Looking at Uncle Xiaobai, he looked hopeless.

Zhao Rong suppressed his laughter.

He glanced at Zhao Qianer next to him.

The little girl was already smiling, "Uncle Bai, wow~ It seems a bit like..."

The corners of her eyes were curved, revealing two small tiger teeth. When she saw someone approaching in the distance, she raised her little hand to cover her mouth.

Zhao Rong glared at her and pulled her soft hand.

Zhao Qian'er didn't feel the slightest bit angry or embarrassed about being slapped in the face when she was pushed down in the blink of an eye for what she had just said.

She laughed so happily that she asked Zhao Rong to hold her hand.

The man holding the sword turned even darker.

The little girl tried her best to suppress her smile and said to Li Bai in a coquettish tone:

"Hehe, okay, okay, Uncle Bai, don't be angry. Qian'er did something wrong this time and was careless. I didn't expect someone to admit their mistake. Well, you are standing with us, you are indeed a bit like the following

Servant of man.”

Zhao Rong also smiled and shook his head.

Li Bai was the worshiper of the fourth house of the Zhao family in Dachu, and was loyal to Concubine Zhao Ling. Although there were superiors and inferiors, they were not comparable to ordinary servants in the family.

In addition, he is an old member of the fourth house. He has watched Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qianer grow up, and he is of the same generation as Zhao Rong's mother.

Therefore, although Li Bai came this time as Zhao Rong's bodyguard, Zhao Rong was also his uncle.

But Zhao Rong and Qian'er both regarded Li Bai as their close uncle.

In fact, the same is true for Zhao Lingfei.

The fourth house of Dachu is sparsely populated, and the number of people is not large, but there are fewer messy disputes, unlike other houses. Moreover, because Zhao Lingfei is married to Zhao Qianer, she also has a transcendent status in the Zhao family of Dachu.

Seeing Li Bai, he still looked a little angry.

Zhao Qianer stopped laughing and assured with a straight face:

"Uncle Xiaobai, time is tight this time. I promise to carefully pick out a good outfit for you next time. Well, no green ones."

She paused and then said crisply:

"But we have bought everything. We can't waste it. This is made of fine silk produced in the southern Qiao Sang country. The color is natural. Look how bright it is. It is also not stained by dust, blood or water, and is breathable and self-cleaning.

, it is simply a must-have material for a master’s wardrobe.”

"Well, the clothes are good clothes. You can wear them first. We will change your outfit later so that you don't stand out. We will buy you new ones when we have time."

Li Bai then turned around and nodded with a languid expression, "Okay, don't forget. I will remember you Rong'er brother every day. Uncle Bai feels pain..."

At this moment, the group of powerful people in the distance were approaching.

Zhao Rong had been looking at these strange uninvited guests behind him from the corner of his eye.

With this arrogant aura and scolding, as well as the fact that he was walking on the ancient Xinghe Road, which seemed to be a familiar road, well, he probably was a local "local snake", and he didn't know who he was.

Can't be offended, can't be offended.

Zhao Rong just glanced a few more times at the leader of the group, the aloof woman in a black dress, and didn't pay much attention.

At this time, he saw that Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai were still seriously 'bargaining' about buying a master's skin next time.

He didn't seem to pay any attention to the large group of people behind him, let alone give way.

It's like they don't exist.

Zhao Rong smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Zhao Qian'er into his arms, then stepped aside to get out of the way.

He called softly, "Uncle Xiaobai."

The man holding the sword muttered about buying clothes and walked to the roadside.

The three of them gave way to the middle road for the group behind them.

The maid in red who was following Su Qingdai with an arrogant and domineering attitude had already raised her brows and was about to cause trouble.

Seeing this, she snorted coldly.

This large group of people passed in front of Zhao Rong and the others.

The maid in red curled her lips and glanced sideways at a calm man who was sensible and obediently gave way.

But immediately, she was attracted by the petite and exquisite little fairy in the arms of this young man.

I couldn't help but take a few more glances at the little girl's handsome face.

However, after the maid in red came back to her senses, she seemed to have thought of something.

She looked at the young man and the handsome girl who looked comfortable in his arms, curled her lips again, looked straight ahead, and stopped looking.

Generally speaking, I think she is a woman who is kept and favored by men.

Su Qingdai, who was walking at the front, walked gracefully and her dress was fluttering. She didn't even cast her eyes on Zhao Rong and the others.

Just ignore it and pass by.

It seems that the gazes of passers-by Zhao Rong lingering on her are just like the trees and flowers on the roadside. There are too many to attract any interest from the woman.

And in Zhao Rong's field of vision.

This stunning and stunning woman in a black dress has a tall figure, a round waist, fair skin, red lips, and eyes that look like lacquer. She looks straight at the distant night scene.

He left like a flying bird.

Two women, one black and one red, left with a large group of strictly disciplined servants in green clothes.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

Li Di is rich in beauties with tall slender waists. This aloof woman who just passed by, even in Li Di, should be regarded as the one who stands out from the crowd and has the best conditions, right?

The most important thing is temperament and character.

The women in this world, no matter how good-looking they are, no matter how perfect their figure is, after they reach the top, they are almost all the same.

This is only for mainstream aesthetics, of course there are also individual tastes.

Yan is thin, the ring is fat, and each has its own merits.

But in general, after reaching the extreme, they all tend to be the same.

Therefore, only temperament and personality can bring different kinds of differences and feelings to people.

Well, for some men, women with different statuses, whether high or low, distant or near, seem to have different temptations.

Just like all the fine wines in the world, they are all used to relieve sorrow, but different wines have different flavors.

But now this cold fairy who happened to be passing by...

At this moment, Zhao Rong glanced at the departing figures of this group of strangers and withdrew his gaze.

Suddenly a look of thought appeared on his eyebrows, why did he feel that the aloof fairy's temperament seemed familiar.

Oh, by the way, Qingjun is also tall and handsome, with a cool temperament and extremely proud in his heart.

But these are just the appearance and attitude she shows to outsiders.

For him, Qingjun is another natural gesture.

His clumsy, 'stupid', jealous and ladylike side was all exposed to him.

Also because Zhao Rong was close to her and within reach, he almost never felt that she was cold and unreachable.

Can you watch the green lotus from a distance and not play with it? Well, the lotus seeds are quite delicious, sweet and soft...

However, Qingjun seems to be different in the eyes of outsiders, and he does not have the feelings he is accustomed to.

So, this young master is looking at the lady from a different perspective?

Zhao Rong, who saw some shadow of Qing Jun in Su Qingdai, shook his head.

"Oh, you are so arrogant. Do you think that you are pure and pure, just like a goddess of the Nine Heavens, and no man has the right to invade her? Her pigtails are sticking up to the sky?"

In Zhao Rong's arms, Xiao Qian'er looked at the direction where Su Qingdai and others were leaving, and spoke calmly.

Zhao Rong and Li Bai looked at each other and said nothing.

The little girl tilted her head and praised:

"Well, brother Rong'er, the lady is not as arrogant as she is, and she is even more powerful than the lady. But, why didn't I see this powerful fairy in Taiqing Mansion?"

Zhao Rong remained silent and pulled her forward to continue on his way.

It's like nothing happened just now.

Zhao Qian'er twitched the corner of her mouth and looked away.

She nodded and said firmly:

"Hmm, okay, it seems that Taiqing Mansion can't accommodate her. I didn't expect that this small Dali Nanxing County is actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. It seems that I, a little girl, just don't know how to fight.

Are the helpers who set up the fight, or the helpers called, worthy of her high profile?"
To be continued...