sarcasm on either side.

"Why is it so attached to you? I don't usually see it this way."

After a while, Li Guoer frowned slightly and asked.

"Do you have anything on you..."

Before he finished asking the question, Ouyang Rong pulled out a light pink handkerchief from his bosom, spread it out, pinched a fragile square cake with two fingers, and handed it to Youyou's mouth.

The next moment, the Taoshouzhai cake between his fingers disappeared without leaving any residue.

"Meow meow~"

He felt his heels being rubbed passionately by a furry little cat's head.

Ouyang Rong stood up with the cake in his hand and said with a smile:
"As expected, he is very brave. He is indeed very brave."

Li Guoer frowned: "It sounds bad, it's better to be a butterfly slave."

Ouyang Rong ignored him and walked around in the yard, teasing the kitten. He threw a piece of cake behind him every few steps and said with a smile from time to time, "Come here if you dare."

The snow-white civet cat limped and followed Ouyang Rong obediently. In Li Guo'er's eyes, it was just like a number one lackey.

Her changing expressions are quite fascinating.

It was clear that not long ago, he was the rich and cool little cat that she had carefully raised and often took to parties to show off.

Li Guoer's stiff voice came from not far away:
"Ouyang Lianghan, don't feed him anything too sweet, or he'll get fat."

"No wonder it ran out as soon as the door was opened. If I had the guts, I would run away too. Don't give me any sweet food. It's better not to eat the food in Meiyingzhai. It's better for me to find food for myself."

"I'm doing this for his own good. Eating too much will make him fat, and all kinds of diseases will follow. This is the experience I got from Aunt Luoyang. He needs to control his food intake..."

Li Guoer was giving a lot of theories while she walked over and picked up the snow-white civet cat that was eating enthusiastically at Ouyang Rong's feet without giving him a chance to refuse.

Ouyang Rong shrugged slightly and put away the handkerchief.

Li Guoer covered the kitten's eyes with his palms to prevent it from looking, as if he was afraid that it would learn bad things from someone.

She glanced at the handkerchief Ouyang Rong put in his arms and asked calmly:

"You carry this handkerchief and cakes with you. Which young lady gave them to you? Was she also the one who gave you the mandarin duck jade hairpin before?"

Ouyang Rong ignored him and took out the pearwood box.

"I have something wonderful that I would like to share with Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"A hairpin again?"

"Uh, no." "What is that?" Li Guoer was suspicious: "You think of me when you have something good?"

Ouyang Rong did not answer, but took out a silk book from the box and handed it over with a smile without saying a word.

Li Guoer took it suspiciously, opened it and took a look.

Holding the silk book in her hands, her face first frowned, then showed confusion, and finally smiled in surprise.

"Hey, the original copy of Tao Qian's Peach Blossom Spring? Where did you get this from?"

"What do you mean by bluff? It sounds so ugly. It is a treasure in Yuan Changshi's family."

"Not bad, not bad. You stole it from his house, right? Then lend it to me for two days."

Li Guoer nodded with satisfaction and looked at Ouyang Rong again, it seemed that her impression of him had changed a lot.

Seeing her accept the silk book without hesitation, he couldn't help but remind her:
"You still have to pay it back to others."

"I know."

Li Guoer seemed to be in a good mood, and waved her hand and said:

"Tell me what you want. As long as it's not an unreasonable request like last time, I can consider it."

"Your Highness is joking."

Ouyang Rong cleared his throat and said in a serious tone:
"I have never forgotten the dream that the princess had last time. After thinking about it, I feel that I have an obligation to cooperate with the princess and find Mingyue."

Li Guoer was half-believing and half-doubting: "Are you really so kind?"

"Of course not." Ouyang Rong said righteously: "I think that the so-called latent dragon holding the bright moon should be related to the bright moon. The closest thing to the bright moon around me should be poetry."

"So?" Li Guoer stared at him intently.

"So I brought a few poems about the bright moon with me. They are all inspired works for Your Highness to browse. I hope Your Highness can find the bright moon in your dream and get some inspiration."

Li Guoer thought for a moment and said, "I actually don't know what kind of commotion will be caused by getting the bright moon held by the latent dragon."

"It's okay." Ouyang Rong said with thick eyebrows and big eyes, "As long as it's not flying on a hidden dragon."

Ouyang Rong took out a few poems and handed them to Li Guoer, while casually saying:

"By the way, Princess, can you lend me the manuscript of 'Qingyu'an: Yuanxi' that I gave you last time on the Lantern Festival? I'll come back to get 'Peach Blossom Spring' and we can exchange it..."

Ouyang Rong's words suddenly stopped because Li Guoer in front of him stopped moving at some point and gave him a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"The real purpose of your trip is revealed?" Li Guoer asked leisurely, "Is this the real purpose of your trip?"

Ouyang Rong pretended not to understand, handed over Mingyue's poem manuscript, and asked curiously:

"Your Highness, please check if these are the ones."

Li Guoer looked at the manuscript of poetry that he handed to her with a sincere expression, snorted lightly, and took it.

"It's not impossible to change, but you must come to me and report as soon as you have any clues involving Mingyue, like today.

"Also, the manuscript of 'Qing Yu An: Yuan Xi' must be returned to me in a few days, otherwise you can forget about taking the manuscript of 'Peach Blossom Spring'. Let's exchange one for the other, do you understand?"

Seeing that Ouyang Rong seemed hesitant, Li Guoer waved her hand: "Then think about it again..."

"it is good."

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Ouyang Rong agreed without hesitation, with a reluctant look on his face.

Li Guoer couldn't help but look at his expression a little longer. She felt that he seemed to agree a little quickly and didn't seem to be doing it reluctantly.

But once the words are spoken, it is hard to go back on them.

Li Guoer added: "It depends on your performance. Also, next time you come, don't bring too many sweet pastries for You... for the Butterfly Slave."

"Okay, okay, Princess, please take a look at these poems..."

Li Guoer's eyes fell on the few poems about the bright moon in her hands.

Look carefully.

However, at Ouyang Rong's suggestion, she recited these moon-themed poems softly several times.

These poems do involve the bright moon, but I don’t know if it is a coincidence, but Li Guoer found that the words related to the bright moon appear quite frequently in the poems.

Like the full moon, moon goddess, moon soul, moon palace and so on, and there are also some weird ones, such as the round god and so on.

But since Ouyang Rong cooperated in helping her find the moon in her dreams, Li Guoer couldn't refuse. It wouldn't hurt to do it all the time.

"Why did you keep staring at my face while I was reading?"

Li Guoer couldn't help but ask.

"Ahem, it's nothing."

Ouyang Rong rolled up his sleeves, turned around and looked away.

Not long after, Li Guoer returned to the red building and retrieved the original manuscript of "Qing Yu'an Yuan Xi".

Ouyang Rong lowered his head as he took the manuscript, left behind "Peach Blossom Spring" and several poems about the bright moon, agreed on a time to come back with new clues about the bright moon, and strode out.

Watching the handsome young man who seemed to be somewhat enthusiastic today leave, Li Guoer shook her head slightly.

She handed the butterfly slave into Caishou's arms and walked towards the red building.

"Hey, why are you running away again? Come back, come back quickly."

Cai Shou's exclamation suddenly came from behind Li Guoer.

A snow-white civet cat scurried towards the closed door as fast as lightning, as if it was reluctant to let Ouyang Rong, who had brought his own dessert, leave.

I just don't know how it can run so fast since it has a limp. Maybe it's because of its love for someone.

"Butterfly Slave...Butterfly Slave...Come back soon..."

Cai Shou pursed her lips and shouted.

There was no response, and the snow-white civet cat didn't even look at it.

Li Guoer paused, hesitated for a moment, and shouted:

"There is...kind?"

"Whoosh-!"

The snow-white civet cat scurried to Li Guer's feet, rubbed her heels wildly, tilted its little head back and meowed twice, looking at her with its big blue eyes, as if waiting for something.

Li Guoer: ...

Caishou: ...

The one who didn't see the cake tilted his head: "Meow?"

……

The residence in Huaiye Lane, Yinbingzhai.

In front of the wardrobe, Ouyang Rong smiled and placed the manuscript of "Qingyu'an Yuan Xi" in front of Xiao Mojing, whose face changed slightly.

"Ouyang Lianghan, how come it's so fast? Have you been prepared..."

Miao Si looked skeptical.

In response to her, she tapped two fingers hard on the elegant manuscript. The tapping sound was heavy and the attitude was unquestionable.

The little ink spirit was dejected, and accepted defeat. He closed the cabinet door, and obediently gave birth... and went to squeeze out the spiritual ink.

Early the next morning, in front of the wardrobe.

Listening to the extremely tired snoring of the little Mojing, Ouyang Rong carefully closed the cabinet door.

He walked to the desk holding a small golden bowl in his hand.

The bowl contained half a bowl of blood-red ink, which was as red as blood and had a strong pine nut scent.

In front of the desk, Ouyang Rong tore off a page from the back of the "Zhen Gao" booklet and laid it flat on the table.

All the materials for the red and black talisman were ready. He picked up a finger-sized snow-white whisk with two fingers and took a deep breath.

With no distractions in mind, he concentrated on drawing the talisman.

Ouyang Rong's memory was already very good, and with his previous successful experience and the improvement in his spiritual energy cultivation...

This time, his hands were steady and he didn't sweat much.

Time slowly moves forward.

The morning passed... and the morning passed...

At noon, Ouyang Rong, who was working at his desk, suddenly leaned back and threw himself into the back of the chair.

"Hu~" He let out a long breath.

In front of him, on the messy desk, the blood-ink in the golden bowl had dried up.

A brand new red and black talisman was lying quietly on the table.

Ouyang Rong rubbed his face hard, straightened up, regained his spirit, and checked the new red and black talisman.

After a while, he nodded with satisfaction. It was indeed better than the first painting.

Last time, I borrowed Huang Feihong to cast the divine command at the Xingzi Lake construction site, which consumed a red and black talisman. Now I need to add another one in case of emergency.

But it is better to have more of this thing, and then try to coax him back in a few days... Ouyang Rong glanced at the little Mo Jing who was sleeping soundly in the closet.

After carefully putting away the red and black talisman, Ouyang Rong went to the hall to eat. He quickly ate a mouthful of rice to replenish his energy, straightened his clothes, and strode out.

Ouyang Rong went to the state prison. He had promised Ms. Rong yesterday that he would go and take a look.

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