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Chapter 138 Zhao's Yue Slave

This was the first time for Zhao Rong to see such a happy event for the Immortal family.

However, the novel scenes that were unfolding above the water curtain did not catch his attention.

Zhao Rong clasped his hands on the table, raised his chin, and stared at an inconspicuous corner of the water curtain, motionless.

The brows sometimes wrinkle slightly and sometimes relax.

The excitement of the onlookers around him had nothing to do with him.

because.

He has Qingjun.

Why has she lost weight?

Well, although I can't see her face, she has lost weight.

I know.

Her body was thinner than before.

Hey, last time it was the beginning of the year, so I wore a lot of clothes when the weather was cold, but now it’s just after summer and I wear very little...

Ahem, I don’t care, my young master, Qingjun is just losing weight.

Zhao Rong blinked, and some strange thoughts came to his mind.

Is Qingjun combing my hair?

But her clothes were too simple. When she was a child, she loved to dress up and wear beautiful and bright clothes.

Every time she went out to play with him, she would dress up beautifully and go out even though she knew her clothes would get dirty.

But at that time, I felt that she was a "stinky girl" who was so beautiful that she was always complaining when she went out... Can you do it faster? What's your skirt? It will get in the way when we climb the tree later. Please don't grab the corner of my clothes again.

You want me to squat down and tie the knot of your skirt...

Eh.

Zhao Rong sighed, he was really alone in the past...

He stared at the corner of the water curtain, his eyes slightly focused.

What about her?

He has returned from thousands of miles away and is no longer the sweetheart of Wuji.

Is she wearing her hair up for you, or is she the romantic green plum?

hiss……

The more Zhao Rong looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Why does Qingjun's outfit feel a bit like "the husband is dead and the paper is burned when something happens"?

He felt a little guilty.

Zhao Rong was just thinking wildly. As for other activities and excitement at the ceremony, he only glanced at it in the corner of his eye and didn't worry about it.

Because I can't let it go anymore.

She was stuck in the house practicing cultivation again, never leaving the house?

Well, it seemed like this was the case when I was still in the Zhao Mansion when I was young. If I hadn't often sneaked out and went to the Zhao Mansion private school to find me, I would have been practicing without sleep and food, and wouldn't go out.

However, Qianer should be able to take care of her life, but why is she still losing weight?

Wait, where is Qianer?

Zhao Rong rubbed his face, how could he forget this girl...

He searched carefully on the water curtain and recalled the "encounter" just down the mountain.

It seems that there is really no sign of Qian'er.

only.

Before Zhao Rong could think about it again, there was a new change above the water curtain.

Qing Jun had just entered the viewing platform and stood at the edge of the front position.

Those who came up with her were also near her.

It's just that the woman in red seems to be a bridesmaid to the newlyweds at the wedding. She has already left Qingjun's side and participated in the ceremony.

At this time, the process of the ceremony seemed to have completed a stage. Zhao Rong couldn't see it anyway, so he could only make a rough estimate.

now.

I saw the man and woman who had always been the protagonists of the ceremony, both in good posture, wearing sparkling dragon and phoenix wedding clothes, walking around on the balcony, holding glasses and toasting.

They soon arrived at where Qingjun was.

There, a group of young government students gathered around him.

Viewed from a bird's eye view through the water curtain.

I couldn't see their specific appearance clearly, nor could I hear what they were saying. I could only judge based on some actions that the place seemed to be very lively at the moment.

Qingjun seemed to be laughing too.

The woman in the wind robe who should be Lu Yaoer held Qingjun's hand intimately.

A group of people gathered around them, talking about these things, and burst into laughter again.

Afterwards, Qingjun picked up a glass of wine from the tray in the hand of a floating butterfly-winged spirit who was as petite as an adult's arm and toasted the newly married Taoist couple.

After a lively moment, the newly married Taoist couple went elsewhere, and the people surrounding them gradually dispersed.

Zhao Rong looked at it with a smile.

"Sister Yao'er is so happy."

Ning Ying, dressed in red, stood next to Concubine Zhao Ling, holding a small wine glass with her green fingers painted with red cinnamon. She narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly and stared at Lu Yao'er's back as she walked away, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly I sighed.

Hearing this, Concubine Zhao Ling turned her head to look at Ning Ying and nodded lightly.

Many students around him nodded in agreement.

A woman said in an envious tone, "Master Xinran has been in seclusion for these years, and Deputy Sect Master Cheng has been in charge of affairs within the sect. At this ceremony, Senior Brother Cheng even took out a sword left by a certain Nascent Soul Ancestor of Xinran Sect as a betrothal gift. Senior Brother Cheng's character

So warm, and so infatuated with Senior Sister Lu, Senior Sister Lu is so happy."

Ning Ying raised the corners of her mouth and nodded, "Yes, Brother Cheng is very obedient."

Everyone laughed again and dispersed, and Ning Ying also went elsewhere.

Zhao Lingfei stayed where she was, looking sideways at the scenery outside the viewing platform.

suddenly.

Her slender waist was hugged from behind.

immediately.

A childish childish voice sounded fierce and sinister.

"Sister Lingfei, don't look back. Guess who I am?"

Zhao Lingfei, who had noticed the little girl's approach very early, couldn't help laughing. She didn't immediately lower her head to look back, but tilted her head as if thinking.

"Chen Yuenu?"

"no."

"Zhao Ya'er?"

"no!"

"That's Su Xiaoying..."

"No, no, no! Sister Lingfei, you did it on purpose!"

Jingle bell bell~

The little girl let go and ran in front of Zhao Lingfei. She crossed her waist, raised her little head, and glared at Zhao Lingfei.

Her childish voice is not soft, but as smooth and crisp as a lachon.

The little girl looked six or seven years old, wearing a delicate pink skirt, with a string of tinkling silver bells on her two little hands.

Her pretty face is sculpted with baby fat pink. Her tender cheeks are white and rosy, and her big eyes are black and white, with long eyelashes. She is a beautiful embryo with bright eyes and white teeth. I don’t know what she will be like when she grows up.

The appearance of bringing disaster to the country and the people.

only.

The little girl seems a little too short...

Zhao Lingfei bent down, but found that it was not suitable, so she squatted down holding her jade legs, her eyes were level with the little girl in pink skirt in front of her, looking at her delicate appearance.

Zhao Lingfei smiled slightly, squinted her eyes, and said with a sudden tone, "Oh, it turns out it's Xiaoyue Nu."

Zhao Yuenu still had a stern face and glared at Zhao Lingfei with her clear eyes reflecting the elegant and exquisite face of the woman in front of her.

Both of them have faces that can make flowers eclipse.

But one has begun to bloom, with fragrance overflowing, and the flower age is just right, while the other is still in bud, carrying the morning dew.

There were two beauties with beautiful faces, one big and one small. Although they were in a corner of the viewing platform, they attracted the attention of many men around them and looked at them sideways.

Concubine Zhao Ling smiled and raised her bare hands to touch Zhao Yuenu's cute temples, but she suddenly saw the little girl's eyes widen even more.

So Sushou only helped her comb the smooth bangs in front of her forehead.

Zhao Lingfei said seriously: "I didn't even recognize it was Xiao Yuenu, because..."

The corners of her eyes turned up, "Because I thought that Little Yuenu was so tall and could even hug my waist. Why did Little Yuenu grow so much taller?"
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