Chapter 509: Three hundred eighty-one, Zhao Qingxiu: He is called Tanlang, Senior Sisters, get to know him

Three hundred eighty-one, Zhao Qingxiu: He is called Tanlang, Senior Sisters, get to know him! 【7k update, seeking monthly tickets!】

Afternoon, bright sunshine.

Huaiye Lane, in the study.

Ouyang Rong took the authentic manuscript scroll of "Peach Blossom Spring" out of the original box and tried hard to stuff it into the Mo-style sword case.

It was a bit difficult.

It was too crowded inside.

Ever since the 【Craftsman】 stole Rong Zhen's purple bellyband and the Great Female Monarch's personal sword last time and stuffed them into the sword case, after learning that it had the attributes of a little hamster, Ouyang Rong began to use the Mo-style sword case as a small storage cabinet without pressure.

Anything he was indecisive about or felt might be useful, he stuffed inside.

Before, when he first started living with it, Ouyang Rong was afraid that stuffing things inside would affect the 【Craftsman】's maintenance. Now it seems it doesn't affect it at all.

Except for the strong protest the little guy 【Craftsman】 expressed to its dog owner from time to time, stuffing things inside had no negative effects.

Now, the zither-shaped sword case contained a night-luminescent pearl, a moonlight long sword, a bronze mask, and a red-and-black talisman.

In addition, there were some small gadgets and special items, such as that red lotus seal, a broken "True Declarations," and a golden mask with unknown effects, which seemed to be called a Fangxiang mask. Besides these, there were a few Spring-Returning Pills for simple healing, and other miscellaneous items, plus the "Peach Blossom Spring" scroll just stuffed in.

It was originally a small warehouse to satisfy the 【Craftsman】's little hamster attributes, but now it was Ouyang Rong's.

Mainly because it was convenient, and it could store wind and gather Qi, isolating the sensing of outsiders.

In addition, the safety was also top-notch.

Although the 【Craftsman】 couldn't move in a large range after losing the sword master's control, it had the spirituality of a child.

Ouyang Rong had done a little something to the Mo-style sword case.

If a stranger touched his "zither box" and suddenly opened it without the opening method Ouyang Rong was familiar with, the moonlight long sword that had stored moonlight sword energy for too long would be the first to flash, blinding the opener.

The 【Craftsman】 would also react, shooting out of the sword case and pouncing directly on the enemy's face, similar to a hidden weapon, catching them off guard.

With this set, even if a Grade 7 practitioner came, they might be injured or killed if they were not careful.

After all, the sharpness of the mythical Tripod Sword was first-class in the world, and it could cut through all mortal objects.

As for those around him, Yan Liulang, Ali, and Ye Weilai all knew that this zither box was Ouyang Rong's forbidden object and never touched it.

As for Xie Lingjiang, perhaps she was relatively reassured, or perhaps she knew the Senior Brother had set up mechanisms and was afraid of trouble, so she didn't check the zither box.

Oh, except for the time Ouyang Rong stuffed the sachet from the Xie Xiao Niangzi Historian into it, and was pitted once by the gloating 【Craftsman】's vibration reminder.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head to study, comparing how to stuff the scroll inside.

"Whoosh—!"

A clear blue arc drilled out of the Mo-style sword case.

It was as if it had been squeezed out by the unscrupulous sword master stuffing things inside.

The 【Craftsman】 hovered above Ouyang Rong's head, spinning in circles, seemingly dissatisfied and curiously examining what the sword master was stuffing inside this time.

Ouyang Rong opened his mouth without raising his head.

"It's not food, don't look, go in."

Saying this, he made one final effort and finally stuffed the "Peach Blossom Spring" authentic manuscript scroll into the box.

Ouyang Rong chuckled, raised his head, pinched the 【Craftsman】 with two fingers, and stuffed the unwilling little guy back in.

Closing the sword case, Ouyang Rong picked up the zither box and went out.

The reason he didn't leave this "Peach Blossom Spring" authentic manuscript scroll in the study at home was, first, he was afraid the little ink spirit Miaosi would be greedy and steal a bite, after all, it was the literary Qi of a famous Eastern Jin scholar from a hundred years ago.

Secondly, it was just in case.

The red-and-black talisman talisman water Ouyang Rong swallowed into his stomach last time was mixed with the ashes of Tao Qian's "Returning to Live in the Countryside" authentic manuscript collected by the Prince's Mansion.

The effect of this divine decree was still there. In the event of a serious crisis, Ouyang Rong could ask a god to possess him at any time for self-protection or to break the situation.

However, since the little ink spirit was more capable than expected and gave him another red-and-black talisman, Ouyang Rong couldn't think of any other powerful and suitable candidates for god-possession for a while, so he simply continued to fleece Tao Qian's wool. This "Peach Blossom Spring" was kept as a backup.

Ouyang Rong walked out of the Drinking Ice Studio.

Ye Weilai was taking a nap in the room. The little girl was at the age of growing, so she was relatively sleepy.

The mansion in Huaiye Lane was quiet in the afternoon, and there were few maidservants in the corridor.

Ouyang Rong held the zither box and prepared to go out, just happening to pass by the main hall, and caught a glimpse of a woman in a Luo skirt.

It was Zhen Shuyuan, sitting in the main hall, with a red cloth bag spread out on the table in front of her, holding a jade bracelet with a not-small ring in her hand, wiping it carefully with a handkerchief.

Even more carefully than a young lady in a boudoir embroidering.

Ouyang Rong stopped at the door and watched for a while.

Just happened to block the light at the door, making the main hall a bit darker. After Zhen Shuyuan noticed, she discovered Ouyang Rong.

"Where is Tanlang going?"

She asked, and at the same time carefully put away the jade bracelet, wrapping it up with the red cloth.

Ouyang Rong didn't rush to leave, stepped into the door, and sat down beside her.

"Going to Star Child Lane to find friends to exchange zither arts. Tonight, there is a pipa banquet at Xunyang Tower, and I need to go over. I might be socializing quite late. Aunt doesn't need to wait for the nephew, rest early."

Zhen Shuyuan glanced at him more:

"Finding friends? Which friends? Does Aunt know them?"

"Yuan Bangxian counts as one."

Ouyang Rong smiled, his gaze falling on the red cloth bag with the bracelet, and asked:

"Aunt, why did you take it out for no reason?"

Zhen Shuyuan heard this and immediately felt worried.

She grabbed the red cloth bag with both hands, pressed it to her chest, frowned and said:

"This concubine is thinking, whether to give this bracelet to Wanwan at the birthday banquet. This item was left by your mother, specifically instructed, only to be passed to the primary wife."

Ouyang Rong felt ashamed: "This... is it a bit early."

"Early?"

Zhen Shuyuan's willow eyebrows stood up slightly, glaring at Ouyang Rong:

"Any later, the concubine is afraid you will drive Wanwan away."

Ouyang Rong sighed:

"Aunt, what kind of words are these? How can you curse your own nephew like this."

Zhen Shuyuan sneered:

"Before, when you and Wanwan agreed, what was it?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips: "After leaving Xunyang City and going to Luojing."

"Then when are you going to Luojing?"

Ouyang Rong spread his hands:

"Actually, I can go to Luojing now, because I have an honorary position as a scholar in the Xiuwen Pavilion. But Aunt also knows, there is no point in me going back alone. I need to wait for the Prince's Mansion."

"Then when will the Xunyang Prince's family return to the capital."

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes: "At least after the Donglin Great Buddha lands."

"That's just right. Didn't you tell Wanwan that Aunt's birthday can be postponed and held after the Donglin Great Buddha lands safely? Just right, by then you will also be preparing to return to the capital, and this jade bracelet can be given."

Ouyang Rong wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhen Shuyuan asked: "Then you say, what should be done?"

Ouyang Rong nodded earnestly: "Leave it to me. I will give it. I will look for the timing."

"Hehe, no." Zhen Shuyuan sneered: "The concubine is afraid you won't just look for the timing, but also look for people, and might give it to another woman."

"How could that be."

Ouyang Rong shrugged helplessly:

"Aunt doesn't even have this bit of trust."

"Hmph."

Zhen Shuyuan turned her gaze away and said:

"I won't argue with you. Anyway, this concubine has put the words here. On the birthday, don't you dare make any mistakes, especially hurting Wanwan. Absolutely not allowed. If you make my virtuous niece-in-law angry, see how this concubine cleans you up.

"Anyway, this concubine doesn't want you to give any birthday gifts. You just need to do the above well; that is the best gift for this concubine."

Ouyang Rong nodded, the smile on his face gradually fading.

He glanced at the jade bracelet wrapped in red cloth without a trace.

Thinking of something, his face was lost in thought.

The Prefect's Mansion and Jiangzhou government under Ouyang Rong, after promulgating the Limit Yue Woman Edict, quickly caused heated discussions in the city.

There were many households in this ancient Wu-Yue land that believed in the Yuanjun.

Correspondingly, in Xunyang City, the level of vigilance and strictness had risen to a higher level. The number of government government office runners, Supervisory Court female officials, and black-armored warriors patrolling the streets increased in a straight line.

"How come it feels like there are more patrol teams outside? Ouyang Young Master, do you know what's going on?"

Evening, the backyard of the quiet courtyard.

Fang Juxiu at the stone table put down her bowl and asked the slender young man who was eating with relish opposite her curiously.

Ouyang Rong said truthfully:

"Oh, the superiors promulgated a decree. The Jiangzhou government and the Supervisory Court are arresting Yue women according to the law and confiscating something called the Cloud Dream Order. Those who hide it privately will be punished heavily, and those who harbor them will be implicated..."

Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan looked at each other.

Ouyang Rong picked up a piece of vegetable for Zhao Qingxiu, who was tilting her head silently.

"Wait, don't move."

He suddenly reached out, picked a grain of rice from the corner of Zhao Qingxiu's mouth, and put it into his own bowl.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head shyly.

Ouyang Rong looked at her with a smile, not looking at the Fang family sisters who cast their gazes over, and exhorted:

"It's okay. I am familiar with Yan Tou and the others, so they shouldn't come to our courtyard to disturb us. However, these few days, Fang Danniangzi and Fang Nuxia had better not run outside, it's easy to be searched by the patrol team..."

"Okay."

"Thank you, Ouyang Young Master."

The Fang family sisters had different expressions in their eyes, and both nodded in agreement.

Fang Shengnan suddenly asked:

"Is this Limit Yue Woman Edict promulgated and pushed by that Prefect named Ouyang Lianghan?"

Ouyang Rong nodded calmly: "Mm."

"Heh."

Fang Shengnan sneered, squinting her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ouyang Rong glanced at her.

Fang Juxiu pulled her sister's sleeve, and the latter then restrained her expression and buried her head in eating.

After dinner, Ouyang Rong tidied up the bowls and chopsticks. He originally wanted to help wash the dishes but was driven out of the kitchen by Zhao Qingxiu.

Zhao Qingxiu knew he had a social engagement tonight.

【Tanlang, go get busy】

"Okay."

Ouyang Rong didn't leave.

At the kitchen door, Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head slightly, her blindfolded little face confused.

"Look at you again, you wash yours."

Ouyang Rong hugged his chest and leaned against the kitchen door frame, his smile bright.

【It hasn't been three days yet】

Zhao Qingxiu wrote, her cheeks flushing with a faint red, like the evening glow behind Ouyang Rong, unfortunately, she couldn't see it.

"I know, I didn't think about that, just suddenly reluctant to leave, want to see you more. The evening banquet at Xunyang Tower, actually I don't really want to go, but some things, it's not up to my temperament, I have to do them."

Speaking to this point like chatting, Ouyang Rong said softly:

"To be a person who is long-term and wealthy, you must learn to delay gratification. Love is also the same. We can't be in a hurry, many things have to be done slowly, we can't be stuck together all day, otherwise nothing will be done."

Zhao Qingxiu seemed curious about Tanlang's sudden talkativeness and melancholy, tilted her head and thought for a while, especially some of the words, which made her chew and savor them.

【Tanlang is right, long-term wealth, delay gratification, well said】

Ouyang Rong smiled and asked suddenly:

"Xiuniang won't be angry, right? I have other women on my side, and recently I've been bringing your pastries back to them every day..."

His tone was embarrassed.

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head, her index finger pressing on his lips.

【I know there is a sister, and I also know your heart】

Ouyang Rong was a bit curious: "How do you know? I'm talking about the first one."

Zhao Qingxiu's index finger hesitated for a while before writing slowly:

【Tanlang forgot? When you were injured and unconscious in Dragon City, lying on the bed at Sanhui Temple on Mount Dagu, I was there. I have seen her】

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment and nodded slowly.

"Oh."

Glancing at the night outside the door, he didn't ask any more questions. Taking advantage of the fact that the Fang family sisters and others in the courtyard were not paying attention and there were blind spots in their vision, Ouyang Rong hugged Zhao Qingxiu, and the two said goodbye reluctantly.

"Tinkle—"

Before leaving, his gaze glanced at the ice-white jade hairpin inserted in Xiuniang's high bun.

Ouyang Rong didn't know if it was his illusion, but ever since the two had a shy reward in the bathroom that night, Xiuniang seemed to wear this ice-white jade hairpin often.

Before, although she looked like she liked this hairpin, she didn't dare to wear it. Ouyang Rong left it here, and she just kept it carefully, at most taking it out to shake it for sound when she couldn't sleep at night.

But now, these few days, every time Ouyang Rong came, she wore it on her head.

It seemed like she had figured it out and accepted some identity.

The relationship between the two had changed quietly.

Ouyang Rong couldn't say clearly, but in any case, this kind of change looked like a good thing.

In the courtyard, the Fang family sisters, who were cooling off by the swing, silently watched Ouyang Rong's back disappear at the entrance of the quiet courtyard.

This Ouyang Young Master came over to accompany the little master for a meal almost every night.

Fang Shengnan couldn't help but praise:

"Sister, this Ouyang Young Master is really good to the little master, always accompanying her, one meal a day, and never seen him bring his temper and emotions from outside back."

Fang Juxiu pursed her red lips and said for no reason:

"There are many people who want to be good to the little master."

"This is different. The little master also likes him. Sometimes two people like each other and invest in each other, but there is no distinction between who is heavier and who is lighter, both are willing to give to each other."

"Your logic is one set after another, and I don't see you practicing it, finding a man to marry."

"That won't do, this old lady is going to enter Cloud Dream to learn from the Yue women, and in the future, go down the mountain to act chivalrously. How can I be delayed by love."

"Keep your voice down, don't let the little master hear you."

"This is different. The little master is like a goddess, and I am different. The little master has already achieved success in cultivation, it's time to enjoy and experience. She is from the world outside to the world inside, while I am from the world inside to the world outside, it's different.

"And even the most dusty fairy has to come to the red dust to roll, right? Chivalry in storytelling is all like this, where is there anyone who sees through the red dust from the start? Besides, the little master is still so young...

"Also, sister, didn't you see? Recently, the little master is radiant and glowing, even if her eyes are covered, she seems to be full of light, extremely nourished. This is the power of love between men and women. Good love is the most nourishing."

"What nonsense?" Fang Juxiu frowned and scolded: "Don't be shameless, don't talk nonsense, chewing the little master's tongue behind her back."

Fang Shengnan shouted loudly, her mouth very fast:

"Where is chewing the tongue? It is originally like this. Now, according to the progress of chivalry storytelling, it should be the most lingering time of love and hate. Just get along well. Anyway, I think Ouyang Young Master is a good person, can be considered a good match. The most important thing is that he is also very righteous.

"I said I wanted to walk the Jianghu with one sword, and he gave me a lot of ideas, suggesting that I plan the 'character positioning' in advance, fix the outfit first, to facilitate the Jianghu onlookers to remember after becoming famous in one battle, such as a fiery red dress with a rouge horse, or a green shirt with a sword and a gourd at the waist... Only by planning in advance can one be famous in the Jianghu for a long time, with a loud name, and be slower to be slapped to death by the waves behind.

"Sister, you say, is it so competitive to be a Jianghu female hero now? Fortunately, I met Ouyang Young Master early. Listening to his words is better than fighting for ten years...

"So I think righteous people can't be too bad. Hey, sister, you say that both are surnamed Ouyang, why is that Ouyang Lianghan helping the tyrant, forgetting his ancestors, helping the powerful in the North, and turning around to bully the righteous people of our Tiannan Jianghu;

"While Ouyang Young Master is chivalrous and righteous, will cook and wash dishes, loves the little lady, and the most critical thing is that he comes home for dinner on time!"

Fang Juxiu looked at Fang Shengnan, who was full of emotion, shook her head and said:

"The better a person is, the harder it is to climb in this secular, dirty officialdom. Ouyang Young Master can mix into what he is now in the Jiangzhou government, he always has to sacrifice something. These are places that outsiders can't see, not as relaxed as we imagine. So don't look at what a person says, look at what he does."

Fang Shengnan was puzzled: "What does sister mean? Didn't Ouyang Young Master do quite well?"

Fang Juxiu looked ahead, not knowing what scene flashed before her eyes, and only opened her mouth after a while:

"Shengnan, do you still remember that mature woman with a merchant's air surnamed Pei? The one who often sends Ouyang Young Master to the courtyard door, sometimes even takes the little master out to buy things."

"Remember." Fang Shengnan was puzzled: "Isn't this Xie Xiao Niangzi Pei a friend Ouyang Young Master met when handling official business in Star Child Lane?"

Fang Juxiu sighed:

"This merchant woman smiles with charm, and is also at a mature age like a wolf or tiger. She looks like she is easy to talk to, and is kind to the little master and us... However, her eyes still carry a trace of assessment and teasing occasionally."

"What do you mean..." Fang Shengnan said halfway, suddenly widening her eyes: "Wait, sister, you mean..."

Fang Juxiu nodded calmly:

"Mm, this courtyard is not Ouyang Young Master's, it is also under this Xie Xiao Niangzi Pei's name, all given to Ouyang Young Master for free."

"No way, this is too... Wait

"This merchant woman's smile carries a hint of charm, and she is at that ripe age of being like a wolf or a tiger, yet she seems very easy to talk to and is quite amiable toward the Young Master and us... but occasionally, her gaze still carries a trace of appraisal and teasing."

"What do you mean..." Fang Shengnan said halfway, then suddenly widened her eyes: "Wait, Sister, you mean..."

Fang Juxiu nodded quite calmly:

"Yes, this courtyard does not belong to Young Master Ouyang; it is also under the name of this Xie Xiao Niangzi Pei, and she is letting Young Master Ouyang use it all for free."

"No way, this is too... wait, if that's really the case, then how does she view the Young Master? There's no reason for her to spend money and effort helping to raise the Young Master and us."

"Who knows, maybe she doesn't care about this."

Fang Juxiu sighed lightly:

"This merchant woman has a Yangzhou accent. Judging by her attire, she should be a wealthy tycoon from Yangzhou with a vast fortune, so she wouldn't care about this bit of money.

"Young Master Ouyang said he got to know her through official business in Xingzi Ward, helping each other out as friends. But he isn't a high-ranking official; to be able to help him to this extent—lending a courtyard and personally picking him up—how normal can this 'friendship' be?

"Merchants are all driven by profit; there must be benefits to be gained. Therefore, it's either power rent-seeking or some other exchange.

"Add to that these two—one young and handsome, the other a ripe, beautiful woman—it's hard not to have sparks fly. Can there really be pure friendship? If that were true, that would be great."

Fang Shengnan suddenly realized, then wrinkled her nose in deep thought:

"That makes sense. Sister, your observations are truly meticulous, although I still don't quite believe Young Master Ouyang would do such a thing...

"Young Master Ouyang has a gentle, elegant, righteous, and forthright nature; he doesn't look like a soft-faced, oily-tongued man living off a woman. But... but 'eating soft rice hard' doesn't seem impossible. After all, even the courtyard raising the Young Master and us is under someone else's name, and she even helps him take the Young Master out shopping... It's mainly that Young Master Ouyang's face is too handsome, inevitably attracting bees and butterflies; young ladies and married women alike all like him..."

The more Fang Shengnan spoke, the more she hesitated, her face showing a shock of having her horizons broadened, as if saying the circle is truly chaotic.

Fang Juxiu was well-informed and found it easier to accept, saying in a calm tone:

"Women like this, who deal with money all day and have a strong merchant air, are actually the most infatuated with young, handsome civil officials who have a scholarly aura.

"This kind of pairing is said to be common in the wealthy circles of Yangzhou and Jin Ling; it's not strange. The lady has money and power, the young gentleman has talent and looks—they will always attract each other.

"This Xie Xiao Niangzi Pei coming to Xingzi Ward to fund the government's old house renovation might just be to contribute to Young Master Ouyang's political achievements."

Fang Shengnan still found it hard to accept, took a deep breath, and asked:

"Does the Young Master know about this matter regarding Young Master Ouyang?"

Fang Juxiu waved her hand:

"Regardless of whether the Young Master knows, let's not gossip in front of the Young Master."

Fang Shengnan's eyes were complex:

"No wonder Sister has been so silent these days; it turns out you saw through it but didn't say anything..."

Fang Juxiu shook her head:

"Actually, there are some other small doubts I'm not quite sure about, and I'm still observing and pondering, but it's roughly about the same.

"Too much questioning is needed, but why should we expose someone's shortcomings for no reason? Although Young Master Ouyang's nature seems okay, he is inevitably someone with strong self-esteem; otherwise, he wouldn't be 'eating soft rice hard'...

"Besides, the Young Master and he have such a good relationship, so sweet every day, and his genuine feelings don't seem fake. It's enough that he has no malice or fake feelings toward the Young Master. We can't manage more than that. In this world, there aren't that many perfect, match-made-in-heaven relationships; they are all patched up and just getting by."

Fang Shengnan exhaled a long breath, glanced at the happy, busy silhouette in the kitchen, rubbed her cheeks, and said:

"That's true. Besides, men can have three wives and four concubines. Looking at the Young Master's immersed appearance, even if she knew, she wouldn't say anything. She might even think it's fine for a man to be a bit flirtatious, as long as he settles down later...

"The Young Master's nature is too good, so good it makes one's heart ache. She is even so good to us outsiders, and she is the future Yuanjun, yet she still cooks for us... If Young Master Ouyang wants to 'eat soft rice hard,' let him. We'll pretend we didn't see anything, and nothing happened."

Fang Juxiu's expression suddenly became serious:

"No, it's not that nothing happened. This matter is actually very serious, so we cannot get involved."

"Serious? Sister, explain more clearly."

"Do you remember the letter the Young Master entrusted us to send back last time?"

"Yes, I remember. We sent it to the Chengtiansi Temple side and were almost caught by patrolling officers. Fortunately, Sister, your reaction was fast..."

Fang Juxiu's expression was indescribable:

"The Young Master's letter, which she entrusted me to prepare paper and ink for and help proofread—I caught a glimpse of a few words... The Young Master actually... actually introduced Young Master Ouyang to the First Xie Xiao Niangzi and Second Xie Xiao Niangzi."

"What do you mean? Introduced?"

"It means bringing him back openly."

"This..."

"In the letter, the Young Master also praised Young Master Ouyang a lot, saying that her state of mind and body inexplicably healed, her cultivation base also improved, and a breakthrough is imminent, all thanks to Young Master Ouyang... I didn't dare look at the rest. I don't know why the Young Master said that, but anyway, she was praising Young Master Ouyang. One can guess that the Young Master is trying to earn Young Master Ouyang some extra points in the hearts of the First and Second Ladies."

Fang Shengnan punched her palm with her fist:

"I was wondering why the Young Master suddenly took the initiative to find us."

Fang Juxiu's expression was calm, and she let out what was probably her nth sigh of the day:

"Sigh, the problem lies right here. The man the Young Master introduces and praises so earnestly will definitely be taken seriously by the Jian Ze side, especially the Second Xie Xiao Niangzi.

"Young Master Ouyang's affairs are very hard to hide; the Second Xie Xiao Niangzi will see him clearly...

"Yunmeng Jian Ze values face the most. The Young Master is the first successor to the Yuanjun. What an ordinary young lady might tolerate from her lover will absolutely not be allowed if it concerns the Young Master's lover.

"Shengnan, do you still think Young Master Ouyang's side is a small matter that can be ignored?"

Fang Shengnan fell silent.

At this moment.

"Clink—"

A familiar, crisp sound of jade came from the kitchen.

The Fang sisters both shut their mouths. Zhao Qingxiu walked out of the kitchen, feeling her way with a basket in both hands, and came into the courtyard.

She handed the basket to the two sisters.

"Ah ah." The blindfolded girl's small face was joyful.

In the basket were some washed loquats, newly picked by Ouyang Rong from the residence in Huaiye Lane.

Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu each took one to taste.

"Thank you, Young Master."

Zhao Qingxiu dipped her fingers in water and wrote on the table stroke by stroke:

【Is there a reply?】

Fang Shengnan shook her head: "It wouldn't be that fast. The checks have been strict lately, and the news channels on the senior's side are a bit slow."

Fang Juxiu looked at the expectant look on Zhao Qingxiu's small face.

She lowered her eyes and suddenly comforted her:

"Young Master, don't be anxious. You can spend some quality time with Young Master Ouyang these few days."

"Mm-hmm."

Zhao Qingxiu smiled sweetly.

Fang Shengnan heard the subtext in her sister's words and couldn't help but glance at the Young Master, who was looking forward to it with such caution.

Suddenly, she felt a pang of heartache.

At one moment, she felt that becoming a Yunmeng Yue Girl didn't seem so good; it seemed one always had to shoulder some heavy responsibility.

Fight with an evil dragon for too long, and this body will turn into an evil dragon.

Gaze into the Dream Abyss for too long, and the Dream Abyss will gaze back.

The words on that bronze Yunmeng Token flashed through her mind.

A moment later, Fang Shengnan shook her head, shaking off this inexplicable thought.

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(PS: Thanks to brother Lonely for the three alliance leaders, 7k words added!

These two days should both be morning updates, like this chapter, with more word count.

Begging for monthly tickets in the middle of the month~ Brothers, don't save them for the end of the month, wuwu or2)