Concubine Zhao Ling shook her head slightly, "I don't blame the Luo Xiu heroine, she...she did the right thing."

"But Miss..."

"There is no but." Zhao Lingfei turned her head, looked out the window and said, "I have to thank her for saving him."

Zhao Qian'er couldn't help but raise her head and stared at Zhao Lingfei's calm expression.

"I just don't know if I will have a chance to meet her in the future." She lowered her eyes and said.

Xiao Qian'er thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.

The atmosphere became quiet again.

After a while, Zhao Lingfei curled up the corners of her lips and smiled, then raised her head and looked at the direction of the screen on the other side of the room.

"It seems like I'll be back soon."

She muttered to herself, then turned around suddenly and asked: "Is that... still with you?"

Xiao Qian'er was slightly stunned, "Ah?"

Zhao Lingfei's voice became softer, "That... piece of clothing."

"Ah...oh oh!" The girl reacted and nodded quickly, "Yes, after you stuffed it into me before going down the mountain, I kept it with me. I... didn't even have a chance to put it on..."

When she said the last sentence, her voice gradually became softer.

Because the opportunity seems to have come.

Xiao Qian'er took out a folded piece of silk cloth from the Xumi object.

After unfolding, it takes on a diamond shape... Several thin straps hang from the four corners... A graceful white lotus is embroidered on it...

The whole piece of fabric also looks very soft and skin-friendly... And the little girl also knows that when she holds it in her hand, it feels very 'cool and cool', but it will warm up after a while...

She blushed and handed it to the young lady to see.

"Don't give it to me." Zhao Lingfei quickly reached out and pushed Xiao Qian'er's hand holding a certain piece of clothing back into her arms. She looked away slightly and added: "Don't give it back to me yet."

"Oh ok."

On the wedding bed, the little girl held a pure white bellyband embroidered with cool lotus flowers and looked around, feeling a little shy.

This was given to her by the lady secretly before she accompanied Brother Rong'er down the mountain.

Xiao Qian'er is Zhao Lingfei's personal maid, and she knows that her two favorite intimate clothes are the pure white one embroidered with lotus flowers, and the festive red one embroidered with mandarin ducks that she wore on her wedding night...

As for the pure white bellyband of Bailian, the young lady once gave it to Brother Rong'er. It was a little interest between lovers. However, after she broke it, Brother Rong'er found an excuse to return it in a serious manner.

Got them...

So this special little piece of clothing is now going around in circles among the three childhood sweethearts.

Before Xiao Qian'er went down the mountain, the young lady gave her this special piece of clothing, and she vaguely understood the young lady's default attitude towards certain things...

and.

If one night she wore this white lotus bellyband that belonged to the young lady and got into the bed of a certain big pig's trotters, asking for advice on Mr. Zhao's family rules and Mr. Zhao's profound knowledge.

After he saw it, he would definitely understand that it was the young lady's arrangement, and then... he would obey her obediently.

"It would be great if the situation develops according to the arrangement of this script... You are really useless, Zhao Qian'er. It took so long to go down the mountain without taking down Brother Rong'er, and you also made the young lady suffer even greater grievances...

"

Xiao Qianzi sniffed and said with some frustration.

She immediately regained her composure, "However, there is still a chance to make up for it!"

The girl raised her head and found that the young lady was looking at Brother Rong'er again, as if she wanted to do something.

She immediately asked in a hopeful tone: "Miss, won't you drive me away?"

Zhao Lingfei glanced at her and ignored her.

"This... I'm so sorry. This should be the wedding bed prepared by Brother Rong'er for you."

"Then you were reluctant to leave just now, and now you feel embarrassed?"

Zhao Lingfei couldn't help but knock her chestnut. Xiao Qian'er blinked, raised her little face, put her forehead up, and knocked on the lady's chest.

Then when he hit her, he said softly, "Oh," and whispered: "Young lady is so kind."

Zhao Lingfei was a little nervous and was hesitating whether to wear that special piece of clothing for him as a wedding dress, but she heard Xiao Qian'er muttering softly beside her:

"Don't worry, Miss. Qian'er will help you well later. I'll give you the chief seat. There will be no crowding. I will push you from behind..."

Zhao Lingfei was stunned for a moment, turned around, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Why are you pushing me?"

What Xiao Qian'er said was to help her well and give her the main position... Based on her unfamiliar experience, she can roughly understand these.

It’s just... what the hell is pushing her? A mole?

Xiao Qian'er asked in a low voice: "Miss, haven't you seen...haven't you seen some picture scrolls..."

"What picture scroll?"

"It's just...it's just...some senior sisters, they occasionally, I mean occasionally, occasionally read it in private when they are bored."

"..." Zhao Lingfei.

How do you know so much?

As Xiao Qian'er spoke, her voice became silent. In fact, there was no need to ask. She knew the answer just by looking at her young lady's reaction.

Too.

In the eyes of the young lady, there are only three kinds of books in the world.

One is a simple book on spiritual practice.

One is a boring book except for spiritual practice.

There is another kind of book, which is Zhumahujun’s book.

Zhao Lingfei's cheeks turned red suddenly, and Xiao Qian'er's innocent expression made her roughly understand the crookedness of the new statement just now.

But before Zhao Lingfei could get embarrassed, Xiao Qianer immediately changed the topic and returned to the most critical matter at the moment.

"Miss, Miss, Brother Rong'er seems to be back soon after changing his clothes. Please tell me, what should we do now?"

Zhao Lingfei turned her head to look at the movement on the groom's side, then turned back and looked at the red wedding bed beneath her.

The woman took a deep breath.

Her face was as red as a ripe apple.

She whispered: "I... let's change clothes too."

Qian'er asked: "Changing clothes? What clothes?"

"Our... wedding clothes."

On the wedding bed, the girl with peach blossom eyes was stunned.

A woman buried her head in front of the girl and silently took out a piece of "vermilion cloth" embroidered with mandarin ducks in front of the girl. Her autumn eyes glanced at the other piece of "pure white cloth" in the girl's hand.

Then,

There is another ‘red apple’ on the wedding bed.

…

PS: In the past few days, Xiaorong has opened a small black room on Station B to live stream code words, and is supervised by a group of good brothers... Well, the recovery day has been updated, cough cough.
Chapter completed!