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Chapter 681 The embroiderer is a little wild [Happy National Day, please give me a monthly ticket at the beginning of the month!]

"The embroiderer was a little different just now."

"Ok?"

On the messy vermilion bed, Zhao Qingxiu curled up in Ouyang Rong's arms, twisting a strand of hair with her fingers and drawing circles on his chest. Hearing the words, she spoke in a lazy nasal voice with some doubt.

Ouyang Rong rested his head on his hands, looked up at the ceiling, breathed in and out, squinted his eyes slightly, and seemed to recall something:

"A little... a little... that word is not convenient to say."

She changed her circling fingers into writing:

[You say it, say it quickly, I want to listen]

Ouyang Rong nodded:
“It’s a little wild.”

"...?"

Zhao Qingxiu's face, which was originally flushed, suddenly became even redder, like a ruby ​​that was about to drip blood.

Ouyang Rong felt the beauty in his arms burying her face in his chest, and could even feel the immense heat on her little face.

The embroiderer's body gets hot easily, like a small stove, so it must be very warm in winter... Ouyang Rong thought of this for no reason.

The more shy Zhao Qingxiu was, the more Ouyang Rong liked to tease her. He continued to wink and smile:
"That's right. Tell me, why did you bite my ear? You could have held back, but you insisted on biting it. You are not a good girl either."

[I am well-behaved and honest, but it is Tan Lang who is dishonest]

Ouyang Rong smiled, but did not expose her. He turned his head and sniffed, then suddenly asked:
"So it turns out that Xiu Niang also drinks. I was not here just now, so you secretly drank some wine, right?"

Zhao Qingxiu raised her head slightly, her face showing a look of reminiscence, and wrote:

[Well, I can drink a little. One sister taught me. She gave me a wine gourd. The wine inside was very spicy, but it was later taken away by another sister.]

Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "The embroiderer has quite a lot of sisters."

Zhao Qingxiu kept her head down and remained silent, slightly tilting her face, listening carefully to Ouyang Rong's heartbeat.

Ouyang Rong looked at the roof and gently stroked her face with his hand.

Both of them were a little tired.

It is the tiredness that spreads in my heart after sweating profusely. I just want to breathe, breathe, and breathe again to restore my strength.

I didn't want to move a finger.

Even Zhao Qingxiu, whose fair skin should have been cool and sweat-free, had the hair on her forehead and temples sticky to her rosy little face.

I was really tortured by Tan Lang.

The two's sweat mixed together.

I can't tell whose sweat it is.

But Ouyang Rong definitely sweated more.

Ouyang Rong's chest felt a little sore from being pressed, so he changed his posture and stretched out his left arm. Zhao Qingxiu turned over tacitly, her long black hair flying. She raised her delicate head and rested it on Ouyang Rong's left arm, lying sideways in his arms.

Ouyang Rong's left hand could naturally touch her smooth back.

The big hand stroked back and forth for several times, wiped the sweat off her thin back with the quilt, and left two fingers, like dancing elves, jumping and stroking each cervical vertebra on the beauty's slender back, then slid all the way to her shoulders, covered them with the big hand, and rubbed them back and forth, like playing with jade.

It is indeed as smooth as jade.

This is the scenery you can touch if you reach up with your left hand.

As for the next...

If they went downstream, because Ouyang Rong had long arms and Zhao Qingxiu was relatively petite, his palms could easily pass over the waist...

Ouyang Rong's big hands moved back and forth.

This gave him a feeling of owning the other person.

Zhao Qingxiu said nothing, and silently drew circles on his chest with her slender fingers.

She curled up in Ouyang Rong's arms, where he couldn't see her, she squinted her eyes, like a cat being patted on the head, enjoying something.

In fact, I am enjoying the aftertaste just like him.

Ouyang Rong raised his other hand and pulled out a long, straight black hair from under his lips.

It belongs to the embroiderer.

The embroiderer's hair was very thick, and she didn't like to tie it up when she slept. Even when the two of them were doing it just now, she simply pulled out the ice-white jade hairpin and let her three thousand black hair fall on her snow-white shoulders and back.

Ouyang Rong didn't quite understand it in his previous life, but in this life, he followed the custom of the Zhou Dynasty and kept his hair long for wearing a crown. Only then did he realize that it was indeed more comfortable to sleep with loose hair, but it was uncomfortable to tie it up.

"Long Ling..."

Ouyang Rong's right hand was not convenient to touch, so he played with an ice-white jade hairpin with two fingers, and the pendant made a crisp sound.

After playing with it for a while, Ouyang Rong discovered that the two pendants on it seemed that they could be taken off and separated from the hairpin to make it silent. He couldn't help but take it in front of his eyes, observe and study it, and prepare to give it a try.

But the next moment, it was taken back by Zhao Qingxiu.

Don't let him move.

Ouyang Rong smiled.

Suddenly asked:
"Does the embroiderer know my handwriting?"

Zhao Qingxiu stopped moving and wrote on his chest:
What word?

Ouyang Rong lowered his eyes, glanced at her puzzled face, shook his head and said:
"fine."

Zhao Qingxiu took the initiative to write:
Can you tell me about her?

"Who?"

[The sister Xie that Tan Lang mentioned, didn’t Tan Lang want to take me back to attend my aunt’s birthday party? You have already introduced my aunt. This Miss Xie is rarely mentioned.]

Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment and briefly recounted the story of how he and Xie Lingjiang met and got to know each other.

Zhao Qingxiu listened very seriously and did not interrupt Ouyang Rong.

Ouyang Rong finished speaking.

She sniffed.

[It's normal for a woman to like a man as outstanding as Tan Lang]

Ouyang Rong asked back: "What about the embroiderer?"

Zhao Qingxiu lowered his head.

[The embroiderer is dumb, blind, and has a missing little finger.]

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"The embroiderer doesn't know how good she is."

Neither of them spoke for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late and both of them were still sweating, Ouyang Rong searched for a while and found a sky-blue ribbon on the wrinkled bed sheet.

But this ribbon was not clean either, it was wet, and it was torn off when the fight was intense just now, and tied around the bowl...

Ouyang Rong withdrew his hand, got up from the bed, turned on the light in the room, put on his clothes and went out.

He took the initiative to get a clean towel and a basin of warm water, sat on the edge of the bed, and first wiped his neck and arms and washed himself.

After all, it was the room where the Fang sisters had lived before, and there were no embroiderer's belongings in it.

At the moment when the two of them were so infatuated, they didn't care about too much. Ouyang Rong followed his heart and chose the room nearby.

Lying on the vermilion bed, Zhao Qingxiu held the bedding and silently watched Ouyang Rong who took the initiative to clean up.

At some point, Ouyang Rong suddenly turned around to look at her, and she shrank back into her quilt in fright.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before, why are you hiding?" He tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth.

Zhao Qingxiu buried her little head and said nothing.

Even though the two of them were already so close, the lights were on and the girl was shy, so she was still embarrassed...

Ouyang Rong finished cleaning up, got dressed, and took out a clean towel to clean Zhao Qingxiu. The latter hurriedly wrote a reminder: [Lights out]

"I can't see clearly, how can I wipe it?" Ouyang Rong asked seriously.

Zhao Qingxiu didn't answer. She turned her back to Ouyang Rong and was about to get back into bed.

"Okay, okay, lights out, lights out."

Ouyang Rong ran to blow out the lamp and just returned to the bed. Before he could lift the quilt, the beauty came out and hugged him.

Warm and fragrant soft jade enters the arms.

This time she asked for a kiss.

Ouyang Rong was right. Zhao Qingxiu was indeed much bolder...

After finishing, Ouyang Rong reluctantly left the quiet courtyard.

Hearing Ouyang Rong's footsteps fading away, Zhao Qingxiu leaned against the door frame, placing one hand on her lower abdomen, as if silently feeling something.

The sixth rank was right in front of her and could be broken at any time. However, the gentle energy she gained through dual cultivation with Tan Lang seemed very gentle and could be guided by her.

It can be accumulated, breaking through in one fell swoop and going further.

Zhao Qingxiu listened attentively to the chirping of insects in the yard for a while.

Her little face showed an increasingly expectant look. If she could break through in front of Second Senior Sister, wouldn't it be better? It would also be Tan Lang's credit.

Second Senior Sister would probably be shocked by this rapid progress.

……

"Go back to Sophora Leaf Alley."

Ouyang Rong returned to the carriage and breathed a sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes first, entered the Merit Tower, and glanced at the cyan-gold font above his old friend's wooden fish:

【Merit: 3,080】

Before evening, his merit points were still 4,091.

After exchanging the golden blessings last time, the remaining merit value was three thousand and nine.

Later I found out that this golden blessing was half of the old musician's sword skills.

Ouyang Rong has always kept his merit points at the warning line of 3,000 to prevent himself from running out of merit points to use the Shangqing secret skills when encountering a crisis.

The increase in merit points these days was due to the second phase of the renovation of the Xingzifang old house led by Pei Shisan Niang, plus the experience gift packs provided by Junior Sister and Ms. Rong.

It finally remained at 4,091.

This time, I couldn't help but engage in passionate dual cultivation, which consumed more than a thousand merits.

This was the result of Ouyang Rong's deliberate restraint.

Although it was the same as the previous times, and more than a thousand merit purple mists were injected into the embroiderer, but Ouyang Rong deliberately controlled the time and made each breath longer, so this time it was particularly difficult, but it was also related to the embroiderer's emotional state.

The two of them released their long-term repression together today and reached a certain state of harmony.

After a while, Ouyang Rong let out a long breath and walked out of the Merit Tower.

He took out a Yunmeng Order and looked down at it.

This is the Yunmeng Order seized from Master Yizhi.

The reason why it is special is that there is a bloodstain on it.

In addition to the line of words that appear on all Yunmeng Orders, this extra bloodstain is dark red in color. Although the area is not too large, it is still a bit scary when smeared on the bronze dagger.

Ouyang Rong tried to inject some spiritual energy and found that the dark red blood spots lit up.

But after injecting for a long time, there was no movement.

He frowned slightly.

How is this thing used?

According to the blood bronze knowledge obtained when exchanging information with Rong Zhen, Yi Qianqiu and others.

This item serves as the eye of a large formation in Yunmengze, and can mobilize the killing power of this large formation.

At the moment, it seems that the power of the Ding Sword is being mobilized, and the formation may be centered around the Ding Sword.

But Yunmeng Jianze distributed so many Yunmeng Orders to Tiannan Jianghu. Isn’t he afraid of dispersing the killing power of that formation?

Secondly, they should not be afraid of leaks. After all, with so much blood bronze being distributed, it is impossible not to expect that the court would pay a portion of it.

So, these Yue women are confident that even if Ouyang Rong and other court officials get the Yunmeng Order, they won't be able to decipher how to use it?

He injected spiritual energy into it for a while, but unfortunately, apart from the dark red bloodstain that lit up, the bronze dagger did not move at all.

Moreover, they only went in but not out, and there was no sign of the expected killing power of the formation.

Ouyang Rong shook his head and put away the Yunmeng Order for the time being.

Soon, the carriage arrived at Huaiye Lane, and Ouyang Rong saw the figure of his junior sister wandering at the door.

"Why is Junior Sister here?"

"Big Brother, you are finally back. Where have you been? Uncle Li asked you to come over."

"Wait, I'm sweaty, go change my clothes first."

Without waiting for Xie Lingjiang to get close, Ouyang Rong turned around and ran away.

Xie Lingjiang frowned in confusion. When Ouyang Rong returned, he had indeed changed into clean clothes. Before she could think about it, Ouyang Rong asked directly:
"What happened in the palace?"

"It's Dalang. He received another invitation from Princess Anhui."

Ouyang Rong frowned immediately:
"Still coming? Let's go to the palace first."

When Ouyang Rong rushed to the study of Prince Xunyang's Mansion, Li Xian, Wei Mei, Li Guoer and others were already there.

There is an invitation letter on the table in front of me.

Li Dalang stood beside the table without saying a word, being stared at by everyone.

"Tanlang."

Li Xian and others breathed a sigh of relief and greeted each other.

Ouyang Rong waved his hand, walked over to pick up the invitation and took a look at it.

It was discovered that it was a personal seal from Princess Anhui, inviting Li Dalang to visit the temples in Kuanglu Mountain.

Ouyang Rong retracted his gaze and exchanged glances with everyone.

He suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you want to go, Dalang?"

Li Dalang glanced at Li Xian and Wei Mei who were looking at him hungrily, and then looked at Li Guoer who was smiling.

The corner of his mouth twitched and he turned his head:
"What am I going there for?"

After saying that, he glared at his good friend Ouyang Rong.

……

The entrance of Xunyang Grottoes.

As soon as Princess Anhui, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked out, a carriage stopped in front of her tacitly.

"Sister Rong, this dress really looks good on you. I don't know why you like purple clothes recently. It's okay. I'll help you find more. Sister Rong, why don't you look so happy today? You should be happier... I'll come to accompany you tomorrow."

"Well, please be safe."

Rong Zhen nodded reluctantly, waved goodbye, and Wei Anhui got on the carriage.

At this time, Rong Zhen turned his head and looked at the burly groom with a white cloth on his head, and examined him with his eyes.

Wei Wu lowered his eyes slightly, clasped his fists and saluted:
"Master Female History."

Rong Zhen ignored him, turned around Leng Ao and returned to the cave.

Princess Anhui's carriage drove for a while.

Wei Wu, who was driving, suddenly spoke:
"Princess, there is no reply from Fusu, so he probably won't come."

Wei Anhui was silent at first, then he said in an unhappy tone: "Why do you have to invite me in my name? Uncle Wu has done this over and over again, which is a bit too much."

Wei Wu rode calmly: "This is the request of the King of Liang. The prince agreed to let you contact the prince of Li's family. It's not impossible to say it. Doesn't the princess like that man very much?"

Wei Anhui paused for a while.

The carriage drove quietly for a while, and Wei Anhui sighed softly, with a somewhat melancholy tone:
"Uncle Wu, is this really what father meant? Why did he let me contact the Li family for no reason? Did... you say something?"

Wei Wu said in a serious tone:
"You are overthinking it, my lord."

"Oh."

Wei Anhui was silent for a while. When the carriage was about to arrive at Xunyang City, she suddenly said:
"Uncle Wu, I've rejected you twice. Forget it. Don't invite me in my name again."

Wei Wu did not comment.

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