Ouyang Rong nodded: "This sitting position is much more comfortable. The carriage is too small and two people side by side are too crowded. We have to sit like this, but the junior sister is a bit heavy..."

"Don't say it!" Xie Lingjiang, who was blushing and burying his chest, suddenly raised his head and cursed: "You are the most important one."

Ouyang Rong blinked his eyes.

Before Xie Lingjiang could spit on him again, Ouyang Rong had already smoothly changed the topic:

"And with the current situation in Xunyang City, we cannot be at odds with Rong Nushi, especially the Prince of Xunyang. Do you understand, little junior sister, if I were the Wei family, I would work hard to fight for a relatively neutral Rong Nushi...

"Because the position of Rong Nu Shi is very critical. The same goes for this joint petition to ask for help from the imperial court... We have to be more polite to Rong Nu Shi. We can tolerate some unique characteristics of Rong Nu Shi... Besides, after getting along for so long, I found that

It seems that Rong Nu Shi is not as harsh and difficult as the rumors say, but rather has a cold face and a warm heart..."

Ouyang Rong spoke seriously.

Xie Ling Jiang was slightly startled and listened quietly.

The two of them remained facing each other, with Xie Lingjiang sitting on Ouyang Rong's lap.

Ouyang Rong held her waist with both hands, put his palms on her waist, didn't move much, and spoke softly.

Xie Lingjiang was originally a little wary of his mischievous senior brother, so he held his chest with both hands and kept a distance.

But in this sitting position, his legs under his buttocks were tilted inward, causing Xie Lingjiang's body to have an inertia that slid into his arms.

Seeing that Ouyang Rong was speaking seriously and his hands were honest, Xie Lingjiang lowered his upper body and lay gently in his arms, listening carefully.

The hair made Ouyang Rong's nose itchy, and Xie Lingjiang's head tilted.

"Why do you feel that Senior Brother is so patient today and talking to me about this?"

Ouyang Rong said sincerely: "There are some things that need to be explained clearly to the junior sister. We need to communicate with each other. Recently, the junior sister has been staying at Prince Xunyang's Mansion. We haven't chatted for a long time."

"You also know." Xie Lingjiang raised his head and rolled his eyes at him: "Every time I come here, I'm either looking for the prince or sister Bao'er."

Ouyang Rong was helpless, knowing that he was wrong and did not dare to say anything.

"Also, how come Senior Brother has become more honest?" Xie Lingjiang was confused.

Ouyang Rong was serious and raised his hands to indicate: "Okay, did I hurt you just now? Why don't you rub it?"

"Don't even think about it."

Xie Lingjiang blurted out and refused shyly.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Rong nodded directly without bargaining:

"OK."

Xie Ling Jiang was stunned and had no choice but to nod and bury his head in his arms again.

So the two of them sat facing each other and were quiet for a while, except for the occasional bumping of the carriage.

Just when I was speechless.

Ouyang Rong heard a cold snort coming from the black-haired little head buried in his chest:

"Hum, whatever you want."

Ouyang Rong laughed.

After thinking about it, he rubbed Xie Lingjiang's small red ear beads with one hand, and checked whether his future son's canteen was damaged with the other hand. Without blinking, he whispered in Xie Lingjiang's ear, "This

But the family's top priority" caused Xie Lingjiang to get angry and curse.

However, as soon as his hand squeezed in, it was nervously grabbed by the beauty's two catkins. Judging from the strength of the half-pushed half, it was not a blocker, but... a supervision? The three hands squeezed into the cafeteria at the same time, and it didn't seem crowded. This shows that the future son

The dining hall is spacious and delicious...

Ouyang Rong felt a little emotional, the junior sister was really too talented, and the heroine Fang, who looked like a thunderbolt, had to be defeated.

He tried his best to conceal it, but his level was obviously slightly better.

As the saying goes, people in the world don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because they are in this mountain. It is quite appropriate to describe the young junior sister at the moment.

How did Xie Lingjiang know that his senior brother would have so many poems and jingles in his mind during a trip to the mountains and rivers?

As time went by, her head, which was resting on Ouyang Rong's shoulder, was buried even lower. Just when she was wandering in the sky and could only feel the silence around her, she felt a slight pain and suddenly found that her senior brother was close to her ear.

"Isn't this just a nodule? It also says you are out of breath."

Ouyang Rong made a gesture with his strength, and at the same time introduced in a low voice.

The beauty suddenly became ashamed and angry, wishing she could eat him. What kind of weird knowledge is this? Nodule, you are a hammer, although it sounds a little reasonable...

After a while, Ouyang Rong calmed down and asked softly in her ear:

"By the way, my junior sister heard from my aunt that I had a child bride before?"

"Yeah." Xie Lingjiang paused.

She became strangely quiet. Ouyang Rong couldn't wait for her to reply, so he had to change the topic:

"By the way, what's going on over there, little princess?"

Xie Lingjiang then raised his head, with a serious look on his red face:

"Fellow Taoist Lu Ya is here. He has something important to tell you. It seems to be related to Tiannan Jianghu. Sister Guo'er said that it would be best for you to go over and listen. It is related to Yunmeng Ling..."

Ouyang Rong frowned.

I didn't pay attention to my hands for a while and used too much force.

"Hiss, it hurts~" Xie Lingjiang suddenly frowned and bit his lip.

Ouyang Rong quickly let go, patted her back gently, and coaxed: "I'm sorry, little junior sister, pinch me."

"I can't bear to part with you." Xie Lingjiang shook his head gently, leaning his face softly against his shoulder. After a moment, a soft and waxy voice came out, as thin as a mosquito fly:

"I'm so angry. Are there really nodules there? I thought it was because the restraints were too tight and they were strangled..."

Ouyang Rong:......??

…

Sunset, Xuemu Villa.

At the top of the mountain, in the "Spring Garden" pavilion, a tall lady with blond hair reaching her waist was sitting cross-legged, with a sword across her knees.

On the small coffee table in front of her, there was a pair of unrolled scrolls.

The two bronze shafts of the scroll shone faintly under the afterglow of the setting sun.

The candle-green eyes in the snow stared at the familiar blood bronze without saying a word.

At this time, Yu Nianyuan walked in, turned his head and looked at the insect lady waiting quietly on the pear tree like a statue, and asked casually:

"Senior Sister, regarding the sword technique requested by Mr. Wei..."

At this moment, a provocative Yue girl came down from below and stood not far outside the pavilion, looking up and waiting.

Yu Nianyuan saw this and walked over.

The Yue girl whispered something to her.

Yu Nianyuan took another look down the mountain, looking a little surprised.

After Yue Nu left, she returned to the pavilion and whispered to Xue Zhongzhu:

"There are people from the Sanqing Taoist sect. From the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain, there is a direct descendant of Huang Zi named Zhang Shixiu. From Shangqing Maoshan, this generation of walking under the mountain is Lu Ya. They both want to see the senior sister.

"The latter, when Tao Gu asked for swords, he went on stage and lost a peach sword. Senior sister should know him."

"Oh, we know each other." Xue Zhongzhu's tone was as usual, and he asked curiously: "So they are here to ask for the peach wood sword?"

Yu Nianyuan laughed: "Senior Sister was joking. The two of them said they came here on behalf of the Sanqing Patriarch Hall, and brought several heavy gifts, including tortoise bones from Maoshan Mountain, white pills from Zaoge Mountain, and Longhu Mountain.

Thunder Talisman, the two of them said yes, and presented it to Senior Sister, and at the same time passed a few words to the elder."

"Sending gifts and messages?"

Xuezhongzhu suddenly sneered:

"The Sanqing Taoist sect has the nerve to come over. They want to see me. Second Junior Sister will go and ask them first. Do they still admit that the Three Mountains of Fu Lu belong to Tiannan Jianghu? If so, can they accept Yunmeng Ling? Otherwise, they are not from Tiannan Jianghu.

, I’m missing, who knows if it’s Zhou Ting’s dog.”

"yes."

Yu Nianyuan also chuckled.

…

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(PS: Junior sister spends Chinese Valentine’s Day with everyone, please give me a monthly ticket! or2)
Chapter completed!