After a busy day, the sun finally sets over the North Sea and the last ray of orange light fades from the sky.

At the end of an old alley in Duyoudong City, in a tavern called Xia Chong Zhai, a group of men and women finally started eating.

Zhao Rong, Zhao Lingfei and other eight people sat around the table.

In the hall, probably to save some gas money, only half of the lights were on, which roughly illuminated the dining table and everyone.

A middle-aged woman named Bing Niang came back from the kitchen holding a candle. She smiled gracefully, exchanged a few words with Concubine Zhao Ling, and asked Zhao Rong and others if there were any missing items on the dining table.

Bing Niang only said that she usually had a bad memory and often forgot things. She had to be reminded by Xiao Zhao of many things, and he took care of most things in the tavern.

Speaking of this, the delicate and graceful woman sighed with self-pity, "I am just a useless person. Sometimes I am in a daze and forget this and that. Don't take offense."

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei looked at each other, smiled and waved their hands to comfort her.

Ice Girl looked at the dining table which was finally lively today, her face became happy and she wiped her hands on her apron.

She looked at the old candle lantern on her right hand, and then at the somewhat dim and empty hall. She looked dazed, as if she had remembered what she wanted to do. She turned around holding the candle and hurried to the oil lamp in the hall.

Next, light the lamp.

On the side, Shopkeeper Zhao, who was fighting with Xiao Qian'er for the jug of wine, turned to look at the back of his wife who was running to light the lamp happily.

After watching silently for a while, he curled up the corners of his mouth, showing impatience.

The next second, Zhao Xifu let go of the jug and gave it to Xiao Qian'er, who was staring at the tug of war, and said:

"You can only have one cup, little girl. I promised you a cup of Bing Niang wine. If you dare to pour more, it depends on whether I will keep you here washing dishes or not!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards Ice Girl who was lighting the oil lamp.

"Bingbing, seven is enough. Why order so many? It's not like they can't see the food clearly and waste lamp oil. Hey, you just like to work blindly. If you don't listen to me, you are just stubborn... Hey, get out of the way, let me

Come."

"Don't come, I'll come." Bing Niang ignored him, moved a wooden stool, stepped on it, stood on tiptoe, and reached out to reach for the lamp at the top.

"You... I'm really convinced. I have to give you a hard fall to realize the pain... Please be careful."

The bearded shopkeeper muttered complaints, but when he got closer, he bent down silently.

He pressed the stool under her feet with one palm and held her waist with the other hand, lowering his head and remaining silent.

At the table not far away, Xiao Qian'er raised her chin in the direction where the black heart shopkeeper left.

"Oh, you stingy guy, you deserve the bad business." She wrinkled her nose and muttered.

Zhao Lingfei, who was handing out chopsticks to her husband's guests, frowned slightly and said, "Qian'er."

Xiao Qian'er quietly spit out the pink tip of her tongue.

She held the wine bottle, twisted her petite body, and shook it.

Xiao Qian'er lowered her head, closed one eye tightly, and opened the other eye as wide as possible, looking at the hops on the water swaying in the wine pot by the orange candlelight.

Smart and playful in appearance.

After looking at it for a moment, she nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, she defended in a low voice:

"I...I'm just talking about him. I'm not talking about Aunt Bing. Aunt Bing is so kind, gentle, beautiful and considerate, but she married a big stingy man and liked to talk dirty. I don't know what he had when he was young.

Ability, such great luck... Brother Rong'er, don't you think so?"

Zhao Rong had taken the initiative to get up and help his wife, and now he was serving as the host, helping the guests take turns serving hot white rice.

Hearing this, he smiled and did not answer Qian'er's words.

"Thanks."

At this time, Concubine Zhao Ling at the table was handing a pair of chopsticks to a quiet little fox demon. The latter took the chopsticks and looked away from her, but whispered something.

Zhao Lingfei looked up at her and shook her head with a smile.

"You're welcome."

Zhao Rong on the side didn't look at the two of them, as if he didn't pay attention, and turned his face towards them.

With a relaxed look on his face, he was serving meals to Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and others while joking and livening up the atmosphere.

But his ears quietly perked up.

"Where is Miss Su from?"

Zhao Lingfei said casually.

"Qantang Mountain."

"Qiantang...Mountain? What kind of place is this? Where is it?"

"Qantang Mountain is Qantang Mountain, in the vast mountains." When talking about the place where she grew up, Su Xiaoxiao's face became less reserved and her tone was serious:

"There are peach blossoms in spring, dates in summer, osmanthus seeds in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter."

It's just...there's no Zhao Lang.

After she finished speaking, she said something silently in her mind.

Zhao Lingfei turned her head, looked into her eyes without blinking, and listened carefully.

Su Xiao's eyelashes trembled slightly, feeling that Zhao Lang's childhood sweetheart likes to look into each other's eyes when talking, which sometimes gives people a sense of oppression, especially since she is... so powerful, surrounded by various auras, just like this

Staring at you.

It looks a bit like him, but Zhao Lang likes to stare at other people's noses and listen to what they say. This can not only make the other person feel that he is listening carefully, but also reduce some pressure and make both parties less embarrassed... Little fox demon

I thought silently in my heart.

In the past, Zhao Lang said a lot of things that she didn't understand or had only a partial understanding of. Although she was confused, she stupidly remembered them in her heart...

At this time, the woman with long eyes like autumn water seemed to be reminded by Su Xiaoxiao's words of the romantic past in the back of the Duke's Palace in her childhood.

The corners of her lips were raised, and she was smiling sweetly.

"Miss Su, there must be a good place with green water and green mountains, spring rain and winter snow. Only in this way can a girl like you come out with a beautiful spirit."

Being praised by Concubine Zhao Ling, the little fox demon was slightly stunned, and then looked away slightly, feeling a little embarrassed to look at her.

Just the next second, Su Xiaoxiao mustered up the courage to raise her eyes, imitating someone else, and stared at the delicate tip of Zhao Lingfei's nose.

"Thank you, Fairy Zhao, for your compliment."

The two women were facing each other. From an outsider's perspective, they seemed to be looking at each other intently.

This scene caught the eyes of many people nearby.

Especially for one person, his heartbeat could not help but beat a few beats faster.

He had dreamed of the scene of Qing Jun and Xiao Xiaomian facing each other countless times in his dreams.

After simulating countless possibilities, today finally appeared before my eyes.

Although only one party knew about it, Qingjun was still kept secret for the time being.

But the small performance looks good, it seems... it went through smoothly?

But how do you feel... when Xiaoxiao and Qingjun are together, there seems to be some strange chemical reaction happening slowly?

What on earth is... um, an illusion?

Zhao Rong frowned slightly and decided to wait and see what happened...

At this moment, after being praised, Su Xiaoxiao didn't know what Zhao Lang was thinking.

The little fox demon just suddenly felt that the talent in front of her, who was lucky enough to meet Zhao Lang earlier than her, seemed not to be as domineering, cold and arrogant as she imagined, but rather... approachable and generous.

Before contact, I just felt that Zhao Lingfei could be watched from a distance and not played with.

After making contact, I discovered that it was right in front of me.

This is very different from what Su Xiaoxiao thought when she was sad and scared on the way here.

The little fox demon had already carefully considered two future scenarios in his mind, gritting his teeth and preparing to face:

One is that she is the kind of heroine written in the novel, a cute, kind and weak heroine in the early stage, who is helpless in the face of the noble and powerful fiancée who suddenly appears next to her lover.

I have to go through a lot of growth and setbacks. No need to ask whether I will never be able to sleep in again. I have to work hard and work hard. I have to get up and go to bed earlier than learning needlework for Zhao Lang...

Well, how terrifying is the self-disciplined little fox demon!

In the end, she will become powerful and beautiful, with a lot of suitors all over the world, but Xiaoxiao won't even take a look. Well, okay, she has to pretend to take a look at those men. It's just a pretense, and she has to make someone jealous. She is arrogant.

She hugged her breasts tenderly and waited with her head held high, letting Zhao Lang realize his return from the lost path, pamper her desperately, and then live happily together.

The other is that she turned out to be the second female vixen who interfered with the male and female protagonists. She was pure and white lotus in the early stage, but in the end she was jealous and cold-hearted, and her love gave rise to hatred, and she became cruel...

There were a lot of blah blah blahs in the back, and finally she transformed into a black yandere. Well, anyway, I can’t wear the red clothes I’m used to. I have to wear a black dress and smile coldly. Think about it... hmm! I want to eat this stinky and heartless Zhao Lang.

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Of course, in the end, due to temporary hesitation or other failures, Zhao Lang and the heroine will chase and beat him up, and he will be beaten all over his head...

Su Xiaoxiao had already seriously thought about the future script, but now facing Zhao Lingfei like this, she was a little confused again.

If Zhao Rong knew that the little fox demon was seriously thinking about these messy plots, he would definitely make her head full of trouble now.
To be continued...