The generation of any thought does not come out of nowhere, there must be a deeper logical deduction and reason.

When things are abnormal, there must be something fishy, ​​and the answer lies in the details.

These are the words casually said by a university professor in a study class in Zhao Rong's previous life.

What's interesting is that Zhao Rong completely forgot what this class was about and what kind of lesson it was. Instead, it was this casual remark that impressed him so much that he remembered it again now.

Qingjun saw Xiaoxiao?

This thought that just came to him attracted all Zhao Rong's attention. Even if the attack on the "pulling pulse" failed and the blockage of the meridians seemed to be more troublesome, he had no intention to pay attention to it, let alone the sword spirit's joke that he could not last three seconds.

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Zhao Rong covered his chest and swallowed another mouthful of blood, as if he had swallowed a ball of rust ground into powder.

"Gui, yesterday morning, do you know whether Qingjun looked at my heart lake? Did she... use the secret technique of seeing through the ripples and colors of the lake's surface?"

It was early in the morning, and the chirping of crickets slipped through the gaps between the doors and windows. In addition, in the empty house, there were bursts of breathing that gradually slowed down. Just as quiet and silent, there was Zhao

Rong's Heart Lake.

After a moment of silence, he returned and said directly: "I was hiding at the time and didn't see you."

Zhao Rong stopped talking.

He rubbed his face. The idea that just came out of his mind was just an idea, not necessarily the real answer to things.

Zhao Rong rubbed his furrowed eyebrows again, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought quietly.

What is the internal derivation logic of this idea?

Abnormalities, details...

He did not get up immediately, but simply sat down on the cold floor, crossed his legs, held the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, supported his chin with his right hand, and frowned in silence.

It was quiet inside the house, and Gui didn't bother him again.

Abnormal...details...abnormal...details...By the way, Dudou, Qingjun's Dudou.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong's eyes opened slightly, and he immediately jumped up, stood up, and ran towards the back room staggeringly. Soon he came to the bed again, took out the lotus white silk bellyband that he had carefully hidden before, and he lowered his head.

Staring blankly.

Gui couldn't help it anymore, "Hey, hey, you've already washed up like this, you've already cooled down, why don't you take advantage of it while it's still hot?"

Zhao Rong did not answer. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly lowered his head and the tip of his nose was buried in the soft silk surface again.

The warm fragrance hits your nose.

Zhao Rong sniffed it carefully for a while, then raised his head and frowned, "Have it been worn or not? Did Qingjun wear it yesterday?"

Return: "…………"

Zhao Rong didn't understand. He raised his hand and took a few more careful breaths, then began to think deeply.

For a moment, he was not sure whether this was the original flavor.

Zhao Rong now wants to know whether Qing Jun gave him this intimate garment out of the ordinary. Was it prepared in advance at the Taiqing Mansion, or did he make a temporary decision and take it off directly from his body to give it to him?

Understanding this detail can explain all the current problems, including whether she looked into his inner lake, or even saw Xiaoxiao in his inner lake.

At first, Zhao Rong preconceived the idea that Qing Jun had made sufficient preparations before coming to see him yesterday, such as the bowl of "lotus seed glutinous rice porridge" that could boil the innate vitality in Zhao Rong's body, and this item to keep him warm late at night and relieve worries.

Lotus pure white bellyband.

Zhao Rong originally thought that his wife was considerate, but now it seems that giving him a bellyband is not considerate at all, because Qingjun has prepared lotus seed porridge to make his blood strong, and he can predict that he will have to concentrate on pulse breaking without distracting thoughts in the past two days.

Mirror, then why give him this thing that may distract him?

Moreover, it is also embarrassing.

You know, Zhao Rong has never made this request to her before. Why did Qingjun suddenly prepare to give this to him when he was in Taiqing Mansion?

Even according to Qingjun's pure and pure temperament, if he didn't hint or ask for it, she wouldn't even think of giving her husband her intimate clothes, such a fun couple thing.

Qingjun is not a Xiaoxiao who likes to read messy books about talented people and beauties. Sometimes the inexplicable words and strange ways of playing that come out of his mouth are simply the words of a tiger or a wolf, which makes Zhao Rong dumbfounded and ashamed, and then he

With a little press, he dealt with the family law a few times. When she had tears in her eyes and admitted her wrongdoing, he tortured her and forced her to confess. "Tell me where you learned it from. You stupid girl knows so much. Zhao Lang, I'm so panicked..."

It was abnormal for Qingjun to suddenly give him a bellyband, and thinking about it this way, she should have been directly influenced by him to give it. In other words, it was not prepared in advance like the bowl of porridge, but a temporary gift when they were looking for a quiet place together yesterday.

Decide.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong couldn't help but bury his nose and smell the fragrance on the silk clothes carefully.

Gui, who was in the center of his brow chakra, saw this unscrupulous scene, gritted his teeth and said: "Zhao Rong, I really underestimated your lower limit. I apologize to you, but can you just bring a fucking forehead wiping and go quietly by yourself?

Damn it! Don’t bring me with you.”

It really can't stand it anymore.

"You are overthinking, I...I am doing business."

Gui said impatiently: "I know you are doing business. Who doesn't know the business of a man like this?"

Zhao Rong's face darkened: "I..."

Gui said contemptuously: "What are you?"

Zhao Rong's expression calmed down for a moment. He nodded and said seriously: "I think it tastes great, what about you? Do you want to take a whiff too? Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot that you are just a soul and you can't even smell a fart.

"

"???"

He turned around and sneered: "Who cares about this thing? It's just you men...the dirty ones among you who don't mind it being dirty and regard it as a treasure."

Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and did not answer any more words.

He continued to think carefully.

According to the logical inference just now, this intimate garment should have been given by Qingjun as a temporary gift yesterday morning. However, logical inference alone is not enough to fully prove it. To draw a conclusion, we need to find some clues from the details to support it.

In my impression, yesterday morning, Qingjun had the opportunity to take off his bellyband, and... twice.

Once, when the two of them were feeding each other porridge with spoons in a dilapidated courtyard in the mountains and forests, she suddenly said that it was a bit too sweet. At that time, without thinking, he went to find a clear spring for Qingjun, mainly because of the sumeru in his body.

The water I carried has been stored for too long, and I am not willing to let my wife drink it.

Another time, when the two of them got up to go back and prepare to leave the forest, Zhao Rong remembered that he was holding her hand and walking in the forest. He happened to pass by a hawthorn forest. He saw Qingjun tilting his head and looking at the tree several times.

He went to pick the red wild hawthorns for her without waiting for her to say anything, just like when they were children, they were playing around in the hills behind the Duke's Palace.

Only this time... Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly. At that time, he was going up to the tree to pick hawthorns with his back to Qingjun. He was not far away. If he turned around halfway, he could see her under the tree. If Qingjun had undressed at this time,

Take off the pure white bellyband...

Ahem, this is too bold. Zhao Rong found it a bit exciting when he thought about it. However, she is a Haoran realm monk, so she might have some other magic methods.

For example, if it's within the deception method, there is no risk.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly.

The two occasions when Qingjun did not appear in his field of vision were very possible. Thinking about it now, Zhao Rong suddenly felt that if she wanted to put him away temporarily, it would be really easy. All she had to do was look at him longingly and say something coquettishly

"Sweet", or if his eyes lingered on the wild hawthorn for a moment, he would go and get it for her without even thinking about it.

By the way, how could this stupid lady fail to take over her husband? My husband has been so obedient to me, and now she seems to be very smart...

Zhao Rong's distracted thoughts returned.

There is another detail that can determine whether Qingjun decided to give him a bellyband yesterday morning.

That is to confirm whether this pure white lotus bellyband was... worn by her yesterday.

There is another question here, and that is whether Qingjun is carrying a few spare bellybands, and this pure white one embroidered with lotus is one of them.

Zhao Rong thought for a while and quickly denied this possibility with certainty.

They all have Xumi items on them, and they can indeed carry a lot of things, but this involves a habit.

Qingjun lives in Qinglianxuan in Taiqing Mansion. According to behavioral habits, daily necessities such as clothes will not be placed in Xumi objects, because Xumi objects do not have much space, and generally some things such as

Important items such as magic weapons and elixirs.

When you live in a fixed place, it is completely unnecessary and will cause trouble to put the magic elixir and a change of clothes together and carry them with you.

Anyway, according to Zhao Rong's habit, this would not be the case. His change of clothes, paper, ink, pen, and inkstone were all kept in the Dongli small house, and valuables such as the Ting Ni purple gold furnace were always carried with him.

Therefore, as long as Qingjun made the impromptu decision yesterday, there is no doubt that this lotus white silk bellyband must have been worn close to the body.

Zhao Rong cautiously deduced. Thinking of this, he lowered his head, buried his nose, and began to "check" carefully.

A burst of fragrance hit my face.

A hint of jasmine;

Qingjun's unique and pleasant body fragrance has been familiar to him since he was a child, but now this body fragrance is also light and light;

The thick aroma of agarwood...

After several times, Zhao Rong frowned and raised his head.

He felt as if he was even more unsure whether this bellyband was what Qingjun wore yesterday.
To be continued...