Ouyang Rong looked back at Rong Zhen.

The latter was looking at the surrounding scenery as if nothing had happened, and seemed not interested in the conversation between the brothers and sisters.

"I understand, little junior sister, please wait for a while."

Ouyang Rong whispered something in Xie Lingjiang's ear, then turned and walked towards Rong Zhen.

Coming to Rong Zhen, Ouyang Rong said embarrassedly:

"I'm sorry, Ms. Shi, but the little princess from Xunyang Palace has something urgent to do with me, so she has to go back first. By the way, did Ms. Shi just invite me to have lunch?"

"Don't you want to go back? What else can you eat?" He asked again, "Why don't you leave with your precious junior sister?"

Rong Zhen's clean and quick words made Ouyang Rong choke.

It’s really hard to accept this explosive remark.

But Ouyang Rong is quite thick-skinned.

"Aren't you afraid that there is something important on the female history's side that I will miss..."

Rong Zhen interrupted and said:

"If there was an emergency in this palace, would I let you go so easily? Do you think it is our official business of building the Donglin Buddha for His Majesty that is more important, or your private affairs with Prince Xunyang's Mansion? I don't know whether Bachelor Ouyang can do it or not. Anyway,

I feel that I can carry it out clearly."

Rong Zhen's pretty face was tense, she was confident, and her voice was quite loud, causing the man in red who was waiting not far away to turn his head frequently.

Some of the female officers passing by... were laughing so hard that no female officers were passing by at all.

Perhaps it was because the three of them together were too eye-catching, or perhaps because the cheap brother-in-law Wang Caozhi continued to work hard for his good brother-in-law, no one came to the entrance of the camp for a long time.

"So what are you doing here, Master Ouyang? Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Rong Zhen's tone was cold, but at this moment, she saw Ouyang Lianghan's blank expression disappear, and her brows gradually wrinkled.

Rong Zhen suddenly added:

"What I mean is that there is nothing important here. You can go about your personal affairs. I have no dissatisfaction. Don't think too much about it."

She turned her head away, as if she was very impatient with this repeated explanation, but for the sake of her colleagues, she had to say it.

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, glanced at the girl in palace clothes in front of him, whose tone of voice could sometimes cause misunderstandings and conflicts, and nodded:

"I understand. Thank you very much for understanding Rong Nu Shi. I also understand Rong Nu Shi. We are all colleagues. In terms of understanding, there should be mutual understanding."

"Luo Li, why are you like that old man?" Rong Zhen looked into the distance and said stiffly.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but stop: "Which old man?"

Rong Zhen pursed his lips:

"If you have nothing to do, you can stay for lunch later and we can get to know each other at the dinner table. But now you have important personal matters, so forget it and talk about it next time."

Ouyang Rong nodded:

"Okay, right..."

He seemed to have remembered something and turned around and said:

"Last time, the female historian asked me to find some peach blossom forest around Xunyang City. I'm sorry, but I don't know much about it at the moment. If I find it later, I will tell you as soon as possible."

The matter of finding Taohualin was mentioned casually by Rong Zhen when he was interrogating prisoners in the state prison last time. Ouyang Rong sent someone to look for him afterwards.

"OK."

"It's not an important thing, right?" Ouyang Rong said jokingly.

"Not really, it's just fulfilling the old man's wish."

"This old man is quite interesting."

"You might be able to chat." Rong Zhen glanced at him and said softly.

Ouyang Rong smiled.

After a while, after the explanation was completed, Ouyang Rong turned around and left.

"Wait a minute, did you buy the hairpin on your little junior sister's head, or was it a gift from you?"

Rong Zhen suddenly called to Ouyang Rong.

"Ah?" Ouyang Rong turned around in confusion.

He seemed to be thinking about something and did not react immediately: "What did Rong Nushi say? What kind of hairpin?"

Rong Zhen waved his hand: "Forget it, it's nothing, you can leave quickly."

After saying that, she turned around and left first, her steps were very fast, and she disappeared without a trace.

Ouyang Rong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning immediately, he took Xie Lingjiang and boarded the carriage together, left the Xunyang Grottoes camp and drove back to Xunyang City.

In the car, Xie Lingjiang tilted his head and asked:

"Elder brother is so generous that he has to explain a lot to this female historian whenever he returns to the city."

With no outsiders around, Ouyang Rong simply leaned back and lay on his little junior sister's long, round and straight legs. He casually grabbed one of her catkins and gently stroked and kneaded it.

He asked with a strange look on his face: "Why are little junior sister and Rong Nu Shi angry?"

Xie Lingjiang suddenly felt calm:

"Who is angry with her? She has the nerve to say that Senior Brother can't carry it clearly. I think she is the one who can't carry it the most."

After a pause, she pointed at her face:

"I didn't release my anger. Where did Senior Brother see me release my anger?"

Ouyang Rong is helpless, why are you so angry?

"Don't get angry."

"Nodule? What is it?" Xie Lingjiang was confused.

Another weird term came out of the senior brother's mouth, but she was almost used to it, and she was very interested in it and liked to break the casserole and ask the truth.

Ouyang Rong coughed and said nothing.

After a while, Xie Lingjiang calmed down, held Ouyang Rong's face with both hands, and began to knead his brows.

Ouyang Rong closed his eyes and prepared to enjoy it, but he didn't expect Xie Lingjiang suddenly asked:

"The hairpin worn by the female historian just now looks familiar... Senior brother, why is she following suit?"

Xie Lingjiang asked, and at the same time he took off the mandarin duck jade hairpin on his head and squinted his eyes to look at it.

Ouyang Rong was lying on her lap, and when she was twirling the hairpin with her bare hands and looking at it, she happened to be swaying left and right in front of his eyes.

Ouyang Rong couldn't help but worry in his heart, if the junior sister accidentally slipped her hand, wouldn't the tip of this hairpin be inserted into his unparalleled handsome face?

Ouyang Rong kept his gaze straight and responded calmly: "Everyone has a love for beauty, and the female historian is also a woman."

"That's true, huh, I didn't spend any money anyway." Xie Ling Jiang Qiaolian was a little happy and in a better mood, and inserted the mandarin duck jade hairpin back into her temples.

Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative:

"If junior sister is angry, you can think about the owner of Dielianhua. Will junior sister still be angry?"

Xie Lingjiang narrowed his eyes and nodded slowly:

"Is that why Senior Brother is so patient with her? Are you willing to suffer her bad temper when we get along?"

"Otherwise." Ouyang Rong sighed, his tone a little embarrassed: "Anyway, every time I think about it, I feel that Rong Nu Shi is not bad, and the more Rong Nu Shi trusts me, the more guilty I feel, so I naturally have a better attitude.

,Are we ungrateful people?"

"Humph, he's also an idiot."

Xie Lingjiang bit her lip and hummed, feeling much better again.

After all, this female historian was still kept in the dark. From the perspective of a bystander, she felt a sense of superiority.

At this time, Ouyang Rong suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, and accidentally bumped into Xie Lingjiang's arms. His forehead seemed to have hit a water bag. His head swayed with the water bag for a moment before he recovered, and he didn't know.

Which one of them stops first.

"Eldest brother, are you okay?"

Xie Lingjiang was in pain, but he immediately hugged his elder brother's head and looked at his forehead with concern.

"It's okay. What could happen? It could even be damaged."

Ouyang Rong came back to his senses and waved his hands, but couldn't help but glance at it more, as if he was really afraid of breaking it, but it was not his head.

"What are you doing?" Sensing the gaze, Xie Ling Jiang blushed.

"Okay." Ouyang Rong nodded in agreement.

The next moment, before Xie Lingjiang could realize what her senior brother had promised, she suddenly felt her body was off balance. When she came to her senses, she was already being held in his arms by her senior brother, and she was sitting astride him with her legs, facing him.

noodle.
To be continued...