No, gentlemen also guard against

Chapter 650 White Tiger [Please give me a monthly pass at the end of the month! ]

Quiet courtyard, kitchen.

Ouyang Rong discovered that the embroiderer pulled him into the kitchen to wash dishes.

Because she didn't even close the kitchen door, she could see inside from the yard outside.

So Ouyang Rong, who followed behind him, closed the door with his back hand out of habit.

Zhao Qingxiu, who was walking in front, paused, turned around, and groped towards the door with both hands.

Ouyang Rong held her back and asked calmly, "What do you want to do, embroiderer?"

Zhao Qingxiu stood there without writing anything. Her face was calm and she tilted her head slightly.
Ouyang Rong couldn't stand this the most.

He turned around and reopened the kitchen door.

Turning around, he found that the embroiderer had returned to the sink full of greasy bowls and plates, and did not forget to hand him an apron.

Really wash dishes.

Even though he didn't feel like doing it at first, he still sighed slightly.

"Ugh."

There is inevitably a little disappointment between his brows.

Zhao Qingxiu turned around again, faced him, and tilted her head slightly.

A lovely, lovable face with an extremely serene expression.

If she had not been blind, her eyes, like those of a spirit deer in a stream, would surely have reflected her lover peacefully and calmly.

Ouyang Rong returned to the sink with a whoosh and started washing dishes obediently.

After a while, he took the initiative and washed her hands in the same way as the first time they did in the kitchen. His palm touched her wet and smooth little hands.

Prepare to help the embroiderer wash as if nothing had happened.

Zhao Qingxiu, who was washing dishes with her head down, pulled out her slender hand and wiped her lower abdomen on the apron.

She raised her slender hand and flicked Ouyang Rong's forehead with her fingers.

Ouyang Rong leaned back slightly.

"Why would an embroiderer hit someone?" he said in a sad tone.

However, Zhao Qingxiu couldn't see that blinking expression.

[Tan Lang, don't do anything bad. The door is not closed.]

She placed her index finger on Ouyang Rong's chest and wrote in a serious tone.

Ouyang Rong said with a tone of sudden enlightenment: "I understand. I'll go close the door." Then he went to close the door.

Zhao Qingxiu did not respond, but just lowered his head and wrote:
[Will Tan Lang not accompany Xiu Niang to wash the dishes?]

"Accompany, well, I'm accompanying you right now."

【Washing dishes is not a bad thing】

"They are indeed two different things, but we can deal with them one by one."

[If you can't do bad things, would Tan Lang be unwilling to accompany you?]

"of course not."

Ouyang Rong immediately said seriously:

"Washing dishes and doing bad things are not important. The embroiderer is by my side. That's what's most important to me."

Zhao Qingxiu's little face, with her eyes covered by a ribbon, showed a faint smile.

[Embroiderer too]

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand and began to wash the dishes obediently.

Unexpectedly, after washing for a while, Zhao Qingxiu seemed to observe him washing the dishes obediently. After a while, he took Ouyang Rong's hand and wrote:

[Does Tanlang like the way I look in an apron?]

"Why do you say that?" Ouyang Rongqi asked.

[Tan Lang has a very good self-control and is calm and steady when doing things outside, but every time he comes home and is in the kitchen, he... becomes bad.]

Ouyang Rong corrected: "That's a normal reaction. No normal man would dislike it. It's not a bad reaction."

【Really】

"True, truer than gold."

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly leaned forward, put her cheek against his chest, and listened carefully for a while.

Ouyang Rong smelled the fragrance of her hair.

In the darkness, a pink and white wall of sweaty stove flashed before my eyes, and my heart was moved.

He turned his head away, his expression nonchalant.

Zhao Qingxiu withdrew her body from where she was leaning, smiled gently, and continued washing dishes without writing.

Ouyang Rong frowned:
"What are you laughing at, embroiderer?"

Zhao Qingxiu shook his head.

Ouyang Rong had a stern face and spoke in a fierce tone:

"Hurry up and tell me, don't let any strange misunderstandings arise. I am a pure and honest gentleman, how can I accept such a light insult, even if it is from an embroiderer."

[Oh, it was Tan Lang who was just making excuses]

Ouyang Rong waved his hand with great pride:

"That's impossible. I'm a clean and honest gentleman..."

Zhao Qingxiu suddenly interrupted him by writing:

[Knowing that you won’t stop, Tan Lang can only…can only hug you from behind today, and you are not allowed to do anything naughty or go any further.]

Ouyang Rong immediately swallowed back the eight hundred words he had said.

"Good good."

With a "whoosh", before Zhao Qingxiu could react, he had appeared behind her slender figure wearing an apron.

He took off his water-stained apron and threw it aside, then put his arms around Zhao Qingxiu's slender waist from behind and continued to wash the dishes calmly, but this time he was holding the beauty in his arms.

Zhao Qingxiu didn't expect that Tan Lang, a pure and honest gentleman, would act so quickly.

She laughed and shook her head, then turned back to her right body and lowered her head to wash the dishes.

Afterwards, neither of them spoke.

The only sound in the kitchen was the faint rustling of dishes being washed.

However, gradually, Zhao Qingxiu's little head, with its black hair tied up, drooped slightly, and her body gradually bent down. It seemed that she had some difficulty standing, and it was not known whether her legs became weak because she had stood for too long.

The two iconic beautiful round and slender legs under the skirt were slightly closed, and her elbows were resting on the sink. She hunched her body, but her bones were tense instead of loose, and her body gradually became like a taut bow.

Ouyang Rong really likes this way of getting along.

Holding the embroiderer from behind, the two of them had a particularly perfect match in height and body shape, making the work fit together perfectly.

After spending some time together and developing rapport, Ouyang Rong gradually became familiar with the delicate body in front of him.

In some ways, he, who loves to grope, is even more familiar with her body than the embroiderer herself.

Just like at this moment, the delicate body of the embroiderer in his arms gradually became hot as expected.

Ouyang Rong was indeed washing the dishes seriously, but he could not resist the embroiderer's too strong and overly sensitive physiological reaction.

He remained calm and looked down at the red ears of the embroiderer when she lowered her head.

The embroiderer is completely different from Wei Lai.

The embroiderer's physique easily blushes, and her skin becomes hot all over, like a piece of iron just out of the oven, extremely hot. The skin it touches heats up, and even Ouyang Rong feels a bit like being burned, which is magical.

No one knew where all the heat came from in her thin and bony body. Sometimes when the two of them were being affectionate, they would cling to each other. In this slightly chilly spring weather, Ouyang Rong did not dare to cover himself with the quilt. Instead, he lifted a corner of the quilt and stretched one of his feet out to dissipate the heat.

He whispered to the embroiderer if she wanted to follow his example, but she refused. She liked to curl up in the quilt, hugging him tightly in a curled position, and didn't want to show any...

As for Ye Weilai, her body was not so hot. She had a different physique. Well, she was very strong and resilient.

Like a sturdy puppet, playful children can fold it into various shapes, it has excellent spring back, is not afraid of being broken, and has excellent quality. Not to mention, it is very well-behaved and cooperative, and has subjective initiative...

Zhao Qingxiu lowered his head and silently endured it for a while, then suddenly put down the bowl, wiped his hands, turned around, and wrote on his chest:

[Tan Lang said that he would not do bad things, but you are not a clean and honest gentleman, at least not to me.]

Ouyang Rong was helpless:
"I didn't do it on purpose, not subjectively. Some body reactions are not my responsibility, just like the embroiderer blushing. Besides, isn't this the method the embroiderer suggested?"

Zhao Qingxiu bit her lip and gently bumped her forehead against his chest: [Then I suggested something else, but you didn't listen]

"Listen." Ouyang Rong said with a smile, but suppressed his slightly smug smile.

Zhao Qingxiu held his face with both hands, calmed down, seemed to think for a moment, and started writing:

[Since consummation of marriage, have you felt uncomfortable these days?]

"Consummate the marriage?" Ouyang Rong asked back. This is a term used between husband and wife.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head shyly.

[After we did that, how do you feel physically these days?]

"Very good." Ouyang Rong nodded vigorously: "Even the rice smells good."

Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head, as if "looking" at him, with her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

As if thinking about something.

"Can't the embroiderer feel it?"

Zhao Qingxiu came back to his senses and wrote absentmindedly: [I feel it. Tan Lang is indeed in good health and full of energy. I don’t know where he gets so much energy from.]

"That's it, there's nothing to worry about, and this is just the beginning."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked back: "How do you feel, embroiderer? How do you feel about your body?"

Zhao Qingxiu blushed and turned her head away under Tan Lang's curious gaze.

Of course, she couldn't say that it was all thanks to Tan Lang that her spiritual energy cultivation had improved rapidly and was even on the verge of a breakthrough.

[Tan Lang, don't try to trick me. It's not possible today. You need to be restrained. We agreed on this a few days ago.]

"It's been several days." Ouyang Rong counted the days. [Tan Lang said, listen to me]

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Ouyang Rong asked, "How many days do we need to restrain ourselves?"

【Three, three days】

Ouyang Rong pretended to be stupid: "Okay, I'll let you go completely in three days..."

[Once] She quickly wrote and corrected: [Once every three days]

Ouyang Rong said solemnly: "One day without seeing you feels like three autumns, three days feels like nine autumns. If I wait for nine autumns, you might as well kill me."

[This is for Tanlang’s life… and body]

"Nonsense, there's nothing wrong with me." Ouyang Rong said firmly.

[But I... I'm a little scared]

"What are you afraid of?" he asked with a frown.

Zhao Qingxiu seemed to be thinking of some possible future. She began to tremble all over and wrote with her index finger incoherently: [I’m afraid of Tan Lang…what if…his old illness relapses]

Ouyang Rong took the trembling girl into his arms, hugged her tightly, and asked with concern: "Why, what does the old illness have to do with this?"

Zhao Qingxiu buried her face in his shoulder and said nothing.

You can't say that she is afraid of absorbing the medicinal effect of half of the tortoise-shelled longicorn beetle in his body, because that is Tan Lang's life-saving medicine... Zhao Qingxiu is afraid that this strange dual cultivation effect is like draining the pond to catch fish, which will damage his roots... So she has to delay for a while and observe.

The sky-blue ribbon could not hide her brows filled with heartache and guilt.

[Dan Lang, be good and listen to me, okay?]

Zhao Qingxiu grabbed Ouyang Rong's sleeve and shook it gently.

"Ok."

Ouyang Rong nodded reluctantly and started snapping his fingers.

"The last time was two days ago, so wouldn't tomorrow be the third day?"

He was beaming with joy.

Zhao Qingxiu was stunned for a moment, and quickly wrote:

[No, from today, three days]

"The embroiderer is cheating. How can I let this go? I didn't do anything today." Ouyang Rong was helpless.

【good】

Ouyang Rong gritted his teeth and tried to bargain:

"You will have to make up for it in three days."

What compensation?

Ouyang Rong tried: "One extra compensation, so that will be two times..."

Zhao Qingxiu's face was calm.

[Not allowed]

Ouyang Rong still didn't give up and tried again, but Zhao Qingxiu just shook his head firmly.

She has always been firm in her stance and her bottom line has never wavered.

"Okay." Ouyang Rong sighed in disappointment and turned around to continue washing the dishes.

Zhao Qingxiu remained silent.

After waiting for the dishes to be washed, Ouyang Rong wiped his hands and prepared to go out.

She suddenly grabbed him.

"what happened?"

[Tan Lang, please don’t be sad, okay?]

"Not sad."

[Please don’t be unhappy, okay? My heart hurts if I don’t make you happy]

"Really not..."

【With rewards】

"what?"

Before Ouyang Rong could react.

Zhao Qingxiu hurriedly wrote down a line of words and walked out of the door quickly. Although he could not see the road, he walked very fast.

Ouyang Rong looked down at her palm, touched the spot on her palm where she had written the word "reward", and her face looked thoughtful.

What the embroiderer meant was, will there be any compensation reward for him when the time comes?

Although I don't know what it is, but... it's better than nothing. Moreover, it's a reward that the embroiderer took the initiative to propose, which is really rare.

Ouyang Rong immediately became excited.

"Well, be careful, don't fall."

"Yeah, yeah."

In the yard, the slender, blindfolded girl who was collecting clothes turned her back and responded hesitantly.

Ouyang Rong strolled around Zhao Qingxiu, accompanied her for a while, and then said goodbye and left.

After leaving the quiet courtyard, he went to Chengtian Temple first, took a bath as usual, and changed into clean clothes.

He said hello to Li Yu and strode out of the yard.

As soon as I got on the carriage, Yan Liulang came hurriedly.

"Mingfu, Miss Rongzhen is calling you over."

"what's up?"

"Around 3 p.m., the reinforcements sent by the imperial court will arrive at Shuangfeng Peak."

Ouyang Rong immediately became serious and ordered:
"Go to the Jiangzhou Hall first, inform Yuan Huaimin, and summon all officials to follow me out of the city to welcome him."

"Yes!"

……

Two hours later.

Twin Peaks, sunny.

Ouyang Rong rushed to Xunyang Grottoes and met Rong Zhen outside the statue construction site.

This lady historian was waiting on the official road with the female officials of the Censorate.

Nanny Song stood in the shade of a tree in the distance, resting her eyes.

Ouyang Rong came over, Rong Zhenduo looked at him, first looking him up and down:
"Why do you wear Yuan Huaimin's clothes every day?"

"In a sense, I am here for him." Ouyang Rong muttered, and asked, "How is the situation? Are all the people here this time?"

"Well, this time the reinforcements are mainly the 2nd Battalion of the White Tiger Guard, and the 2nd Battalion of the Black Tortoise Guard as an auxiliary, totaling 4,000 sharp-armored soldiers. The manpower is sufficient. Looking back at the needs of the Central Army Camp on the front line, we may transfer another Black Tortoise Battalion over there."

Ouyang Rong asked again: "Where is that person? Didn't you say it would be this time? We've passed it, but there's still no sign of him."

Rong Zhen looked up at the sky.

"I don't know. According to the letter from the commander of the White Tiger Guard, the troops of the White Tiger and Black Tortoise Battalions should have arrived. I don't know why they are late."

Rong Zhen turned his head and looked behind him. All the main officials of Jiangzhou Hall had arrived, but one was missing: "Where is Yuan Huaimin?"

Ouyang Rong said: "He asked for leave. So I came here for him."

"Why is he so sick?"

Rong Zhen frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, leave him alone."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Just now when he went to the lobby of Jiangzhou, the old man was still there. When he said he was coming to pick someone up, the moment Ouyang Rong turned his head, he was gone. There was only a leave note on the table.

"How does the White Tiger Guard compare to the Black Tortoise Guard?"

Rong Zhen said softly:
“They have different duties, and both guards are among the sixteen guards of the Southern Court.

"The 16 guards of the Southern Court are in charge of all the Zhechongfu in the world. Among the 16 guards, the White Tiger, Black Tortoise, Azure Dragon, and Vermillion Bird guards have a transcendent status. They are not responsible for managing the Zhechongfu, but they can control the Qigong practitioners in the world.

"Therefore, these four special guards are either stationed in the two capitals, stationed in the northern border army, or stationed in important cities throughout the country, ready to be deployed to various parts of the Great Zhou to quell unrest at any time. The reinforcements headed by the White Tiger Guards this time were transferred from Chang'an.

"The members of the Four Guards were all recruited from the other twelve guards and hundreds of Zhechongfu throughout the country. They are the elite among the elite."

Ouyang Rong asked with great interest:

"I heard there is another Yinglong Guard, isn't he among them?"

Rong Zhen nodded gently:

"There is a Yinglong Guard, also known as the Yellow Dragon Guard, but it is not one of the Four Guards, nor does it belong to the other Sixteen Guards of the Southern Court. It is the Northern Court's Imperial Guard, which is responsible for the safety of the Imperial City. You can think of the Yinglong Guard as the Northern Court's most important Imperial Guard, and only Your Majesty can mobilize it."

"understood."

Rong Zhen said seriously:
"I didn't expect that His Majesty and the officials of the Council of State Affairs would directly mobilize the main elite troops of the White Tiger Guards for this request for assistance. There is also a famous Lieutenant General of the White Tiger Guards named Yi Qianqiu, who is the chief commander and has full authority to lead the reinforcements this time."

Ouyang Rong was curious: "I have seen this name in the imperial edict. Is this person very powerful?"

Rong Zhen narrowed his eyes slightly:

"That's right. This man is already a fourth-rank Lieutenant General of the White Tiger Guard at a young age. He is quite remarkable. He is also very famous among the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Court. The Grand Master of Destiny praised him as the closest sturdy warrior to the top military strategist in the North, and he is recognized as the top weapon master in the army.

"This man is also a great general of the Great Zhou Dynasty appointed by His Majesty. He has a promising future. Ouyang Lianghan, be careful with your words later. Don't act like you are in front of me. Others will not tolerate you, especially military men with eccentric personalities."

"Oh?"

Ouyang Rong's face became more and more curious.

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(PS: It’s the end of the month, I’m begging for a monthly ticket, it’s about to expire! or2)

(End of this chapter)