"Ahem," Zhao Rong covered his mouth and coughed twice.

There was no silly blending in.

But he couldn't help but glance at the lady a few times.

My wife...is a bit cute.

She found that both her husband and the personal maid were looking at her, plus those words that Qian'er just revealed.

Concubine Zhao Ling was so ashamed.

How could she have the nerve to look at Zhao Rong, who had a strange look on his face? She hurriedly looked away and glared at the proud Qian'er.

This cold and stunning woman who looked calm and calm just a few breaths ago, carefully examining her husband, now completely changed her appearance and lost her power.

Zhao Lingfei's ears turned red, and her pretty face was full of anxiety.

She hurriedly put the dark wine jar and dark green food box she was carrying into her Xumi items, and then hurriedly took a few steps up to approach Qian'er.

"Girl Pi, it's all... it's all nonsense. Let me see if I don't tear your mouth apart."

Zhao Lingfei looked forward with her bare hands.

"Well, Brother Rong'er, please save me. If someone doesn't talk to you...well...he's unreasonable, he's going to kill someone and silence him..."

Zhao Qian'er hugged Zhao Rong's right arm and buried her face in his elbow and arms, avoiding Zhao Lingfei's fair hands.

Seeing the quarrel between the master and the servant, Zhao Rong hesitated to speak, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Uh-huh, brother Rong'er, help me. Yeah, take your hands away and don't touch that place. Uh-huh, brother Rong'er, Miss, she's bullying..."

Zhao Qian'er took Zhao Rong's hand, put him in cover, and dodged left and right.

"Brother Rong'er, get out of the way. This little girl will go to the house to peel off the tiles if she doesn't fight for three days. It's good now. After months of trials, she can't even breathe, and she's about to start to go to heaven. See if I don't do it."

I don’t know how she can talk so much nonsense with her nonsense mouth..."

Concubine Zhao Ling raised her eyebrows and scolded her in a clear voice.

Zhao Rong was held by the articulate Qian'er, who kept dodging in circles, forcing him to turn on the spot and stand between Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Qian'er.

Zhao Rong looked hesitant after hearing what the two women said.

Although men like to watch women fight and fight.

But after all, it was his wife and maids who were fighting at the moment, and there were many passers-by around.

Thinking of this, Zhao Rong quickly led the two of them to an alley not far away.

Along the way, Qingjun and Qianer were still having fun.

Not long after, Zhao Rong finally led the two of them to a quiet and deserted alley.

He looked at the two masters and servants who were still pulling, with a helpless expression.

Why do they all look like children, even Qingjun, but it feels like the atmosphere between the three of them when they were kids is now a bit like it.

Zhao Rong curled his lips.

Looking at the pretty and anxious Qing Jun and the unconvinced Qian'er in front of him reminded him of some past events.

As for who to help now?

How about letting them continue to fight and let nature take its course?

Ahem, Qingjun and Qian'er don't seem to be bothered by his inappropriate behavior when they met before.

So it can be regarded as a fisherman’s profit.

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Moreover, Qian'er has been releasing some shocking information about women from time to time...

It turns out that Qingjun still has that side, and I don’t know when I will be able to enter her boudoir.

He suddenly felt a little hopeful.

At this moment.

"ah!"

Zhao Qianer's mouth was covered by her slender bare hands.

"Uh uh... bah bah bah, smelly lady, please be gentle, oooh."

Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and glared, "Do you still dare to talk nonsense and peek?"

It seems that because Brother Rong'er is by his side today, Zhao Qian'er would rather die than surrender, gnashing his teeth.

"Uh... Bah... Miss knows how to bully me... Uh-huh... I'm not talking nonsense about you reading poems and thinking about spring. There is no need to peek... Uh-huh... But, huh, I secretly

I found something else... huh huh."

Concubine Zhao Ling frowned slightly and moved for a moment.

Zhao Qianer took the opportunity to escape from her clutches.

The little girl smiled, raised her chin, and continued to expose her young lady's background.

"Miss, I was looking for some things yesterday, so I took a look in your closet. Oh, it's strange. I feel like something is missing."

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Lingfei's face turned red in an instant, and she stepped forward eagerly to stop Zhao Qian'er's little mouth that made her so embarrassed.

But Zhao Qian'er turned around and used Zhao Rong's body as a cover to cleverly avoid it.

She blinked and confided:

"Miss, why do you seem to be missing a...little, little dress? And it's one of your two favorite little dresses. The red dress you wore on your wedding night is still there, but the other one is pure white and embroidered with indigo.

Lian's...it's strange, why is it missing? I don't remember you taking it when you took a shower these past few days."

The little girl shook her head, "Hmm, strange, where did it go? It must not have been thrown away, so where did it go..."

While dodging Zhao Lingfei's suddenly quickening hand, she glanced at a young Confucian scholar with an awkward expression.

Zhao Qian'er suddenly asked out of curiosity: "Brother Rong'er, do you know where he is?"

Zhao Rong quickly shook his head.

Zhao Qian'er did not let him go, and asked quietly in a voice that could be heard by Zhao Lingfei and Zhao Rong:

"Really? Well, why are you in such a hurry... Is the lady's little dress at your place?"

Zhao Rong: “…………”

Zhao Lingfei: "!!!"

Zhao Qian'er looked at their faces and blinked.

"Why."

She sighed old-fashionedly, and shook her head like an adult:

"You young people are really good at playing."
Chapter completed!