Zhao Rong had heard some words outside the door before. When he heard the words, he pondered for a moment and looked back at the lady who was gently tying his hair.

Nod lightly.

Zhao Kun on the side remained motionless, looking at the ground with his eyes lowered.

Not long after, Zhao Qian'er and Li Bai, who were having a fight, returned to the hall.

Zhao Rong discussed with them the matter of going down the mountain and agreed on a meeting time.

Soon, Li Bai and Zhao Kun said goodbye and left.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei talked quietly for a while, and after a while, they were ready to leave.

Concubine Zhao Ling also has something to do today and can no longer accompany him.

However, Zhao Qian'er had free time and didn't want to return to Taiqing Mansion too early.

She took Zhao Rong's hand who was about to leave and said crisply: "Brother Rong'er, where are you going? I'm free today and will go with you."

Zhao Rong was still a little uncomfortable with her following him, and he had not forgotten his identity as a model husband who had secretly made up his mind.

Feeling his wife's gaze at this time, Zhao Rong calmly took out his hand and said seriously: "Smelly girl, don't make trouble, I still have important things to do today."

Zhao Qian'er squinted her eyes at him, "When I hugged her in the morning, I called her Xiaotiantian. Now I'm in front of someone and I call her stinky girl."

Model husband Zhao Rong had black lines all over his head and quickly explained to Concubine Zhao Ling who raised her eyebrows.

The latter looked at Zhao Rong and nodded slowly.

As if Zhao Qian'er didn't see the awkward atmosphere between the young lady and her uncle, she pulled Zhao Rong's hand again and said expectantly:

"Yeah, brother Rong'er is right in explaining it. Miss, you must believe it. By the way, brother Rong'er, where should we go to play today."

Zhao Rong opened his eyes, glared at Xiao Qian'er who was adding fuel to the fire, and said angrily: "I told you that I have something to do, where can you cool off..."

The little girl suddenly interrupted and asked curiously towards Zhao Lingfei: "Miss, I'm going to wake Brother Rong'er up in the morning. What did he mean by what he said in his sleep, promising not to press your head again?"

"???" Zhao Lingfei's delicate and fair face flushed and turned red to the roots of her ears.

Zhao Rong: “…………”

Facing the lady's cannibalistic gaze, Zhao Rong quickly pulled Zhao Qian'er, who looked curious, and ran towards the door, "Well... Madam, it's urgent, I'll leave first."

Zhao Qian'er looked at Zhao Rong holding her hand with joy, tilted her head and said: "Brother Rong'er, didn't you just tell me to cool down somewhere..."

Zhao Rong interrupted without looking back: "Wherever it's cool, I'll go with you for a walk."

He took the little girl and escaped from the lady's sight.

Zhao Qian'er has a pair of peach blossom eyes that curve into crescent moons.

…

Half an hour later.

In the east city of Duyou City, there is a bustling street with an endless stream of pedestrians.

Zhao Rong looked up at the sky from time to time.

Just after he and Zhao Qian'er left Qinglian Residence on Wutong Street, the little girl pulled him to a "cool place" to accompany her for a while.

Zhao Rong was a little helpless. Qian'er said she wanted to buy things for going down the mountain, so he accompanied her boredly.

Just thinking of the approaching etiquette exam, Brother Yi Wu and his classmates from Zhengyi Hall were probably seizing the time to prepare for their departure, while he was leisurely shopping with his daughter.

Zhao Rong felt a little guilty in his heart, thinking that he would send the little girl away soon, and go back to the library to carefully search for the Zen Ceremony.

At this moment, he was standing outside a store that specially prepared supplies for female monks, and did not accompany Zhao Qian'er in.

Zhao Rong glanced inside the store and saw no sign of the little girl coming out, so he couldn't help but shake his head.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar burly figure appearing outside the door of a store opposite.

Zhao Rong took a closer look at the burly man. Who could he be if he wasn't Gu Yiwu?

However, when he saw the scene in front of him clearly, the corners of Zhao Rong's eyes couldn't help but twitch.

I saw Gu Yiwu walking out of the shop with a beautiful woman with a slender waist in his arms. Behind him, the steward of the shop was seeing him off.

The burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was currently hugging a thin-waisted woman, talking and laughing, and his hands were not honest.

Zhao Rong had no expression on his face and silently took a step back, preparing to sneak into the store. But then, Gu Yiwu laughed loudly and turned his head leisurely. In an instant, his expression was stunned.

The two met each other...
Chapter completed!