There is no moon tonight.

Huaiye Lane mansion, Yinbingzhai bedroom.

The night outside the window is dim.

Ouyang Rong withdrew his gaze, bent down and picked up Ye Weila, who was dozing at the table, and walked back to the bed.

The silver-haired girl's long, silky hair was tied with a red rope. Her eyes were closed and her small face had red creases from when she was lying on the table. Her long eyelashes were trembling. Her eyes were moving under her eyelids, and she didn't know what she was dreaming about.

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The soft and small body exudes a light fragrance after bathing. The smell is like foam in the daytime, which is hard to catch.

Ouyang Rong silently covered Ye Weila with quilt.

"Well...well..."

The little girl seemed to have woken up a little. Without opening her eyes, she turned over on the couch. Her little hand subconsciously reached under the pillow and touched the leather scabbard of the dagger. She mumbled inaudibly twice, lowered her head, and spoke.

Covering your face with your hair, you continued to doze off.

In the dead of night, people are quiet, and there are lonely shadows in the empty house.

Ouyang Rong suddenly thought of Xiu Niang.

I think of the mute girl in the underground palace holding her knees and sitting on a long sword wrapped in cloth. When she first saw her, she had a pair of eyes as clear as a stream of reluctance.

The delicate face and the four slender fingers holding the sheepskin water bag appeared in front of his eyes again.

When Ouyang Rong climbed out of the underground palace twice, she looked up at him.

Silently looking around the bed and the sleeping little girl,

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips. When he was sleeping peacefully in that soothing fragrance, was she sitting in front of the little girl's bed like he is sitting on the bedside of the little girl now, quietly watching his sleeping face?

It is a very strange feeling to review this matter in my mind.

Except for some fragmentary scenes that vaguely remained in his memory, Ouyang Rong was not familiar with her.

Being approached quietly in sleep, and possibly even physical contact, would obviously be something that would be subconsciously objectionable to someone like Ouyang Rong, who has a macho personality and a strong sense of territoriality.

Even if the other party pretends to care about him, Ouyang Rong is not a child, he is an adult. For this kind of unilateral contribution from others, he has long been no longer mindlessly moved and tolerant, but is very clear that he has to reject it.

The power imposed by the other party.

Unless you are a relative or family member, you will be a little more tolerant and change your principles, such as your aunt.

However, Ouyang Rong could not feel much disgust at the behavior of the mute embroiderer.

On the contrary, besides being strange, I felt a little curious.

I'm curious about her experiences over the years, and why Xiu Niang didn't hate Wu Jiwu as much as he hated him, but instead appeared next to him when he was unconscious twice.

I wonder what she is thinking.

As his thoughts were racing uncontrollably, Ouyang Rong remembered another detail. It was only with hindsight that he figured out the details of the taste.

By the way, when Ouyang Rong woke up and went down the mountain, pretending to be Wei Shaoxuan, he heard Boss Li mention casually that during the period when he was in coma, some Yue girls, including Jun Xue Zhongzhu, the eldest daughter of the Nvjun Palace, had been in the university.

Gushan appears, searching everywhere for the "craftsman's work" of the tripod sword.

At first, Ouyang Rong only thought that he was lucky, and that his junior sister and teacher helped him hide well, so he was not caught by Xuezhongzhu.

But looking back now.

Ruo Xiu Niang was a Yue girl from Yunmeng Jianze, and when he was unconscious in the Sanhui Courtyard of Donglin Temple that day, she took care of him under the pseudonym of Xiao Niang Zhao.

It is said that Yunmeng Jianze, as the hidden sect, has few people and follows a small but refined approach. The Yue girls are more affectionate than Jinlan.

So, as fellow disciples and sisters, Xue Zhongzhu and other Yue girls are 100% familiar with Xiu Niang. They are both in Dagushan. They must know what Xiu Niang is doing, so do they know about his existence?

Did you know that he, the embroiderer's former boy husband, had become a master swordsman? He was a rare and unique sword holder?

Or do you mean, you know, but you let him go on purpose...

But when I think of the details of the Lotus Pagoda Alliance recorded on the underground palace murals,

This tripod sword was forged from the tripod of Yunmeng Jianze's former town sect. It should be very important to Jianze Yue girls.

Ouyang Rong has always been very self-aware.

I feel that Xiu Niang's senior sisters, especially the eldest lady with a cold back, would not think of the past friendship between the junior sisters, so they would give up the tripod sword, hand it over to him, and let him take it away.

So there is only one answer, he was not found, or in other words, he was discovered, but his identity as the sword holder was not discovered.

When he thought about it, when he was unconscious in Sanhuiyuan that day, so many twists and turns happened that he didn't expect.

Ouyang Rong sat in front of the couch, propped up his knees with his elbows, lowered his head and buried his face, put his palms together, rubbed it hard, and let out a long breath.

Although the Yuepin kill of Qiu Shenji that day consumed all the spiritual energy, causing the spiritual energy of the meridians in the body to dry up, making it difficult to detect the strangeness of the meridians.

But after he recovers, he should be able to show his spiritual energy cultivation...

Not to mention that as soon as he woke up, he went to open the Mohist sword box and boldly looked at the sword.

Didn't any of the Qi leak out?

Yunmeng Jianze is the world's sword sect, and Xue Zhongzhu is also the leader of swordsmanship, not to mention Yue virgin, the leader of swordsmanship.

The fact that these Yunmeng Yue girls were able to locate the location of Dingjian in Dagushan and search for it proved that they had special means, and there were quite a few.

After a moment of doubt, Ouyang Rong slowly raised his eyebrows.

In addition to the ability of the Mohist sword box to hide and suppress victory, he thought it might have something to do with his own ability to hide the wind and gather energy like a small transparency after waking up.

But how did you obtain this ability? It seems that it didn't exist before. Could it be related to the embroiderer?

By the way, Xiu Niang seems to be just like Xiao Transparent, with a quiet temperament, as quiet as a virgin.

What's the origin of this?

Is it contagious?

Or maybe it’s true that I vaguely bit the beauty’s thin neck in my dream, so...

Ouyang Rong thought for a moment and shook his head.

There are so many clues, but the derivation leads to a dead end.

"Are you in Yunmengze? What are you doing now? Are you sneaking here again like last time?

"It's better to say that there is no chance to see her again. It seems that Yue girls can't get married.

"If she comes, tell me how I should respond. How about inviting her to a meal? Meet my junior sister and aunt.

"After all, the misunderstanding between my aunt and my mother has not yet been explained clearly. My aunt must be dissatisfied with her misunderstanding. I heard Wei Lai mentioned that she is indeed afraid of her. She avoided her when she was a cook.

Or Wei Lai should cover for her..."

After rubbing his face and muttering to himself for a moment in front of the couch, Ouyang Rong left the bedroom and came to the study. When he passed Ye Weilai's desk, he glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

There is a special hard-tipped pen holder lying on the table.

At first, Ye Weilai was not used to writing calligraphy with calligraphy, so Ouyang Rong suddenly had an idea and used the memory of his past life to make a bamboo pen that was harder than the ordinary soft pen.

Kind of pen calligraphy.

Writing in this way made it much more convenient for Ye Weilai, as the writing would not be crooked like a soft-tipped hair pen. The little girl quickly fell in love with this "local method" mentioned by Ouyang Rong and learned it easily.

Ouyang Rong actually doesn't like writing calligraphy very much, but he has been used to it since he has been in this world for so long and has inherited the memories of this life.

In order to conform to the crowd, I usually use a brush to write in official offices, and rarely use the fountain pen calligraphy in my previous life. I only picked up some recently when I taught Ye Weila...

Ouyang Rong stopped, feeling so blessed that he suddenly picked up this unique penholder, took up the blank white paper, quickly started writing, and concentrated on writing.

After a while, a word took shape on the paper:

Yue girls pick lotuses by the autumn water... Narrow sleeves and light ruffles, revealing double gold necklaces...

The tip of the pen paused and paused as he wrote. Ouyang Rong finally put down his pen, looked at the article "Die Lian Hua", his eyes were lost in thought for a moment, and he murmured:

"...The mist is thick and the smoke is light, and the companions who came are missing... The faint singing is returning to the distance... The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River... The sorrow of separation leads to the south bank of the Yangtze River..."

I repeated it to myself twice.

"Big brother."

At this moment, the clear voice of the junior sister came from outside.

A girl in red dress excitedly opened the door and entered the house.

The pen fell to the ground, Ouyang Rong immediately bent down to pick it up, stood up, blocked the desk, silently folded the paper raft of "Die Lian Hua Ci" written on a whim with the palm of his back, and quietly stuffed it into his sleeve.

"Why are junior sisters here?" he asked curiously.

Xie Lingjiang didn't notice anything strange and didn't look at the desk. He glanced at Ye Weilai sleeping on the other side of the bed and smiled softly.

"Uncle Li has something to discuss, so he came to see you. Let's go. Wei Lai happened to be asleep."

Ouyang Rong nodded and packed up. Before going out, Xie Lingjiang helped him pick up the piano case and go out.

When they arrived at Prince Xunyang's Mansion, they found that it was not a critical matter. It was a letter from Prince Xiang's Mansion. As discussed last time, Li Xian read it to everyone for reference...

In the study, while Ouyang Rong was drinking tea, his junior sister was chatting with Wei Mei.
To be continued...